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Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Sep said
Looks nice, not the best combat guy doesn't seem over powered in the slightest so far. A lot of personal turmoil and knows his limits. My kinda guy. Feel free to post up.

Thank you! I'll get a post up and finish my Jedi tomorrow!

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

A uniformed guard walked near Danni's cage and peered over at the Kitsune, keeping his distance away from past experiences. He was about to yell something when he saw the bird over at the window. The guard cursed as he pulled out his tazer and shot the bird, making it fall over. "Sorry about that but it's the Manager's rules," the guard chuckled. "Even since that last break out you morons caused." Staring back at curled upon Danni the guard shook his head. Somewhat forgetting his own rules he stepped forward and folded his arms as he leaned against the cage. "Come on, now you're just getting pitiful, but definitely wouldn't go that far down after your last attempt. Speaking of which, are you ready for another round?"

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Rand tensed slightly as he felt the cage randomly shake, but kept up his song without breaking. Hold...hold...you fail and you become this thing's tool. It felt extremely hard for him and the shaking didn't help. Bringing his head down Rand accidentally saw the murders being committed. He almost become lost in the deaths and the accusatory graves. Rand shirked back and continued singing his sailor tune, trying to keep calm. Right right, the best ways to prevent mental breakdown...oh I don't like those options, the hunter thought, but realized there really wasn't any other choice. Either he could embrace the breakdown and try to recover as best as possible, or almost literally force himself to embrace the deaths and be happy with them. Neither seemed good, but the latter seemed like the best. It could throw off X and maybe open up opportunity to mentally prepare himself more. This is going to be awful but fortunately he can't read minds and only destroy them, Rand thought, then burst out laughing. He pointed at the dying supernatural and clapped his hands, going through with enjoying the murders. "Yeah come on burn her to a crisp!" Rand chanted at the hunter burning female wizard. "Slice that monstrosity's head off!" To another. "Come on, more stabbing, they're not dead enough!"

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

OK, started my Jedi knight and just need to finish history. Was my other character accepted?

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Sep said
No the ratio is more along the lines to not create an influx of Padawans. I'll clarify that one up.

Ah OK, so I can create a jedi for whichever is lowest/needed so which one is that? Also finished history for Conrad.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Captain Jordan said
It is indeed. If you want to play Jedi, there's a 1:1 Jedi Knight:Jedi Padawan ratio right now for newcomers in the Enclave, but I think non-Jedi is pretty much wide open. Sep is the guy to ask if you have more detailed questions.

Awesome, just made one character minus the history! If I want to make a Jedi Knight do I need to have someone make a padawan to keep up the ratio? Or, since there's no active masters can I just make one of those?

Name: Conrad Thrain
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Born on Wayland)
Appearance:

Skills: Piloting, hand-to-hand combat, interrogation, and climbing.
Weapons: Blaster pistol and sniper rifle
Other Equipment: Datapad, slicer, comms device, and grappling hook.

History:
Conrad Thrain was born on the isolated far rim planet Wayland from workers of the Republic who were workers for maintenance of the storage that were placed on the planet. Obviously the planet was not meant for raising a child so Conrad's parents had themselves relocated within a few years and eventually found a good home on Fondor. Unfortunately the family was always struggling and eventually went into debt. Wanting to help his parents, Conrad as a 14 year old started doing work for underground organizations and quickly learned how dangerous the galaxy really was. The boy nearly lost his life several times and figured he should start learning how to survive this cruel world. He eventually learned all he could through others who would give him tips. By the age of 18 Conrad had learned a lot and was even considering to take up bounty hunting as a profession. The consideration ended quickly though as his family's debt went too far and his mother was kidnapped one night. Determined to find her, Conrad searched through all the underground networks on Fondor, but all his leads went dry. Finally, after his father's constant begging, Conrad gave up searching and the two moved off the planet, constantly travelling and working together.

When the Clone Wars began by the time Conrad was 23, him and his father decided that their time would be best spent away from the war. Because of this decision they traveled throughout outer rim planets and picked up work when they could. Determined that the war would someday catch up to them though Conrad still practiced on his fighting skills and kept his weapons up to date. Conrad's beliefs proved correct two years later when the station they were on was boarded by separatists who were out to locate a Jedi onboard the station. After a day went by with no results, the separatists became more angry and searched more aggressively. Conrad thought they went too far when they started threatening his father on suspicious items, and when two battle droids aimed their weapons Conrad knew they crossed the line and pulled out his own pistol. His father yelled "NO" as Conrad shot both droids. Alarms blared and they began running. Determined to get off the station Conrad headed for a hangar with his father. When they were almost there, the droids surrounded them and things weren't looking good. At that moment the Jedi revealed himself and destroyed the droids surrounding Conrad and his dad. The three ran to the hangar as more droids came and fired. Conrad's father was hit and fell to the ground right as they reached a ship. Unable to go back for him, Conrad was forced to leave with the Jedi. Heartbroken, Conrad sobbed for hours, blaming himself for his father's loss.

As Conrad finally spoke with the Jedi he learned more about the Republic and the Jedi order which interested him. He became great friends with the Jedi for the next six months and assisted him on several missions. Finally, when the war seemed over Conrad was going to meet up with his Jedi friend when he suddenly heard shots nearby. Running to the scene Conrad saw several clones standing over his friend's body. Outraged, Conrad fired upon the clones and was almost killed but barely got away. Conrad escaped to his ship and took off, quickly leaving the system and looking for other survivors.

Jedi Knight

Name: Mordin Nollock
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Species: Kel Dor
Appearance:

Skills(Include Force abilities/Form if applicable):

Jedi Consular
Forms; Form I Shii-Cho, Form III Soresu, Form VI Niman. Usually holds his lightsaber in reverse grip for easier ranged blocking and to focus more on force powers.
Force Powers: Core abilities. Advanced mind trick. Force deflection (without a lightsaber). Malacia (Induce dizziness and nausea). Force barrier. Force blind.

Non-jedi skills: Piloting (standard training, not great), medicine, environmental survival, and battle strategy.

Weapons: Single-bladed green lightsaber (shown in picture).
Other Equipment: Handheld holoprojector and small first aid kit.
History: As where many Kel Dors are born Mordin was born on the planet Dorin. From a very early age he was seen as one who could use and control the force. As what happens to many force-sensitive Kel Dor, Mordin was taken by the Jedi to learn and develop the force at the Jedi Temple. There Mordin was taught as a youngling and grew in his power little by little. While his force powers seemed to be better than most his lightsaber skills weren't quite up to that level, and in effect Mordin even considered never using a lightsaber and relying on the force. By that time Mordin was chosen to be a padawan to a human Jedi named Namen Clark.

For a very lengthy time Namen led Mordin on adventures throughout the galaxy on mostly peaceful negotiations, but several times there were incidents that required fighting. Finding one specific battle as an example of almost losing his life, Mordin pressed hard into studying with a lightsaber to defend himself more effectively. Here he learned the sixth form of lightsaber styles Niman and delved deeply into it. When he felt like he was adequate for the form Mordin went into Soresu to assist with his defensive side.

After the Clone War broke out Mordin was 29 and was already a Jedi Knight. Mordin already knew with his lightsaber abilities that he wouldn't be best on the front lines and in effect became a strategist who spent long hours on meditating on various plans. He worked very closely with his clone officer Sev and became fairly good friends with the clone. While Mordin wasn't in constant battles he did spend time in several where he mostly was in the back using his force powers to assist with the battle. When times called for him to wield his lightsaber Mordin was prepared and fought to his greatest to succeed.

Fighting and battle strategy were not Mordin's only use in the war. The Jedi Knight was also called on several diplomacy missions to help the war. Many times he went with his former master Namen and the two were an effective team. As one who studied more into human structure and weaknesses in the force Mordin was able to use his force powers to assist them, one time using Malacia on the guard blocking their path to become sick and start puking in order to continue. Mordin felt successful in these missions and worked hard to contribute in the war. He was one who greatly dreaded what happened next.

When on the way back from a diplomacy mission, Mordin and Namen were attacked by Separatists forces and Mordin's Jedi ship crash landed on a desolate planet below. Fortunately his ship was mostly intact along with several of the other clone's ships who were also shot down. The survivors spent the night watching the battle rage on in the sky and watched in fear as their acclamator was torn into pieces. Knowing Namen was onboard Mordin was heartbroken, but held strong to try and get off the planet. For a long time the men were stranded from communication and hid for long nights from Separatists forces searching the planet for survivors from the battle. Finally after almost a month, Mordin and the clones were able to combine parts an repair two ships, Mordin's personal Jedi Starfighter and one of the clone's ARC-170 Starfighters. Mordin and the three clones accompanying bade farewell to the rest of the survivors promising to send back help once they got into communication. Up in space Mordin traveled to a remote planet that had a small town in it. Touching down Mordin and the clones got into communication. Mordin received two strange messages from the Jedi Temple, and the clones got a certain deadly message from the Chancellor. Mordin sensed the imminent danger and pulled out his lightsaber and engaged them. The fight was over quickly and the clones were dead. Saddened by the messages and the fight, Mordin traded the two ships for a small civilian ship and left the planet, eventually finding information on Mandalore and began his journey there.

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

Carter looked inquisitively at Freya for several moments, then raised up his hands to look at them. "Old man? Why this body shouldn't be older than 30..." he muttered quietly. Should he get a new one? Possibly, but he'd have to do that later. Staring back at Freya Carter shook his head. "Figure out your memories? Now how am I supposed to even do that?" Carter spun around, sighing. Perhaps he should just get another human slave who wasn't so confusing or irrational. Or maybe he could just scare her into submission, it could work. Not yet, Carter thought, then turned back to Freya while leaning against the kitchen counter. "So you're saying that if I assist you with your memories that'll you'll stop arguing and follow my commands?" He inquired. "If so, fine, but you'll need to explain how I'm even supposed to do that."

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Sarah rolled her eyes as the ursathrope just went to sleep. Turning around she walked back to her desk when she suddenly heard the ursathrope roar. She slightly jumped from surprise but saw that the bear was still asleep. Of all the days... Sarah sighed and sat back at her desk, phoning security to deal with the ursathrope. Looking around to make sure no others were accidentally around she quietly hummed one of her own morbid songs that she based off the simple tune Drunken Sailor. When security arrived Sarah stopped her humming and pointed her thumb at the ursathrope then went back to her computer. The four security guards nodded and two pulled out silver weapons for any violent attacks. The guards went within 10 feet of the beast, then the front guard fired a taser to attempt to wake up the ursathrope.

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Rand shook a very small amount as X explained the punishment that was to be given to himself. Already he felt the influence on his mind to try to wear him down, and then he saw the graves emerging. The hunter clenched his teeth and looked down away at them, refusing to look. How was he getting out of this? Dwelling on the subject Rand came to a conclusion. This isn't about him trying to make you feel bad and terrible for killing innocent supernatural, this is his work to break you. This is where you can be exploited fool! Rand thought, thinking he was getting somewhere, then stopped. So...now what? He'll still pressure me and still shove me down. He couldn't come up with an answer. Is there a way out of this? Maybe not. Well I could just do the unexpected, Rand figured, guessing it was worth a shot. Steeling himself more, Rand began to sing. It was a stupid sailor shantie and his singing was awful, but it was all he had to work with. Leaning on his back Rand stared up out of his cage and droned on, refusing to even consider the graves. I wonder how long this'll last for...

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

Carter looked inquisitively at Freya for several moments, then raised up his hands to look at them. "Old man? Why this body shouldn't be older than 30..." he muttered quietly. Should he get a new one? Possibly, but he'd have to do that later. Staring back at Freya Carter shook his head. "Figure out your memories? Now how am I supposed to even do that?" Carter spun around, sighing. Perhaps he should just get another human slave who wasn't so confusing or irrational. Or maybe he could just scare her into submission, it could work. Not yet, Carter thought, then turned back to Freya while leaning against the kitchen counter. "So you're saying that if I assist you with your memories that'll you'll stop arguing and follow my commands?" He inquired. "If so, fine, but you'll need to explain how I'm even supposed to do that."

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Sarah rolled her eyes as the ursathrope just went to sleep. Turning around she walked back to her desk when she suddenly heard the ursathrope roar. She slightly jumped from surprise but saw that the bear was still asleep. Of all the days... Sarah sighed and sat back at her desk, phoning security to deal with the ursathrope. Looking around to make sure no others were accidentally around she quietly hummed one of her own morbid songs that she based off the simple tune Drunken Sailor. When security arrived Sarah stopped her humming and pointed her thumb at the ursathrope then went back to her computer. The four security guards nodded and two pulled out silver weapons for any violent attacks. The guards went within 10 feet of the beast, then the front guard fired a taser to attempt to wake up the ursathrope.

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Rand shook a very small amount as X explained the punishment that was to be given to himself. Already he felt the influence on his mind to try to wear him down, and then he saw the graves emerging. The hunter clenched his teeth and looked down away at them, refusing to look. How was he getting out of this? Dwelling on the subject Rand came to a conclusion. This isn't about him trying to make you feel bad and terrible for killing innocent supernatural, this is his work to break you. This is where you can be exploited fool! Rand thought, thinking he was getting somewhere, then stopped. So...now what? He'll still pressure me and still shove me down. He couldn't come up with an answer. Is there a way out of this? Maybe not. Well I could just do the unexpected, Rand figured, guessing it was worth a shot. Steeling himself more, Rand began to sing. It was a stupid sailor shantie and his singing was awful, but it was all he had to work with. Leaning on his back Rand stared up out of his cage and droned on, refusing to even consider the graves. I wonder how long this'll last for...

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Hello, is this still open?

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

OK, I should have a post up today finally. Hopefully everyone else is becoming less busy too!

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

Yeah Broby you're OK I've been getting really busy lately but my school's out next week. I should be able to get a post up later today.