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03.29.2012 , 08:36 AM | #91
Imperial Agent
Species/Race: Human
Middle Name: None
Last Name:
Nickname: Cipher Nine, Nightshrike (callsign)
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: 13 BTC
Place of Birth: Begeren
Age: 21 (assuming the game starts in 8 ATC)
Height: 6'2
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Ashe blonde, cut short and neat
Facial Appearance: A strong jaw with well-proportioned facial features and a light scar across his face from a vibroblade, a painful souvenir of the the harsh Academy training
Eye Color: Steel grey
Body Appearance: Tall, slender, and incredibly fit
Home Planet: Begeren
Current Residence: The Imperial Intelligence X-70B Phantom prototype Shadow
Allegiance: The Empire, his crew (Kaliyo Djannis, Vector Hyllis, Dr. Eckhard Lokin, Ensign Raina Temple, SCORPIO)
Profession: Imperial agent, sniper, technology and weapons specialist
Armor/Clothes: Advanced light combat armor
Primary Weapon(s): A custom-built sniper rifle
Secondary Weapon(s): A custom-built electrified vibroblade, an assortment of grenades, corrosive darts, a portable shield generator, explosive charges, and an armory of probes
Miscellaneous Item(s): Nothing more than he will need for his mission, barring items scavenged from his targets, and a significant stash of credits

Biography: Born on Begeren in 13 BTC, he was orphaned at a young age. He lived on the streets until he turned eighteen, then enlisted in the Imperial Academy as soon as he could. He graduated top of his class, and joined Imperial Intelligence. He was soon dispatched to Hutta for a top-secret mission...

Personality: Brave, and willing to fight for what he believes, yet quietly efficient, he has a strong sense of duty, and will always try to complete his mission to the letter, but will sacrifice this to do what he feels is right. Great personal discipline and a rigid sense of honor are both traits he respects in others and practices in himself, and these allow him to always make the morally right choice, not just the easy one. A fierce hatred of the Sith will cause him to deviate from his moral compass, though, and he will be often act openly defiant to his Sith superiors.
Cipher Nine out.

HavocMaster's Avatar

03.29.2012 , 08:41 AM | #92
Double post, sorry.
Cipher Nine out.

Darth_Solrac's Avatar

03.31.2012 , 08:15 PM | #93
Species/Race: Human.
Name: Markos.
Middle Name: Juros.
Last Name: Solrac.
Nickname: None.
Gender: Male.
Date of Birth: (28 years before whatever BBY SWTOR started in)
Place of Birth: Capital City, Naboo.
Age: 28 years.
Height: 5'10.
Weight: 170 lbs.
Hair Color/Style: brownish black.
Facial Appearance: Pale (normal/pale Dark Side).
Eye Color: Hazel (yellow/red when immersed in Dark Side).
Body Appearance: Medium build.
Home Planet: Naboo.
Current Residence: Kass City, Dromund Kass.
Allegiance: 1. Himself. 2. Sith Order. 3. Family. 4. Dark Side. 5. Sith Empire
Profession: Lord of the Sith (Inquisitor/Sorcerer).
Lightsaber duel style: Customized Niman/Makashi hybrid.
Armor/Clothes: Lord's Force Invoker's Vestments & robe. Supreme Sorcerer's gloves, boots, bracers, & sash.
Primary Weapon(s): Supreme Sorcerer's Lightsaber.
Secondary Weapon(s): Force Lightning & related Dark Side abilities.
Miscellaneous Item(s): Relics of sorts.


Born into the merchant turned politician family of Juros & Marleania Solrac, Markos Solrac was taken by the Jedi Order at 5 to train after being discovered as force sensitive. From 5-18, Solrac trained as a Jedi Padawan in the order, believing in & studying their code & history thoroughly. Shortly after his 18th birthday, Solrac faced the Jedi Trials. He passed, & was subsequently dubbed Jedi, Knight of the Republic. From 18-23, Solrac's Jedi Masters & teachers began to notice slow but sure, & worrying changes in him. He stopped sitting in on Galactic Senate sessions. He cited that it was obvious the Senate "was becoming ever more corrupt, greedy, hypocritical, but worst of all Master, indecisive." He began asking why the Republic wasn't more quickly, & aggressively engaging the Sith Empire, sworn enemy of the Republic. While sensing their threat, Solrac could also, be it faintly, sense the power emanating from the very essence of the Dark Side that sustained the empire. Solrac began to desire more power, a better title, etc. to protect himself from anything he deemed hostile to him, those he cared about, what he cared about. These changes were gradual yes, but began the domino effect in what is now recorded as Darth Solrac's infamous fall to the Dark Side.

Solrac began strongly, & vocally objecting to the Jedi ban on marriage, sex, & on ambition in general. What Solrac saw as stagnant decay, his order saw as peace, & stability. After he turned 26, now 'rogue' labeled Jedi Knight Solrac had had enough. He was done trying to reason with his Masters, convince them. He was convinced the Jedi Order wasn't moving quickly, or rightly enough to counter the threats to the Republic, which he was now also becoming disillusioned with. The high courts poisoned the Senate, & the Senate was poisoning the general public. It was all going wrong to him. Solrac busted into a session of the Jedi Council, & unleashed verbally upon them all, including the Grand Master, Satele Shan. They had had it. Markos Solrac was stripped of Knight rank, & banished from the Jedi Order. He was 24 then.

Scorned, & now full of anger & vindictive spite, Solrac left Courascant. He didn't know where to go, not home in disgraceful failure surely. He began to literally gravitate towards the power he felt animating from the unknown regions, the dark regions. Solrac swore revenge on the Jedi Order, & the Republic too if it now got in his way. He decided to seek out true power, which would enable his true revenge, & therefore true justice.

He is increasingly curious & concerned over his younger brother's direction as well. His only remaining real link to his family, past, & specks of light that remain within....

(To be continued/edited, work in progress here)
Nobody expects the Sith Inquisition!
Guild: Imperial Army.
Darth (Markos) Solrac: LV 50, Dark Sith Sorcerer.
Draykos Solrac: LV 29, Dark grey Jedi Guardian.

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04.01.2012 , 11:25 PM | #94
Species/Race: Zabrak
Name: Khaseer
Last Name: Vasili
Nickname: "Big Guy" Is the only Nickname he has ever tolerated. And only from his wife.
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Hair Color/Style: No hair, four horns
Facial Appearance: Strong Jaw, Facial Tattoos, Scars rumored to be the result of injuries sustained after insulting a Wookie's mother while beating him at pazzak and telling him to get a haircut, the actual cause stems from a brief (and not very successful) career in illegal speeder racing in his teen years on Nar Shadaa
Eye Color: Orange
Body Appearance: Large, Fit
Home Planet: Grew up on Nar Shadaa, not in a "home" sense
Current Residence: His Ship
Allegiance: Credits, probably his wife
Profession: Bounty Hunter, Pilot, Armstech
Armor/Clothes: Heavy
Primary Weapon(s): 2 custom built blaster pistols
Secondary Weapon(s): Thermal Detonator, Rail Gun, Flame Thrower, various missiles
Miscellaneous Item(s): Jet Pack, small vanity collection of speeder bikes

Khaseer "the Heartless". Eldest of two siblings, orphaned in the war. They fell in with a gang on Nar Shadaa where he developed his knack for hunting and love of credits. When his little brother vanished in a raid, Khaseer opted to sever ties and follow his own path. With no family to speak of, and no loyalties tying him down, the only things that mattered to Khaseer were money, a ship, and weapons, lots of weapons. This drive led him to seek admission to the great hunt, and from there the story gets very public, and very very messy.

Khaseer's marriage to his long time companion Mako is something of an enigma, as the man would typically sell his loyalties to whomever offers the fattest paycheck. Khaseer is all about the paycheck, and has no qualms about his targets or the reasons for their capture or untimely demise. The only displays of mercy seem to occur when Mako accompanies him, and even then it is only to keep her happy.

While he doesn't typically go for luxury, Khaseer insists on maintaining a fast, extremely well armed ship, and state of the art arms and armor. Admittedly however, he is a sucker for a good land speeder, and keeps a small fleet for both business and pleasure.

Since his last extremely high profile hunt, Khaseer has been reported as taking contracts on Alderaan, Voss, and even far off Hoth and Ilum. He has been seen mostly accompanied by his mysterious crew-mate Gault, and the notorious gangster Skadge. Mako has been conspicuous in her absence, which has fueled rumors that she may be with child.

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04.02.2012 , 12:07 AM | #95
Species/Race: Sith Pureblood
Name: Stagenn
Middle Name: [N/A]
Last Name: Mora
Nickname: Usurper, Sith Emperor, The Dark One
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: 26 Years before Cold War
Place of Birth: Kaas City
Age: 30
Height: 6 ft 3 in
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Unknown (Always covered by hood)
Facial Appearance: Unknown (Always wears a mask)
Eye Color: Unknown (Face covered by mask)
Body Appearance: Tall, Fit
Home Planet: Dromund Kaas
Current Residence: Emperor's Palace
Allegiance: Imperial
Profession: Usurper of The Sith Emperor
Armor/Clothes: Dark, intimidating robes, blank mask
Primary Weapon(s): Force Lightning
Secondary Weapon(s): Black Lightsaber
Miscellaneous Item(s):

Biography: Born in Kaas City, Stagenn showed great aptitude in the force, lifting and destroying a 5 story building at age 2. Stagenn was immediately sent to Korriban after this where he trained to become a sith lord. At age 7, Stagenn finished his training and killed his master. Stagenn then meditated on the dark side for years with no food and just the force to keep him alive. At the age of 20, Stagenn awoke from his trance and traveled to the Emperor's Palace. He killed the Sith Emperor and all who stood in his way. Emperor Stagenn has since then ruled for 10 years with many people opposing him, these people soon learned the full power of the dark side as Stagenn slowly crushed them to death. Nobody knows what caused Stagenn to usurp the throne, some people say that he was hungry for power, others say he had a vision while meditating that showed him that he would have to kill the Emperor. To this day however, only Stagenn knows the true cause of this act and is now planning his personal attack on the Republic with the force as his only weapon and with no support from the Imperial Army or other sith. (2 years later...) Stagenn's attack was successful and he brought down the Jedi Order and the Republic using only the raw power of the force, the people of the Empire have now come to accept him as their almighty ruler and he shall rule the sith forever.

Additional Information:
- Stagenn is a Sith Sorceror
- Stagenn disbanded the Dark Council
- Stagenn is the most powerful sith in the galaxy
- Stagenn can move planets using the force
- Stagenn can control a person for as long as he wants
- Stagenn killed the Dread Masters by using only force lightning
-He destroyed Coruscant by making it collide with a black hole
Stagenn - Sith Sorcerer lvl 50 - The Harbinger
Stagenn - Sith Marauder lvl 50 - Pot5
Raythirs - Sith Assassin - lvl 50 - Pot5

quantumsheep's Avatar

04.02.2012 , 01:41 AM | #96
Name: Hicks
Species/Race: Human/Cyborg
Gender: Male
Age: 41
Hair Color/Style: Grey
Facial Appearance: 5 o'clock shadow, huge three claw scar down one side, cyborg eyepatch over one eye.
Eye Color: One, brown.
Body Appearance: Muscular
Home Planet: Tatooine
Current Residence: BT-7 Thunderclap "Hadley's Hope"
Allegiance: Republic
Profession: Combat medic (honourable discharge from the Republic armed forces)
Armor/Clothes: Wears jedi clothing e.g. long hooded cloak
Primary Weapon(s): Assault Cannon "Laura"
Secondary Weapon(s): Blaster pistol
Miscellaneous Item(s): Med packs, Kolto bombs, medical probes


He missed her smile the most.

They'd been together a long time. Eight years or more. Young and in love, nothing could stop them. They fought side by side in clandestine operations against the Empire.

He'd always run in charging, assault cannon blasting, and she always had his back, healing his wounds, making him unstoppable, despite his recklessness...

No-one has his back now. And this wound just won't heal.

He closes his eyes, and sees her… remembers...

"It's ok," she mouths and smiles softly. That glorious smile… then drops to her knees, the Sith Assassin behind her suddenly revealed, lightsaber glowing blood red.. the pain in her eyes… the tears… the life extinguished… her body flopping to the ground with her last gasp...

He screams out her name, runs to her through laser bolts and explosions, closer and closer, then suddenly knocked back harshly by the Assassin's dark power, head striking a wall, unconscious, dead to the galaxy…

Dead to the galaxy. If only…

He woke in a Kolto tank… for which he was glad, not because of its healing properties. Not because he was alive. But because, for five days and nights suspended in that liquid, no-one could see his constant flow of tears.

It wasn't enough to save him of course. Not completely. His face was badly scarred down one side, a cybernetic patch replacing the eye he'd lost.

He emerged from the medbay a different man, forever changed. And the mental scars would run longer and deeper than any physical wounds ever could.

Unable to deal with her loss he earned an honourable discharge and set out across the galaxy, alone, to find her killer…

It's been 10 years since she died. Ten long, hard years of waking from a perfect dream with her. Of, for a second, looking for her beside him as he wakes before reality comes crashing back. Of sleeping less and less, unable to cope with her absence… unable to live without her smile.

Now under no-one's command, he roams the galaxy, a rogue agent, fighting imperials where he can, but mostly trying to keep others alive, hoping to spare them his own pain.

Hiring smugglers and Jedi for years to help track down the Sith that killed his partner, he is fuelled by vengeance and loss. A lethal combination in someone so highly trained…

And in his darkest hours, alone, he closes his eyes and sees her smile. That beautiful smile he cannot live without.

And it gives him strength. It gives him courage. It gives him hope.
The Progenitor
Hicks /Soir/Quantumsheep/Gradius/Huddson/Galaga
What I DO

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04.02.2012 , 07:51 PM | #97
Species/Race: Human, Dantooinian
Name: Kyou
Middle Name: N/A
Last Name: Nabaat
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: 19 BTC
Place of Birth: Family farm on the grasslands of Dantooine
Age: 19 (0 ATC), 29 (end of consular story)
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 128 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Long, dark brown hair often held up in a ponytail
Facial Appearance: Heart-shaped face, and pale aqua-colored eyes
Body Appearance: Only slightly taller than an average human female, atheletically slender, defined feminine curves, and possessing a gentle aura surrounding her
Home Planet: Dantooine
Current Residence: on the move as a Jedi, exiled on Dantooine later in life
Allegiance: Jedi Order, The Galactic Republic
Profession: Jedi Consular, Master, Barsen'thor of the Order
Armor/Clothes: Standard dark brown Jedi robes
Primary Weapon(s): "The Force is my ally, and a powerful ally it is."
Secondary Weapon(s): Single-bladed lightsaber imbued with a green color crystal
Miscellaneous Item(s): Holocommunicator, other readily available-when-needed Jedi gear
Ship: Corellian Defender-Class light corvette, "the Arbiter" (callsign Guardian Three in space combat)

Biography: Kyou was born to a small farmer's family on the serene plains of Dantooine. Upon her birth, the Force was shaken and felt by the Jedi masters. They kept a silent vigil over her until she was roughly three years-old when they finally decided that her potential as a Jedi was great. The masters informed Kyou's parents who were wary at first, but later accepted the honor and blessing that had been bestowed upon them.
Kyou was taken in by the masters responsible for training children to become Jedi and spent her years in their care until she was ready to become a padawan. The masters always had to be cautious of her and keep a careful watch over her for she was said to have been more powerful in the Force at age four than some at twelve. Kyou was extremely skilled at Force telekinesis, being able to tackle challenges some younglings wouldn't overcome until their final years as padawans. She was intelligent, confident, and beautiful. Many of the others looked up to her, which shaped her into a caring person who tried to satisfy the needs of everyone. Behind her hardened wall of composure, temptations of the dark side racked her mind. Her teachers beat the tenets of the Jedi into her thoughts almost daily, but she couldn't help but feel for so many others. She had to endure it if she was to become a Jedi, however. She learned to sever most of her ties with her friends, becoming a colder, and oddly sarcastic person in the process.
Over the span of years, Kyou would become a great protector of the Jedi Order, and in the end, quietly settle into a simple life back on Dantooine where she gave birth to two daughters -- Yeul and Samara -- unbeknownst to her fellow Jedi masters until internal problems with her oldest, Yeul, became external. The masters exiled Kyou from the Order after Yeul was sent to them, but Kyou, in defiance, still had Samara. There she is
The Nabaat Legacy
The Ebon Hawk

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04.03.2012 , 06:22 AM | #98
Bounty Hunter
Species/Race: Human
Name: Recks
Middle Name: Arlow
Last Name: Magnumission
Nickname: Mags
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Dynamic class Freighter "Arcadia"
Age: 25
Height: 171cm
Weight:176 lbs (80Kg)
Hair Color/Style: Dark Brown/short and unruly
Facial Appearance: Small mouth, piercing eyes, strong jaw, slightly long nose with a strong bridge, scar over left eye, scar along the centre of his crown and a scar through the left of his lower lip
Eye Color: grey
Body Appearance: Athletic/fit, heavily scarred
Home Planet: none
Current Residence: none
Allegiance: Highest bidder
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Armor/Clothes: Worn republic commando body armor patched with madalorian tech, Urban style chest webbing
Primary Weapon(s): Trandoshan Array blaster, customised old republic issued blaster carbine
Secondary Weapon(s): Dual Heavy Madalorian blaster pistols, wrist mounted flame thrower/gas dart launcher/ small warhead launcher, large hunting vibro blade, 3 concealed skinning vibro blades
Miscellaneous Item(s): old-style throat mic and earpiece and an encrypted personal battlespace commlink
Ship: D-5 Mantis patrol craft "Pallbearer"

Biography: Father to a lost son, who's mother took him and and their life savings while Recks was serving away with his unit. The former commando came home to an empty cold house and no life, the last thing he needed after the catastrophic failure of his last mission. Recks' entire unit was wiped out by pirates, the commando himself captured and tortured for months before the pirates ran afoul an armed republic convoy.

The soldier found his faith in people and his spirit in the same condition as his now terribly damaged body, so, in true commando fashion he crawled into a bottle. He was discharged honorably for his service, and politely told to get out of the republics way. Recks eventually found his way into mercenary work, still drinking and smoking heavily, his skill on the battle field, violent tendencies, lack of emotion and cold, calculating intelligence pushing him into the gaze of several bounty hunting groups.

Recks now works freelance, unwilling to trust others enough to continue working for them for extended periods, though on occasion, if the money is good or the job requires it, he is willing to put his prejudice aside temporarily.
Sometimes outnumbered, Always outgunned, never outclassed

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04.07.2012 , 06:01 PM | #99
Name: Burai
Middle Name:
Last Name: Ya'Mato
Species/Race: Human
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Naboo
Age: 42(Appears 22)
Height: 6 ft 2 in
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Dark Brown worn long with a short ponytail in back
Facial Appearance: Boyishly round with a strong nose. Two long bisecting scars, on of which crosses his left eye.
Eye Color: Dark Green
Body Appearance: Fit but not overly muscled.
Home Planet: Naboo
Current Residence: The Emerald Dragon a Fury Class Interceptor
Allegiance: The people of the Empire
Profession: Sith Imperial Arbiter (Light Leaning Sith Marauder)
Armor/Clothes: RD-04B Sharpshooter Jacket
Primary Weapon(s): Green Bladed Curved Hilt Saber
Secondary Weapon(s): Green Bladed Shoto Saber
Miscellaneous Item(s): Special Light Filtering Goggles

Biography: From an outlying feudal state of Naboo that preferred to isolate itself from the rest of the galaxy. Burai was the personal bodyguard for his uncle, Lord Ya'Mato from the young age of 14. For four years he served loyally until the birth of his baby brother Geki caused a disturbance in not only the royal family but also the Force. Lord Ya'Mato had recently lost his young son and heir to his thrown. He proposed a royal adoption to Burai's father and he agreed. Geki was raised never knowing that his protector was actually his brother. When Geki was 3 years old a wizened Cerean Jedi named No-Diar-Oz came to induct him into the Jedi Order. Burai was incensed that this stranger would try to take not only his brother but their future ruler. He took the Jedi aside to tell him as much when an alert trumpet sounded. A neighboring state had launched a sneak attack on Ya'Mato Castle starting with destroying the visiting Jedi's ship. Lord Ya'Mato begged the Jedi to rescue their son. As royal bodyguard, Burai knew their only escape was a transport ship with sub-light drives hidden by the family for emergencies. Upon reaching the ship they set out for the third moon of Naboo. Without hyper drive their only hope was sending an SOS on a secure Jedi channel and entering Hibernation. Before submitting to the chemically induced freezing Burai prayed to whatever god would have him to protect his brother.

The next thing Burai remembers is being flung from freezing pod half defrosted with a klaxon blaring. His vision fogged from Hibernation Sickness he felt his way as best he could to the ships bridge. Through the view port Burai could make out what appeared to be an asteroid field. As fear and anxiety flooded his system with adrenaline, Burai felt a red haze fall over his mind. He calmly began prepping the engines for full burn using what little fuel was left. To an outside observer his hand passing over the switches and dials would have been a blur made even more unbelievable by the fact he was not seeing them with his eyes. Without any training Burai managed maneuver his way out of the asteroid field at phenomenal speeds. He soon found himself orbiting an unfamiliar planet that would become a lot more familiar as he made a controlled crash into it.

This high stress situation awoke latent Force potential in young Burai and sent a tremor in the Force. This awakening was felt by a nearby Sith Imperial Cruiser under the command of Darth Dargol, a Cathar. Finding the crash site he took the unconscious Burai aboard and had him treated for his injuries. Upon regaining consciousness Burai was shocked to learn he had somehow been in hibernation for nearly 20 years. In that time the Sith Empire had returned and waged a war against the Republic and the Jedi Order. After hearing Burai's story, Dargol informed him that it was the Republic that had supplied the rival state with there arms. Dragol made him an offer come with him to Korriban and train to be a blade of the Empire, A Sith Warrior.

Original Post
"Quick question and then I will edit my post to contain my character descriptor.
Is it frowned on to make up a planet or should I stick to pre-established planets?"

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04.07.2012 , 06:28 PM | #100
Quote: Originally Posted by PrinceBurai View Post
Quick question and then I will edit my post to contain my character descriptor.
Is it frowned on to make up a planet or should I stick to pre-established planets?
I would say stick to pre-established planets.
"Jedi do not fight for peace. That's only a slogan, and is as misleading as slogans always are. Jedi fight for civilization, because only civilization creates peace. We fight for justice because justice is the fundamental bedrock of civilization: an unjust civilization is built upon sand. It does not long survive a storm." - Mace Windu