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Species: Shorak
Age: 17
Faction: Former New Jedi Order
Rank: Former Padawan
Distinguishing Features:
Force Sensitive: Indeed
Stats:
Strength: ///// Shoraks are noticeably stronger than Humans
Constitution: ///// She can take more of a beating than most
Intelligence: ///// She's not as ignorant as you'd think
Wisdom: ///// As most teenagers she thinks she knows everything
Charisma: ///// She's not above using her looks to get what she wants
Constitution: ///// She can take more of a beating than most
Intelligence: ///// She's not as ignorant as you'd think
Wisdom: ///// As most teenagers she thinks she knows everything
Charisma: ///// She's not above using her looks to get what she wants
Strengths and Weaknesses:
+ Eager to learn
+ Keeps trying
+/- Confident that she will succeed when she attempts things
+/- Obstinate
- Slightly prideful
- Doesn't take well to losing or when something doesn't come easily
+ Keeps trying
+/- Confident that she will succeed when she attempts things
+/- Obstinate
- Slightly prideful
- Doesn't take well to losing or when something doesn't come easily
Personality: Mikey, as her childhood friends called her, is a hard worker preferring to do things herself instead of leaving someone else in charge because, as she says, "If ya want somethin' done right ya better do it yerself. Can't trust anybody but yerself. Jokers can't do nothin' right..."
She is Correllian through and through, a stubborn, hard working gal with hard calluses and warm smiles. She's as tough on herself and her workers as she is kind to everyone else.
Biography: I grew up in the boondocks of Correllia... Sounds familiar right? Kid, everyone who grew up on Correllia most likely grew up in the slums. The entire planet is bars, casinos and slums. My mother was a former, ahem, lady of the night who settled down when she had me. My dad was lying, adultering scum that cared too much for his reputation to give a crap about whether we lived or starved. My mother always said I was a fighter. I cheated death more than once before I could even walk.
Mama settled for a rather civilized life as a barmaid (where we lived tending bars was rather civilized). From the time I started school until I turned thirteen I preformed for the bar patrons so Mama and I could live out of two tip jars instead of one. We still had to scrape by. But between my trick shows and her quick efficient work, we made ends meet.
At thirteen I began helping her at the bar on weekdays, walking the streets on weekends doing tricks and errands for payment. A credit chip here, maybe two there. Nothing much but even a little extra made a difference.
Even backwater planets like Correllia get the occasional Jedi. Most of them show up to do Midichlorian checks on the kids. That is what happened when I was fifteen. Turns out all those tricks I always did were using the Force. To a gangly teen that wanted to get out of her hometown it sounded like a great adventure. My mom and friends protested saying I was better off where I was. I took that to mean they thought I couldn't do it. So I accepted their challenge, told them I'd be back to show them I had made it and left with the Jedi. I still regret it.
I really was better off bartending on Correllia. I wasn't cut out to be a Jedi. I barely scraped by in the mandatory lightsaber class Initiates take. (Shii-something) I didn't have any friends there. I couldn't keep a Master. The only thing I even remotely enjoyed was learning how to use the Force. Even then I still didn't learn a lot.
Eventually I couldn't stand it anymore. The life of a Jedi wasn't for me. I was too hotheaded and prone to anger for them. I'd never be what they wanted me to be. So,only five months later, I left.
I gave them back my lightsaber but when I got off the transport in Tatooine it was in my bag. I threw it in a drawer where it most likely still lies today. A mechanic who sold junk and salvaged technology took me in, gave me a room, and taught me his trade. I became his successor when he died and left it all to me. There was resentment among some of the other mechanics there but we all created a system of working together. Because while I was their boss I was also their equal and they knew it. I completely turned around his failing business with their help.
I had never been to the dust ball called Tatooine before the day I left the Order, but I couldn't go home and let them say, "I told you so." I still practice and actively use the Force in my everyday life and it comes in handy. But I don’t believe I can ever rejoin the Order.
Datapad Entry During/After Battle of Tython said:
Force Powers:
Telekinesis: 6/10 (innate)
Force Illusion: 5/10 (innate)
Force Bellow (taught) 2/10
Force Illusion: 5/10 (innate)
Force Bellow (taught) 2/10
Lightsaber Forms:
Form I/Shii-Cho: 2/10
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Finished- [ASK][FLASHBACK] Tricks of the Trade
Finished- [ASK][FLASHBACK] Tricks of the Trade
While contemplating her imminent departure from the New Jedi Order, Mikey meets Dyson Chanzot, who spars with her and teaches her Force Bellow in exchange for her teaching him Force Illusion.
7-06-13 Added RPs and Edit Log
7-07-13 Edited bio and stats
7-09-13 Force Powers edited
7-14-13 Edited Roleplays and added more pics
7-15-13 Added descrip. to Roleplay, added descrip of lightsaber, and edited that pesky little bad habit (Terran) to Human, also added Bellow to her powers
7-07-13 Edited bio and stats
7-09-13 Force Powers edited
7-14-13 Edited Roleplays and added more pics
7-15-13 Added descrip. to Roleplay, added descrip of lightsaber, and edited that pesky little bad habit (Terran) to Human, also added Bellow to her powers
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