Post by Redmercenary on Jan 27, 2012 4:03:42 GMT -5
Name: Jonas Eris
Race:Human
Age:18
Height:6'3
Weight:185
Appearance:He has coal black hair and light blue eyes, also he has somewhat pale skin complexion. He likes to keep his hair short and out of the way preferring a high and tight style hair cut. Jonas as a large scar on his left cheek and kind of a scruffy look to him as he doesn't shave very often. He also as dark circles under his eyes from a lack of sleep. He has a athletic build to him not too muscular but enough were his is in decent shape. Jonas prefers to keep low profile so he has taken up wearing plain boots, pants and a dark colored jacket with a hood that Jonas rarely takes off.
Personality: Jonas is a very secluded individual that prefers to be left alone, He is very quiet and rarely speaks his mind. Most people who come across Jonas think he is very timid but that's not the case he just doesn't like expressing his emotions in front of people he thinks it makes a person weak.
Jonas likes to "bottle" his emotions up rarely showing if hes angry or pleased. When he gets angry he lets it grow until he can't take it normally lashing out violently at the person who is causing him grief, it takes a lot to make him lash out. If you get pass Jonas's secluded nature you find that he is a no nonsense type person preferring to get the job done, He feels he can do things better by himself and doesn't seek companionship.
Birth place:Anaxes
Faction:Sith
Rank:Initiate
Previous Faction:N/A
Previous Rank:N/A
Bio: Jonas was born to Tarash and Silara Eris in Pols Anaxes,his father was a dock worker and his mother worked at a grocery kiosk. They didn't plan to have Jonas at all but they both decided to get married for the baby's sake. They both were not prepared for the child, his parents fell on hard times they couldn't make enough money to support themselves so they had to move to a poor district. Jonas's father Tarash began to start drinking heavily and started to gamble and his mother had to start working double shifts. At age four when his mother was working a double shift, Tarash started to drink heavily and decided to take out his frustration on his son, he walked into Jonas's room and started to beat him. Jonas didn't understand why his father was doing this he done nothing wrong, he asked his dad "why?" his father replied "Its because I must". Tarash warned his son if he told his mother It would be worse, Jonas was terrified of his father so he kept his mouth shut about it.
Age 5-10
At age five his uncle moved in with them to help pay the rent, Jonas's uncle served with the republic army for many years before retiring and was a serious type rarely smiling, Jonas looked up to his uncle as his mother was barely there and his father drunk. Things got better for awhile with the extra money rolling in his father drank less and his mother didn't take double shifts as much. Also Jonas started school, he didn't talk much to the other students but he paid attention to his studies. At age seven he found out he was force sensitive , he was by himself playing with some toys when he went to get his cup and accidentally knocked it off the night stand, Jonas without thinking about it managed to reach out and snag the it before it fell to the floor. Jonas was surprised and scared how fast he reacted, he didn't understand that he was force sensitive he didn't tell his parents about it.
At age ten things started to turn for the worst again, his father gambled a huge sum of money to some undesirable people.Tarash had to sell most of their stuff to repay the debt, his mother and uncle were furious and started a huge fight that ended up with his father storming out of the house. His uncle had to take two jobs to make up for the money his father lost leaving Jonas alone.
Age 11-16
At age eleven things were difficult for Jonas, his parents fought constantly and his uncle was never home on top of that he was being pick on by the other kids at his school for being different, Jonas never talked in school or tried to make friends paid attention to the other kids when they picked on him he just bottled his anger up. After school he went home and locked himself in his room preferring being alone then to be around his parents. He was angry about everything in his life he wanted to leave and never to come back. Jonas let his anger grow feeling it was all he needed.
When Jonas turned thirteen his uncle was working less to watch him cause both his mom and dad had to work double shifts. Jonas's uncle thought he was of age to start training him to defend himself, first he taught him to use his fists and how to counter his opponents strikes. They practiced everyday after school learning new hand to hand techniques, Jonas rather enjoyed it soaking up every lesson well. They did this in secret when his parents were at work fearing they both will disapprove highly.
At age fourteen his uncle bought him a practice sword and taught him the basics of melee combat, teaching him how to counter attacks and how block incoming blows. Jonas learned slow but was eager to learn more about how to handle a sword. Each practice session improved his pose and techniques but he could only learn so much from his uncle seeing as he only had somewhat basic training from the republic. When his mom or dad got home Jonas's uncle hid the practice blade in a old lock box that his uncle kept from his days of serving the republic.
Age fifteenth was problematic for Jonas, his uncle found a better job off world and decided to take it. Before his uncle left he gave Jonas his lock box telling him to take care of the objects in there and to keep up practicing his technique. Jonas was angry he felt that his uncle abandoned him he put the lock box in his closet not bothering to open it. He was for the most part alone again, his parents were never home and he had no one to look up to now. Three months before his sixteenth birthday his dad went back to his old ways, started to drink more again and started to fight with his mother sometimes at the verge of getting violent. Jonas's hatred for his father was growing, he hated how he treated him and his mother and how he was always drunk and gamble their hard earned credits away. Jonas remembered when he was a child how his father beat him for no reason, that made him hate him even more. He wanted to tell his mother about it but if he did he might hurt not just him but her too, he wanted to stand up to his father one day and show him the error of his ways.
Age sixteen was the year that changed him forever. One night his parents got into a huge fight this time about his father's gambling problem, Tarash was drunk as usual and didn't like how his mother Silara was always on him bout his problems so he got up and started to slap his mother violently causing her nose to bleed and face to swell up. Jonas heard everything from his room he wanted to help his mother but fear got the better of him. The next morning he awoke to his father yelling and knocking stuff around, he opened his door to see whats a matter and his father told him shes gone and never coming back. Those words ran though his mind repeatedly, he ran into his parents room and found most of his mother's few belongings were indeed gone. His father started to drink and he knew it was time to go in his room. Jonas sat on his bed in the dark with his father's words repeating in his head, he was angry but more heart broken. He started to cry a little "if she known he beat me too maybe she would of took me with her" he told himself. Jonas was left alone with the one person he hated the most in the galaxy his father. He rarely left his room after this point and stopped going to school. He needed to find a way to get off the planet and away from his father, he thought and thought and came with an idea if he got a job and made enough credits he could leave and never come back.
He found a job at a local junk store selling used droid parts, he worked full time saving every credit he earned to save up for a ride off the planet. After work he dreaded going home so most of the time he went to the local library to research what planet he should try to go to. He wanted to put as much distance between him and the planet so he researched planets on the outer rim, his first pick was a place called Muunilinst but the more he read about it the more he dislike it.
Jonas wanted to find something less populated, he then ran across a planet called Korriban that caught his eye. He read it only had a small settlement there and the rest of it were rocks and dust. "That's the one" he thought. It suited Jonas cause it wasn't heavily populated and it sounded like a place not too many people wanna go.
That night Jonas got home later then usual and quietly entered his house only to find his dad drunk and angry. His dad started yelling at telling him he was ungrateful and how he wished he left and his mom stayed. He then got up and slapped Jonas in the face with full force, his nose started bleeding but Jonas just stood there letting his anger build but he didn't do anything, he was gonna wait until the day he got enough money to leave to teach his father a lesson. He went in his room and thought bout starting his life on Korriban, how wonderful it would be to just get away and live life even if korriban is a wasteland the less people the better. Jonas laid in his bed for hours day dreaming bout his new life when he remembered about his uncle's lock box.
Jonas walked over to his closet and dragged the lock box to the middle of the room, it was dull green colored and looked like it was dragged though a war zone. He opened it slowly and was surprised on what he saw. Jonas found his old practice sword along with a pair of macrobinoculars , old military boots, a combat knife and a jacket. He was thrilled about his find, first he tried on the jacket, it was a little big but fit well then he tried the boots on, they fit snug around his feet and lastly he took out the combat knife, it was worn down and had a few nicks in the blade but was moderately sharp. He stood up and looked in the mirror he liked the way he looked.
Jonas then heard his father stumbling around outside his door, he took off the boots and the jacket and put the sword and the knife in last then pushed the box back into the closet. Jonas knew if his father found out he had this stuff he would sell it all and punish him. He couldn't allow that to happen that to happen, his uncle wanted him to have that stuff and no one was gonna take it away. Jonas laid back on his bed, he knew he had to save more credits to purchase his way out of here it was only a matter of time. He was gonna work hard to get his credits and leave.
Age 17-18
It took Jonas at least two years of work to save up for his trip like he projected off world and on his eighteenth birthday he was going to tell his father that he was leaving and never coming back. He hasn't looked up any info about any transporters heading to korriban but he wanted to leave even if it meant him leaving on the streets. His birthday was tomorrow so he quit his job and remained in his room until it was time to leave.
His father came home and started to drink as usual, Jonas decided to tell him now rather then wait until tomorrow. He put his uncle's boots on and a pair of pants and laid out the jacket and the knife on his bed, he opened the door slowly and approached his father who at this point was half way drunk.
Jonas's father was sitting down in a chair and didn't look at Jonas still drinking out of the liquor bottle, Jonas straight up told his father he left and wasn't coming back. His father gave him a glance and told him to leave then, Jonas walked towards his room but turned around and told his dad that it was his fault that everyone left and was a pathetic excuse for a father.
Jonas's father was furious now, he got up and threw the bottle at Jonas missing him slightly shattering on the wall Jonas then rushed in his room and was getting prepared when his father ran in after him with a shard of glass. His father lunged in at him slicing Jonas's cheek causing him to fall on the ground, his father told him that's what he deserved and walked out. Jonas was angry more angry then he has ever been he walked over to his bed and picked up the combat knife and calmly walked out of the room. His father sat back down in the chair when Jonas walked up behind him, his anger flowing though him he knew what he had to do. Jonas put a hand over his father's mouth and calmly whispered "This is what you deserve" and sliced his neck open.
His father fell to the ground gurgling blood, Jonas stood there watching his father bled out. It felt satisfying to him to watch it he felt like a new lease on life has begun. Jonas walked back to his room and put the jacket on and collected his credits. He then walked out of his house and locked the door. He was finally free of this place, he walked to a local bar trying to find a someone to take him to korriban. Every one he asked declined him or asked for too much credits until he found a old smuggler that would take him but it was gonna cost him most of him most of the credits he earned but he accepted his offer. He was on his way to starting a new life.
Lightsaber:N/A
Color: N/A
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho N/A
Makashi N/A
Soresu N/A
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 0
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction:0
Specialized Skills:
N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 4
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 2
Force Attunement:(-2)
RP Sample:
Jonas walked amongst the crowed and blended in perfectly, he took his time admiring what this planet had to offer. The different alien species working together in perfect harmony and the cool brisk weather was all too surreal for him, he sometimes enjoyed the little things in life but he had a mission to do. He had a contact code named "Red talon" he had a meeting with who had information on the Jedi's activities on the planet.
The rendezvous point was in a market square next to a statue of a Jedi and hopefully full of busy people. He made his way to the square with time to spare, Jonas checked his surrounding for anything unusual but found nothing. He walked over to the statue and saw a old man standing there. The man had a white hair and a full grown beard for the looks of him Jonas thought he was homeless for a second. Jonas casually walked over to the old man "Red talon?" unsure of this was his contact. The old man nodded and handed him a data pad. The old man walked off into the market leaving Jonas studying the information. "Not bad for a old man" he said with a smug look on his face and walked off into a crowd.
Race:Human
Age:18
Height:6'3
Weight:185
Appearance:He has coal black hair and light blue eyes, also he has somewhat pale skin complexion. He likes to keep his hair short and out of the way preferring a high and tight style hair cut. Jonas as a large scar on his left cheek and kind of a scruffy look to him as he doesn't shave very often. He also as dark circles under his eyes from a lack of sleep. He has a athletic build to him not too muscular but enough were his is in decent shape. Jonas prefers to keep low profile so he has taken up wearing plain boots, pants and a dark colored jacket with a hood that Jonas rarely takes off.
Personality: Jonas is a very secluded individual that prefers to be left alone, He is very quiet and rarely speaks his mind. Most people who come across Jonas think he is very timid but that's not the case he just doesn't like expressing his emotions in front of people he thinks it makes a person weak.
Jonas likes to "bottle" his emotions up rarely showing if hes angry or pleased. When he gets angry he lets it grow until he can't take it normally lashing out violently at the person who is causing him grief, it takes a lot to make him lash out. If you get pass Jonas's secluded nature you find that he is a no nonsense type person preferring to get the job done, He feels he can do things better by himself and doesn't seek companionship.
Birth place:Anaxes
Faction:Sith
Rank:Initiate
Previous Faction:N/A
Previous Rank:N/A
Bio: Jonas was born to Tarash and Silara Eris in Pols Anaxes,his father was a dock worker and his mother worked at a grocery kiosk. They didn't plan to have Jonas at all but they both decided to get married for the baby's sake. They both were not prepared for the child, his parents fell on hard times they couldn't make enough money to support themselves so they had to move to a poor district. Jonas's father Tarash began to start drinking heavily and started to gamble and his mother had to start working double shifts. At age four when his mother was working a double shift, Tarash started to drink heavily and decided to take out his frustration on his son, he walked into Jonas's room and started to beat him. Jonas didn't understand why his father was doing this he done nothing wrong, he asked his dad "why?" his father replied "Its because I must". Tarash warned his son if he told his mother It would be worse, Jonas was terrified of his father so he kept his mouth shut about it.
Age 5-10
At age five his uncle moved in with them to help pay the rent, Jonas's uncle served with the republic army for many years before retiring and was a serious type rarely smiling, Jonas looked up to his uncle as his mother was barely there and his father drunk. Things got better for awhile with the extra money rolling in his father drank less and his mother didn't take double shifts as much. Also Jonas started school, he didn't talk much to the other students but he paid attention to his studies. At age seven he found out he was force sensitive , he was by himself playing with some toys when he went to get his cup and accidentally knocked it off the night stand, Jonas without thinking about it managed to reach out and snag the it before it fell to the floor. Jonas was surprised and scared how fast he reacted, he didn't understand that he was force sensitive he didn't tell his parents about it.
At age ten things started to turn for the worst again, his father gambled a huge sum of money to some undesirable people.Tarash had to sell most of their stuff to repay the debt, his mother and uncle were furious and started a huge fight that ended up with his father storming out of the house. His uncle had to take two jobs to make up for the money his father lost leaving Jonas alone.
Age 11-16
At age eleven things were difficult for Jonas, his parents fought constantly and his uncle was never home on top of that he was being pick on by the other kids at his school for being different, Jonas never talked in school or tried to make friends paid attention to the other kids when they picked on him he just bottled his anger up. After school he went home and locked himself in his room preferring being alone then to be around his parents. He was angry about everything in his life he wanted to leave and never to come back. Jonas let his anger grow feeling it was all he needed.
When Jonas turned thirteen his uncle was working less to watch him cause both his mom and dad had to work double shifts. Jonas's uncle thought he was of age to start training him to defend himself, first he taught him to use his fists and how to counter his opponents strikes. They practiced everyday after school learning new hand to hand techniques, Jonas rather enjoyed it soaking up every lesson well. They did this in secret when his parents were at work fearing they both will disapprove highly.
At age fourteen his uncle bought him a practice sword and taught him the basics of melee combat, teaching him how to counter attacks and how block incoming blows. Jonas learned slow but was eager to learn more about how to handle a sword. Each practice session improved his pose and techniques but he could only learn so much from his uncle seeing as he only had somewhat basic training from the republic. When his mom or dad got home Jonas's uncle hid the practice blade in a old lock box that his uncle kept from his days of serving the republic.
Age fifteenth was problematic for Jonas, his uncle found a better job off world and decided to take it. Before his uncle left he gave Jonas his lock box telling him to take care of the objects in there and to keep up practicing his technique. Jonas was angry he felt that his uncle abandoned him he put the lock box in his closet not bothering to open it. He was for the most part alone again, his parents were never home and he had no one to look up to now. Three months before his sixteenth birthday his dad went back to his old ways, started to drink more again and started to fight with his mother sometimes at the verge of getting violent. Jonas's hatred for his father was growing, he hated how he treated him and his mother and how he was always drunk and gamble their hard earned credits away. Jonas remembered when he was a child how his father beat him for no reason, that made him hate him even more. He wanted to tell his mother about it but if he did he might hurt not just him but her too, he wanted to stand up to his father one day and show him the error of his ways.
Age sixteen was the year that changed him forever. One night his parents got into a huge fight this time about his father's gambling problem, Tarash was drunk as usual and didn't like how his mother Silara was always on him bout his problems so he got up and started to slap his mother violently causing her nose to bleed and face to swell up. Jonas heard everything from his room he wanted to help his mother but fear got the better of him. The next morning he awoke to his father yelling and knocking stuff around, he opened his door to see whats a matter and his father told him shes gone and never coming back. Those words ran though his mind repeatedly, he ran into his parents room and found most of his mother's few belongings were indeed gone. His father started to drink and he knew it was time to go in his room. Jonas sat on his bed in the dark with his father's words repeating in his head, he was angry but more heart broken. He started to cry a little "if she known he beat me too maybe she would of took me with her" he told himself. Jonas was left alone with the one person he hated the most in the galaxy his father. He rarely left his room after this point and stopped going to school. He needed to find a way to get off the planet and away from his father, he thought and thought and came with an idea if he got a job and made enough credits he could leave and never come back.
He found a job at a local junk store selling used droid parts, he worked full time saving every credit he earned to save up for a ride off the planet. After work he dreaded going home so most of the time he went to the local library to research what planet he should try to go to. He wanted to put as much distance between him and the planet so he researched planets on the outer rim, his first pick was a place called Muunilinst but the more he read about it the more he dislike it.
Jonas wanted to find something less populated, he then ran across a planet called Korriban that caught his eye. He read it only had a small settlement there and the rest of it were rocks and dust. "That's the one" he thought. It suited Jonas cause it wasn't heavily populated and it sounded like a place not too many people wanna go.
That night Jonas got home later then usual and quietly entered his house only to find his dad drunk and angry. His dad started yelling at telling him he was ungrateful and how he wished he left and his mom stayed. He then got up and slapped Jonas in the face with full force, his nose started bleeding but Jonas just stood there letting his anger build but he didn't do anything, he was gonna wait until the day he got enough money to leave to teach his father a lesson. He went in his room and thought bout starting his life on Korriban, how wonderful it would be to just get away and live life even if korriban is a wasteland the less people the better. Jonas laid in his bed for hours day dreaming bout his new life when he remembered about his uncle's lock box.
Jonas walked over to his closet and dragged the lock box to the middle of the room, it was dull green colored and looked like it was dragged though a war zone. He opened it slowly and was surprised on what he saw. Jonas found his old practice sword along with a pair of macrobinoculars , old military boots, a combat knife and a jacket. He was thrilled about his find, first he tried on the jacket, it was a little big but fit well then he tried the boots on, they fit snug around his feet and lastly he took out the combat knife, it was worn down and had a few nicks in the blade but was moderately sharp. He stood up and looked in the mirror he liked the way he looked.
Jonas then heard his father stumbling around outside his door, he took off the boots and the jacket and put the sword and the knife in last then pushed the box back into the closet. Jonas knew if his father found out he had this stuff he would sell it all and punish him. He couldn't allow that to happen that to happen, his uncle wanted him to have that stuff and no one was gonna take it away. Jonas laid back on his bed, he knew he had to save more credits to purchase his way out of here it was only a matter of time. He was gonna work hard to get his credits and leave.
Age 17-18
It took Jonas at least two years of work to save up for his trip like he projected off world and on his eighteenth birthday he was going to tell his father that he was leaving and never coming back. He hasn't looked up any info about any transporters heading to korriban but he wanted to leave even if it meant him leaving on the streets. His birthday was tomorrow so he quit his job and remained in his room until it was time to leave.
His father came home and started to drink as usual, Jonas decided to tell him now rather then wait until tomorrow. He put his uncle's boots on and a pair of pants and laid out the jacket and the knife on his bed, he opened the door slowly and approached his father who at this point was half way drunk.
Jonas's father was sitting down in a chair and didn't look at Jonas still drinking out of the liquor bottle, Jonas straight up told his father he left and wasn't coming back. His father gave him a glance and told him to leave then, Jonas walked towards his room but turned around and told his dad that it was his fault that everyone left and was a pathetic excuse for a father.
Jonas's father was furious now, he got up and threw the bottle at Jonas missing him slightly shattering on the wall Jonas then rushed in his room and was getting prepared when his father ran in after him with a shard of glass. His father lunged in at him slicing Jonas's cheek causing him to fall on the ground, his father told him that's what he deserved and walked out. Jonas was angry more angry then he has ever been he walked over to his bed and picked up the combat knife and calmly walked out of the room. His father sat back down in the chair when Jonas walked up behind him, his anger flowing though him he knew what he had to do. Jonas put a hand over his father's mouth and calmly whispered "This is what you deserve" and sliced his neck open.
His father fell to the ground gurgling blood, Jonas stood there watching his father bled out. It felt satisfying to him to watch it he felt like a new lease on life has begun. Jonas walked back to his room and put the jacket on and collected his credits. He then walked out of his house and locked the door. He was finally free of this place, he walked to a local bar trying to find a someone to take him to korriban. Every one he asked declined him or asked for too much credits until he found a old smuggler that would take him but it was gonna cost him most of him most of the credits he earned but he accepted his offer. He was on his way to starting a new life.
Lightsaber:N/A
Color: N/A
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho N/A
Makashi N/A
Soresu N/A
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 0
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction:0
Specialized Skills:
N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 4
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 2
Force Attunement:(-2)
RP Sample:
Jonas walked amongst the crowed and blended in perfectly, he took his time admiring what this planet had to offer. The different alien species working together in perfect harmony and the cool brisk weather was all too surreal for him, he sometimes enjoyed the little things in life but he had a mission to do. He had a contact code named "Red talon" he had a meeting with who had information on the Jedi's activities on the planet.
The rendezvous point was in a market square next to a statue of a Jedi and hopefully full of busy people. He made his way to the square with time to spare, Jonas checked his surrounding for anything unusual but found nothing. He walked over to the statue and saw a old man standing there. The man had a white hair and a full grown beard for the looks of him Jonas thought he was homeless for a second. Jonas casually walked over to the old man "Red talon?" unsure of this was his contact. The old man nodded and handed him a data pad. The old man walked off into the market leaving Jonas studying the information. "Not bad for a old man" he said with a smug look on his face and walked off into a crowd.
