[SWRPG] The Forgotten Academy

[Nikolas]

Name: Briatore
Age: 5
Species: Xexto

Appearance: Briatore is a tiny yet gangly four armed creature with no hair and chalk colored skin. His blue eyes sit seemingly alone on a head they nearly dominate for size accompanied by a generally closed and lip less mouth. He doesn't do much walk as he skitters from place to place, and when he stands still he usually props himself up on his 20 toes. Even when standing on his tip toes gods neck makes up more than half his height.

Background: Were he a little more reserved the jedi would be training this young force user, he was interviewed and considered to join their ranks but his rash decision making made them worry that training him would be unwise. Though he's only five he's proven to be a great athlete among his people, he's not very excitable but given to fits of increased emotions at times.

WIP

[KevinFipps]

Name: Carnivaron Raze
Age: 17
Race: Sith Pureblood (Massassi)
Appearance: Coal black hair and deep crimson skin mark Carnivaron as a member of the Sith species. His eyes are a striking gold. His powerfully muscled frame stands over 2 meters tall and weighs over 100 kg. His garb is generally functional and unadorned. He rarely wears the concealing robes of the order, favoring the fearsome battle armor he was found with.

 

Background: Carnivaron was discovered by treasure hunters plundering the ancient valley of the Sith Lords of Korriban. A batch of relics was unearthed and sold to Caer Bendis, a prominent antiquities dealer popular among the Hutt cartel. Included in this haul were a number of functioning stasis chambers. The promise of a living specimen, and not wanting to risk the occupants having long since died, the chambers were set up as more of a display in the personal gallery of a powerful crime lord.

It was by accident that Carnivaron would come to be awakened. His last memories prior to his stasis are of a powerful Sith Empire clashing across the galaxy with the Jedi Order and the pathetic Republic. At the time, Carnivaron was a promising pupil among the acolytes at the Sith Temple. Darth Baras, one of the Dark Lords of the time, acting on a premonition of his own defeat, placed several loyal Sith and their apprentices into stasis chambers and had them sealed deep beneath the planet's surface.

Forgotten by the course of galactic history, Carnivaron is himself a relic of the time of the ancient and powerful Sith and he sees the current state of his once proud heritage as barely a shadow of its former glory. He trains at the academy to grow his power that he may eventually track down the other stasis chambers, revive his former masters and bring the True Sith, back to power once again.

RP Sample: It was just a small sliver of light pouring through the barely open hatch on his stasis chamber. But to the soul of Carnivaron Raze, it was the light and warmth of ten thousand suns. Willing himself to consciousness past the thousand nightmare images and the untold million deaths they forced him to dream he opens his eyes. Like industrial grinders across his blood-shot golden orbs, the first real sensation is how dry and parched his throat is.

I have dreamed of this moment. The thought stirs other awareness. The cold metal of his stasis pod. The weight of his body, lifted by the returning strength in his body. The image that greets him is confusing enough to make him wonder if this isn't still a stasis-induced hallucination. A half dozen stasis pods are arrayed next to his in some sort of gallery. And the red stone of the subterranean chamber in which he went to sleep has been replaced by some sort of commercial construction. Art? Decoration? What manner of womanly space is this?

It is then that he notices the single other being in the room. A human male. Carnivaron can sense him, and focuses on the sensations more than the sight of him. Treachery. Yes that is to be expected. Fear? A coward then. Where is the anger? The hatred? He locks his golden eyes on the man. You are no Sith! he states coldly. His voice is deep and powerful despite the Tatooine desert in his throat. The man draws a weapon from his belt. Carnivaron smiles. And you have erred.

Carnivaron surges forward as the first jolt of electricity slams into his chest. Focusing on the pain, he draws it inward and uses it to fuel his mounting rage. A million thoughts assail him. Where is my master? What happened to the Academy? but now his focus is pure and simple. Kill! The word escapes him as a feral growl as the second stun bolt hits him in the stomach. Nwûl tash. Dzwol shâsotkun.

Muscles cord and snap, but his momentum is hardly hindered. The human snarls in defiance of the scene before him. You are a slave! You will serve me! Carnivaron's powerful grip crushes the human's fingers around the pistol grip drawing a yelp of pain. Shâsotjontû châtsatul nu tyûk. A final bolt escapes the weapon, point blank into the sith's face. His jaw snaps shut, bloodying his cheek and cracking several teeth. Tyûkjontû châtsatul nu midwan. A vicious grab closes around the human's throat, claws dragging jagged lines of blood in the soft flesh of his neck. Midwanjontû châtsatul nu asha. Carnivaron draws the pathetic thief close and watches the light fade from his eyes. Ashajontû kotswinot itsu nuyak.

Discarding the lifeless corpse he turns toward the open door of the chamber and the mix of terrified and disgusted faces of a half dozen armed guards and the wealthy criminal who employs them. Wonoksh Qyâsik nun.


Nwûl tash.
Dzwol shâsotkun.
Shâsotjontû châtsatul nu tyûk.
Tyûkjontû châtsatul nu midwan.
Midwanjontû châtsatul nu asha.
Ashajontû kotswinot itsu nuyak.
Wonoksh Qyâsik nun.

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

[KevinFipps]

I didn't mean to kill the thread. Sorry.

[Sageheart]

Nice app to kill a thread with.

[Jasontheswift]

Bump

[Zazaq]

I wasn't going to mention this because I want most of the cast to be sith, but I just gave someone the option in a pm so I feel like I should give it to everyone.

There is a sizeable group of students in the academy who are seen as too old, or to weak in the force to be be trained into proper sith. Rather then disposing of them they're being taught to be more soldier like, with the hope they'll eventually develop into dark side marauders, or something along those lines. If you want to play as one of those you could start out as a level 1 soldier or scout or something. Though you'd be expected to develop some force powers or be regarded as a failure forever.

[mightymconeshot]

Name: Kadlo

Age: 19

Race:Duros

Appearance: Kadlo is short for his species and for most human like species. Standing just over 5 feet tall, Kadlo is often bowing and bending over for his lords in the academy making him seem even shorter than he is. Kadlo has the iconic green skin and wide eyes of his race. Dressed in cast off rags and tattered clothes, Kadlo lurks in the shadows waiting for his masters to need his services.

Background: Kadlo is a man who lives on nothing but hope. He hopes that one day he may prove himself worthy of freedom. He knows true respect will never come from his masters, but maybe one day they will give him freedom to travel as he wishes. Orphaned, he never knew who his parents were or on what world he was born. He just knows that as a young boy he was taken by men. Put aboard a ship, he was taken to the forgotten academy to be used as a serving boy. There, he showed remarkable skill. Patching together broken equipment and other items, he was taken for further testing. Thrown into simulation, test, and lesson it was determined that he was worthy of something bigger than carrying water or doing laundry. Kadlo was taught how to talk to people, pilot various vehicles, lay out clothes for a sith, patch together broken items, slice into a computer, and a hundred other minor things. He was trained to be a personal aide and valet for the students in training. One day, he will be assigned and travel with the Master during his life, but for now his job is to take care of the students so they may better understand their lesson.

[Jasontheswift]

@Zazaq, so out of curiosity is the deadline for this game still around Feb 1st ?

[BangBangTequila]

I'm very excited. I still need to clean up my app, I'm thinking of re-working the ending. The key part of finishing Sith training is the sacrifice. Leaving the father alive leaves that open to explore at the end of our time at the academy as students.

[Zazaq]

Yes, I'm still planning on having the game made, and the first post up on February 1rst.

[Darays]

Sounds good. Wanted to show my continued interest

[Tiax]

The game sounds like a lot of fun, and even if I don't make it in I'll definitely peek in on it to see where you take the story Zazaq.

[Jasontheswift]

Yeah I have to agree with Tiax, I'll be reading regardless of my status.

[Zazaq]

Well don't set your hopes to high, I am new to gm'ing pbp and starwars lol.

[Tydorei]

Hmm... Let's me see if I can fit my sithy in here...