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Cool ill go ahead and post and if anuone wants to train me im down
Thank you! :) I'm really excited about this RP.
edited to include a little more about the relationship. and future posts will be spread out and easier to read. (sorry about that.)
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edited my post to include a small paragraph about my character reaching biju.
Screen Name: ArcGamer
Character you wish to play: Deroke Hashadna
Race: Rodian
Faction: Currently, with the New Republic.
Background: Deroke was born in the underworld of Nar Shadaa. Being one of the last of the tetsu clan, He and his family had grown up away from the rodian homeworld. Though do to much turmoil and danger, they attempted to flee when Deroke was of the age of 16. His parents met their demise to some pirates extorting fleeing civilians from the planet. Deroke, fueled by his rodian blood, he swore to get revenge on the pirates but do to a small window of opportunity and lacking the necessary skills, He snuck onto a crowded frigate and was hauled off-world. Deroke, although used to violence and death, was not prepared to be out on his own. He cursed the pirates for making him an orphan, and cursed his parents for not raising him in a suitable environment. It wasn't until he woke up at the next space port that he realized his life would make a drastic turn. for, better or worse he knew not.
As Deroke snuck off the ship, skills he had learned from living in the undercity, he was accidentally seen by one of the crew, an older man, talking to a man in a cloak. The man yelled something and Deroke turned and almost ran into another crew member. Deroke's emotions flared up again, and when he put his hand up, he felt a small force flow through him, the crewman seemed to be shoved back aways. Shocked at this power and ability he didn't know he had, he stepped back, this time he bumped into the cloaked figure. The figure slowly dropped to knee and whispered gently to Deroke. "It's all right, young one. These men will not harm you." The cloaked figure nodded at the crewman who begrudgingly turned away. Deroke felt a calming aura and turned around to see a warm face smiling at him. "That was quite a feet you just accomplished. Where did you learn such a trick." Deroke managed to stammer a response. "It just happened...I..I d.din't know I..I could." Still smiling the cloaked figure said, "Well you seem to be either all by yourself, and in need of some guidance, I think the Jedi temple is a good place for you to learn control over your abilities." and with a knowing look said."and find some purpose to fill your life." Deroke felt like the guilt and anger he had been holding had just been struck and released. He nodded at the figure and then proceeded to board a ship and fly to the jedi temple where he would begin his new life.
Character Class (choose one): Force Sensitive(Padawan)
Items (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! What major weapons and the like does your character carry? Such as a lightsaber, a rigged Sabaac deck, a blaster pistol, vibro-knife, wookie crossbow, telescopic lenses, etc):
Currently aside from the clothes on his back, he left with the figure having no excess items, but on becoming a padawan, now carries a blue lightsaber.
Character Personality (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc):
Like most Rodians, Deroke was a hot head.Although he never grew up on Rodia or within an actual clan. He still remained apt to violence and surges of emotion. Deroke, is not one to kill without reason. His family raised him with a good moral upbringing despite, him living in the sludge of the undercity. He knows the stories of his people, but feels a disconnect from them and is not likely to have any outlying loyalty to an Rodians he encounters, the jedi at the temple became his new family. A bit competitive by nature Deroke usually competes due to a strive to prove himself more so then be the the best. He has slight manners and no real acknowledgement of authority. He still clings to thoughts of revenge for his parents, and anger at them for orphaning him, but he also blames himself for his weakness and inability to protect them.
Character Alignment (Choose one): Light side, potential for walking the line.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards:
Sample Post (write a sample post that is at least 4 paragraphs long and containing at least 3 lines of dialogue or meet the RPG Advanced guidelines of 12 lines):
Deroke woke up slowly and rubbed his eyes. *Today is the day I find out who my master will be.* He thought, half excitedly, and half groggily. He sat and turned on his bed cupping his head in his hands. He often wondered what his parents would have thought him becoming a jedi. *Would they be proud, or would they despise me.* He thought back to the stories. *They never mentioned Rodian Jedi... but there must have been some.* he thought. self justifying himself. He definitely new there were warriors and bounty hunters, like Greedo, but Jedi? Deroke pushed the thought from his head. *It doesn't matter now, I'm going to be one whether there has been or not.
He heard a sharp but quick knock on the door. He lazily jogged to the door and opened it a crack. *A messenger, probably here to inform me of the meeting.* He thought, almost proud that he had improved in that area of the force. "Excuse me sir, but Master Skywalker has told me to inform you that they will be expecting you in the main room in ten minutes."
"Thank you." Deroke said quickly, but politely. The messenger nodded and with a corner smile he added.
"Good luck." Then he turned and bustled off down the hall. *no doubt has more messages to deliver.* Deroke thought as he closed the door and began readying himself mentally, and physically. After a quick change of clothes, and a second to calm his nerves. He left his room, locked it and begin his walk to the main room. He passed by a few people here and there, most gave a polite nod but all seemed to be busy in some sort of task. He let the thoughts go just as quickly as they came and then entered the big room. *This is it.* He thought, *Remember all the things the elder jedi taught me on the ride to the temple.* He ran through the list of things, careful not to let them overcome him as he waited to be spoke to by the masters.
I was hoping I could use my sample post for my first post, and also If anyone of the jedi wanted to take me on as a padawan.
Character you wish to play: Deroke Hashadna
Race: Rodian
Faction: Currently, with the New Republic.
Background: Deroke was born in the underworld of Nar Shadaa. Being one of the last of the tetsu clan, He and his family had grown up away from the rodian homeworld. Though do to much turmoil and danger, they attempted to flee when Deroke was of the age of 16. His parents met their demise to some pirates extorting fleeing civilians from the planet. Deroke, fueled by his rodian blood, he swore to get revenge on the pirates but do to a small window of opportunity and lacking the necessary skills, He snuck onto a crowded frigate and was hauled off-world. Deroke, although used to violence and death, was not prepared to be out on his own. He cursed the pirates for making him an orphan, and cursed his parents for not raising him in a suitable environment. It wasn't until he woke up at the next space port that he realized his life would make a drastic turn. for, better or worse he knew not.
As Deroke snuck off the ship, skills he had learned from living in the undercity, he was accidentally seen by one of the crew, an older man, talking to a man in a cloak. The man yelled something and Deroke turned and almost ran into another crew member. Deroke's emotions flared up again, and when he put his hand up, he felt a small force flow through him, the crewman seemed to be shoved back aways. Shocked at this power and ability he didn't know he had, he stepped back, this time he bumped into the cloaked figure. The figure slowly dropped to knee and whispered gently to Deroke. "It's all right, young one. These men will not harm you." The cloaked figure nodded at the crewman who begrudgingly turned away. Deroke felt a calming aura and turned around to see a warm face smiling at him. "That was quite a feet you just accomplished. Where did you learn such a trick." Deroke managed to stammer a response. "It just happened...I..I d.din't know I..I could." Still smiling the cloaked figure said, "Well you seem to be either all by yourself, and in need of some guidance, I think the Jedi temple is a good place for you to learn control over your abilities." and with a knowing look said."and find some purpose to fill your life." Deroke felt like the guilt and anger he had been holding had just been struck and released. He nodded at the figure and then proceeded to board a ship and fly to the jedi temple where he would begin his new life.
Character Class (choose one): Force Sensitive(Padawan)
Items (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! What major weapons and the like does your character carry? Such as a lightsaber, a rigged Sabaac deck, a blaster pistol, vibro-knife, wookie crossbow, telescopic lenses, etc):
Currently aside from the clothes on his back, he left with the figure having no excess items, but on becoming a padawan, now carries a blue lightsaber.
Character Personality (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc):
Like most Rodians, Deroke was a hot head.Although he never grew up on Rodia or within an actual clan. He still remained apt to violence and surges of emotion. Deroke, is not one to kill without reason. His family raised him with a good moral upbringing despite, him living in the sludge of the undercity. He knows the stories of his people, but feels a disconnect from them and is not likely to have any outlying loyalty to an Rodians he encounters, the jedi at the temple became his new family. A bit competitive by nature Deroke usually competes due to a strive to prove himself more so then be the the best. He has slight manners and no real acknowledgement of authority. He still clings to thoughts of revenge for his parents, and anger at them for orphaning him, but he also blames himself for his weakness and inability to protect them.
Character Alignment (Choose one): Light side, potential for walking the line.
Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards:
Sample Post (write a sample post that is at least 4 paragraphs long and containing at least 3 lines of dialogue or meet the RPG Advanced guidelines of 12 lines):
Deroke woke up slowly and rubbed his eyes. *Today is the day I find out who my master will be.* He thought, half excitedly, and half groggily. He sat and turned on his bed cupping his head in his hands. He often wondered what his parents would have thought him becoming a jedi. *Would they be proud, or would they despise me.* He thought back to the stories. *They never mentioned Rodian Jedi... but there must have been some.* he thought. self justifying himself. He definitely new there were warriors and bounty hunters, like Greedo, but Jedi? Deroke pushed the thought from his head. *It doesn't matter now, I'm going to be one whether there has been or not.
He heard a sharp but quick knock on the door. He lazily jogged to the door and opened it a crack. *A messenger, probably here to inform me of the meeting.* He thought, almost proud that he had improved in that area of the force. "Excuse me sir, but Master Skywalker has told me to inform you that they will be expecting you in the main room in ten minutes."
"Thank you." Deroke said quickly, but politely. The messenger nodded and with a corner smile he added.
"Good luck." Then he turned and bustled off down the hall. *no doubt has more messages to deliver.* Deroke thought as he closed the door and began readying himself mentally, and physically. After a quick change of clothes, and a second to calm his nerves. He left his room, locked it and begin his walk to the main room. He passed by a few people here and there, most gave a polite nod but all seemed to be busy in some sort of task. He let the thoughts go just as quickly as they came and then entered the big room. *This is it.* He thought, *Remember all the things the elder jedi taught me on the ride to the temple.* He ran through the list of things, careful not to let them overcome him as he waited to be spoke to by the masters.
I was hoping I could use my sample post for my first post, and also If anyone of the jedi wanted to take me on as a padawan.
Ok I've got a cool idea for a character will be posting it either tonight or tomorrow.
Sweet, I'll leave it up to you when you want to the posting to begin.
Name: Rory Asuda
Age: 28
Physical Description:
kinda cheesy pic but closest I could find.
Somewhat scrawny, his uniform tended to be a big saggy as his hung down over his more fitting khakis. A bland and boring uniform, its bland tan with an orange and green stripe made his darkened bronze skin seem to stick out like a sore thumb. Underneath his annoyingly baggy shirt he wore a comfy white v-neck, that matched his ordinary yet unbelievably reliable sneakers. His mouth seemed to constantly dip down in a scowl and his dark chocolaty brown eyes peeked through his thin but somewhat long messy hair.
Role: Gas Station Attendant
Personality: Positive traits: Resourceful, Intelligent, Laid back, Witty, Cautious. Negative Traits: Condescending, Loner, Spiteful, Lazy, Callous.
Biography: Rory grew up a good kid, in fact a great kid, He always did well in school, and was liked by the community, When he got older, He enjoyed the town so much he stayed and helped by getting involved in the community and working a part time job at the gas station. His parents had moved out to a bigger city when he was 21, He sometimes felt that he didn't get enough back from the town he had looked up to so much as a kid. As the years begin to go by, as the city began to change, So did Rory. His inner thoughts and demons begin to surface, he begin to close himself off to the town, looking down at anyone who dared glance his way, After the accident, he noticed that he wasn't the only one that had changed, the people, even the town itself had seemed to warp before his eyes.
Relationships:
VLAD:The only relationship he had after his family left ,albeit a unhealthy one was with the Hotel Mogul. He used to work with vlad part time growing up. After his family left he saw vlad as a sort of father figure. It wasn't until Rory found out about the secrets he had been keeping from him that forced them to part ways. Deep down rory still looks up to Vlad but Rory's pride and Vlad's arrogance keep them from ever reconciling anytime soon.
MORRISON: Rory had seen Morrison around town, and part oh fim wished to raise his head and greet the old man, but even though Rory had good memories of him, he felt that due to his experience with Vlad that Morrison might not be able to be trusted either.
MELLORY: If there was one person Rory should feel compelled to talk to it was Mellory. Her personality seemed to wake him up from the town when ever she came in, whether or not they actually talked, Something about Mellory seemed to keep this town from sleeping forever. On a side note, Rory has been wanting a tattoo, but can't seem to get himself to ask Mellory.
AUDREY: Rory has been wanting to talk to audrey, he can sense that she means well, but isn't used to having others step into his life to help. After Vlad Rory can't help but unconsciously look down on everyone, though he never means any harm by it. Rory isn't one to usually make the first step, but he's hoping someone, most likely Audrey to shake him loose.
JOHN: Rory never talked much to John, except when he was little and attended church, but grown up He hadn't seen the need to go there, let alone talk to John. He doesn't have anything against the church leader, but no real desire to interact with either.
MONTANA "MO": Rory envied Mo a bit, Though she never talked to him much when she came for her late night munchies, He envied the way the way she seemed to not let anything get to her, at least from an outside perspective, He knew everyone in this town had their issues, but MO didn't let hers show, and he often thought about asking her to join her on a night of drinking, if for nothing other than to try to put these problems behind him.
MYLES: roray had always liked Myles. Though he didn't know him as well as his parents did, He seemed like a kind man, and a great mayor, but even rory knew that that was too good to be true. Still he tried to hold onto what he knew and that was a gentle kindness and a warm smile.
FLINT: Like Mellory, there was something also about Flint that Rory was drawn to, his rugged earthy nature, made him seem more real then the stuff he would see out of the corner of his eye, He and flint never talked, but he did enjoy the smeell of the earth he brought into the gas station with him.
Nightmare: It started in his dreams, or nightmares, but they soon became something he could see out of the corner of his eye,A tall awkwardly slender creature with long ghastly arms and huge claws, it formed a picasso like face with large grey eyes and a mouth so twisted its teeth felt like they could chew away your breath if you dared to breath. they ambled slowly making an unnerving clicking sound with their teeth.
Age: 28
Physical Description:
kinda cheesy pic but closest I could find.
Somewhat scrawny, his uniform tended to be a big saggy as his hung down over his more fitting khakis. A bland and boring uniform, its bland tan with an orange and green stripe made his darkened bronze skin seem to stick out like a sore thumb. Underneath his annoyingly baggy shirt he wore a comfy white v-neck, that matched his ordinary yet unbelievably reliable sneakers. His mouth seemed to constantly dip down in a scowl and his dark chocolaty brown eyes peeked through his thin but somewhat long messy hair.
Role: Gas Station Attendant
Personality: Positive traits: Resourceful, Intelligent, Laid back, Witty, Cautious. Negative Traits: Condescending, Loner, Spiteful, Lazy, Callous.
Biography: Rory grew up a good kid, in fact a great kid, He always did well in school, and was liked by the community, When he got older, He enjoyed the town so much he stayed and helped by getting involved in the community and working a part time job at the gas station. His parents had moved out to a bigger city when he was 21, He sometimes felt that he didn't get enough back from the town he had looked up to so much as a kid. As the years begin to go by, as the city began to change, So did Rory. His inner thoughts and demons begin to surface, he begin to close himself off to the town, looking down at anyone who dared glance his way, After the accident, he noticed that he wasn't the only one that had changed, the people, even the town itself had seemed to warp before his eyes.
Relationships:
VLAD:The only relationship he had after his family left ,albeit a unhealthy one was with the Hotel Mogul. He used to work with vlad part time growing up. After his family left he saw vlad as a sort of father figure. It wasn't until Rory found out about the secrets he had been keeping from him that forced them to part ways. Deep down rory still looks up to Vlad but Rory's pride and Vlad's arrogance keep them from ever reconciling anytime soon.
MORRISON: Rory had seen Morrison around town, and part oh fim wished to raise his head and greet the old man, but even though Rory had good memories of him, he felt that due to his experience with Vlad that Morrison might not be able to be trusted either.
MELLORY: If there was one person Rory should feel compelled to talk to it was Mellory. Her personality seemed to wake him up from the town when ever she came in, whether or not they actually talked, Something about Mellory seemed to keep this town from sleeping forever. On a side note, Rory has been wanting a tattoo, but can't seem to get himself to ask Mellory.
AUDREY: Rory has been wanting to talk to audrey, he can sense that she means well, but isn't used to having others step into his life to help. After Vlad Rory can't help but unconsciously look down on everyone, though he never means any harm by it. Rory isn't one to usually make the first step, but he's hoping someone, most likely Audrey to shake him loose.
JOHN: Rory never talked much to John, except when he was little and attended church, but grown up He hadn't seen the need to go there, let alone talk to John. He doesn't have anything against the church leader, but no real desire to interact with either.
MONTANA "MO": Rory envied Mo a bit, Though she never talked to him much when she came for her late night munchies, He envied the way the way she seemed to not let anything get to her, at least from an outside perspective, He knew everyone in this town had their issues, but MO didn't let hers show, and he often thought about asking her to join her on a night of drinking, if for nothing other than to try to put these problems behind him.
MYLES: roray had always liked Myles. Though he didn't know him as well as his parents did, He seemed like a kind man, and a great mayor, but even rory knew that that was too good to be true. Still he tried to hold onto what he knew and that was a gentle kindness and a warm smile.
FLINT: Like Mellory, there was something also about Flint that Rory was drawn to, his rugged earthy nature, made him seem more real then the stuff he would see out of the corner of his eye, He and flint never talked, but he did enjoy the smeell of the earth he brought into the gas station with him.
Nightmare: It started in his dreams, or nightmares, but they soon became something he could see out of the corner of his eye,A tall awkwardly slender creature with long ghastly arms and huge claws, it formed a picasso like face with large grey eyes and a mouth so twisted its teeth felt like they could chew away your breath if you dared to breath. they ambled slowly making an unnerving clicking sound with their teeth.
Sweet! I'm excited for this RP. Did you want me to start on a character sheet?
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