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5 yrs ago
Undertow only makes me think of Tool. Good album though.
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5 yrs ago
Incest in 1x1 interest check. Opinion invalidated.
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5 yrs ago
Yeah don’t ever recall BLM charging the US Capitol building, scaling the walls, attacking Capitol police and breaking windows to enter.
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5 yrs ago
RIP America 1776 - 2021. We had a good run.
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6 yrs ago
If I am made mod I will do what everyone truly desires and delete the status bar.
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ABOUT ME:
  • Male.
  • EST USA timezone.
  • Been RPing since 2011.
  • Mainly into sci-fi RPs.
  • GM'd and been a player in too many roleplays to list.


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Feel free to hit me up if you wanna RP with me or have a RP idea you think I might be into.

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JJ_Maxx said
Oh it's not Lander that feels that way, it's me, because the un-named bartender was a dick, didn't have a sister and cheated on his wife and has multiple children he doesn't take care of. That's who he is. How do I know that? Because he wasn't a character till he was made one and we all wrote him any way we way we wanted. The smart thing to do would have been to make a new character to introduce or let us know that someone was changing a pre-existing character. Good guys are boring as hell, as they are not like regular people. Everyone has their faults. Even you.


Woah, woah, all of you settle down.

I made the bartender a generic NPC to add life to the inn. I probably should've stopped him from becoming more than that. Think I'm just gonna have full control over NPCs, if things like this lead to arguments.
"Yes I give you my word, I was intending to search for why they came to this innocent town in the first place, but now we must. But that will take place tommorow, it is far too dark and cold now for us to be wandering around in the mountains where I presume they came from." Aldred said as he rose from his seat and looked at Emilia. He grased her hand in a firm hand shake then released it as he moved to speak with the group as a whole.

"You all have the rest of the night to yourselves, tomorrow we shall begin our journey, the first step being to find the source of the giants and prevent future attacks if they may happen." He said, his voice booming in the damaged building. The former vanguard then sat back down in his seat, glancing at Emilia once more.

"Do you mind if we all sleep in your inn tonight? I can pay for the rooms if you wish." He said to her from his seated position.
Name: Kadan Vicitius
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 35
Homeworld: Dantooine.

Physical Appearance:


Personality: Kadan is a dedicated Sith warrior who believes strongly in justice and order, seeing the dark side as a way to help him gain the power in order to spread his "perfect" form of order across the stars. But he does not see the Force as black and white as Sith and Jedi do, seeing advantages and disadvantages to both sides, he has gained this insight from experiencing both sides of it, as a former Jedi and current Sith. Despite this, he favors the dark side of the Force, using his anger, hatred and passion in order to unleash the full strength of his powers, he just realizes that both sides can be harassed.

He despises the Jedi, seeing their way of ignoring emotions and what he sees as a perceived fear of the Force as idiotic and unnatural. In battle he puts himself above his soldiers, seeing them as essential cannon fodder and he expects them to fall in line and fight with him. He does respect the strongest of soldiers, and recognizes a powerful ally when he finds them. He is utterly driven by his own goals, not letting anyone get in his way, he is willing to strike down anyone who tries to stop him. In non combat situations he is a calm, calculating individual who will put on a facade of friendliness and understanding in order to get what he needs.

Skills:
- He is excellent with a lightsaber, able to take on Jedi with supreme confidence.
- Force training.
- He knows the following lightsaber forms: Shii-Cho, Makashi and Soresu. He is best at Makashi, able to duel other lightsaber wielders with excellent ability in the form.
- A solid hand to hand combatant.

Equipment: Kadan always carries his lightsaber, a curve hilted weapon which emits a pulsing red blade, the other item he carries is a communications device.

Powers:
- Basic abilities (Pull, push, grip, sense, jump, etc)
- Force lightning
- Force choke
- Mind trick
- Force blinding

Flaws:
- Terrible with firearms, just absolutely bad, he would rather risk running up and punching someone than trying to shoot them.
- An incredibly average pilot, he can fly a ship, just no better than the average person can.
- Headstrong, he likes getting his own way, he will take orders from someone who he agrees with and respects, but tends to go his own way with things.

Personal History: Born to the typical loving family on Dantooine, both of his parents were engineers, often out of the house. At a very early age, around five, a Jedi knight came to his family's household and sensed that Kadan was force sensitive. He was taken from his family live every other potential force user the Jedi found and brought to the Jedi academy. He never saw his parents again, figuring that at this point in his life they'd be dead. At the academy he learned the ways of the Force, showing potential in lightsaber combat as well as powers of the Force.

He excelled through the Jedi ranks, eventually becoming a padawan and being assigned to a beautiful Twi'lek Jedi master, who he began to develop feelings for as he reached the end of his training under her. He of course never acted upon these feelings as they were forbidden under the Jedi code. This was the beginning of his frustration with the Jedi as he didn't understand how feelings of love were shunned by the Jedi, it just felt uncomfortably strange to him. He reached the rank of Jedi knight and as such was free to go on his own missions for the council. His first several missions were uneventful, typical boring ones that often had him play peacekeeper or scaring away bandits.

The turning point in his life came four years after his knighthood, at the age of twenty seven he was sent to a small planet along with two other fellow knights in order to investigate rumors of an upcoming assault by slavers. The rumors were correct, as shortly after the Jedi arrived, Trandoshan slavers assaulted in massive groups in an attempt to secure the village and take the residents as slaves. The battle initially started well, as the Jedi held off the small scout groups, then the brute of the attacking force hit, eventually killing the two other Jedi. Kadan survived the battle, though after watching his two companions get cut down his emotions got the best of him and he let his anger affect him. He snapped, slaughtering every single slaver, even the ones that had surrendered. The most disturbing part was that he felt no regret over it as he fully believed the slavers deserved it.

He became more disinterested and lost with the Jedi way the months after, eventually coming on contact with a Sith lord who drew him to the Sith. He ended up embracing the Sith after seeing their differences from the Jedi. He eventually gained a reputation among the Sith after showing his full commitment to the cause, like many Sith before him he struck down his master once he was confident his teachings were complete. He currently has no apprentice, not yet finding one he sees as worthy.

Extra/Other: N/A
My CS is almost done. I'll have it up sometime tommorow.
Aldred remained in his seat, watching each of his new companions return to the inn, figuring that some still had to walk on over. He watched as Sipley, apparently completely healthy, rose from her position on the floor, then stormed out of the room in a fit of anger, sadness or some negative emotion. She was a definite ice queen, that was for sure.

His train of thought changed as Emilia approached him, her eyes and hands examining his old armor, the various marks, cuts and bruises adorning it like stripes on a dress. He looked up at her, and spoke.

"Yes, I wore this during the war, have worn it ever since it ended, fought every battle in this armor, then when I left it came with me. They've changed the armor since the war ended, streamlined them, much less cumbersome they like to say. I'm just too used to this hunk I suppose." He said with a smile full of nostalgia as his eyes wandered to a chunk of rubble on the floor.

"You were one of the people I was told would be accompanying us on our journey, though I can understand if you want to decline after what has transpired today," Aldred said, pausing for a moment. "Make sure to have a messenger sent to the capital, they'll send some people out to help with repairs, then hopefully station some guards after seeing the giant's corpses."
"I come from a similar place, some shitty rock in the deep colonies. Glad to be out here where it's a lot nicer. Hell, even a ship beats it." Erik said with a smile, then looked at his cards and slid them to the middle of the table, unsatisfied with what he had been dealt, signaling that he was folding his hand.

"Shitty. Guess I'm not that lucky with cards." He said, leaning back in his seat and folding his arms across his chest. He rose from his seat right after the pilot spoke, ready to go claim his living quarters. He noticed his familiar weapon and tool cases sitting by a wall, at least they delivered his stuff like they said they would. He picked up his jacket and bag once again, then approached the gear which were in heavy metal cases. He slide those into the bag, then headed towards the ladder, grasping the steel bars as he went up. Shortly after Risty and Caelum had, though he went in a different direction, one that took him to the men's quarters.

As he entered the men's quarters he figured out that he was the first one there, which of course meant choice claim on which bunk to take, not that it meant anything, they were all the same boring setup, he picked the one in te farthest right corner from the door, and dropped his bag on the floor in front of the bed. Erik then knelt down and popped it open, first pulling out the clothing, including his jacket, all of which he put in the dresser. Then he popped open the weapons case, checking his familiar submachine gun and pistol, the pistol which he clipped to his belt with the safety on of course.

He then locked the case containing his SMG, sliding it right under his bed. Finally he pulled a chair over, seating himself in it and examining his tool case, which he opened, going through all of his essential items. When he was satisified with that he moved to the bed, popping open the window, then laid down on the bed on top of the covers, stared at the ceiling for a moment, then closed his eyes, deciding to power nap while he had a spare moment.
Midori said
um excuse me guys but the bartender is super dead


Yeah I noticed that, guess they were talking to a ghost.
NarcissisticPotato said
I'll have a CS up soon! Question though, is there any form of weaponry that isn't a light sabre and isn't just a conventional blaster? Like blades of sort but more deadly so it would be on-par with a light sabre?


Vibroblades.
I'll post later
LokiLeo789 said
So did my attack even do anything to the giant or what...:P

the other after receiving several wounds in vital areas


Yes, it did.
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