[SWRPG] The Forgotten Academy

[Xiasmus]

Darays - My original application was also Anzati, although I kept that part of the application secret. Hence Zazaq's comments.

I'll be reposting two different applications, so that Zazaq can go with the one that makes the most sense to his idea of the game.

[BangBangTequila]

The Hypnosis combined with 3 bonus feats is pretty intense. Granted, we are on a Force saturated world, so you could make it a "Use Force" check to use it if it gets over powered. The abilities, mechanically, aren't really that bad. I personally wouldn't feel threatened playing a human beside one, by the rules. I'd just use my vastly superior charisma to help turn the other students and teachers against him haha

It is more the theme. Because we are young kids, I would imagine the campaign is going to encompass us growing in power and age and becoming young adults, ready to wreak havoc in the galaxy. An Anzati wouldn't age the way we do, and would either need to start at the development equivalent of late teens-early adult, or it would remain a child and therefore be very unreasonable (role-play wise) to see keep up with us in terms of power. The same sort of problem applies with Wookies, because they live multi-century lives. The long-lived races are designed for middle aged campaigns.

Also, Anzati are essentially anathema to organizations like the Sith. The instructors know the race will eventually surpass them in power and will, by their own teachings, kill them and absorb their power. Force sensitive people and organizations do their best to eliminate Anzati, and they in turn do their damnedest to hide and remain aloof from any and all familiarity to avoid being murdered in a Salem style torch-and-pitchfork mob.

All of this is just my pure speculative opinion. As I said earlier, I personally would in no way be opposed to playing with one, and as GM I wouldn't feel limited by source material. Maybe we haven't heard of them. Maybe this one doesn't know his cultural heritage, or maybe none of this is fact based in any way. Maybe nobody around knows anything about them.

[Darays]

I'm willing to change if needed... Can't blame a guy for defending his choices :P

Is kinda funny two of us picked that race though

[BangBangTequila]

I would've too! They're super neat, and I'm going to submit one to the other campaign! They might work here, I'm not the GM nor do I have any say. I wish you all the best, but not so much best thatyou all beat me and knock my app out of the running!

[Xiasmus]

I've posted a Ubese and an Umbaran. One of the two should fit.

My Anzati was intended to be a weapon for the master, a secret tool to be used against dangers internal and external.

My Ubese is a rage machine in the making, and I hope to make her a Sith Juggernaut. My Umbaran, on the other hand, is the face of civilization and culture. The genteel face of a deceiver.

We'll see if either fits Zazaq's idea.

[Zazaq]

BigBangTequilla kind of made me realize Anzat's aren't going to work. I'm planning on doing a short campaign mission or two, followed by a year time skip and everyone bumping a level. You wouldn't really be aging properly as an Anzat, though the powers don't really look that OP to be honest. Also Tequilla is probably right about a sith wanting to kill them, and since the academy's master has that read mind power I think hiding it wouldn't go over too well.

Xiasmus your other two aps are fine, back whichever one you prefer, though someone is already making a charismatic type sith.

[Tiax]

So charismatic she's going to knock Palpatine's pants off and marry Mace Windu.

Maybe.

[Jasontheswift]

General Info Name: Brutys Holth Age: 13 Race: Zabrak Appearance:     He is a slightly underweight teenager with a somewhat athletic build despite being thin from years of scavenging and malnutrition. Brutys stands at 5'2" and is usually seen with a blank serious look on his face. His skin is a darker tan colour whilst his eyes are a piercing green revealing that he is yet to embrace the Dark Side. Due to having a chance to have clean groomed hair he wears his jet black hair in corn rows, four strands on the top of his head tracing down the the back of his neck with no hair on his temples. Those who take time to notice Brutys' attire he is seen wearing a red jumpsuit with a thing leather dueling vest (Sith Dueling Leathers SWTOR), his simple clothing shows Brutys' unconscious decisions to be somewhat invisible continuing.

Background   Brutys was a child of many unfortunates in his life but this rung true for his parents. His mother and father were a part of the working class in Coruscant and looked for a brighter future with more comforting surroundings to raise a family, they wished for a quiet life and had heard of the green hills of Vasch. Their desire to leave was amplified after the terrorism that plagued Coruscant. With sparse funds they were forced to have odd jobs until they had enough to continue their journey. However on their final stretch to Vasch their refugee freighter was attacked. Slavers boarded the freighter killing and kidnapping who they could, Brutys' parents were among them and his pregnant mother was separated from his father until Brutys was born. He remained with his mother who tried to make the best out of such a situation, the two were taken to Geonosis and were kept as slaves for trade. They never saw his father but Brutys' mother would tell him stories of the Jedi and the Republic too soothe him into thinking no matter how dark it was around them, there was always hope. Their lifestyle was reminiscent of a prison. They had simple rooms in a building which looked to be an old military establishment, small meals of which his malnourished mother would always give the majority to Brutys, an hour of communal exercise time and constant checks. Malnourishment was the most common ailment of the slaves, they were constantly given medical checks to ensure no disease or other imperfections arose. Every week a select type of slave was paraded out for potential buyers, Brutys always feared his mother would be chosen leaving him alone. This was his life for six years, it wasn't until the storm of the Republic came crashing down was his life changed forever. The Battle for Geonosis forced the slavers too take the reckless option of fleeing the planet. The slaves were separated into groups and shoved into as many smaller ships as possible, they were told that they were too be taken to Tatooine where their owner was. Brutys was able to stick close too his mother and they had a front row seat witnessing the space battle above the planet. Of the seven ships that fled four were shot down, Brutys looked on with despair and fear, he felt as if all the lives on the ships screamed out in pain before nothing. It was nothing compared to the battle taking place, Brutys hearing a loud screaming of millions of voices echo in his head he just cried and screamed uncontrollably until he fell unconscious in his mother's arms. As he awoke he didn't see the planet Tatooine but another ship, a large cruiser with an ominous feel about it. Their life went quickly back to normal as on the ship the prison system was motor apparent than before. The ship was a devoted Slaver ship, built to keep the slaves in and hope out. Brutys' time on the ship just over four years. An alarm went off in the middle of the night and several doors of the ship were opened, a riot from the slaves and guards ensued. Brutys and his mother tried to run to the escape pods, finally a chance of freedom. The two ran past the core before turning at the armoury, an open vent was near the door which his mother instructed Brutys to hide within as she looked for some form of defence. He remained quiet watching some run past but few found any interest in the armoury until he saw a Twilek sneaking up to the door. Brutys heard the Twilek laugh "Nice try slave, come with me or I'll blast you." There was no hint of bluffing in his voice, he didn't hear what is mother said in return but he did hear a shot fired. Brutys sprung out of the vent and saw the Twilek standing over his mother, he lost everything, he let go of his fear and anger as it boiled over within him. Without knowledge of what he was doing a word rung within his head, 'Instinct', he rose his hands as if he was trying to grab something, he focused on the Twilek's throat and as the Twilek grabbed at his throat Brutys saw the life dwindle and fade from his eyes. With tears welling up in Brutys' eyes he knelt next to his mother's body, as his tears fell he felt another word ring in his ears, almost as if someone spoke it to him 'Survive'. His breathing slowed and he moved to the Twilek's body, he found some credits, a small blaster and some other useful items. He walked to his mother and took her metal hair tie and began to run towards the escape pods, finding none unsure where to go he looked around the ship and avoided all he could. Brutys found his way onto a freighter that had docked with the slave ship, he saw a number of slaves being escorted aboard. He ran on and found an area to hide, as he hid he overheard that someone named Boorka had died from the Republic. They continued on stating "All his property is up for grabs before Jabba tries to move in. We're heading the Station over Gorno, the other group has had a successful take over." As the ship left for the station Brutys saw the loss of hope in the eyes of all those captive on the ship and he decided that he'll take his time and when the prime opportunity. He was able to avoid any detection for two years on the ship. He learned the routes and the patterns of guarding, he found a small window of opportunity to save the captives. He vowed to himself that he'll protect these people and save them. On the night he decided he moved through, stole a keycard and opened the cells and was able to convince everyone to leave. His plan was to sneak through and use his new skill to distract his way through the station to the small hanger for supply shuttles. It was mostly successful until the group of 30 got to the hanger, there they were met with a platoon of Cartel guards. They wasted no time and began shooting down the captives, again Brutys felt the failure, he couldn't save these people. He noticed a robed figure near the shuttle but his gaze quickly snapped too the guards, as his anger grew the hanger began to shake. One of the guards shot at him seemingly by accident and the shot was stopped in front of Brutys' face. The guards stood down and Brutys ran towards the shuttle, the figure stopped him in his tracks. He couldn't see the face but the voice sounded like a gruff older man. "Impressive child, you are certainly the ripple I felt in the force. Tell me, do you want more of this ? I will take you to a place where you will never need to be afraid of lesser beings again." The anger within Brutys fell to curiosity at the offer, the figure walked into the shuttle without another word. Brutys turned around and all the guards laid on the ground lifeless. He saw the power this person had, Brutys felt helpless, he couldn't save these people but this man could've. Feeling as if he had lost everything, his last chance to make amends for his mother's death. He walked onto the shuttle hoping to have such power, he refused to be saved again, he refused to be a victim. Brutys and this man found their way to a curious structure, he was told about a code, how things are done and what one can do to attain the power he had. As the two walked off the shuttle Brutys knew that his old life was very much the past, all he had was his future...

RP Sample   The alarms blared loudly, unsure what to do Brutys grabbed his mother's hand and the two were marched onto a freighter. They were first in and were able to find a seat next to a window port. Within minutes the freighter was stuffed with other slaves, some were standing some forced to sit but all scared. The whispers among the slaves were mostly where they were going and that apparently the republic fleet was above the planet in some conflict. Brutys clung onto his mother breathing fast, unsure what to think he sat there looking out the window as the freighter shot through the atmosphere and flew into space. The lull between the planet and the battle was the most tense moments. Brutys could see seven other freighters all flying up together, it was then the fear of destruction set in. The farthest ship exploded throwing debris and bodies through space, then again and again. Four ships were destroyed within seconds of each other, Brutys looked out at the burning wreckage before sounds, like voices in his head. First one, then another before he knew it there seemed to be a thousand voices calling out. "Help me…Help…I'm scared…NO!…..." Unsure what it was Brutys looked around but the slaves around him were silent. He couldn't see what was happening and to whom these voices belonged. He shook his head before screaming. "Make them Stop! Make them stop! Mother!" He continued to rant and rave as the ships broke into the battle between the Republic and the Separatists. He shook and screamed violently, it was less to do with the danger around him but the voices grew in number and in volume. Brutys couldn't hear the voices of the slaves, his mother or the sounds of battle around them, all he could hear was the pleas from unknown voices. With that he felt the pain and fear of all involved in the battle wash over him, suddenly he saw an image. A figure in black, a hand held out, then he saw himself standing over several others. With that Brutys lost consciousness and fell into a deep slumber.

[BangBangTequila]

Bold move sir, the man who died at the hands of a great Sith Lord. I believe it is Darach, and the Sith Lord is Malgus. I love that game. Just got Satele Shan's armour and made it available to all my characters.

[Xiasmus]

Zazaq - I will be going with my Ubese application, then. I'll add a roleplay sample, and give you some extension of background.

[Zazaq]

Appreciate it, sorry I didn't tell you Azat wouldn't work sooner, or in the first post like a competent gm would have done.

By the way everyone I hope to make my selection and start play be February 1rst at the latest.

[Jasontheswift]

Alright, App complete. I will be editing as needed and cleaning up some of the language but for now I'm done. Fingers crossed Zazaq, this game seems awesome.

[Darays]

It's all good. I'll adjust the concept accordingly. The other race I've always enjoyed playing was Miraluka, so I'll take a look and see what I can fit

[Zazaq]

Bump

[Darays]

App recompleted