Post by Lord Asriel on Mar 6, 2009 5:54:07 GMT -5
Name: Raeko Saki / Lord Asriel
Race: Human
Age: 35
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 200 lbs
Appearance:
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Dark Jedi Master
Bio:
Raeko Saki was born to a very wealthy and prominent family that had made a name for themselves in the massive industrial world of Coruscant via several brilliant marketing scams that ended in the poverty of thousands of families, and the wealth of the Saki clan. Thus Raeko was pampered constantly from the time of his birth. Besides being very wealthy and powerful, Raeko's father and mother were both Dark Jedi of a high calibur, though they kept themselves under the radar and out of the main mix of things, preferring to use their talents for their own personal benefit as opposed to ruling the galaxy.
So it goes without saying that they were more than thrilled to find out their child had an amazing amount of force potential in him. They started his training almost immediately after he learned to walk. His bedtime stories were the legends of ancient Sith Lords, constantly feeding into him the importance of power. His first word was 'Sith'. Before he could learn to read, he learned the Sith code. His parents were bound and determined to make him one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy so that he may carry on the family name and make them proud, they knew he was destined for greatness.
The Saki family was also very widely known for their oddly colored deep crimson red eyes, it unsettled most people, but the fact that Raeko's eyes seemed to put off a red glow as well unsettled people even more when they saw the tiny baby boy with growing blood red eyes.
As he started to become older his parents hired some of the best combat instructors from around the galaxy to fill in the parts of his training that they themselves could not perform. They made sure every part of combat was covered in his training, and when he wasn't training physical combat, they trained him in his use of the force. He caught on swiftly and without problem, making his parents extremely proud of him.
He took his first life at the age of 5.
His parents decided that they would try and place him in schooling so he would learn to bend others to his will and to give him the people skills that he would need later on in life. The idea was a great one, but when it actually came to use it didn't work out as well. It hadn't been twenty minutes after they'd dropped him off at one of the many youngling schools on Coruscant that he'd choked a child until he died, the teachers had to physically pry the boy's hands off of the other child's neck, even after the child had died the young Raeko had held on with a death grip, the glow in his eyes had grew into a fierce blaze that had lit up the entire room. When his parents asked him what made him kill the boy, Raeko simply replied, "He bumped into me and knocked me off balance..." Even to the two dark Jedi, this seemed extremely malicious. So they decided that public schooling was not the greatest of ideas for the young Raeko.
Instead they hired some of Coruscant's brightest scholars to come and teach the boy the basics of education, along with the people skills that he would need. They combined this with his combat studies, resulting in Raeko constantly having something going on. They knew they were keeping their child busy and depriving him of a normal childhood, but when they saw how quickly he was becoming stronger and stronger, they knew that it was worth it, they knew that he would be great.
Shortly afterwards they discovered that the young Raeko posessed a unique ability that hadn't existed in their family line for over a thousand years, dating back to Raeko's ancestor Keiran Saki. This ability was the ability to control and manipulate the emotions of the people around him, and when enhanced with his dark side use of the force, the ability grew to astronomical proportions. They discovered this one day when one of their servants had accidently spilled Raeko's drink that they were bringing him. Raeko's parents had been in the room at the time and watched in amazement as Raeko's eyes lit up once more in their fierce glow and he locked eyes with the servant. For several moments nothing happened, but suddenly the servant started screaming in sheer terror as she started to claw at her own face out of pure fear. The fear was so great in her that she ended up diving out of an open window because it was a closer escape than the door, needless to say the thousand foot drop killed her.
When he was sixteen, the young Raeko was beginning to become an excellent fighter, whether it be hand-to-hand or with a weapon. Once when one of his instructors accidently struck the boy during a sparring match a bit harder than he was supposed to, Raeko snapped. The boy's eyes lit up so fiercely that his parents could see the glow creeping out beneath the doorway and rushed to see what was going on. By the time they made it into the training room, they found Raeko straddling the instructor who was laying face down, and he was continously slamming the man's face into the durasteel floor, it was obvious that the man had died minutes before, but Raeko had continued to smash his face into the ground until it was nothing more than a bloody mess.
When Raeko reached the age of 18, his parents decided that it was time for him to take a little field trip. They loaded up most of their belongings in the massive luxury yacht that they posessed and headed to the volcanic world of Korriban so that they could show Raeko the tombs of the ancient Sith, and so that he could bask in the massive amounts of dark side energy that the planet posessed. As they approached the planet, Raeko seemed like a kid at a candy store, a wide grin was on his face as he stared out the transparisteel window at the Sith home planet below. He could feel the welcoming warmth of the dark side down there and he couldn't wait for them to land.
After they landed Raeko's parents took him on a grand tour of the different tombs, showing him the tombs of the greatest of Sith Lords who shall go un-named... ( -.- ). Each one Raeko seemed to like more and more, reading all about the Sith Lords and just being near their remains made him feel so vibrant and alive, it was an unexplainable feeling. Finally after awhile they came upon their last stop of the tour, the tomb of the legendary Sith Lord, Darth Blackstone. Darth Blackstone had enslaved half of the galaxy for nearly the entirity of his life several thousand years ago, though his legend had died out among the people lately, Raeko's parents knew the legend all too well, the legend that spoke of the masked menace that rampaged through cities wreaking havoc on anyone caught in his way.
Little did Raeko or his parents know that this tomb would be the catalyst that would change their lives forever.
As they entered the tomb, Raeko's parents immediately felt uneasy, though Raeko felt more at home than he'd ever felt before and immediately went running deeper into the shrine, forcing his parents to chase after him in the darkness. Raeko finally stopped, his eyes open in awe as he stared at Lord Blackstone's mask sitting on a pedestal in the middle of the room. It was so elegant, so....beautiful to him. He watched as his father reached forward, hoping to grab onto the mask. Raeko was curious as to how the mask was still in the crypt, as looters had taken everything from every one of the other tombs, but then as his father reached closer he realized why. Raeko's father's arm up to the shoulder instantly vaporized, leaving a pile of ash on the floor.
Raeko's father instantly reeled backwards screaming, clutching onto the stump at his shoulder as Raeko's mother went with him to try and comfort him. But Raeko seemed as if the previous events hadn't even effected him, his bloodred eyes stayed locked onto the mask infront of him. It was so tempting and alluring, and he had no doubt that it was meant for him, it was almost like he could feel the ancient Sith Lord urging him to reach out and grab it. He knew what happened to his father wouldn't happen to him, and so he slowly reached forward, a bit tentative at first, and then he pushed aside his anxieties and gripped onto the mask, a massive grin breaking out onto his face as he felt its smooth hardened porcelain surface, there was an almost electric feel to it, and as he placed it upon his face, he felt his attunement with the force become that much clearer.
"No!" Raeko could hear his father scream, "How could Lord Blackstone deem this little kark worthy of his mask and not me?! No! I will not have this!" The man screamed as he stormed from the crypt, Raeko's mother casting a look in his direction that read concern. Raeko watched them beneath the mask, not moving, not even breathing it seemed. Finally he followed after the pair reluctantly, though he wished he could stay on this planet forever, it felt so vibrant and alive to him. But he knew they had to leave so he conceded and followed them onto the luxury yacht, his face pressed against the transparisteel window as he watched the gorgeous planet fade from his view. Raeko's father said nothing to him the entire ride back to their Coruscant estate.
From there Raeko's training grew even more intense to a degree that passed simply "trying to make him stronger" into an intensity that some would label as torture. His meals were cut down to nearly nothing, yet his combat training time was doubled as he was constantly being placed under attack by the various combat instructors the family had hired. At every waking moment they had him attack the boy, coming at him when he least expected it.
It seemed to annoy his father even more that Raeko seemed to constantly wear the Sith mask. Raeko knew his father was jealous that he posessed it, so it seemed Raeko wore it just to anger his father even more. Raeko's parents believed the excess amount of training that they were forcing their son to do would break him, and possibly even end up killing him, because they were afraid, he was already becoming too powerful for them to control and they were afraid that he would finally come after them. They didn't realize that Raeko loved the intensified training, he loved the pain, he loved the torture, he loved everything about his daily routine that made him stronger and more powerful.
When Raeko had reached 25, his father made the astonishing discovery that Raeko's powers had exceeded both he and his wife's combined. This scared the two of them to an astronomical level and while he was sleeping one night, the two of them crept into his room and drugged him so that he would stay asleep. They then shackled and bound him, taking him down to the basement level of their lavish estate and shackling him to the wall. It was from their that Raeko's true torture would ensue.
Raeko's parents had grown to hate their creation and they showed this by torturing him on a daily basis. They came in with shock rods and all other assortments of weapons and brought more pain upon the boy than most people could handle. They were assured that eventually they would kill him and that would be the end of it. Little did they know that Raeko was simply biding his time, conserving his energy for the day that he would break free and take his revenge upon his parents.
For years this went on as his parents began to add the force into his training, sending force lightning into his body, force screaming in his direction, everything they could do to try and kill him, but nothing seemed to work. They could weaken him to the point of near passing out, but Raeko was still resilient, which scared them even more. Finally one night after talking it over amongst themselves, they decided the next day they would take a lightsaber to him and end it all for good.
When they went in the nexy day to do this, they found Raeko hanging limply from his shackles, as if he was already dead. This perplexed them greatly, so they moved closer towards him to check and see if he actually had died. It was then that Raeko's head snapped upwards, his blood-red eyes blazing to such a degree that the entire room lit up in its red glow, a sadistic grin appeared on Raeko's lips. Suddenly the ligthsaber hanging on his mother's hips shot forward, instantly being gripped in Raeko's left hand. A simple flick of the wrist and his left shackle was off, and in another half-second the other shackle was sliced through. He moved with such a speed that it shocked both of his parents and they stumbled backwards, though they quickly recovered as Raeko's dad wielded his lightsaber in his only arm and Raeko's mother pulled her secondary lightsaber from her belt and lit it, each of them watching their son in fear.
Raeko could feel their fear in the air, and it felt exhilirating, his eyes blazed even brighter as he multiplied their fear several times over and then launched forward into the midst of them, his long black hair flowing behind him almost like a cloak. The authorities never found a shred of bone, skin, or even hair in the room, all they found was the entire room was soaked in blood, every square inch covered, and Raeko was no longer in sight.
Raeko spent years wandering the galaxy in his parents luxury yacht, not exactly sure what he was searching for, but he knew he was on a quest for something, so he made his way back to the volcanic world of Korriban, something was pulling him there. When he arrived on the planet he'd realized what it was. A small clan of Dark Jedi had been waiting for his arrival, feeling him coming in the force for a long time now. Once he'd landed and disembarked the ship he approached them, lightsaber already in hand and prepared for a fight as the dark side energy seemed to visibly crackle around him like small lightning bolts.
"Relax...we are not here to kill you...we have felt your presence in the force for several days now...you are strong...very strong...but your training in the force is not complete....come...we will help you finish your training.." The eldest of the group spoke to Raeko. Raeko stayed motionless for a long while, considering the option, finally he decided that it couldn't hurt to go ahead and finish off his training and so he went with them.
For the next four years they tought him everything about the dark side of the force imaginable. They may not have been strong in the force themselves, but their knowledge of force abilities was astonishing. All of this they tought to the young Raeko, knowing he was going to be a powerful Dark Jedi Master, and they hoped by teaching him everything he needed to know, that he would take them under his wing and in turn teach them and protect them, they were severely mistaken.
When the day came that Raeko's training had finally come to an end, Raeko simply stood from his spot in the small building the group shared as a home and moved his thumb over the activation switch of his lightsaber, the blood-red blade sprouting forward with a soft hum. "Wha....what are you doing Lord Raeko?" one of them asked him.
Raeko turned towards them, placing the Sith mask he cherished so much over his face once more, "I am no longer Raeko Saki....I am Asriel....and I am going to kill all of you..." he said bluntly, no emotion to his voice. "...but...why? We tought you everything...we took you in...gave you food...shelter...why kill us now..? Why not take us with you and have your own army..?" One of them asked, basically begging for their life.
A soft chuckle came from Asriel, "...you have nothing more that I desire...I am through with you....all of you..." And then he launched forward, moving with a speed that none of them could follow, and when he finally stopped a fine mist of blood hung in the air around them, and all six of the Dark Jedi fell at once, most of them in several pieces. Another chuckle came from Asriel as he turned to leave the building, content now that his training was complete, and now he was set on finding those stronger than him and killing them, he would make that his new mission.
(I just re-did the bio since there was such a problem with a Sith spirit teaching him even though that doesn't seem too far-fetched to me but whatevs, please don't make me re-do this bio now too XD I really reallllly -hate- character bios..)
Lightsaber: Single blade, slightly longer and wider than a normal one.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 5
Makashi - 4
Soresu - 1
Ataru - 3
Shien / Djem So - 1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic - 8
Telepathic - 6
Body - 7
Sense - 5
Protection - 3
Healing - 3
Destruction - 8
Specialized Skills:
Manipulating of people's emotions (Won't be used against PC's)
Attributes:
Force Attunement:
-8
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 8
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 8
Ranged Weapons: 2
RP Sample:
Lord Asriel watched thoughtfully from behind the Sith mask at the pair sitting on the bench a few dozen feet infront of him. The usually crowded streets of Theed were abandoned now that it was the middle of the night. The two held each other in their arms, looking deep and lovingly into each other's eyes. It was obvious that they were madly, deeply in love. Asriel could feel their love for each other pulsating in the air around him, it was sickening.
Asriel's parents held that same love for each other, and it had sickened him then just as it did now. His parents had been weak and had deserved their fate, and now these people were proving to him that they were weak as well and didn't deserve to be among the living any longer. There was only one thing to do, and oh how he enjoyed this part.
His eyes lit up a fierce bloodred, the glow washing out infront of him and illuminating the area around him, though he wasn't worried about being discovered, they were far too involved in each other to notice him. He reached upwards with his right hand, reaching out to touch the invisible tendrils of the force that were around him constantly. He let himself fall into the torrents of rage and anger that he used to connect with the dark side, and used it to fuel his natural abilities.
Then it was there, he could feel their lust for each other, the sheer amount of how badly they wanted each other in the worst way. Lord Asriel smiled beneath the mask slightly as he closed his hand into a fist, and with his natural ability aided by the force, he twisted and multiplied their lust for each other a thousand fold, causing them to instantly start kissing each other, ripping their clothes off left and right as they immediately began to make love in the open, not caring about anything.
The glow in his eyes grew even brighter as he increased their lust several more times over, watching as they began to scratch at each other with such ferocity that they were beginning to break the skin, causing massive scratch marks to suddenly appear on each other's bare exposed flesh. A soft chuckle came from the Sith Lord as he turned the volume of lust up several times higher than it already was.
He watched with something like glee as the two began to tear into each other with their lust, ripping through skin with their bare fingernails, biting each other's faces as hard as they could, pulling away chunks of skin. Blood was beginning to collect in a large pool underneath the bench as the pair continued to tear into each other until finally they both bled to death and fell limp on the bench, barely recognizable as people now, looking more like ground hamburger meat. A wide grin could be seen on the Sith Lord's face, were it not for the Sith mask that hid it.
As he turned to leave he saw for the first time the man hiding behind the trash dumpster several yards back. It shocked him that he hadn't sensed the man's presence, but then again he'd been deeply engrossed in the previous scene. Lord Asriel continued walking, his pace still the same, seeming as if he was just going to simply walk past the man who was cowering in fear beside the trash dumpster.
As Lord Asriel passed by the man he reached upwards with his right hand and closed it into a fist. The man let out an audible groan as the tiny blood vessels in his brain burst open, causing him to instantly drop to the ground dead. The Sith Lord's hand fell back to his side as he pulled his black robes closer around him and continued walking down the path towards his luxury yacht. This planet was already beginning to grow boring.
(I know it's not the greatest of rp samples...but it's like almost 5 a.m. so this is the product of an insomniatic mind and I wanted to get this profile finished before I finally crash out so I'm kinda forcing out the rp sample, I promise the actual rps with this character will be alot better.)
Race: Human
Age: 35
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 200 lbs
Appearance:
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Dark Jedi Master
Bio:
Raeko Saki was born to a very wealthy and prominent family that had made a name for themselves in the massive industrial world of Coruscant via several brilliant marketing scams that ended in the poverty of thousands of families, and the wealth of the Saki clan. Thus Raeko was pampered constantly from the time of his birth. Besides being very wealthy and powerful, Raeko's father and mother were both Dark Jedi of a high calibur, though they kept themselves under the radar and out of the main mix of things, preferring to use their talents for their own personal benefit as opposed to ruling the galaxy.
So it goes without saying that they were more than thrilled to find out their child had an amazing amount of force potential in him. They started his training almost immediately after he learned to walk. His bedtime stories were the legends of ancient Sith Lords, constantly feeding into him the importance of power. His first word was 'Sith'. Before he could learn to read, he learned the Sith code. His parents were bound and determined to make him one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy so that he may carry on the family name and make them proud, they knew he was destined for greatness.
The Saki family was also very widely known for their oddly colored deep crimson red eyes, it unsettled most people, but the fact that Raeko's eyes seemed to put off a red glow as well unsettled people even more when they saw the tiny baby boy with growing blood red eyes.
As he started to become older his parents hired some of the best combat instructors from around the galaxy to fill in the parts of his training that they themselves could not perform. They made sure every part of combat was covered in his training, and when he wasn't training physical combat, they trained him in his use of the force. He caught on swiftly and without problem, making his parents extremely proud of him.
He took his first life at the age of 5.
His parents decided that they would try and place him in schooling so he would learn to bend others to his will and to give him the people skills that he would need later on in life. The idea was a great one, but when it actually came to use it didn't work out as well. It hadn't been twenty minutes after they'd dropped him off at one of the many youngling schools on Coruscant that he'd choked a child until he died, the teachers had to physically pry the boy's hands off of the other child's neck, even after the child had died the young Raeko had held on with a death grip, the glow in his eyes had grew into a fierce blaze that had lit up the entire room. When his parents asked him what made him kill the boy, Raeko simply replied, "He bumped into me and knocked me off balance..." Even to the two dark Jedi, this seemed extremely malicious. So they decided that public schooling was not the greatest of ideas for the young Raeko.
Instead they hired some of Coruscant's brightest scholars to come and teach the boy the basics of education, along with the people skills that he would need. They combined this with his combat studies, resulting in Raeko constantly having something going on. They knew they were keeping their child busy and depriving him of a normal childhood, but when they saw how quickly he was becoming stronger and stronger, they knew that it was worth it, they knew that he would be great.
Shortly afterwards they discovered that the young Raeko posessed a unique ability that hadn't existed in their family line for over a thousand years, dating back to Raeko's ancestor Keiran Saki. This ability was the ability to control and manipulate the emotions of the people around him, and when enhanced with his dark side use of the force, the ability grew to astronomical proportions. They discovered this one day when one of their servants had accidently spilled Raeko's drink that they were bringing him. Raeko's parents had been in the room at the time and watched in amazement as Raeko's eyes lit up once more in their fierce glow and he locked eyes with the servant. For several moments nothing happened, but suddenly the servant started screaming in sheer terror as she started to claw at her own face out of pure fear. The fear was so great in her that she ended up diving out of an open window because it was a closer escape than the door, needless to say the thousand foot drop killed her.
When he was sixteen, the young Raeko was beginning to become an excellent fighter, whether it be hand-to-hand or with a weapon. Once when one of his instructors accidently struck the boy during a sparring match a bit harder than he was supposed to, Raeko snapped. The boy's eyes lit up so fiercely that his parents could see the glow creeping out beneath the doorway and rushed to see what was going on. By the time they made it into the training room, they found Raeko straddling the instructor who was laying face down, and he was continously slamming the man's face into the durasteel floor, it was obvious that the man had died minutes before, but Raeko had continued to smash his face into the ground until it was nothing more than a bloody mess.
When Raeko reached the age of 18, his parents decided that it was time for him to take a little field trip. They loaded up most of their belongings in the massive luxury yacht that they posessed and headed to the volcanic world of Korriban so that they could show Raeko the tombs of the ancient Sith, and so that he could bask in the massive amounts of dark side energy that the planet posessed. As they approached the planet, Raeko seemed like a kid at a candy store, a wide grin was on his face as he stared out the transparisteel window at the Sith home planet below. He could feel the welcoming warmth of the dark side down there and he couldn't wait for them to land.
After they landed Raeko's parents took him on a grand tour of the different tombs, showing him the tombs of the greatest of Sith Lords who shall go un-named... ( -.- ). Each one Raeko seemed to like more and more, reading all about the Sith Lords and just being near their remains made him feel so vibrant and alive, it was an unexplainable feeling. Finally after awhile they came upon their last stop of the tour, the tomb of the legendary Sith Lord, Darth Blackstone. Darth Blackstone had enslaved half of the galaxy for nearly the entirity of his life several thousand years ago, though his legend had died out among the people lately, Raeko's parents knew the legend all too well, the legend that spoke of the masked menace that rampaged through cities wreaking havoc on anyone caught in his way.
Little did Raeko or his parents know that this tomb would be the catalyst that would change their lives forever.
As they entered the tomb, Raeko's parents immediately felt uneasy, though Raeko felt more at home than he'd ever felt before and immediately went running deeper into the shrine, forcing his parents to chase after him in the darkness. Raeko finally stopped, his eyes open in awe as he stared at Lord Blackstone's mask sitting on a pedestal in the middle of the room. It was so elegant, so....beautiful to him. He watched as his father reached forward, hoping to grab onto the mask. Raeko was curious as to how the mask was still in the crypt, as looters had taken everything from every one of the other tombs, but then as his father reached closer he realized why. Raeko's father's arm up to the shoulder instantly vaporized, leaving a pile of ash on the floor.
Raeko's father instantly reeled backwards screaming, clutching onto the stump at his shoulder as Raeko's mother went with him to try and comfort him. But Raeko seemed as if the previous events hadn't even effected him, his bloodred eyes stayed locked onto the mask infront of him. It was so tempting and alluring, and he had no doubt that it was meant for him, it was almost like he could feel the ancient Sith Lord urging him to reach out and grab it. He knew what happened to his father wouldn't happen to him, and so he slowly reached forward, a bit tentative at first, and then he pushed aside his anxieties and gripped onto the mask, a massive grin breaking out onto his face as he felt its smooth hardened porcelain surface, there was an almost electric feel to it, and as he placed it upon his face, he felt his attunement with the force become that much clearer.
"No!" Raeko could hear his father scream, "How could Lord Blackstone deem this little kark worthy of his mask and not me?! No! I will not have this!" The man screamed as he stormed from the crypt, Raeko's mother casting a look in his direction that read concern. Raeko watched them beneath the mask, not moving, not even breathing it seemed. Finally he followed after the pair reluctantly, though he wished he could stay on this planet forever, it felt so vibrant and alive to him. But he knew they had to leave so he conceded and followed them onto the luxury yacht, his face pressed against the transparisteel window as he watched the gorgeous planet fade from his view. Raeko's father said nothing to him the entire ride back to their Coruscant estate.
From there Raeko's training grew even more intense to a degree that passed simply "trying to make him stronger" into an intensity that some would label as torture. His meals were cut down to nearly nothing, yet his combat training time was doubled as he was constantly being placed under attack by the various combat instructors the family had hired. At every waking moment they had him attack the boy, coming at him when he least expected it.
It seemed to annoy his father even more that Raeko seemed to constantly wear the Sith mask. Raeko knew his father was jealous that he posessed it, so it seemed Raeko wore it just to anger his father even more. Raeko's parents believed the excess amount of training that they were forcing their son to do would break him, and possibly even end up killing him, because they were afraid, he was already becoming too powerful for them to control and they were afraid that he would finally come after them. They didn't realize that Raeko loved the intensified training, he loved the pain, he loved the torture, he loved everything about his daily routine that made him stronger and more powerful.
When Raeko had reached 25, his father made the astonishing discovery that Raeko's powers had exceeded both he and his wife's combined. This scared the two of them to an astronomical level and while he was sleeping one night, the two of them crept into his room and drugged him so that he would stay asleep. They then shackled and bound him, taking him down to the basement level of their lavish estate and shackling him to the wall. It was from their that Raeko's true torture would ensue.
Raeko's parents had grown to hate their creation and they showed this by torturing him on a daily basis. They came in with shock rods and all other assortments of weapons and brought more pain upon the boy than most people could handle. They were assured that eventually they would kill him and that would be the end of it. Little did they know that Raeko was simply biding his time, conserving his energy for the day that he would break free and take his revenge upon his parents.
For years this went on as his parents began to add the force into his training, sending force lightning into his body, force screaming in his direction, everything they could do to try and kill him, but nothing seemed to work. They could weaken him to the point of near passing out, but Raeko was still resilient, which scared them even more. Finally one night after talking it over amongst themselves, they decided the next day they would take a lightsaber to him and end it all for good.
When they went in the nexy day to do this, they found Raeko hanging limply from his shackles, as if he was already dead. This perplexed them greatly, so they moved closer towards him to check and see if he actually had died. It was then that Raeko's head snapped upwards, his blood-red eyes blazing to such a degree that the entire room lit up in its red glow, a sadistic grin appeared on Raeko's lips. Suddenly the ligthsaber hanging on his mother's hips shot forward, instantly being gripped in Raeko's left hand. A simple flick of the wrist and his left shackle was off, and in another half-second the other shackle was sliced through. He moved with such a speed that it shocked both of his parents and they stumbled backwards, though they quickly recovered as Raeko's dad wielded his lightsaber in his only arm and Raeko's mother pulled her secondary lightsaber from her belt and lit it, each of them watching their son in fear.
Raeko could feel their fear in the air, and it felt exhilirating, his eyes blazed even brighter as he multiplied their fear several times over and then launched forward into the midst of them, his long black hair flowing behind him almost like a cloak. The authorities never found a shred of bone, skin, or even hair in the room, all they found was the entire room was soaked in blood, every square inch covered, and Raeko was no longer in sight.
Raeko spent years wandering the galaxy in his parents luxury yacht, not exactly sure what he was searching for, but he knew he was on a quest for something, so he made his way back to the volcanic world of Korriban, something was pulling him there. When he arrived on the planet he'd realized what it was. A small clan of Dark Jedi had been waiting for his arrival, feeling him coming in the force for a long time now. Once he'd landed and disembarked the ship he approached them, lightsaber already in hand and prepared for a fight as the dark side energy seemed to visibly crackle around him like small lightning bolts.
"Relax...we are not here to kill you...we have felt your presence in the force for several days now...you are strong...very strong...but your training in the force is not complete....come...we will help you finish your training.." The eldest of the group spoke to Raeko. Raeko stayed motionless for a long while, considering the option, finally he decided that it couldn't hurt to go ahead and finish off his training and so he went with them.
For the next four years they tought him everything about the dark side of the force imaginable. They may not have been strong in the force themselves, but their knowledge of force abilities was astonishing. All of this they tought to the young Raeko, knowing he was going to be a powerful Dark Jedi Master, and they hoped by teaching him everything he needed to know, that he would take them under his wing and in turn teach them and protect them, they were severely mistaken.
When the day came that Raeko's training had finally come to an end, Raeko simply stood from his spot in the small building the group shared as a home and moved his thumb over the activation switch of his lightsaber, the blood-red blade sprouting forward with a soft hum. "Wha....what are you doing Lord Raeko?" one of them asked him.
Raeko turned towards them, placing the Sith mask he cherished so much over his face once more, "I am no longer Raeko Saki....I am Asriel....and I am going to kill all of you..." he said bluntly, no emotion to his voice. "...but...why? We tought you everything...we took you in...gave you food...shelter...why kill us now..? Why not take us with you and have your own army..?" One of them asked, basically begging for their life.
A soft chuckle came from Asriel, "...you have nothing more that I desire...I am through with you....all of you..." And then he launched forward, moving with a speed that none of them could follow, and when he finally stopped a fine mist of blood hung in the air around them, and all six of the Dark Jedi fell at once, most of them in several pieces. Another chuckle came from Asriel as he turned to leave the building, content now that his training was complete, and now he was set on finding those stronger than him and killing them, he would make that his new mission.
(I just re-did the bio since there was such a problem with a Sith spirit teaching him even though that doesn't seem too far-fetched to me but whatevs, please don't make me re-do this bio now too XD I really reallllly -hate- character bios..)
Lightsaber: Single blade, slightly longer and wider than a normal one.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 5
Makashi - 4
Soresu - 1
Ataru - 3
Shien / Djem So - 1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic - 8
Telepathic - 6
Body - 7
Sense - 5
Protection - 3
Healing - 3
Destruction - 8
Specialized Skills:
Manipulating of people's emotions (Won't be used against PC's)
Attributes:
Force Attunement:
-8
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 8
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 8
Ranged Weapons: 2
RP Sample:
Lord Asriel watched thoughtfully from behind the Sith mask at the pair sitting on the bench a few dozen feet infront of him. The usually crowded streets of Theed were abandoned now that it was the middle of the night. The two held each other in their arms, looking deep and lovingly into each other's eyes. It was obvious that they were madly, deeply in love. Asriel could feel their love for each other pulsating in the air around him, it was sickening.
Asriel's parents held that same love for each other, and it had sickened him then just as it did now. His parents had been weak and had deserved their fate, and now these people were proving to him that they were weak as well and didn't deserve to be among the living any longer. There was only one thing to do, and oh how he enjoyed this part.
His eyes lit up a fierce bloodred, the glow washing out infront of him and illuminating the area around him, though he wasn't worried about being discovered, they were far too involved in each other to notice him. He reached upwards with his right hand, reaching out to touch the invisible tendrils of the force that were around him constantly. He let himself fall into the torrents of rage and anger that he used to connect with the dark side, and used it to fuel his natural abilities.
Then it was there, he could feel their lust for each other, the sheer amount of how badly they wanted each other in the worst way. Lord Asriel smiled beneath the mask slightly as he closed his hand into a fist, and with his natural ability aided by the force, he twisted and multiplied their lust for each other a thousand fold, causing them to instantly start kissing each other, ripping their clothes off left and right as they immediately began to make love in the open, not caring about anything.
The glow in his eyes grew even brighter as he increased their lust several more times over, watching as they began to scratch at each other with such ferocity that they were beginning to break the skin, causing massive scratch marks to suddenly appear on each other's bare exposed flesh. A soft chuckle came from the Sith Lord as he turned the volume of lust up several times higher than it already was.
He watched with something like glee as the two began to tear into each other with their lust, ripping through skin with their bare fingernails, biting each other's faces as hard as they could, pulling away chunks of skin. Blood was beginning to collect in a large pool underneath the bench as the pair continued to tear into each other until finally they both bled to death and fell limp on the bench, barely recognizable as people now, looking more like ground hamburger meat. A wide grin could be seen on the Sith Lord's face, were it not for the Sith mask that hid it.
As he turned to leave he saw for the first time the man hiding behind the trash dumpster several yards back. It shocked him that he hadn't sensed the man's presence, but then again he'd been deeply engrossed in the previous scene. Lord Asriel continued walking, his pace still the same, seeming as if he was just going to simply walk past the man who was cowering in fear beside the trash dumpster.
As Lord Asriel passed by the man he reached upwards with his right hand and closed it into a fist. The man let out an audible groan as the tiny blood vessels in his brain burst open, causing him to instantly drop to the ground dead. The Sith Lord's hand fell back to his side as he pulled his black robes closer around him and continued walking down the path towards his luxury yacht. This planet was already beginning to grow boring.
(I know it's not the greatest of rp samples...but it's like almost 5 a.m. so this is the product of an insomniatic mind and I wanted to get this profile finished before I finally crash out so I'm kinda forcing out the rp sample, I promise the actual rps with this character will be alot better.)
