[OOC] Star Wars: The Circle Of Space - High Casual

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Star Wars: The Circle Of Space

"War has ravaged the galaxy for as long as anyone can remember. Empires have risen and fallen, only for the cycle to continue. Never changing, neverending, it is a repeating story told over and over again from one tongue to the other. The galaxy is said to have been formed thirteen billion years before the battle of Yavin, an endless story stretching countless years into what we today call history. The rise of the Jedi, the creation of the Sith and the Mandalorians entrance into creation were all turning points recorded on the scrolls of the past. Perhaps the most known, or rather the most recorded part of history is The Old Republic. Alongside this behemoth we would see the Clone Wars thousands of years later. The great archives of the Jedi and Sith alike, not to mention the infinite amount of libraries on every planet stretching out across the galaxy would all speak of such events. Great bloodlines like that of the Skywalkers and Solo left their mark on the galaxy's timeline, lead to such an incredible end by powerful actors such as the mighty Yoda, the maleficent Darth Sidious and the ever vigilant Obi Wan Kenobi.

A struggle between light and darkness has shaped the galaxy into what we see today, citizens roaming the endless plain of existence never caring to know of the great fissures of the past. Five hundred years ago, the last of these great timelines came to an end, something known as the Legacy Era. It would be a lie to say that we have learned from the mistakes of the past, that war no longer ravages the lives circling the heart of our galaxy. The great Empire has been crushed beneath the weight of righteous fury combined by allied rebels throughout known space, helped by the Jedi who once more would be forced to pick up their blades in an act of war, something that hadn't happened since the Clone Wars.

The new Jedi Order created by Luke Skywalker would yet again dwindle, but not because of an order like that of the massacre which had once taken place during the clone wars, the command known as Order 66. Sith and Jedi clashed swords in epic duels which shook the very foundation of creation, leaving only remnants of what they once were in the aftermath. The mighty Empire was facing an enemy now standing toe to toe in both power and size, much akin to what had a happened before against the separatists.

As is the fate of many saviours, the rebels would attempt to recreate the galaxy in their image, a perfect reality where none would need to fear tyranny or abused power. Ironic then how heroes would don the robes of villains once power fell in their grasp. Jaden Skywalker, the last descendant of the Skywalker bloodline struck the final blow against the empire and in turn laid the foundation for her own. Passion lead to fanaticism, serenity was taken over by forced order and perfection was the new standards of which needed to be upheld. Jaden would proceed to create a new Jedi order she named The Circle. No one quite knows what The Circle is, but they rule everything. She has no interest in creating more Jedi but rather opposes them just like she opposes the Sith. Seeing the Jedi as too weak and the Sith as too psychotic, Jaden has ruled it highly treasonous to identify as either and doing so would lead to either conformation or death.

The Galaxy knows peace...or so everyone is told to believe. Many feel like the Empire was never truly slain, that this is just a shinier, prettier and polished tyrannical power which has risen to control. These beliefs would of course be confirmed by The Circle's iron grip. Their armies stretch far and wide and the galaxy is under their complete control. However, under the radar several lifeforms roam about, and there is talk about a new Rebel Alliance, a new group whom will once more proceed the endless circle of life..."

Start Here!

Hello, everyone.

Given the fact that the Star Wars universe is huge, I wanted to make our own little corner at the end of the timeline where we could write our own stories. The Empire has fallen but been replaced by a new group which has grown corrupt due to the influence of power. Society runs much like we are used to in the Star Wars universe, though is heavily gripped by The Circle's fanatical big brother complex. Most planets are under Circle control and answer to them. Jaden Skywalker is a very powerful force user who stands as the new emperor, and rules from her seat of power.

The Jedi and Sith are both nearly extinct from the last war that took place, with the remnants of both parties being hunted down by the Circle. Force sensitives are either forced to join the Circle as elite warriors or killed if they resist. So if you play a force sensitive, your character should probably not wave it around.

This RP is heavily character driven and we can either develop the new Rebel Alliance, or pursue our own goals until we eventually find out what our character truly desire. Perhaps you even want to join The Circle? From my point of view, I highly encourage character driven plots, but it's best to keep everyone on the same side at the very least, as to not alienate people and make them lose interest.

Rules

Rules:
All of the forum rules apply and I expect you all to know how to be decent people, so I won't write down every single rule on how to act like one.

1: I am putting this one first because I don't want anyone to miss it. Before posting your character in the character section, post it in the OOC section and await approval. When you do post them in the character section, do so in hiders.

2: I do not want to see characters that are best at everything. I also don't want to see completely flat pieces of armour walking around with a blaster rifle. I want everyone to have some personality, aspirations and dreams. If you want to play a hardened warrior, cool, I love playing those characters too, but it's okay to have feelings, too.

3: If you are going to play a force user, I want you to play a rather low level force user. Everyone can have up to two force powers, if you can use the force that is, and they cannot be vastly overpowered.

4: It is okay to play either a Sith or a Jedi. The two groups are not as hostile towards each other as they used to be, but their ideologies are still vastly different so disagreements will be expected (and encouraged).

5: I am all for IC drama. It leads to character development and that's the most interesting part of an RP. In character drama is amazing and this includes clashes of ideologies, love quarrels or even small things like which way to take. Remember, we're all different individuals and it's important to act like your character actually would, which leads me to rule number six.

6: I don't want to see character breaking decisions unless they'd make sense in some way, shape or form. You've put love and effort into your character during creation, don't let go of that.

7: I am okay with making new characters and scrapping old ones if you don't feel like the two of you are clicking or if you really, really want to try something else out. This is supposed to be a long term RP and I want everyone to be comfortable with their character.

8: I love discussions. I am often wrong, and often require discussion to actually make a good point, but if I tell you to change something in your character sheet, you do it. If you can convince me otherwise, that's another story. If not however, don't be difficult.

9: I highly encourage romance and rivalry, friendship and jealousy. We want this group to come to life, after all. However, do not go overboard. In other words this means that what happens IC stays IC.

10: If the RP is at a standstill, if this goes on for a few days, I will progress the story.

11: With all the 'normal' rules expected from each of us, the rules that I have come up with end here. However, more rules can come to be and if so, I will inform you.

Character Sheet

General
Character Name:
Alias:
Gender:
Species/Race:
Age:
Place of Birth:
Occupation:

Appearance
Height:
Hair:
Eyes:
Distinguishing Marks:
General Appearance:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:

Social and Mental
Allies:
Enemies:
Current Goal/Purpose:
Aspirations:
Hobbies:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Personality:

Equipment
Special Items:
Weapons:

Supernatural
Force Sensitive: Yes/No
Force Powers: Two max. (As a practiced force user, you can also use basic Telekinesis automatically.)

Background
History:

Sky (My character/Example Character)

General
Character Name:
Sky

Alias:
None

Gender:
Male

Species/Race:
Tinnell

Age:
Twenty Three

Place of Birth:
Nar Shaada

Occupation:
Bounty Hunter

Appearance
Height:
Five feet

Hair:
Sky has jet black fur stretching across his body.

Eyes:
Brown, feline.

Distinguishing Marks:
A tail.

General Appearance:
Standing at the short height of five feet, Sky gives off anything but an intimidating presence. His coat of black fur covering every inch of his body does little in terms of hiding the scrawny nature of his frame. There doesn't appear to be any visible scars donning the feline's body hinting at either a lack of experience or a knack of getting out of trouble before shit hits the fan. There is little to show off in an impressive manner, save for maybe a set of large brown eyes that curiously peer at everything in their surrounding as if to take note of every detail. Small claws are at the end of each finger, though nothing Sky would use as weapons due to his lack of physical capabilities. Just like the rest of his colour scheme, his claws are of an obsidian black colour.

On the lower part of his back one can clearly see a long, slender tail slowly wagging from one end to the other, as if it has a life of its own. Though flexible, Sky cannot use this tail for anything of note.

When it comes to his choice of clothing, he'd prefer something simple and comfortable. A white leather jacket rests on top of a black tank top covering Sky's chest. A pair of white, fingerless leather gloves would don both hands for better grip around the trusty light pistol holstered under his left arm, beneath his jacket. As is common among travelers of the endless space, Sky wears long leather boots both durable and comfortable. Finally, Sky would wear a pair of simple black pants which are tucked into his black boots. Needless to say, he's not very creative when it comes to what colour he wears, though black tends to be efficient.

Strengths:
+ Quick Draw
Sky is quite fast with a blaster, having practiced in the art of always being armed in the dangerous, dark parts of space...like a cantina.
+ Marksman
Whether he is using a pistol or a rifle, Sky displays excellent aim and gunplay.
+ Agile
Due to both his feline heritage and life on the fringes of space, Sky has developed quite impressive agility.

Weaknesses:
- Fragile
There isn't much bulk to his feline being. He is in fact quite scrawny, perhaps an indication of a starved past.
- Weak
Possessing the scrawny frame he dons, Sky attempts to avoid melee combat by any means necessary. He can't hope to throw punch and even less so throwing an effective punch which would damage his opponent. In short, Sky is useless in a brawl.
- Small
While it has its advantages to be small, such as adding to one's stealth or fitting through smaller spaces, it also comes with drawbacks you'd expect. A lack of weight removes any possibility of standing against shockwaves or heavy winds and he is easily picked up and subdued if caught.
- Force Powers
While Sky is force sensitive, the force flows through him in a rather different manner. He isn't capapble of conjuring the force in any external manner, but rather has his body enchanced by its touch. Due to this, Sky is not and will never be able to summon the external power of the force in any offensive or defensive way.

Social and Mental
Allies:
Viggo Lat
- A rodian sleeze always hanging out in cantinas and provides dirt on people for the right price. He also cheats at pazaak.

Lin
- A human woman who owns a general store in Nar Shaada. A polite woman but has a tendency of selling things on the black market.

Enemies:
Jeg Geero
- An ex soldier zabrak turned bounty hunter who Sky beat to the prize once. He tends to hold grudges and is said to not even remember why.

Kyle Vale
- Sky's ex lover. They had a rather rocky relationship, but their friendship was something that eventually developed into romantic involvement. Both of them being tinnell helped on that front, given how rare the species is. Though, once a truckload of credits came his way, Kyle was more than willing to sacrifice his boyfriend for it. A scam from the very start, Sky never forgave Kyle for having used him towards such a shallow end.

Current Goal/Purpose:
Currently, Sky only wishes to continue his work. His goal is his next contract.

Aspirations:
Sky wishes he could have access to a ship and better equipment. As it is, he's scraping to get by. Hopefully he'll eventually get enough credits to manage the big fry.

Hobbies:
Listening to music, playing card games, chilling out, marksmanship.

Likes:
Guns, droids, the night sky, leather jackets, freedom, flowers, cuddly animals.

Dislikes:
Brutes, rude behaviour, fanaticism, The Circle, vegetables, swords.

Fears:
Captivity, spiders, loss of control, being subdued, close quarters combat.

Personality:
Quiet and mellow, Sky often prefers to listen rather than talk, something that would quickly jump to his force senses. Throughout his life he has learned that a big mouth can get you in trouble and thus only speaks when he finds it absolutely necessary to do so. He is well aware of his limitations and without a gun, he would be completely defenceless. Due to this, he tries his best not to aggravate the wrong people, which at times gets difficult due to his occupation of being a bounty hunter.

The constantly serious expression on his face could in fact be considered 'cute' due to his innocent appearance, though Sky is incredibly professional and tries to act like such as often as he can. One shouldn't be fooled, however. While cautious, maybe to a fault, the young man is very friendly towards those he does not consider enemies. A polite personality will get you very far and will avoid unnecessary conflict where there is need for none.

Towards his friends Sky expresses a sense of loyalty akin to that of comrades. Throughout his life he has learned to look after himself only and that has left some scars so to speak. He genuinely cares for his friends, and maybe one day someone will swing by who will truly unlock his heart, but as it is right now, his friendship towards others is on a solely professional level. They are all there to back each other up, but everyone's actually looking after themselves. While this might be true or not, in Sky's head, everyone's always looking after themselves before anyone else. Due to this, Sky enjoys the company of droids quite a lot. They are almost always trustworthy, mostly because they were programmed to be.

To sum it up, Sky is a friendly but serious being who is curious to know if there is such a thing as a 'true friend' or if his reality is in fact the only one.

Equipment
Special Items:
A shoulder bag where he keeps:
- A flashlight.
- A few credits.
- A datapad.

Weapons:
A light blaster pistol.

Supernatural
Force Sensitive:
Yes

Force Powers:
Force Senses
Sky's hearing and sight in particular are increased by a passive touch of the force.

Force Reflexes
Sky's quick and deft hands aren't all skill, it would appear. Due to the force running through his veins, Sky is able to perform impressive reflexive feats in the face of danger, such as drawing his gun incredibly fast or shooting several targets accurately in a flowing motion.

Background
History:
It isn't very common for a mercenary, bounty hunter or freelancing scoundrel to have come from a stable background. Usually what you'd think of is a gutter somewhere on Naar Shaada where every scrap of food is something you would fight for and your very survival hinges on deft hands. If you threw Sky into this bunch, you'd be right. It's not a glamorous life or even an uncommon one, neither would it be considered a story worthy of telling in most forums. Having grown up nowhere else than in the filth ridden streets of Naar Shaada, Sky was just one of many urchins scrambling through empty warehouses in search of a warm corner to call home for the next five minutes.

Now, cutting it on your own is never smart. It might seem smart at first, never owing anyone anything, just following your own path and never having to share food with anyone else, but in all actuality, it's suicide. It also comes with the need of looking over your shoulder every other second, fighting everyone else for a place to stay during the cold nights and of course, trying to survive on your own. Counting every piece of luck on five fingers, Sky knew that if he intended to get anywhere, preferably -out- of the streets, he would need to claw his way through the filth and into the cold embrace of a gang.

It was a start, but a start he needed to get to all the same. Being a quiet kid ever since his first steps, Sky was never one to measure his pride with others. He's always known his limitations and while curious, he often keeps his mouth shut as to not get in more trouble than necessary. It is the quiet ones you need to look out for, however. Someone always uses war as an opportunity to better their own position and this was no different for Sky. He was small, weak, scrawny and worthless, but he was also crafty. With the local gang war raging on, he could either hide from it, or use it to get in with one of the gangs. Actually, it mattered little who it ended up being. Though, picking up a stray pistol once bought and sold on the black market, the now thirteen year old Sky would have to take his first life in an attempt to get his own. On the streets, one would expect everyone to walk around with a gun but that's not the case. They are expensive, even the backwater cheap ones, and grabbing hold of a pistol often makes you the center of attention. The previous owner of the blaster pistol laid dead with his blood leaking into a sewage drain from a wound in his head caused by a metal pipe. Of course, in the chaos the woman who had killed him would soon be put down as well.

Amidst the chaotic battle field spanning across the abandoned factory where the two gangs were going to meet up for a final showdown, Sky quickly made his way from cover to cover until that one blaster pistol was close enough to wrap his small fingers around. Ironic how this thing was going to be his ticket to a better life, or a death sentence. Either way, it was going to change everything. He pulled the trigger, once, twice and even five times, ending five gangsters in the process. The shots were accurate, especially for someone who had never used a pistol before. He never expected there to be a parade in appreciation, but getting knocked out soon after joining the fray was never quite part of the plan.

He'd wake up some time later, tied to a chair with a flickering lamp softly swinging above his head. "Those were some interesting moves." A female voice graced his ears as he looked up, seeing a zabrak staring back at him. Her muscular body spoke of many battles and even more weights lifted. "Why'd do you do it?"

Was there a point in lying? Was there a point in spinning a story? Every gang member had proven themselves before they were allowed to join, now he had as well. "I want to join you..." Five simple words, five accurate shots. It was all that was needed. Sky's quiet voice quickly vanished into the darkness surrounding him but he was met by a wicked smile and a hand on his shoulder.

"Looking out for your skin, that's good. Know where you stand, and follow orders...you'll live..." Funny how the initiation wasn't harder than that, though everyone knew that each member of that gang was there for their own safety. No one was there because they felt loyal or had a common goal. Everyone was striving for safety in numbers and thus nothing else than obedience was expected from the feline creature.

Years passed, enough to grant the tinnell nineteen years under his belt. Through a combination of skill and hard work, he had indeed grown in rank. However the gang he called safety would eventually dissipate due to an endless amount of gang wars which eventually thinned it out to nothingness. Surviving this fate, Sky took to the survival skills he had learned throughout the years and made his way out of the gutter and into the fringes. He would don the cape of a bounty hunter, taking on small jobs for a pittance but would soon enough get the hang of it.

This is where the quiet street kid ended up, a bounty hunter for the highest bidder. Ironic what a stray blaster pistol on the ground could lead to, isn't it?

I want a group of five people with me included. In my experience, a larger group is very hard to navigate.

This is the first role play I've created in a very, very long time. I am rather if not very inexperienced and will make mistakes, but I promise everyone that I will do my best to be a good GM.

[Zugzwang]

If you don't mind, I'm going to start work on a character. I could use a character-driven Star Wars thing.

[Shard]

Go ahead! I am expecting characters from all five spots now, with you on board. I will wait for y'all, but don't take too long xD. I don't usually like it when people reserve spots, but for now, I'll go with it.

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Edit!

One spot just opened up.

[Zugzwang]

Ardam

General
Character Name: Ardam Pardalis
Alias: Leopard
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human
Age: 32
Place of Birth: Sagma
Occupation: Rebel Jedi Hunter

Appearance
Height: 180cm
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Distinguishing Marks: A lifetime of accumulated wear, scar tissue and bruised features
General Appearance: Ardam is tall, with a medium build. His angular face is topped with a mop of messy blonde hair, and has upon it a pair of accusatory eyes and a constant smirk. He is rarely outside his bulky powered armor, bought from a trader who didn't recognize its mandalorian origins but still charged him an exorbitant price. His skin is pale and marked with evidence of his life in squalor and violence. His hands are dexterous, his gait light, and his bearing straight and attentive. He is not prone to unnecessary movements, and does not fidget. His armor is marked tan and black, his form spattered with usually full holsters, each bearing a different and unusual weapon, each always in pristine condition, matching the attire. He is the kind of man who always looks you in the eyes, but will not flatter you with feigned interest.
Strengths: Ardam is a highly competent, specialized combatant. He is an excellent shot, and has a comprehensive knowledge of the conduct of violence at every scale. He is fastidious in his work and abstemious in his indulgences. He is in excellent physical condition, and has a web of impromptu contacts among those society despises. He is a talented improviser, and is capable of understanding new and evolving situations quickly.
Weaknesses: Ardam is proud. He is vengeful, and duplicitous. He rarely plans ahead except in the most superficial manner. He is slow to trust someone, and slower to respect them. He is prone to self-justification in even the most grave situations, and rarely bows to the wisdom of others. His curiosity has gotten the better of him on many occasions, though his control in such matters has improved dramatically over the years. He is risk-prone and caution-adverse

Social and Mental
Allies: WIP
Enemies: WIP
Current Goal/Purpose: Kill Jaden Skywalker
Aspirations: To become the liberator of the galaxy, end the tyranny of corrupt and evil individuals or systems over the many
Hobbies:
Likes: Freedom, Firearms, Histories, a Well-Cooked Steak, Self-Improvement, Danger
Dislikes: Dogma, Tyranny, Propaganda, Corellia, Tedium
Fears: Failure, Being Wrong, Death, Confined Spaces
Personality: Ruthless. Efficient. Ardam loves danger and hates idleness. He dislikes authority and hates taking orders, but does anyways, when necessary. He tries to stay one step ahead of everyone he meets, and craves knowledge like an alcoholic craves whiskey. He enjoys authority, values intelligence and determination, and hates conceit. He is prideful, but strives to know himself better. He craves freedom, and sees his work as a means to that particular end. He appreciates innovation and dislikes dogma, but thinks poorly of those who ignore proven successes to appear clever and creative. He is quick to become the friend of people, but truly cares for few anymore. To Ardam, all things are fungible, and ends justify means, depending on the benefit of the end and the sacrifice of the means. He’s the kind of man who likes snow in summer, or playing across from a cheating Sabacc dealer. He is the kind of person who cringes when things are replaced just because they are old, and cringes when people cringe when the old is clung to without reason. He values success and efficacy over nostalgia or neophilia.

Equipment
Special Items: A suit of restored, antique, Mandalorian body armor. Three lightsabers, proof of his previous successes. Major Cybernetic Augmentation.
Weapons: A bevy of anti-personnel weapons, specialized at killing force-sensitives. A large-caliber sniper rifle, a combustion revolver, a blaster shotgun. Flash, gas, frag grenades. A vibroblade. Landmines, a rocket launcher, a heavy repeating blaster.

Supernatural
Force Sensitive: No
Force Powers: None.

Background
History: Ardam's history is a common one. He was born in a small village, on the Agri World of Sagma, to a mother and father who were not ready to accept the constantly rising taxes of a government light-years away. He watched his parents rebel, along with uncountable thousands of others, and watched them have the honor of being cut down by the brilliant blue blades of the 'defenders of peace and justice'. Orphaned, he fled from consoling family members and struck out on his own, beset by grief and rage made only more burning by his utter impotence. He fled into the city, taking shelter in the poor and destitute parts of the sprawl, begging and eventually stealing to feed himself. Like countless homeless children, he was inducted into a rebel group, and unlike the rest knew that he wanted revenge for those who had been taken from him.

He grew quickly, forced to mature through a life of danger without the protection of family or the law. He learned to shoot and stab and hide. He came to love the thrill, the changeable and chaotic world of those who live on the edges of society. He came to love technology, weapons of all kinds. He pestered the illegal gunsmiths to teach him, and learned quickly. He stole books from libraries and magazines from stands to fuel his fascination, and by his fifteenth birthday became not only a valuable soldier for his Commandante but an indispensable weapon-smith.

His seventeenth birthday marked the start of another common story. It couldn't have been predicted: one attack too far, on one person too powerful, and the next day soldiers of the Circle, with a saber-wielding human at their front, come to enforce their peace and disperse the revolutionaries who had been family to Ardam. No-one will ever know who fired the first shot, but Ardam fired the last. The corpses of his friends around him, the less loyal fled, an old slugthrower in his hand. He got lucky, he knows that now: how the Knight didn't see it coming is beyond him, but for all it's power the force didn't stop that one bullet.
Ardam fled, of course. Took what gear he could and left. Years of scraping by on the edge of the galaxy, taking whatever jobs came his way, selling his deadly services for money, the taken saber always on him, never used. He never joined another rebellion: he was weak, unready, unable to make the difference he wanted to. He got better, at lightning speed. He spent his resources on weapons, a dozen cyber-surgeries, replacing muscles and nerves with servos and optical fiber. Fifteen standard years later, with two more sabers added to his collection, Ardam has found himself in a little corner of the galaxy, one in which, unbeknownst to him, a new destiny would face him.

Tl;Dr: Professional Revolutionary Street-Samurai who knows a hundred ways to murder Jedi, and loves doing it.

[Shard]

I like him, and in your history I can clearly see that you've spent time reading the OP. If we get a Jedi in the group, I would love to see the interaction these two would have. The Circle is what would be considered the "New Jedi", aka, a corrupt Jedi order using the Light side of the force to a fanatical and oppressing level.

I have two requirements for this character. I like him and I like to have a hardened, battle scarred warrior in the group. However, while I accept that he has all those weapons, he will only be able to walk around with a logical amount of them equipped at once.

Also, with this amount of experience and money he has acquired, I would have to ask you to up his age to his thirties. All the weapons and armour this guy is carrying around could be considered overpowered, but I trust that you use it responsibly.

I will notify you if we see things get out of hand.

Change his age, and then you can post him in the character section with what I have said in mind.

[Shard]

Welcome Subject Zero.

[Zugzwang]

On the topic of "carrying too much shit around", it won't be a problem. Being a no-fun-allowed asshat, realism is important to me. As for 'overpowered', I think I might disagree, in that a decade of talented and largely successful mercenary work seems like it would be sufficient for what is on offer, and what is there strikes me as what someone both paranoid and creative would want to hand if they're going to fight a Super Space Wizard, but I am not adverse to trimming it down and increasing the age. Weaponry is really not that expensive, and him living on the minimum necessary to push his shekels into a suit of armor and the very common cyber-augmentation of the star wars universe made sense to me, logistically speaking.

I'll make the edits right away.

[Shard]

On the topic of "carrying too much shit around", it won't be a problem. Being a no-fun-allowed asshat, realism is important to me. As for 'overpowered', I think I might disagree, in that a decade of talented and largely successful mercenary work seems like it would be sufficient for what is on offer, and what is there strikes me as what someone both paranoid and creative would want to hand if they're going to fight a Super Space Wizard, but I am not adverse to trimming it down and increasing the age. Weaponry is really not that expensive, and him living on the minimum necessary to push his shekels into a suit of armor and the very common cyber-augmentation of the star wars universe made sense to me, logistically speaking.

I'll make the edits right away.

@Zugzwang

Cool, go ahead and post him in the Character section. We're three now. Two more and we're ready. One of those two spots is reserved for a character connected to both mine and Subject Zero. Hopefully I will have an IC reply up tomorrow since it's night time here.

[Shard]

I added that trained force users (including beginners) are able to use basic telekinesis as a force power automatically, excluding the other two. The reason behind this is that Telekinesis is essentially the very first thing you learn if you know how to use the force. If you are not trained in the force and in case of my character, cannot conjure it actively, two force powers are what you get.

Also, I added in the rules that if the RP doesn't progress (aka a lack of posts) in a few days, I will progress it.

[The_written_John]

Still a slot open for me?

Any requirements I need to keep in mind if i make my character? I saw yosaid somthing about connections?

I was the kushiban in th cancelled rp, though im curious if youd rather i rp my jedi kushiban Errickos or the Human Heretic/Outcast, Zelaff? If you saw what i wrote about him in my chars backstory before (if you saw it that is xp)

[Shard]

Since I invited you before, you're welcome ^^

You can play whoever you wish. Just remember that force users are hunted to be either killed or brainwashed. And remember that this is a High - Casual RP so the standards are a bit higher ^^

[Shard]

Also, I am not going to wait for reserved spots much longer. I am willing to stretch the amount of characters to six, but if good character sheets roll in that I accept, the spots will be filled.

Also everyone, remember that first come first serve is not a thing. If your char sheet is up to par, I'll accept you.

[Subject Zero]

So is this not happening?