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[Approved] Jedi Knight, Jex Saranth

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How long do you usually write?

One to two paragraphs
Several paragraphs
(Depends on the Circumstance)

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?

Yes.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?

Grammar isn't as important as the story being told. I wouldn't make a fuss over bad grammar, nor spend the effort to pick it apart.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?

I mostly focus on character development, and enjoy good character interaction regardless of general writing subjects.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?

Pretentious Behavior.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?

Nothing of note.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?

My primary goal for the character is to develop Jex into a Jedi Investigator.

Jedi Temple Public Records

Name: Jex Saranth
Species: Human
Homeworld: Alderaan
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Rank: Jedi Knight
Master: N/A
Former master(s):
Jedi Master Gareth Sulbek
Apprentice(s): N/A

Jedi Temple Internal Records

_{Short description of the Jedi.}

Image

Jex Saranth has always appeared to be a little more brutish than his fellow padawans. When he was younger, he was always a bit larger than the other humans he trained with. Currently, he stands at 1.9 meters, and weighs 83 kg. With his partially shaved head and noticeable scar on his right cheek, one would be forgiven for immediately assuming the hulking Jedi was a bouncer or street thug. The Jedi Knight has two outfits he keeps on hand: his traditional Jedi robes for wear around the temple, and his nondescript jumpsuit worn when trying to blend in to the crowd. He almost always is seen wearing combat boots, and his weapon is often found proudly holstered on his left belt.

_{Simplified report on known Force techniques and estimated levels.}

Jex's suite of force training has been suited towards his intended specialization. They include:

• Telekinesis (Basic)
• Force Throw (Basic)
• Force Sight (Basic)
• Force Sense (Intermediate)
• Mind Trick (Intermediate)
• Force Jump (Basic)
• Detoxify Poison (Experienced)
• Force Bellow (Miniscule)
• Telepathy (Intermediate)
• Comprehend Speech (Intermediate)
• Force Stun (Basic)
• Tutaminis (Basic)
• Malacia (Intermediate)

_{Simplified report on other known skills and estimated levels, including lightsaber training.}

As a Jedi Knight brought up as an Initiate from a very young age, Jex was studying and training at the Jedi Temple for years. He has an understanding of the Jedi principles regarding the History of the Republic and the Jedi Code, as well as basic training in piloting and survival. Jex's most extensive training has been in the fields of negotiation and forensics. While he didn't start off as a fond student of medicine and science, Master Selbuk instilled an understanding of it's importance in bringing order and balance to an unstable galaxy. Jex has a near expert understanding of Forensics, and is incredibly proficient in the arts of interrogation, negotiation, and occasional deception.

Jex's lightsaber training is geared mostly towards defense. He has a decent understanding of Form I and Form II, but is most proud of a development of his own personal defensive flair. He is well trained in Soresu and Shien forms, mostly for their benefit in both blaster and bladed defense. His offensive strategy is best described as "the best offense is a remarkable defense."

_{Quick report on political influence, associates and rivals.}

Jex doesn't have much political influence, both inside and outside of the Jedi Order. He was made a Jedi Knight mere days after the Sacking of Coruscant, and has spent the time since training to be an Investigator. He has no notable associates, though has made enemies with a few low-level crime lords on Coruscant.

_{Psychological evaluation of Jedi Order member.}

Jex Saranth seems to be a remarkably stable individual, despite prior fears of life events drawing him down a darker path. He takes after his former Master Gareth Selbuk, seeming to be rather stern and grizzled for a man of his age. He often bears a sour expression, and carries himself with a domineering tone. At times, it seems he gets along better with criminals and Republic security officers than his fellow Jedi Knights. In the Temple, he is much more quiet and reserved. Reports of Jex in the field and even on assignment as a Padawan suggest he enjoys regaling the populace with tales of his escapades.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Jex's greatest flaws seem to come from a personal instability. While he does seem keen on achieving peace, Jedi Knight Seranth has been known to have fits of anger when he was younger. As for more personal flaws, Jedi Knight Seranth has a hard time trusting others, even members of the Jedi Council.

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Completed the Initiate Trials
Constructed Standard Lightsaber
Completed Jedi Knight Trials
Gave a lecture at Tython's Temple on Forensic Pathology

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in Jedi archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Jex Saranth was born to an unremarkable life. His family operated a small speeder and droid repair shop. They had little way to support their child, but did the best they could for three years. That was until a Jedi Recruiter had shown up on their door, and offered Jex the life they always wanted: he would receive an education and would help make the galaxy a better place. And so, while Jex was too young to understand what was happening, he was shipped off to the Temple on Coruscant for training.

Jex didn't adapt well to his new environment. He wasn't the best student, and had issues finding inner peace. He took better to more practical skills, from navigation to dueling. It took him until a year before the Initiate Trials for him to begin making peace with his life at around the age of ten. He took his studies more seriously, and truly began to find a love and appreciation for his studies and the Jedi Code.

Jex Saranth's trials were an interesting sight when he began them at age twelve. During the Trial of Wisdom, he seemed to demonstrate a passable understanding of the Jedi Code and it's true meaning. The Trial of Skill was a bit shaky, as Jex had some difficulty connecting to the force under such pressure. The most difficult trial, however, was the Trial of Insight. Jedi Investigator Gareth Selbuk oversaw Jex's trial personally, as something about the Intiate spoke out to him. Gareth had given Jex what seemed like a simple case: a local criminal was accused of murdering his girlfriend. Jex poured over the case files, and it seemed rather open and shut. Yet, something seemed... wrong. So Jex went over it all again and again for hours, with Selbuk watching intently. After seven hours, the Initiate finally delivered his verdict: the hitman was guilty. The smoking blaster? The blast wounds were inconsistent for the hitman's height, and it was clear from some bruising and burn marks that the body had been moved. With that verdict, Jex was made a Padawan. Better yet, Gareth Selbuk had accepted the boy as his Padawan.

Jex served as Gareth's Padawan for his entire career. Gareth was almost always stationed for missions within the Inner Rim, from Coruscant to Manaan. As a result of Gareth's training, the two often found themselves working to solve strange cases and aiding local law enforcements to deal with organized crime rings that had risen up as a result of the war.

Beyond practical training in applying his understanding of the force and a remarkable education in the fields of interrogation and forensics, the most important lesson Jex learned under Gareth: patience. Patience was the key to balance. A case didn't just solve itself overnight, nor would the galaxy suddenly temper in a matter of days. The next most crucial lesson: the purpose of peace is to protect, not attack. Everything about Jex's lifestyle, from his daily interactions to his saber style, grew to reflect these lessons.

When Jex turned twenty, he began his Knight trials. The first test he engaged in was the Test of Skill, in which Gareth had chosen to test out Jex's ability to concentrate. Rather than simulate a storm, Gareth chose something he figured Jex would not be able to resist: Gareth openly talked his way through a case, intentionally making slip-ups along the way while Jex was forced to levitate a few heavy crates. Jex, by some miracle in Gareth's eyes, was able to keep his mouth shut and focus on the Trial at hand.

The second trial he engaged in, the Trial of the Spirit, may have led Jex to be the paranoid man he is now. The two delved deep into Jex's psyche, and found that which he feared most: betrayal. The same betrayal he had felt towards his parents for abandoning him, and the fear of Gareth or even Republic security officials to betray him and leave him for dead.

The Trial of Insight was the easiest of the trials Jex engaged in. Gareth had pulled some strings, and managed to convince Republic officials to allow Coruscant's very own small-time Crime Lord Rex the Ripper to be interrogated by Jex. The interrogation took three days in total, after which Jex had managed to rat out only accurate leads on his known associates.

The Trial of Courage was the most dangerous that he engaged in. Following the Trial of Insight, Gareth was tasked with aiding in finding one of Rex's close associates and known smuggler, Dev Arx. The Padawan went undercover, attempting to purchase spice from the smuggler while wearing a wire. Needless to say, the whole event went sideways after Jex was recognized by one of the thugs Arx had hired as protection. Given the fact that Jex had to subdue Dev while fending off a small band of criminals, the Trial of Courage was considered to have been passed.

There was only one Trial left to be completed, and one that Gareth had been reluctant to prepare for his Padawan (and thus, was the last Jex was subjected to). The Trial was set to take place closer to the front lines of the conflict, but Gareth had arranged for Jex to spend time on Alderaan briefly. It, too, was a test: to see if Jex would go rogue to try and speak with his parents. Gareth would have been proud to see his Padawan succeed.

That is, if Master Selbuk had made it to Alderaan to pick up his Padawan. Instead, he found himself at the Jedi Temple on the day of the Sacking of Coruscant. He was slaughtered in the conflict. Jex knew that something was wrong when he felt something stirring inside of him that day. Then the waiting began. For days, Jex waited for his master. He never showed. It was only when news broke of the Sacking of Coruscant that Jex knew what had happened to his master. He got in contact with the Order, and was sent to the Jedi Temple on Tython. In a bittersweet day, Jex's loss of Master Selbuk led qualified for the Trial of the Flesh. The Padawan was promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight.

For the past six years, Knight Saranth has dutifully followed the will of the Jedi Council. He has adjusted to his rather lonely lifestyle, travelling throughout the Republic on various assignments. He has not yet taken a padawan, but has been asked to help train padawans on a regular basis. His most recent case has been a lecture for initiates on Forensic Pathology. All the while, Jex would spend any downtime he had left at the nearest Jedi Temple, making sure to hone his understanding of Forensics. It was either that, or finding the nearest local police bar to interrogate detectives on their most remarkable cases. He is waiting for the moment the Council the Jedi Council calls him in to give him the role he has been desiring since he became a Padawan: an Investigator.

A Path to Darkness

I'll get a post out as soon as I can.

A Path to Darkness

I'm happy to be here with y'all. Card... not so much.

A Path to Darkness

Card wasn't particularly used to the waves of the sea. Hell, this was his first time not on dry land. What seemed like a good idea, namely moving away from the last town he had set up his cons, was beginning to turn into a living nightmare. He was able to manage the more gentle waves before the storm, but the insane churning of the sea had forced Card's head into a bucket. He hadn't been this sick since he had tried what turned out to be rancid salmon some ten years prior.

Card lifted his head back to get some air, doing his best to try not to breath in the putrid fumes as his eyes watered. Card's gaze temporarily wandered over his strange company. He could almost hear his old mentor's advice in his ear, and found himself muttering it under his breath. _{"Never try a con if there's no exit."} Though, at this point, perhaps a dive into the raging seas and letting the waves take him to his watery grave.

The slamming open of the door caught the wizard by surprise. Standing in that doorframe was something he was certain wasn't real. He didn't recognize the man as part of the crew, and his armor appeared rather ornate for someone to travel among this crowd. And then, with a flash of lightning, the face changed... certainly a trick of the light. Or an illusion of some sort. It wasn't natural, it couldn't be.

Of course, it couldn't be a complete illusion. His fellow passengers seemed disturbed by the figure. Card's eyes darted between the boy and the tiefling again, before he too spoke in a weak and shaky voice. "He's right... always tales of strange spirits... on these sea-" He wasn't even able to finish his stunted speech before he had to thrust his head back in the bucket, heaving out little more than his own stomach acid.

A Path to Darkness

Name: Vaezel Vzaz
Alias: Card
Age: 103
Gender: Male
Species: Drow
Class: Wizard

Appearance: Vaezel Vzaz, who only goes by the moniker "Card" these days, is a rather ordinary looking Drow. His face is rather pointed and jagged in every sense of the word, from his pointed ears, pronounced jaw-line, and sunken eyes. His skin is a purplish-blue tone that is somewhat uncommon, and more of a byproduct of his exposed time above the surface and a family line leading back to a High-Elven family that's name has long been forgotten. His figure is rather lithe from a malnourished lifestyle and a lack of exercise, while his chest and back expose the marks of a childhood spent whipped and beaten. Card's hair is a tangled mess of stark white hair

Card's entire look is designed to hide his true skill-set. His fondness of reds, greens, and browns within his style are more of a byproduct of his mentor's own apparel rather than his own stylistic choice. The clothes don't exactly fit on their own, so Card has to actually pad his clothing to make it seem more well-fitting than it would hung on his lithe and bony form. His accessories, namely his jewelry and his highly stylized pack of cards in a holster on his belt, make Card appear as little more than a charlatan pretending to be a wizard.

Personality:

• Grandiose - When in public, Card overplays the persona of a wandering magician as much as possible. It's all part of the act.
• Cautious – Card isn't one to be overly trusting. He keeps his past close to the chest.
• Greedy – Who doesn't like to hoard as much coin as possible?
• Narcissist – Card knows that he is typically one of the most knowledgeable people in the room, and he will be the first to tell you as such.
• Pretentious - While he only lived the life of a refined scholar for a short time, he took a liking to it and seeks its comforts even on the road.

Motivation:
Card is seeking the better life he believes he is owed. He wants wealth, opulence, and status as a respected academic. And he will do whatever it takes to achieve as such.

History:
Vaezel, nicknamed "Card" from a young age, was born into a world destined for nothing great. He was a peasant of two exiled Drow who tried to make their money through cons, thievery, and murder. They met violent ends when Card was still a child, killed by the guards after a botched robbery turned into a homicide. And as a young Drow watched the corpses of his parents dragged away by the guard, his new life began when he was approached by a strange looking man.

Garkan Blackwell, a semi-trained street magician, took the boy under his wing. He taught the boy everything he needed to know about the art of deception. From that young age, Card helped the magician to con his way into moderate wealth. As he grew older, Card learned more than just tricks with a deck of cards and how to give a false fortune. Garkan was a semi-trained wizard, and did what he could to begin teaching Card the same tricks of the trade. By the time Card reached his 100th birthday, he had learned practically all he could from the now old man. Garkan's health was failing, so the two settled down in a small town and used their gathered wealth to live for two years in relative opulence. It was nice for the two to not have to worry about skipping from town to town, and instead had plenty of wine and food to keep them well.

All good things must come to an end, however. Garkan died in his sleep one night about a year ago. Card used the money he had saved up to pay for a decent funeral, and left without a coin to his name. He spent the past year travelling and performing on his own, but he hasn't felt the same since Garkan's passing. The two had always dreamed of making it big, and having their name whispered about in even the largest of cities as celebrities of sorts. Fame may have a higher price, however, than Card will be willing to pay.

Equipment:

• A rather odd Outfit,
• a dagger,
• a staff,
• basic pack of scholarly supplies,
• A Charlatan's Die,
• An Enduring Spellbook made of cards,
• and a few spare coins.

Weakness:

• Weak Constitution – All studying and no play makes Card a very weak Drow.
• Greed – A desire for wealth, coin, and respect can make men do irrational and dangerous things.
• Center of Attention – Card isn't exactly one for blending into the crowd... which isn't always ideal if you cheat and swindle people.

Relationships:
N/A

Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

@mattmanganon

Don't remember if I've updated here, but as you might have guess I've lost my writing muse as of late. There are a few other RPs that I need to focus on first and foremost as it is, and I'm already letting them down.

Needless to say, I'm going to have to drop my "Fallen X-Men vignettes" idea as I bow out of here for the time being.

Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

Gotcha I'll be entering a main character CS

But I was wondering if you're going to allow everybody to have characters like Supes and Shazam? Their power most usually doesn't get touched

@officaz

I think the point is that power levels don't matter, it's the story that does. It's a sandbox for the most part, so other stories and characters don't have as much of an impact on the story you are telling.

In other news, X-Men CS will be posted after I get back from my trip.

Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

Wanted to toss something up tonight before I head out of town for the next couple days. Figured the SHIELD team might be a tiny bit later to the party anyways, and sets the unlikely duo up for a longer team-up post I have planned for when I get back.

Also, for those wanting a glimpse of the concept for the new suit...

Cap’s "New" Old Suit

Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

_{Triskellion, Washington D.C. - Present Day}

Issue 1.02.1: So What'cha Want

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_{Interaction(s): Arsenal and Captain America}

Previously: 1.04.5: From Here to Eternity and 1.01.6: Sweet Child O’ Mine

Roy slacked his jaw for a moment as the screen went black in the SHIELD facility. His mind was in over-drive. He looked about at the various projects on his plate. He had managed to get a few of the Tinkerer’s devices working again, as per Coulson’s request. He glanced briefly at the hardcover files sitting on his desk. He had just finished the Falcon prototype and run it through testing, but it was a piece of technology even Harper didn’t feel comfortable testing yet. He could bring it with him just in case.

No, what Roy needed was something to counter those… things. They were burrowing into the necks of civilians and driving them mad. He needed a temporary fix… something to keep him becoming one of them. Porcupine was a maybe… but what he really needed was something stronger. Roy’s eyes almost flicked over one file that had been tossed at the top of the shred pile. He picked it up, going over the specs. The “battle suits” from Trasnia were barely operational and nowhere near suitable for human use. Dr. Mason had managed to get some of the armor to mimicking a “suiting up” process, but…

Roy smiled, and began pushing the flatbed cart with a few crates aboard out of the lab. He had a feeling he knew what team would be mobilizing first.

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”Wheels up in ninety seconds, Captain.” A squadron of SHIELD agents were busy as the Captain was busy readjusting the strap on his new gauntlet. He had grown use to his more covert suit, but his updated "stars and stripes" uniform would do for an operation on this scale. Rogers himself was strapping his shield onto his back as he picked out an ICER sidearm from an open crate and holstered it.

He heard some unintelligible shouting as he turned to board the quinjet, and sighed as he saw a man in a sleeveless red outfit pushing a flatbed cart at full speed in his direction. Cap placed his palm on his sidearm, raising his left hand in Roy’s direction. ”Authorized personnel only.”

Roy rolled his eyes, not backing down as he continued pushing full speed. ”Roy Harper, level 5 Initiative.” As he barreled forward, he saw the Captain draw his sidearm and lift it up, and swore under his breath. ”I was Green Arrow’s sidekick, and I can help you.”

Steve grit his teeth, holstering his weapon as Roy rolled the ramp onto the jet. The SHIELD agents inside gave an expectant look to Captain Rogers, who gave them a nod. They immediately began unloading the crates to secure them before takeoff. Captain Rogers yanked the now-empty cart backwards while making eye-contact with Roy, and it briskly rolled out of the jet and into the hangar. ”You’ve got thirty seconds to make a compelling case. You can take longer, but that would be a nasty fall, soldier.”

Roy took a deep breath, having practiced this speech a few times in his head already. ”Initiative trained. I was an informant for your operation in Vlatava. Regardless, I’m good with tech, and Fury had me look at those suits from Trasnia. I might be able to keep a few of us safe from those… things.” Roy jabbed a few of his fingers into the back of his neck to childishly imitate the bugs burrowing into the base of the neck.

Steve raised an eyebrow, turned his gaze towards the other SHIELD agents, and gave a curt nod. ”Romanoff is with Fury mobilizing the Helicarrier, and Masters is leading Bravo Squad. You just earned yourself a battlefield promotion, soldier.” He quickly went to his seat and entered into the cockpit, taking the co-pilot seat. Captain Rogers shouted over his shoulder, ”Strap in boys, Non-Stop to NYC”

Roy remained standing, grabbing onto a harness from the ceiling and clutching it for dear life as the jet began to rise vertically off the ground for a few moments before rocketing off North towards New York City.

Ambition: An Amalgamated Superhero Universe

Might toss a character sheet out tonight, tomorrow, or early next week. I've got a rather wild X-Men concept I haven't gotten the chance to work out, so I'll prob app with that.