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@Pyromania99We're doing a rolecall; are you still with us?
DAMN THE TORPEDOS, PROFILE INBOUND
I guess we have to let this guy in P:
Howdy fellas: Sadly, I think I'mma have to drop out. I'm not feeling the character anymore, and my attention is largely somewhere else. I don't particularly want to play the only military type in a jedi RP, too. So y'all have fun, but I think I'mma duck out.
Name: Lu Species: Selonian Age: 28 Rank/Title: Technical Recon Commando Planet of Origin/Birth: Selonia Force Sensitive Y/N: N Appearance: Lu is a typical infertile female of her kind, if perhaps a bit on the brawny and bottom-heavy side, though even that is nothing but the result of genetics and concentrated effort to build strength. She stands just under 2 meters in height, covered entirely in black fur but for white skunk-like markings along her sides and on her head. Her sept is shorter-muzzled than average, giving her a look much closer to that of an earth otter than to that of a rat. Lu wears only the most practical clothing, typically consisting of nothing but armor, Wolf, and perhaps a cloak if discretion is advised. She brings no other clothes with her, and is generally ambivalent about appearing naked before other races. If required of her, though, she’s willing to wear whatever is suitable to the climate, with no particular fashion sense but that she dislikes highly-saturated colors and shoes. Skills/Abilities/Talents/Training: - Well-trained natural knack for inventing and fixing things; if it has wires or chips, she’s the one for the job - Decent combat capability, both in the standard methods of a Republic Trooper and in the more savage, melee methods of her kind - Lu can speak basic; not a great feat for many species, but not particularly common-place among Selonians - Lu inherits the basic traits of her race: extreme dexterity, natural quickness, and good eyesight even in the dark Equipment: - A robotic jump pack/personal shield generator/minimal exoskeleton/artificial intelligence, named Wolf - Two robotic plasma chakram, capable of returning to her after being thrown and of linking to her hud to provide her with scout capabilities - Impact-specific armor, designed to be used in tandem with a ray shield. Its specialty is in deflecting and minimizing the damage caused by physical weapons, as the shield takes care of blaster fire - A customized anti-armor blaster rifle; using mechanics dangerously close to those of illegal disruptor rifles, this rifle is technically legal but still capable of penetrating many armors that would block default blaster fire - Mechanic toolkit, including a portable plasma welder and various materials and tools that are generally helpful to have around for scrapping together something useful - A large supply of thermal detonators and breach charges Psych profile: Lu is a tad more brutal even than is normal for a Selonian warrior. She generally operates in an ends-justify-the-means mode, with perhaps a dash of sadism thrown in for good measure. She has no qualms about killing, or torturing, or pillaging and murdering, as long as it’s for what she deems a “good cause.” She does not consider herself a horrible person, though. She just seems only to care about those close to her, and everyone else can just die. If you are in her little family group, she will be selfless and motherly, though stern and unforgiving. She holds herself to high standards, and expects others to meet only slightly lower ones. Each death of someone whom she has accepted into her temporary den has hit her hard. As the war has dragged on and on and casualties have increased, Lu has become only more extreme; her callous nature toward outsiders is worse, and her doting attention for the insiders is even greater. Her den’s size has shrunk, but those still left and those she adds to the number are people for whom she would lay down her life and the lives of thousands of innocents to save. Lu is not unkind to those who are on her side but not in her den, though “cold” might describe her well. She can be funny and helpful, but such affections are temporary and entirely dependent on her present mood and one’s good standing with her and her den. History: Each Selonian is assigned a purpose in life from a young age. For Lu, engineering was the field set before her by a bevy of psychological tests at the age of four. Sadly, there simply wasn’t enough to keep her occupied in just one field. While her peers struggled to grasp concepts, she would learn them quickly and then apply them practically even faster. So it was that the odd came about; a Selonian child had simply too much time on her hands. To fill it, she did the natural thing; she followed her friends to their classes. As the lessons became harder, they took more time, and soon Lu had to narrow her education down to just the three things which intrigued her most; making things, fighting things, and learning about things from other galaxies. Her broad education resulted in a rather unique and advantageous skillset. She could speak directly to aliens with her learning in Basic, she could spar with her bored friends during off time, and she could do her real job quite well. This skillset recommended Lu to a position that the Selonians were missing dearly: namely, that of a soldier in the Republican armies. As the Great Sith War came to an end and the Republic attempted to revitalize its wrecked military, the Overden saw an opportunity to cultivate good relations with their galactic masters in the form of a tribute. At the age of 18, Lu was admitted into the Academy with great pomp and circumstance, the first Selonian to ever enlist. She found adjustment difficult. Before, she had been surrounded by others like herself, her den or her further relatives in the Overden. Now, she found herself in the constant company of odd furless creatures who mistook her for a tall Drall more often than not. But she was decent at adapting to new things, and eventually managed to find herself at home even so far from her planet. Her main coping mechanism was to gather a close-knit group of friends, whom she viewed as her surrogate den. But for all the good adjustment that she did, her time in the student ranks gave perhaps good reason for a continued segregation of Selonian warriors from Republic soldiers. Her ferocity in battle simulations, sometimes resulting in injuries and even once nearly in a fatality, regularly offended her more-refined teachers. When she graduated, she was recommended to a unit more in tune with her “special needs,” and was thrown into the mishmash group of non-humans who made up IRSOG-9. They fought at Suurja, helped repel the Mandalorians at Ithor and Iridonia. Their contributions to the war were tactical and uncredited, but for them, it was fine. Most of them came out alive, and that was good enough. And then they were deployed to shuttle in to Gthrak. Relationships and Acquaintances: IRSOG-9: a misfit group of skilled-but-undisciplined soldiers who were sent, like other IRSOG units, for the important stuff. Their team was forged through fire and death, and though they had been in plenty of ill-fortuned missions, their squad managed to have some of the lowest death tolls among IRSOG units. Wolf: Wolf is Lu’s AI, built into a practical robotic body. He controls her chakram, performs whatever hacking she needs done, provides on-the-fly battle diagnostics, and gives her one friend who will never leave her; he’s secured to her by an exoskeleton, after all. He’s chipper, cool-headed, and all-around a decent foil and stabilizing influence for Lu’s aggressive emotions.
Art class? Ravira looked around awkwardly at her teammates when they found out just what they'd be doing with their mornings, but as with everyone else, she eventually came to realize that this was in fact real life, and that they would, in fact, be spending their mornings "having fun." At least they wouldn't be forced to use a particular medium; after all, she thought that most things would probably be hard to do with just one hand, and not even her dominant one, at that. Breakfast had been enough of an almost-disaster as it was, what with her constantly almost spilling her cereal on herself; she didn't particularly want to be graded on her ability to draw straight lines or make complex pottery. Or, as was her partner's case, draw elegant runes into pottery. Now that she thought of it, it was great luck that her semblance had nothing to do with runes; didn't that sort of thing require a lot of precision in drawing? Ravira supposed that she was lucky; things could have been much worse, after all. But oh dear, here she was thinking morbid thoughts when there was apparently art that needed doing! She walked over and grabbed a large piece of paper; and, after looking through the art supplies, grabbed a cup of ink. She had to make a second trip, but soon she had ink, a brush, paper, and some red paint. Time to get to work! She unscrewed the cap from the ink, and carefully, shakily, dripped some onto the paper. More came out that she would have liked: a lot more, and she watched in slight horror as the paper became a soppy blackened mess. She picked it up and looked around awkwardly for a moment as ink dripped from it onto the table. She smiled at anyone who glanced her way; obviously this was intended, yes. Now look away; nothing to see here.
Name: Ravira Tudios Age: 15 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: (Sorry, no image at this time; I haven’t had time to make one) Ravira is very slightly taller than average, standing at 5’5” and already finished growing. She’s 120 pounds, but with a classic pear shape; she has skinny arms and a thin shoulders, average breasts, a high waist, and larger buttocks and thighs. Her fashion sense and armor tend to balance or hide her proportions, though, so she generally does a good job of avoiding rude comments about her shapeliness. Ravira just started wearing full armor after the initiation. She wears plate breastplate, shoulder and leg guards, and greaves; all over an undersuit of chainmail. Only her hands and face are uncovered; her hands because she needs them free to attack, and her face because she puts down her armored hood and mask while not in combat. Oh… and she’s only got one arm. Ravira recently lost her left upper appendage in an accident. She ties up the left sleeve of whatever she’s wearing so that it doesn’t flop about quiet so much. Personality: Ravira is a happy-go-lucky, slightly crazy, fun individual. She makes friends easily and does everything with them; she seems to dislike being alone, so she’ll often tag along with whomever happens to be doing the most fun thing for the next few hours. Ravira is also very adamant in her beliefs. She’s like that one kid on campus who won’t stop telling you that you need to join the Church of Latter Day Saints, and she’s willing to argue with anyone at any time. It’s not because she dislikes you, it’s just that you’re wrong, and she simply must fix that! But Ravira isn’t all fun and friendliness; if you want her to do something that she’s morally against, she’s not going to do it with you. If you stand in the way of doing what she thinks is right, she might just bowl you over. It’s possible that getting out of the way and nodding with fake enthusiasm might save you from her puny wrath at some point. Or, maybe you could just take it, and laugh at how much it tickles. Weapons: Ravira’s weapon is her magic; she can channel power wildly in a general direction and it might hurt someone if she manages to hit them enough. But that’s not particularly helpful. So, she uses a staff to channel her magic. This focuses her attack into a laser-like accuracy, while also providing the added benefit of allowing her to combine it with the power of Dust. Depending upon which type of Dust she slots, her attacks are granted additional effects. And she can whack things with her staff, but she’s not particularly good at the close combat thing. Semblance: Righteous Burst Ravira channels, building up power. She can choose a target to unleash this power on, providing the target with a shield proportional to the amount of power she has gathered. Not all of the power goes into the shield; the excess energy bursts out from her target, knocking back enemies and shielding allies with a power and radius proportional to the cast’s power. Strengths: Ravira makes friends easily Ravira has naturally high Aura, allowing her to tank extra damage and cast more spells than average Ravira wears heavy armor, further protecting her from incoming damage She has a lot of supportive ability Ravira can deal a lot of damage if the enemy leaves her alone and she’s able to channel her magic attacks uninterrupted Weaknesses: Ravira is missing an arm. Simple things that others take for granted can be difficult tasks for her Ravira has some antisocial tendancies that might make her quickly made allies wary of her Ravira is extremely stubborn, and if she thinks that something is the right course of action, she will be very hard to sway from it. She would rather waste everyone’s time arguing about something or throwing a fit than to cave Ravira has very low burst damage. All of her damage potential is over time, so she can’t really deal with someone who is attacking her directly Ravira has to stop attacking to channel her semblance; this makes her an especially bad solo combatant Ravira is not a decent close-combat fighter [Theme Song](https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/20035543/Random/Hymn.mp3)
Haha oh darn; guess that's what I get for being a slowpoke. I'll hold off posting until you put your thing up, then ^.^
Just talked to Chandy, he informs me that the reboot is not happening :(
I am here!
I am capable of posting, though I've just started a job and am doing major revisions to my house atm, so I suppose that things could be a bit unstable.
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