Post by kingsaber on Jul 7, 2011 0:36:24 GMT -5
Name: Solo[/b]
Race: Human
Age: 10
Height: 4'5
Weight: 73 lbs
Appearance:
Solo is still growing, but right now he appears a young boy barely over four feet tall, but he is still growing. He has dark black hair with bangs that frame his face in the form of an M, and he wears a ponytail to keep the length in the back tame. Even in a ponytail it still hangs down to below his neck. He is of an average build, and isn't really anything spectacular to look at. With pale skin that seems luminescent at night making him look as if he has a slight glow to him. Through, and through he is just your average looking kid.
He wears pure black robes to signify who he stands with, and has a simple leather holster attached to the sash belt across his waist which holds his Lightsaber. Nothing too spectacular for now. Just wait til he grows up.
Personality:
Solo has a very childish personality still, and despite his alignment doesn't always show the personality traits usually associated with a Dark Jedi. While he can be cruel, and deceitful he can still be kind, and caring to those that he thinks deserves it. However he does work hard on becoming a master Dark Jedi, and has the ambition to do so. While he may not be very strong at the moment that is all going to change one day his goal is to join the ranks of the Sith, and become a powerful Sith Lord.
Despite the fact that he can be kind, and caring he can also be unusually cruel, and sadistic for someone his age as well. He does enjoy torturing, and killing when he gets the chance. Not as evil as say someone who has spent their whole life doing it, but evil enough to get the point across that when this kid grows up he will be very dangerous.
However despite the bi polarness he is at heart still a child, and he does like doing kid things. Playing tag, blowing up a frog, watching cartoons, and everything else. No matter how evil he is, he is still a kid, and he has the silly fears as well. Being scared of needles is his big one, and depending on where he is at he can be scared of the dark, and horror movies give him nightmares.
Birth place: Naboo Lake Country
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Neophyte
Bio:
Solo was born a normal child with nothing more than a blanket over his bare body. His parents lived in the lake country of Naboo, and they were happy. It was just a normal family his father went out to work, and his mother stayed at home to look after him, and the house. All in all they were a great family. Well that was until his father got fired from his job, and with no discernible means of income they were soon to lose everything. Their son still just being a child would need more than what they could offer him. His father tried to go look for more work, but it was to no avail. All hope was lost. That was until he came along.
A man garbed in all black saw the boy, and he looked at the family becoming poorer by the second. So he offered them a way out if he got to have their child. The parents distraught over what they were about to do handed over their son, and the man gave them enough money to last them for the rest of their life. Walking out the door he looked at the boy, and since he had not been named yet by the two parents this man gave him a name of solitude, and loneliness. Thus Solo was truly born that day, and from then on the man raised him not at as a son, but instead as an apprentice.
From the day since he was 5 years old he began training in the ways of the darkside, and learning little by little each year his skills growing. However being as young as he was he was not very strong, but still he persevered, and did manage to impress his master sometimes. When he did wrong he got a small dosage of force lightning to show him the error of his ways, and despite his training he was never taken on any missions his master fearing losing his only apprentice, and wanting to make his skills grow far more before such a time.
The time came when he turned 10 to pass his last test. His master threw him out into the world, and simply said "Survive..". With nothing but a Lightsaber, and the basic skills taught to him by his master he was thrown into the wilderness of Naboo, and he has done what his master set him to do. He has survived by any means necessary. It is his philosophy that the weak must die so that the the strong can thrive...
Lightsaber: Single Blade
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 2
Makashi - 0
Soresu - 0
Ataru - 0
Shien / Djem So - 0
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman - 0
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo - 0
Double Bladed Combat - 0
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 2
Body: 2
Sense: 3
Protection: 1
Healing: 0
Destruction: 2
Specialized Skills: N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 3
Intelligence: 3
Speed: 4
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 1
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:
-3
RP Sample:
It was just another day in the wilderness for him he had a small fire going, and he was sitting on a log that he had found earlier that day. His lightsaber was at his side as it usually was, and he was roasting a slab of meat over the fire. He had just killed a birdlike creature for dinner, and was working on cooking it so that he wouldn't starve to death. The words of his master still ringing in his ears even now. I won't fail you master...I will survive.. he thought to himself as he sat down, and looked out over the darkening sky. The makeshift shelter that he had built a week ago was still holding strong, and as he looked at all of the grease coming out of the meat his licked his lips.
Pulling the meat closer to his lips he took a giant hunk out of it, and savored the juicy flavors. It only took him a few minutes to devour the entire thing. It was almost his bedtime, and taking a stretch he crawled into his makeshift shelter, and took off his over robe, and rolled it up to become his pillow. Smiling up at the thought of one day becoming a powerful Sith Lord he drifted off into his slumber silently awaiting for his master to come find him, and tell him that he had done well. For what was an apprentice if he had no master...
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