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Post by The Lord Elfy the Great on May 3, 2009 14:14:08 GMT -5
The Jedi Order is all but extinct. The Sith rule the galaxy with an iron fist, and their number match that of the previous Jedi Order. The power of the Dark Side has consumed the Galaxy.
You are one of the few remaining Jedi. You serve under the last Jedi Council member who remains hidden on a far off world. You are given your orders and then you obey. No questions, no hesitation. You are a Shadow, the secret police of the Jedi. The only code you follow is to remove the influence of the Dark Side wherever possible. All that you know is that only a precious few other Shadows exist but you know nothing of them, and the Council Member wishes it as such.
During your time at the Academy, your path may have been a different one than that of the Shadow, but it is no longer. You are a Jedi, a Shadow, an eradicator of the Sith. You are a Jedi Knight.
Will you survive, or be consumed by the Dark Side?
Alright just to make it easier, I'll need you to fill out a bio. Make sure I can "see" your character. In other words, be descriptive.
Bio
Name:
Age: (Not too old, you are a Jedi Knight)
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Once you post your bio, I will post, and give you the situation you are in to begin with, much like Panda. So you know, I might be using a dice roll to determine the out come of some battles/events so if it seems like I'm being mean to you it is fate and/or probability that is being mean to you. ^_^
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Post by Jupi on May 3, 2009 14:26:20 GMT -5
Bio Name: Amy Ordeia Age: (Not too old, you are a Jedi Knight) 19 Appearance: (The dress-thing with a black robe over it lol.) Personality: Ordeia is quite cheerful and happy, especially for the times the Jedi are facing. She finds this as a time to show her skills, primarily in assasinations. History: Amy was born three years before the complete fall of the Jedi Order. Her parents were rich merchants who planned to have her inherit their massive trade empire, spanning most of the Republic core worlds. This all changed when Jedi fell. Trade routes perviously protected were ravaged by pirates and Amy was sent to the tmple to supplement the falling numbers of Jedi Knights. The masters soon found her to be a remarkable assasin. She was stealthy, efficient, and too stubborn and cheerful to fall prey to the Sith; the perfect hitman. After the Jedi fell, she was one of the first told to conduct operations against the Dark Side, a task she found perfect to prove her abilities to herself, and the Sith.
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Post by The Lord Elfy the Great on May 3, 2009 14:45:53 GMT -5
A fierce blizzard howls frighteningly outside. The snow of the planet Ilum is pure white, but at the moment it has turned into a ferocious representation of Nature itself. The below zero temperatures have begun to creep into the cave in which Amy resides. It would seem that soon the cold will drive any living creature deeper into the caves, searching for warmth.
A small fire crackles not far from the mouth of the cave. Nearby stalactites drip occasionally, succumbing to the heat of the fire. The dripping echos throughout the cave but it is barely heard above the howling of the wind outside.
Next to the fire stands a static looking, blue figure adorned in a full robe that conceals all features of the being. Even its hands were hidden inside the selves of the robe, revealing no detail at all, which of course is what the Council Member wished. For if the any of the Shadows were ever captured by the Sith, it would be a terrible thing if they were to expose any detail about the last Jedi Master. The hologram projector then spoke, using a voice scrambler it was difficult to even begin to guess the gender of the being.
"Amy, your next task is to eliminate the Zabrak Sith Knight named of Marris Sazen, and her Padawan, a human named Xian Yamato. The are currently in the crystal caves of Ilum. While both should be eliminated, the Padawan is your primary target. I will contact you once you have signaled the completion of your mission."
The moment the being had finshed speaking, the hologram shut off, leaving the Jedi Knight alone next to the slowly dying fire.
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Post by Jupi on May 3, 2009 14:56:07 GMT -5
Amy enjoyed the last few moments of the fire before standing up. She made sure that her entire body was wrapped up, and she began to make her way out of the cave. As the temperatures dropped she heard more cries of animals through the force, and soon knew that they would come through the cave to find shelter. She felt bad for the creatures and quickly exited the cave to allow them to come in, without attacking her. "The crystal caves are due north of my position... About half a mile. I better get there before the temperature drops anymore."
((Do I have any means of transportation? Like a speeder bike?))
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Post by The Lord Elfy the Great on May 3, 2009 15:31:57 GMT -5
The instant the fire died, a swarm of animals came rushing toward the cave paying no regard to anything in their way. The Jedi Knight had just missed the stampede and was fortunate enough to have done so in such a timely manner. Howling wind whistled around the nearby cargo freighter that belonged to Amy. It was an unimpressive XS-800 light freighter. It was a sickly greenish-brown color with visible spots of rust on the hull. Though badly in need of a tune-up and a cleaning, the ship managed to carry food, water, and a small speeder bike used to quickly reach the mission targets. This bike was quite useful for carrying the Shadows to their targets without having to land the ship too close so as to alert their prey. Currently the bike itself was camouflaged white, to help blend in with the snowy climate of Ilum. Though helpful, at the moment this whitish coloring served little purpose other than to fool those that stood less than five meters from it. The blizzard was slowly beginning to reduce visibility and the weather was just continuing to get colder.starwars.wikia.com/wiki/XS-800_light_freighter
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Post by Kitty on May 11, 2009 19:53:47 GMT -5
Name: Nom Delano
Age: 25
Appearance: Brown, wavy hair, sweeping to the left just above the eyes. A good 6'3", but rather skinny. Lean and athletic, with long arms and legs. Human.
Personality: Extremely direct-to-the-point. Not out-going, not shy. Loves to test himself, although not always in a rash or potentially dangerous ways. Witty and a quick thinker. Overall, not a genius, but has some smarts.
History: Nom's life is short. Unlike some of the Jedi who have colorful pasts, Nom's was simple. He was found to be force sensitive, and his parents let the Jedi Order take him. Nom was apprenticed at age 15 to a master who, while a great teacher, was not exactly a friendly or emotional person. Thus, Nom's bond with his teacher was strictly teacher to student. Nom never felt that his master was anything except a person who would help him continue on as a Jedi, and his master felt much the same way.
Whatever his master's faults were, he did train Nom well. Nom passed the Jedi Trials flawlessly, and became a Jedi Knight at age 22. He recieved very little experience from missions, as his years as a Jedi Knight were limited to computer work, protection for high ranking political figures, and data analysis, something Nom was able to do extremely well. Nom's biggest mission after his Knighthood was a month posing undercover to help the Coruscant Homeland Security bust open a huge narcotic smuggling chain, involving almost 35% of all the narcotics sold in Coruscant.
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Post by The Lord Elfy the Great on May 12, 2009 15:50:52 GMT -5
A metal crate thudded heavily on the ground next to Nom. The grayish and uninteresting cargo hold was jam packed with hundreds upon hundreds of heavy metal crates. It had taken many hours to load such a numerous amount of cargo onto the ship but, eventually, the ship had taken off from a port on Manaan. It now approached it's destination a planet, filled with artificial light, surrounded by quite a few shipyards. Coruscant, the Queen of the Core, the political hub of the galaxy. Now it was surrounded by a few shipyards to assist in meeting the massive quota of ships required by the Sith. Though none of this could be seen by Nom, for he himself occupied one of this heavy metal crates.
A small holographic figure stood projected in the crate with him. "Nom, you have arrived in orbit above Coruscant. You are to remain in the crate until you are released from it and will then eliminate any of the Sith soldiers who notice you. Your target is a Twi'lek senator, Zhar Vao. Do not be fooled by his outer appearance." Just as the hologram had cut off the ship landed with a thud onto a platform situated somewhere on the planet surface.
An hour or so passed before the metallic clicking of boots on the ship's corridor could be heard. The sound of an occasional grunt penetrated the silence as soldiers began to lift the crates and carry them off the ship. As the room began to grow empty, a soldier was finally able to reach the crate in which Nom resided in. "Hey! This one sounds hollow." shouted the soldier before he began to open the crate.
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Post by Shadow on Jun 19, 2009 0:00:54 GMT -5
Name: Sauren Age: 19 Appearance: Personality: Sauren is reserved, quite, and he carries himself in a manner that makes you think he has something on his mind. Even in stressful situations he never seems to care to terribly much about the immediate danger, he always looks beyond as though he sees something more. History: Sauren is part of a long lineage that reaches back before the Mandalorian Wars, before the Battle for Peace, he is connected by the very roots to the warriors of an ancient and long destroyed planet, and that's all he knows of his family. Sauren was found at the step of the door of a man who sold droid parts, three years later the Sith destroyed the planet but, Suaren was spared. The Sith sensed the midichlorian count, its strength, and took the child. Exactly one year after that, Sauren was transferred to a Sith academy via a large transport with several other kidnapped children. It's unknown what went on during that one year, but what is know is, that transport never made it to its destination someone, Jedi maybe or maybe just rouges seized control of that transport. Sauren wasn't told anything more after that, only that he ended up in the possession of the temple, and since then he has trained his Jedi ability. He has executed every order without flaw since, and now his only purpose is to serve the fallen order.
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Post by The Lord Elfy the Great on Jun 19, 2009 16:44:58 GMT -5
ooc: Nice to have you back Shadow
A eerie howl echoed through the jungle of Dxun. Creatures skirted around the outside of a dirt covered clearing. The thick brush and hanging vines obscured all but the glowing yellow eyes of the bloodthirsty beasts. In the center of the clearing stood a shimmering holographic figure adorned with a concealing plain robe. The figure was oriented toward the Jedi Shadow who had landed in the clearing only moments before.
"Sauren, your target is the Mandalorian base, or more specifically the Mandalorians in it. Your primary target is Mandalore, who has allied himself with the Sith. We cannot take the risk of taking a diplomatic approach so you will eliminate Mandalore and any others that get in your way. It is possible that there will be a Sith Knight in the base. Be stealthy, leave no witnesses." At that the hologram decended back into the projector. Leaving the Jedi Shadow and his ship alone on Dxun to face the pack of four Maalraas that were now sprinting toward their new found prey.
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Post by Shadow on Jun 19, 2009 23:57:52 GMT -5
Sauren ignited his saber and prepared for battle, death was on the Malraas breath, he kicked up some dirt from the ground and pushed away with the force at a decayed tree, then rushed the lead Malraa. Saurens breath hastened, he could feel the lift from the force as he dove through the air, the orange glow of his saber lighting the way to his victim, the tree.
With its size he knew a fall would scare off the pack, Sauren landed behind the tree and gave it a large sweep, the blade seering through it and causing mass wreckage at the trees collapse.
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