Post by ☢Axl☢ on Mar 5, 2009 17:55:38 GMT -5
Faction: Sith Special Forces
Rank:Sergeant
Name: James Avery
Race: Echani
Age: 27
Height: 6'0
Weight:190 lbs
Appearance:
Like all echani, James has white hair and eyes, it is combed back and very gentlemanlike. He is a long, vertical scar above and below his left eye.
Birth place: Naboo
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence:7
Speed: 5
Leadership: 6
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 5
Alignment: -1
Bio: James was born to a middle class family on the luscious world of Naboo. His mother was a politician and his father a surgeon. They lived an average life; nothing special until he turned 8, then his parents discovered his true potential. He had already learned to read at only 2 and his parents didn’t think anything of it but now, when he could perform algebraic calculations, run twice as fast as a person his age and even lift as much as the average 15 year old.
However around the time that James was 14, his mother and father got into a fight and eventually divorced. James was heart broken and decided to run away and live a life on his own. He stowed away on a small freighter headed for Nar Shaddaa, and when he arrived, he was overwhelmed by the size of this world, the complexity and the many many souls who inhabited the dark world. He decided to live the life of a criminal, though he knew life would be difficult and different than he was used to, without having regular meals and having such things as a house, bathroom, and safety from people who are bigger and meaner.
So his life was fairly simple for the next 2 years, traveling among the millions on the streets, robbing stores and people here and there until one day he bit off a little more than he could chew, he ran into a Sith Recruiting officer, who was drunk, at a small bar. The two, after enjoying many nice drinks, got into a fight that only escaladed to a higher level of danger as the seconds went by, Then Finally, words stopped being used when James drew a small, illegally modified blaster but before he could shoot, 2 other Sith Guards then jumped him, quickly overwhelming him as the other lie on the ground, writhing in pain. They restrained James, arrested him, and detained him in prison for the night. All Night, in his cell, he blabbered on endlessly about random nonsense that not even the most experienced drunkard could understand. The next morning he woke with a severe headache as he was questioned by two sith officials at the secret Embassy in the lower city of the planet, they questioned him intensely for hours and hours to know avail, they couldn’t get any information regarding why he assaulted the Sith in the first place. He didn’t answer much and when he did, the words were mispronounced and were completely gibberish.
The next week began his trial; they took him to the Sith Capital and brought him before a judge an jury. It looked like he was going to be placed in Jail for many years until finally, one night in his cell, he rediscovered his ‘abilities’ when he completely destroyed the toilet out of anger. The next day in his trial, he showed the Judge his ‘skills’ algebraically, Strength and speed wise. He told the Judge and Jury that if they could let him go, he would enlist in the Sith Military immediately, imagine the potential for the rising Sith Civilization. They agreed.
For the next 4 years of his life he was put through the sith Boot camp and School of infantry until he was 23, 4 years later when he graduated, he was officially welcomed as a private in the Army. He fought many battles with the sith and He showed his courage and skills during many battles, he even singlehandedly overwhelmed a very small militia of only around 35 in a small town after his other seven comrades had been severely wounded, he then carried the dead and dying back to the camp, one by one.
For his intense acts of bravery in the past 6 years in the battle field, he was slowly promoted higher and higher, working his way up until eventually he got to Sergeant where he is today.
RP Sample:
James stood up from the tall, green grass and charged towards the large building along with his fellow soldiers. They all simultaneously drew their rifles, wildly firing at the militiants and the anti-infantry turrets which had already killed, or severely wounded a few of them. He crouched down behind a large cragily rock, pulled out a large rockey launcher, loaded it and fired three shots upon the front lines, half of them were dead. He tossed out a grenade before running back out, firing wildly onto the few who werent cowering in fear, another few dead. He tried to fire on one last soldier hiding behind a wall, he imed at his skull and fired, but got the dissapointing *Click* signifying that the round was empty. The angril threw the gun to the ground, charged at the man after ripping his vibroblade out of its sheath. He came out from behind a corner, kicked the man in the skull, crushed his jaw into the pavement,and slashed open his trachea. He then looked out upon the battle field....not one enemy survivor.
Rank:Sergeant
Name: James Avery
Race: Echani
Age: 27
Height: 6'0
Weight:190 lbs
Appearance:
Like all echani, James has white hair and eyes, it is combed back and very gentlemanlike. He is a long, vertical scar above and below his left eye.
Birth place: Naboo
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence:7
Speed: 5
Leadership: 6
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 5
Alignment: -1
Bio: James was born to a middle class family on the luscious world of Naboo. His mother was a politician and his father a surgeon. They lived an average life; nothing special until he turned 8, then his parents discovered his true potential. He had already learned to read at only 2 and his parents didn’t think anything of it but now, when he could perform algebraic calculations, run twice as fast as a person his age and even lift as much as the average 15 year old.
However around the time that James was 14, his mother and father got into a fight and eventually divorced. James was heart broken and decided to run away and live a life on his own. He stowed away on a small freighter headed for Nar Shaddaa, and when he arrived, he was overwhelmed by the size of this world, the complexity and the many many souls who inhabited the dark world. He decided to live the life of a criminal, though he knew life would be difficult and different than he was used to, without having regular meals and having such things as a house, bathroom, and safety from people who are bigger and meaner.
So his life was fairly simple for the next 2 years, traveling among the millions on the streets, robbing stores and people here and there until one day he bit off a little more than he could chew, he ran into a Sith Recruiting officer, who was drunk, at a small bar. The two, after enjoying many nice drinks, got into a fight that only escaladed to a higher level of danger as the seconds went by, Then Finally, words stopped being used when James drew a small, illegally modified blaster but before he could shoot, 2 other Sith Guards then jumped him, quickly overwhelming him as the other lie on the ground, writhing in pain. They restrained James, arrested him, and detained him in prison for the night. All Night, in his cell, he blabbered on endlessly about random nonsense that not even the most experienced drunkard could understand. The next morning he woke with a severe headache as he was questioned by two sith officials at the secret Embassy in the lower city of the planet, they questioned him intensely for hours and hours to know avail, they couldn’t get any information regarding why he assaulted the Sith in the first place. He didn’t answer much and when he did, the words were mispronounced and were completely gibberish.
The next week began his trial; they took him to the Sith Capital and brought him before a judge an jury. It looked like he was going to be placed in Jail for many years until finally, one night in his cell, he rediscovered his ‘abilities’ when he completely destroyed the toilet out of anger. The next day in his trial, he showed the Judge his ‘skills’ algebraically, Strength and speed wise. He told the Judge and Jury that if they could let him go, he would enlist in the Sith Military immediately, imagine the potential for the rising Sith Civilization. They agreed.
For the next 4 years of his life he was put through the sith Boot camp and School of infantry until he was 23, 4 years later when he graduated, he was officially welcomed as a private in the Army. He fought many battles with the sith and He showed his courage and skills during many battles, he even singlehandedly overwhelmed a very small militia of only around 35 in a small town after his other seven comrades had been severely wounded, he then carried the dead and dying back to the camp, one by one.
For his intense acts of bravery in the past 6 years in the battle field, he was slowly promoted higher and higher, working his way up until eventually he got to Sergeant where he is today.
RP Sample:
James stood up from the tall, green grass and charged towards the large building along with his fellow soldiers. They all simultaneously drew their rifles, wildly firing at the militiants and the anti-infantry turrets which had already killed, or severely wounded a few of them. He crouched down behind a large cragily rock, pulled out a large rockey launcher, loaded it and fired three shots upon the front lines, half of them were dead. He tossed out a grenade before running back out, firing wildly onto the few who werent cowering in fear, another few dead. He tried to fire on one last soldier hiding behind a wall, he imed at his skull and fired, but got the dissapointing *Click* signifying that the round was empty. The angril threw the gun to the ground, charged at the man after ripping his vibroblade out of its sheath. He came out from behind a corner, kicked the man in the skull, crushed his jaw into the pavement,and slashed open his trachea. He then looked out upon the battle field....not one enemy survivor.
