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filler post. Not decided which archived character to input first.

Formatting

That would be correct.

Multiple editions of the BBcodes have lost the fallatus to work properly.

Stargate - H.M.S Tempest

Yes, we'll do the same here.

As mentioned prior to DB loss, we'll be going with a young female Lieutenant who is in secret one of the Tok'ra.

Military

Name: Astridh Nic Shitric | Eydis
Rank: Lieutenant | Senior Deep-cover agent
Role: Tactical officer. Prefers to stay shipboard. Basic medical training | Infiltrator
Unit: Tempest Crew | Tok’ra.
Age: 25 (born January 6th, 1989, Ireland) | 1928 (spawned sometime in year 14 AD, unknown location)
Gender: Female | asexual, prefers female hosts and considers self female, but will not get mad if referred to as male while in a male host.
Sex: Yes, please.
Appearance: Neither thin nor thick, Astridh is in remarkably good shape for someone her age. As she has been a Tok’ra host for the past six years, she looks considerably younger than her twenty-five years. For this reason, she has at times had trouble with soldiers ranked below her not believing her rank. Physical prowess (a good, formal thrashing) has convinced them otherwise.
While her hair is pale golden blond and is typically tied back to be out of the way, her eyes are cold blue. She has the pale skin common to those of norse descent. She keeps her hair cut relatively short, but long enough to easily tie back.
As clothes go, she either wears a functional uniform or a shipboard jumpsuit, both with appropriate insignia.
Astridh is 158.3 cm tall.

Reason chosen for Tempest: Skill. She has proven remarkably skilled for her age, both as a soldier and as an officer. Her loyalty to the royal navy has been found to be without flaw. There is nothing on earth that could cause her to betray it.
Personality:
As Tok’ra, Astridh/Eydis has a complex personality. There are traits common to them both, traits only one has, and even some things they do not agree upon. While Eydis could have forced Astridh here, it goes against every belief she holds.

They are both very private and do not share much about themselves, preferring to keep quiet. While Eydis can be a bit social, Astridh has never been all that comfortable in disorderly crowds. Unlike most Tok’ra, they avoid, for obvious reasons, using the distinctive Symbiote voice trick.
The three primary goals they both have are simple:
- They seek to save the Tok’ra from extinction
- They want Eydis’ presence to remain a secret.
- They wish to do as good a job in the Royal Navy as they possibly can, so long as it does not interfere with the other two goals.

While fairly uncomfortable with Social reaction, they share an ability to focus utterly on a job, even if it is noisy around them, be it tactical planning, passing orders on to troops, treating injuries or reading books. Astridh is inherently against cruelty to others, whereas Eydis will at times be open to using whatever force she deems necessary, much to Astridh’s chagrin.

They are also very patient. They know that while it would be nice to complete the task quickly, sometimes patience is rewarding in itself. Naturally, like all Tok’ra, they both hate goa’uld, and are distrustful of any goa’uld that have gone over to the “good” side, demanding far more of them to prove their loyalty than most others will require. A few years of good behavior do not weight up for centuries of bad behavior.

So far as politics go, Astridh could not care overmuch. Her family, when they were still alive, never had a habit of caring much about who had political authority over whom. As a member of the navy, she prefers clear-cut chains of command. As such, she is not overfond of civilian posturing or civilian oversight. Eydis on the other hand, is fairly good at politics. She's been infiltrating goa'uld power structure on many occasions, manipulating events there and elsewhere. She might've been on the Tok'ra high council a few times, but she is not there now, nor has she been recently. As such, when it comes to politics, Astridh prefers to stay in the background.

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Notes:
Astridh regularly takes a naquadah suppressor injection to hide Eydis from detection by other symbiotes or former hosts.
Nobody except the Tok'ra High Council knows she's Tok'ra.

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Short Biography:

Astridh

Astridh, being of irish descent (with ancient norse roots), grew up in her family’s ancestral home in northern environs of Ireland, where ancient vikings once chose to settle. She has known well about her norse roots, but never really cared much about them. They were not all that relevant to her. Like most others in that region, she had a fairly normal childhood. Some, but not many friends, regular school. Unlike most others, neither she nor her family ever really cared all that much about religion. As such, they had stayed well out of the religious conflicts otherwise permeating their region. After completing her senior cycle of school, she enlisted in the navy. Of course, there were things that changed in her life between those last two events.

It was during the summer of her nineteenth year that she encountered her first alien. Not that she knew he was one at first. Or that it would matter to her. You see, shortly before she finished her senior cycle, her parents both died in an accident. A plane crash, to be precise. When there were no others around who would comfort her, he appeared out of the evening mist. [stereotypical much, eh?] He wasn’t remarkable to look at, but it turned out he could listen. More importantly, it soon became clear he could understand. He too had faced sudden loss. At first, he would not explain exactly how, but she did not mind, for he was willing to listen. He provided much-needed comforting. As the weeks of summer went by, he slowly opened up. He told her stories of ancient wars throughout the stars, of mystical gateways to travel between worlds. His stories were similar to many she had read before and seen on TV, yet they were unique. They distracted her from her grief.

It was only after the fifth week that he revealed the full truth. The fact that his stories weren’t merely made-up stories, but true events. When he revealed his spaceship. Astridh was, naturally, more than a little shocked, but she was also intrigued. Why shouldn’t she be? Though he turned out to be an alien, she still felt she knew him, especially after the stories he had told her, which she quickly realized had to be parts of his life story. Once the initial shock had passed, he revealed that he had come to earth, or to the Tau’ri, as he called humans, with the hope of saving his people, but he had a problem, his host and friend, was dying from something that could not be fixed. He had told his life story so that even if he could not find a solution, someone would know of it. He would not pass unforgotten.

Over the next couple of weeks, she questioned him more about that. What it would mean to be a host. She wanted to know more. He was, with her former friends, few as they were, having moved out, her only friend left. She could not bear losing him as well. “Joining me could mean persecution from your leaders should they find out.” he told her. She had, from his tales, suspected the same, but she did not care. She would not allow him to die. She could not allow it.

Thus, the following week, she told him of her decision, that she would be his next host. She knew there would be no turning back, but that did not matter to her. What would she turn back to? Living alone in the ancestral castle? Mourning her dead parents? Having no ideas about a career? The following evening, they decided to go through with it. “How?” she asked him. “Kiss me. Open-mouthed. I will do the rest.” he had answered. Feeling more than a bit awkward, she nonetheless did as instructed. Without warning, she felt something slippery shoot past her lips, then a sharp pain at the back of her throat. Then, she had blacked out.

When she next woke, probably no more than a minute later, there had been another presence in her head. That is the only way she could have described it. Her friend sat beside her, his breathing labored. “Goodbye, my love.” he said. Seconds later, her voice sounding deep and hollow, and not doing so at her command, answered “Goodbye, my friend.” It shocked her to have her voice outside her control, but then she could feel her symbiote’s thoughts within her head. She, Astridh only realized now that her symbiote preferred to be called as such, told her name was ‘Eydis’. It had not been revealed before because it would only have been confusing. Before their very eyes, they saw their friend’s labored breathing get harder and harder, then stop completely. He was dead. For an hour, if not longer, they sat there, simply learning more about each other, exploring each other’s memories.

Once they had a better idea of each other, they carried their deceased friend outside. Astridh marvelled at how easy it was to lift him, despite him being considerably taller and heavier than her. Inwardly, she could Feel Eydis smiling. Increased strength, she explained, was but one benefit. Astridh stacked firewood around the body, then Eydis took control and lit the pyre. It would take her a long time to get used to not always controlling her own body.

Once autumn came, they chose to enlist in the Royal Navy. In order to complete Eydis’ task, Astridh knew she would have to stand out from the rest. It might take years, but she knew she had more years than she had ever thought possible ahead of her now. The americans already had a number of warships and there was an international agreement, so they both figured it would not be too many years before Great Britain demanded to get one. They would do everything in their power to ensure that when that time came, they would be assigned to it. As such, they committed fully to the task of becoming the best the Royal Navy could produce. Eydis’ nearly two thousand years of experience certainly helped there. For somewhat over two years, she went through navy ratings training and service. Due to skill, both inherent and aided by Eydis, she rose through the ranks there. Slowly, but deliberately. some three and a half month into her third year, she was offered the chance to go on to take Navy Officer training. A chance she almost jumped at, knowing it would lead closer to their goal. Never once did she deviate from both that goal and from the loyalty to the navy. Other than an empty castle in northern Ireland, she had nothing to distract her or divide her loyalties. Tok’ra policy when infiltrating was to be as loyal as possible to the society infiltrated while accomplishing goal, so that worked out well.

Following officer training, Astridh specialized towards tactics, while also taking some training as a medic. With Eydis’ knowledge in her head, both of those were easy fields of study. For the next couple of years, she served with pride and skill eventually rising to the rank of lieutenant. This continued until sometime mid-autumn in her twenty-fourth year when she was approached and asked to join a “special unit” of the Navy, to receive unique training. This quickly turned out to be a cover for the Royal Navy’s acquisition of the latest class of starships, first of which bore the name Tempest. With this assignment, Astridh knew their mission was potentially approaching its final phase. Using a mix of medical training and Eydis’ own knowledge, they crafted a concealed injector for a naquadah dampener drug that would suppress the signs of their being Tok’ra from detection. All they could now hope for, would be to eventually gain access to Asgard Tech. The only evidence they carried with them of being more than human was the injector and Tok’ra ID, both of which were concealed well.

Eydis

Eydis is one of the older Tok’ra, from one of the last birthings of Egeria. Like others of her ilk, she strongly believes in the act of sharing the body equally with her hosts. Where some might spend days to transfer, she often takes weeks or more, simply to get to know her future host better. Had she had any interest in it, being of the generation she is, she could now have been on the high council, but she does not, preferring to stick to the same type of roles she has held in the past, i.e. that of deep-cover infiltration, where she speaks with other Tok’ra on a highly irregular basis.

When it comes to hosts, she has a preference for younger women who are smart, but have not reached their full potential. She will, if necessary, take male hosts, but she does not like those as much. As such, she is by most other Tok’ra considered “female” despite not being a true queen.

She has a long chain of successful infiltrations behind her, both of Goa’uld hierarchies and of lesser societies. It has not been unusual for her to behave as if she is a “good goddess” when taking more visible infiltration roles (i.e. acting goa’uld). The result often had her subjects adoring and or loving her. However satisfactory it might have been to have such adoration, she never let it go to her head. Whenever she infiltrates a society, she does so at the express order of the High Council, for a task assigned by them. The task is always foremost in her head. This keeps any reaction from any people she might be forced to rule from overwhelming her as it does to so many Goa’uld. Mind you, not all her infiltrations were successful in completing her task. Sometimes the result of such long-term gambles was simply another host to associate with for a century or two.

Ever since the Tok’ra queen, Egeria, died in 2002, Eydis has been working hard on finding a solution to their negative population growth. Technically she worked on it prior to that as well, but the work intensified afterwards. Her current plan involves gaining access to an asgard computer core, which she has heard rumors of the power contained within. She has hope that it might in fact be the solution to their problem. Though when she picked the host they had yet to gain access to such, Eydis knew that the Tau’ri had better relations with the Asgard. When they later killed themselves and left their legacy to the Tau’ri, her task only became more important. As long-lived as she is, she has no trouble starting an operation a decade or more before its fruition. Should her task actually meet with success, Eydis would sacrifice herself in a heartbeat.

Some technical info

Very little of this is IC knowledge for other characters. Other than what is in public/military records, of course.


Eydis/astridh notes:

Eidetic memory. Read things once – know it well.
Tok'ra knowledge. She has, naturally, got access to all of this. She has taken some classes to explain away how she knows some of these subjects. A large portion of her knowledge is still unavailable, as she hasn't found a way to “study” those subjects.

Fields of study she has unlocked:
Genetics & medicine:
Human body. She knows a lot about how it works, how to fix it, and how to break it. Perhaps even a little more than most humans know.
retroviral engineering
First aid (advanced, due to her intricate knowledge of human workings)
Military:
Ground tactics (some. Not a major focus. Too much of her knowledge is based on energy weapons to be able to explain in-depth knowledge)
Naval tactics (adapted from tok'ra knowledge combined with RN training)
Space tactics (tok'ra, with spatterings of Tau'ri. Excuse: gaming.)
Sensor studies (not quite to asgard level, but SG-program level Tau'ri & some tok'ra)
Beaming (she’s tried, but she and Eydis are still working on getting the knowledge “translated”.
Astridh doesn’t have deep earth science knowledge to understand the not-too-good earthly explanation for how it works.
Even though Eydis understand the science of ring platforms, those are ancient, whereas beaming is asgard. Think comparison of English and German.
Unarmed combat - Due to her knowledge of the human body, she’s good at disabling others, or even killing them.
Other knowledge:
Politics - She’s fairly adept at such maneuvering. Tok’ra origins, but the essence of politics is much the same everywhere.
Sci-fi - Astridh actually likes it. Eydis mocks its flaws while Astridh watches/reads. They find that ridiculously enjoyable.

Some knowledge she can’t very well reveal:
In-depth knowledge of galactic history. Eydis was there for much of the past two thousand years. She couldn’t not have picked up on it.
Goa’uld/tok’ra engineering. She knows quite a lot about it. Some she can’t bury
Naquadah-reliant tech - As a tok’ra she can use it. Not a good idea to reveal.
She knows a lot about Ariadne. Probably more than Ariadne knows anyone knows. Confidential Tok’ra records.

Flaws that can be abused:
Lawyer-hidden medical records. She’s keeping almost too much secret. (Joseph is curious why.)
Naquadah in blood. Hidden with Dampener. Not 100% certain. Probably won’t stand up against blood lab analysis.
Symbiote - X-rays and such will not lie. Eydis cannot hide from them
Dampener - She takes injections with this. Could feasibly be discovered/damaged.
Knowledge - some of her knowledge is simply too deep to be human. She tries to keep it down, but nobody’s perfect.
Memory - She might be listed as having eidetic memory now, but she did not have it during school. If someone digs deep enough, they will discover this. It is not something that can be normally gained.
Wounds - She heals quickly. She can slow it down, but neither likes prolonging dysfunction. The medic in her doesn’t like leaving injuries longer than absolutely necessary.
Strength - while its voluntary, she has access to superhuman strength. Sometimes she forgets she shouldn’t have that.
Perfect health - she doesn’t get sick. No sick leave during her entire military service. She can survive adverse conditions far longer than a human could.

Star Wars: Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Deceit.

The Sith are infamous for it.

Thirteen centuries ago, the Sith were exterminated.
Everyone knew that.
The Sith Empire was crushed.
Nothing remained.
Korriban laid to ruin.
The republic was safe from them.

Forever.

Or so we thought.
Twenty-eight years ago,
we learned from that mistake.
The Sith Empire was not gone.
The Red Sith were not extinct.
They had simply been biding their time.

Overnight, half the galaxy was attacked.
Korriban retaken.
Our forces had no chance to hold against this attack on so many fronts.
We were not ready.

In time, after many systems had been lost,
our forces began to hold the line.
But we could not push the Sith back into the regions from whence they came.
We were pressed on too many fronts.

Decades of war ensued.
A whole generation grew up knowing only galactic war.
Knew nothing of peace.
No one saw an end upon the horizon.

Without warning, the Sith Empire offered peace.
The Jedi warned us that the Sith could not be trusted.
We did not listen.
We needed peace.
Without it, our armies would soon collapse.

The negotiations began on Alderaan.
They were not easy, for the Sith were demanding.
Then Coruscant dropped off the Grid.
One moment, it was linked directly to the holonet.
The next it was not.
Ships sent there, disappeared.

Soon it became clear.
We should have listened to the Jedi.
The Sith had, in the midst of peace negotiations,
struck straight at our Capital World.
They had conquered it.

Suddenly we found ourselves with a poor hand in the negotiations.
The Sith started dictating terms in return for Coruscant.
We had no choice.
We had to give in.

Not much later,
the treaty was signed.
Thousands of star systems had to be abandoned to their own fate.
Billions would be crushed under the armored boots of the Sith empire.
But Coruscant was freed.

The death toll was unimaginable.
Nobody knew how large it was.
The Coruscanti Jedi temple was destroyed.
A still-smoking ruin.
Like so much else of the ecumenopolis.

Scans began to search for any survivors buried in the rubble.
Many were found.
But most were dead.

There was but one problem.
There were bodies missing in the temple.
Dozens of bodies,
if not hundreds.

Where were they? Some asked.
Everyone knew the answer.
The Sith had taken captives.
Lots of captives.

Are you one of them? Or are you one of their Sith captors?
Come here if you think you might be.

Star Wars: Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

This RP is currently recruiting. If you have a character in your soul that you want to unveil, then you can do that here.



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Deceit

The Sith are infamous for it. The Jedi Knew not to trust them fully, but not even they were prepared for just how far the Sith Empire would go. Following decades of War, the Sith sued for peace. The Jedi were of the belief that the Sith were insincere, but the republic knew it had no choice. Alas it came to be seen that the Sith were indeed devious. Right in the middle of the peace talks on Alderaan, they sent a fleet in covert to the republic capital of Coruscant, capturing it and holding it hostage, using it as a powerful tool in the negotiations.

Now the Peace treaty has been signed, the ecumenopolis returned to its owners. Republic estimates put the death tolls at over a hundred thousand from the mere three days the Empire held it. Though there is, for the first time in decades, peace in the galaxy, it has proven a bitter pill for many on both sides to swallow.

While the Sith know whom to blame among each other, things are not so clear in the republic. Some lay the blame at the feet of the republic high command, others at the recently reformed SIS. Others yet at the feet of the Galactic Senate. But more than any of these, people blame the Jedi, the very party that was hit the hardest in the sacking. The Jedi are not seen as saviors by the citizens of Coruscant. Some think that if the Jedi temple had not been there, then the Sith would not have struck them. The truth of this, like all other could-haves, is impossible to tell. But all of this is now history, and history cannot be altered.

The story that has not been told is that of the Jedi present in the Jedi temple on Coruscant. It is known that scores, if not hundreds, died. Though much of the outer shell of the temple, as well as the signature spires, was destroyed in the sacking, more yet remained intact. Computer records are clear on the number of Jedi present therein. however, these numbers do not even come close to matching those of the bodies found in the rubble and ruins. The difference is in the hundreds. Many are presumed to have been destroyed beyond recognition, but not that many.

The story here is about those who were not obliterated. The ones who were captured.

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Four days have now passed since the Jedi were captured and imprisoned aboard the Sith transport Hâsk. They have by now one and all been exposed to various tortures the Sith can imagine. As yet, none of them have fallen to the Dark Side, though it has been close. Several have died, but most have persevered.

Commanded by the mysterious and powerful Darth Nyiss, the Sith are committed to their usual games of intrigue. Though some are already above the rank of apprentice, the matronage of Darth Nyiss is not an offer to be scoffed at. Her rules, much like the rules in the Korriban academy, forbid them from killing each other, while also forbidding them from killing any of their prisoners. The rules are absolute. Of course, when it comes to removing inconvenient obstacles (each other), a murder without evidence of who did it is no murder.

The question is as such:
Which are you?
Prisoner or Captor, Jedi or Sith?

Jump over to the IRC and reveal the truth.
Or are you afraid to reveal it?

Note from the GMs

This is not a new roleplay. It has gone on for ninety-nine long IC posts. Even the Guildfall has not stopped it. During the Guildfall we transferred operations to a series of Google Docs, only to transfer them back down with the Guildrise. It has since gone on to gain a steady population of players and posts.

While we have lost some players over the months, we also have a hard core of dedicated players. We are always looking for more, and we gladly accept both those experienced with Advanced-level RPs and those who have never before dared to try them. Do give in to fear. That is your characters' job, not your own.

The IC thread is sometimes quiet for a week or three, but it is not dead. Same goes for the OoC. It is being used, but the players primarily talk on the IRC channel used by this RP and a couple of other RPs. (link is above)

This roleplay will go into mature themes (but not smut), so it is not for the faint of heart. People will be tortured. Occasionally maimed. Killed.
Maybe even raped (Not graphically. We and the guild do have standards to uphold). Blood will be spilled. If you cannot handle that, then this roleplay is not for you.
Posts herein are long. That is because most of them are written over days and few involve just one player. A twoplayer collaborative post will almost always end up longer than a singleplayer post.
Reading the IC thread isn't a requirement to join, but it is recommended that you do read through it eventually. Due to its length, that could take a while.
Combat, while it may happen, is not the focus of this RP. If you are one that only enjoys combat and would rather eat shoe leather than delve into the finer differences between the light and dark sides of both the Force and of people, then this RP is not for you.

If none of the above has scared you off then we encourage you to join in the OoC and submit a character when you feel ready to do so.

useful links & other information:

• Character list with post references, Ship description

New Characters are posted here in the OoC, but once they are approved, then they can go to the CS thread.

• Which happens to be here.


• Galaxy map


• Hâsk Deck Plan


• Hâsk Prison Deck Layout


• Wookieepedia article: Sacking of Coruscant

Current Character population:
Found here.

Character sheet template

Who and what are you? From where do you come, to where are you going? Tell us about yourself.
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Few men truly serve more than one cause. Sure, you might pay lip service to many and support others, but which cause do you serve most? The Galactic Republic and the Jedi order, or the glorious Sith Empire? If you have other causes you pay some service to, you may mention them as well.
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Eyes grow weak with age. They cannot see you clearly. Would you kindly describe what you look like and the sort of clothes you wear? Do not leave out anything you think would be relevant. Are you young? Old? Human? Alien? Male? Female? Scarred? Deformed? Yellow? Blue? Green? Red?
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Now you have described somewhat about yourself, but you have not covered why you fight. Is it out of idealistic belief, or is it something else?
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Surely you are not like everyone else. What sort of skills make you stand out from the rest? Do they stand out because you excel at them, or because you fail miserably?
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You have not been in touch with the rest so far. How do you relate to them? Are there any friends of yours among them? any enemies? Or perhaps you even have family therein? Do not hesitate here because you do not see yourself mentioned in other players' character sheets. They may simply have forgotten to write you up. Correct that mistake, would you?
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The past makes you who you are. What sort of events made you the one you are? Do some events mean more to you than others? Did you have a good or a bad life?
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No good character is without his or her flaws. Nobody’s perfect. The heroes, be they good or evil, tend to have more blatant flaws than the tagalongs. What be thine flaws?
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No matter if you are a Jedi or a Sith, you probably made a lightsaber once upon a time. What does it look like?

If you wield a Lightsaber, which of the Seven combat forms has your order trained you in?
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What sort of person are you? Do you use the Force for combat, or do you prefer to wield its more mystical branches? Is there something you excel at above all other things? Is there something you are hopelessly bad at? What limitations do you have?
Don’t forget that this is in the middle of a war. Anyone of truly great skill would have been at or near the front lines.
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a) You are a Sith. How come you arrived now, several days after the others? Why would the powerful Darth Nyiss let you in at such a late time?
b) You are Jedi. Yet you have not been held with the other prisoners. Why not? Were you captured elsewhere? Did you just get captured? Or have you simply been isolated till now?
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Is there anything else you would like to mention about yourself? You know there is something. Don't be shy.
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Wanted characters:
Two-three Sith. (Jedi may be permitted if you have a good one.)