PetiteAmbivert

The Beginning of The First Order - 1x1 Mature

I just wanted it to be known but this was the dress she's wearing because I'm that damn nerd that finds pictures and references for everything. http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1FYRSJpXXXXXUXFXXq6xXFXXXL/2015-Elegant-Prom-Evening-Dresses-Mermaid-Crew-Appliques-Red-font-b-Black-b-font-font-b.jpg

The Beginning of The First Order - 1x1 Mature

She's arrived clad in one of her nicer evening gowns; one that accented her form quite nicely. It was a floor length gown that hugged her hips and curves in such a fine way it could have only been made for her. Her face painted to perfection with her bright hazel eyes lined with black and her lips painted the exact shade of red of her down. Her hair was curled and pulled atop her head in a simple style that accented her features. Being a few inches taller than before due to the sizable heels under the glittering red gown but she thinks nothing of it as she stands and smiles at groups of people, letting the crass words roll off of her. It did take a bit of focus not to rip off one of her heels and stab it through the eye of the man currently trying to tell her of some war story to do with him doing a routine patrol during the Battle of Endor. Her white teeth showing as she nodded with pseudo curiosity.

Being one of the younger representatives of the First Order came with both it's perks and it's draw backs, such as the ones where had to bat her lengthened lashes and gaze at men much older than her with round curious coal lined eyes. With her lips set at an innocent pout most of those who she spoke saw her as nothing more than a face to which they used to stroke their own egos. She knew of the words they spoke of after she had left and the moment she grew to her limit with the man's on going story her hand rose in a gentle wave of the wrist, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "You need to go speak with the representative of Geonosis." She quietly stated as the older man stiffened a moment. He repeated her words before making his way through the crowd.

Solaras' heels clicked on the marbled floors to an outer point of the crowds, observing for a moment before her 'guard' arrived next to her. He presented her with a stronger than the fruit water drink, something she gently sipped on- leaving a red imprint upon the glass. "Thank you, Joran." She calmly stated as she pulled the glass to her lips again. The smirk that played on her lips was clearly evident as she watched the crowd with little interest. "I wouldn't go playing a game of chance in a room full of politicians, someone is going to claim it robbed their planet of an obnoxious amount of money and then cry war when it is revealed it didn't." Her words were laced with spite but played off as entertained by the way she rose a well groomed brow at the man.

Of course she knew exactly who this man was, Joran Jase the Smuggler and possibly Force Sensative canidate to be in charge or a much larger operation. She openly eyed him over for a moment before actually smiling at the remainder of his words. "Oh tish tosh Joran. You can't do that." She paused a moment before downing the rest of her glass in one fatal swig. She looked him dead on and with a small smirk continued, "The spa here is too nice." That innocent facade that was allowed to fall in her moment of peace returned as another younger man approached them. A less than pleased growl could be heard from the back of her throat as she straightened up and replaced the doe eyed look and pout upon her features. She rose the back of her hand to quietly say, "This guy is rather rude." As thought she were warning him of what was to come.

"Quite the party you've put on Solaras." The man smoothly stated as he, rather obnoxiously, looked her form over and all but licked his lips. He was the classic kind of human, tall, blonde hair blue eyes and some generic family name that no one really cared about. There was a slight twitch of Solaras' brow that disappeared as her she spoke. "Thank you. The First Order is more than willing to work with someone in charge." A snort escaped the man as he took another swig of the dark drink in his hand. "In charge? Is that what they are telling you,sweetheart?" Her jaw clenched at his words, her hands aching to send wave after wave of lightning through his body.

"It's true, it really is!" She exclaimed as her bottom lip came out, his eyes zoning in on it for a moment. "I'm one of The First Order's more trusted representatives. They wouldn't leave such an event to a no one." The man chuckled again, very visibly rolling his eyes at her before glancing at Joran. "Tch, and let me guess. You're one too right? Such a powerful member of The First Order right?" The emphasis on the latter words being full of sarcasm and mocking. The man took a step towards Joran, leaning in with his back to Solaras though not out of ear shot. "Tell me, why are you even here? Why not stop being dilussional and realize all that The First Order has to offer is nothing more than pathetic words and pipe dreams?" He glanced over his shoulder with a smug look at Solaras before looking back at the smuggler. "Do they at least let you fuck her? She's gotta be good right?" His words were crass and disgusting but still words none the less.

Solaras inhaled a moment to compose herself and stared at Joran while the other man's back was to her. Her eyes telling him to keep it together and play nice...yet, there was something underlying in her gaze. Something of satisfaction, as though she knew there was something coming the man's way and he had no idea. 'Just don't kill him.' That was all she desired at the moment- their plans would all come forth and it would be satisfaction enough.

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The Rising

Coruscant

The sky was dazzling and the air crisp in the cool down of the slowly but surely setting sun of Coruscant. The hundreds, if not thousands, of speeders and freighters traveled easily above glass domed penthouse ballroom of one of the planet's more prestigious hotels. Dozens of people mingled and mixed under the clear as day roof- laughter and music filling the air. Dresses glittering and hairs slicked back with various tongues being spoken while indulging on things not under their wallet. It was a rather formal event and much more showy than most thought the hosts were able to produce. All would see kind and up lifting should it not be the for hosts of the party not yet arriving.

The hosts of the party being credited to The First Order- currently the laughing stock of all the political parties; deemed nothing more than the pathetic mash of what was left of the now disbanded Empire. Many believing them to be nothing more than place holders until they were simply chipped away at and disappeared like the Empire before them. However, it would be known to the shadows that this mind set was far from being even remotely true. The First Order had simply been a fall back plan in the foreseen demise of the Empire. True, it had begun as weak and rather pathetic at how it began but as time passed the strength and hidden power swelled. Deals and whispered allegiances given to the Rise of The First Order- a much more promising and ruthless cause. For now The First Order would smile as needed, speak when needed and act as needed; simply waiting until their moment of power presented itself.

The ones behind the scene of The First Order should be arriving at any moment to enact their plans but those who knew of what was to come were more than willing to take their time in maintaining their appearances and bide their time. After all, what was to come was going to affect the Galaxy-may as well look good for it.

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Solaras Apontha

The Basics

Name: Solaras Apontha

Nicknames/Titles: Knight of Ren- Sol Ren

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Home Planet: Coruscant

Race: Human

Sexuality: Straight

Force Sensitive: Yes
If yes, to what extent is their control over the Force: Trained in the Dark Side of the Force Solaras as Telekinetic abilities and is capable of strong Mind Tricks. She has also been known to use Force Lightning when engaged in serious battle.

Weapon(s): The Force and two sabers

Saber (if applicable):
-Kyber Crystal Color: Red / Red
-Saber Length: Main Saber- Duel sided saber / Secondary- Light single handed short saber

Loyalty: First Order

Position: Knight of Ren

The Face Stuff

Height: 5' 5"

Weight: 130 lbs

Body Build: Petite in stature but athletic in muscle build.

Notable Injuries/scars: Scar under her right eye from throwing knife.

Hair color:
-Length: Dark brown
-Style: When down her hair falls to mid-back. Her usual style is either a tightly pulled bun under her helmet or in a ponytail atop her head.

Eye color(s): Hazel

Skin tone: Pale though she looks to have golden undertones to her skin.
Marking/Tattoos: Solaras has a marking burn on the back of her left shoulder blade from her childhood.

Clothing: All black outer attire of the Knight of Ren
-Anything notable of the clothing: Her helmet has been tweeked so that her voice modulator gives her voice deeper tones as she believes she has an overly "feminine" voice.

The Good Stuff

Biography: Solaras Apontha was born in the underbelly of Coruscant, forced into slave labor at the earliest point in her life. This is where the burn mark on her shoulder comes from- a possession of the house her mother was apart of. It looks to be a crescent with a single dot in the center. Her father was no where to be found while her mother was a courtesan. While her mother would be away Solaras would be forced into helping the servers of the 'house' her mother belonged to. She grew to be very bitter of the Republic dogs who hid their faces and pretended they were better than to be chomping at the bit to see the 'entertainers' of Coruscant. Solaras herself was never touched in a manner like that of her mother but she was often abused in other ways. The master of the 'house' seeing how long she can go without eating before collapsing or hitting her to see how far she would go.

When she was about 12 years old that pent up rage and anger finally snapped one day when she walked in on the master of the house choking her mother/ screaming about thinking she was taking his credits. From what she could remember her vision went red and her hands rose. Lightning escaped her finger tips- frying the master and her mother in a single go. When she came back around her finger tips were blackened and there was screaming and shouting. The next thing she knew a voice in her head told her to run. That voice instructed her where to go and where to hide. It took her towards the Jedi Temple. Through careful instruction she hid from those there and made her way into the lower hidden half of the temple- where the Sith Shrine had been destroyed and covered. The foundation still there and the Dark Side even stronger. A man, scarred and grotesque, appeared before her. He ordered her to kneel and swear to serve him, should she do that she will never be hit again, never starve and never fear others again. The anger coursed through her as she took a knee and swore to be loyal to the name she would later call Supreme Leader Snoke.

She left the temple, following his orders, where she was met by men and woman in black uniforms. They took her away and groomed her into something presentable. Each day from then on Snoke would appear before her on holo and instruct her on her training. Each day she grew stronger and stronger- learning more about the political atmosphere now surrounding her. At age 16 Solaras made her first appearance in the political arena as one of the First Order's representatives; being the eyes and ears of Snoke as discussions and debates took place. She learned very quickly that she may be of a higher "class" now but the mentality is still the same. Woman are always seen as subservient to men- especially those who think they are politically important.

After this realization Solaras asked Snoke to give her more training-more power. He refused, instead, giving her a new name and a new purpose. For now she would be his strongest- his leader of the Knights of Ren. She accepted his words, though the ringing of "You shall hold this position until the true leader comes to the dark side." That constant sense of foreboding always ringing in the back of her mind. By the age of 18, Solaras would remain the political eyes and ears of Snoke while acting as the leader of the growing Knights of Ren- the few that would represent Snoke himself among the First Order ranks and aiding on missions as instructed. Now at 25, she would find that unless instructed they would oversee various operations of The First Order- her current mission to observe and report back on the smuggling operations of the children of various planets.

Personality: When acting as a Knight of Ren, Solaras is a very serious and rather intimidating (despite her size) being. Her words deep and cutting to even the highest Generals. As a representative of the First Order she seems to come off as far kinder and feminine- a ploy to throw off those that appose them. As the First Order is seen as nothing but a poor scramble of pitied pride, many see her as just a rpetty face to look at and speak slowly at- something that both infuriates her and entertains her as she knows the true actions of the First Order. After all it is much easier to mind trick someone when their guard is down. As Solaras she is rather quiet and observant. Among the very few she trusts she openly makes snarky remarks and even laughs. In battle, Solaras is known to be not only brutal and quick in her kills but protective of those with her on mission, sometimes to the point of taking hits or blows for another. Should she be angered her rage is blinding, she will not stop until she either runs herself into the ground or something snaps her out of that rage.

Like: Winning/being the best, sweets, being in a Fighter going as fast as possible, free falling, anything to get her adrenaline going
Dislikes: Prolonged silence, being told what to do by anyone other than Snoke, Spicy or bland foods

Triggers/Hot Button: Being thought less of because of her past or because she is a female

Skills/Strengths: Skilled pilot in nearly all First Order Fighters, Laser Focus, High sense of protection of those on mission with her, can spin her words easily without the use of The Force, Displays emotions needed for upperhand in various situations, thinks outside the box

Flaws/Weaknesses: Can't swim, can't control her anger when in a rage, suffers from night terrors, mentality of "her way or no way."

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This is a closed 1x1 thread between myself and @ThatArceusGuy inside of the Star Wars universe.

If you'd like to read along then go right ahead, other wise this is where various questions and such will be posted

The Origin: A War Resumed (Arc One; Completed)

@PetiteAmbivertI only followed him because I thought I knew...
Is it too late to crawl back up?

@Adriane

You can try I suppose but youre first mistake was thinking you knew ^^

Dont worry it only gets darker...and bloodier...and more painful the further you fall...thats all! <3

The Origin: A War Resumed (Arc One; Completed)

@The Darklight ProjectYou mean we haven't reached the bottom of the pit yet? There's still further to fall??

@Adriane

You have no idea how far this rabbit hole goes

Pokemon: The Toppe Region

This looks extremely interesting. Are you still accepting people?

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I may still be new to this site but I promise I do have much to give as well as an urge to write~

Its all a Game- Casual interest check.-

If you're still intending to make this happen I'm very interested~