Character Approval

[Rose ♥]

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[Matt]

::General::
Name: Van Taa
Nickname: Darth Phantom
Age: 20
Homeplanet: Felucia
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight

Occupation: Sith Master
Role: Assassin
Weapon of Choice:
Lightsaber
Fighting Style/Form: 5

::Alias::
Birth Stone: Alexandrite
Birth Flower: Honeysuckle
Zodiac: Cancer
-Symbol: Moon
-Element: Water
-Celebrities: Mick Fleetwood

::Description::
Personality: Van Taa is an extremely dark young individual who lacks empathy for anyone, or that is, most anyone. He refuses to stand for people who harm children in any way, and has killed over a dozen people who have after being warned to stop by him. This traces back to his childhood and upbringing where his life was constantly at risk. Van is currently a split person, being the warrior and assassin that he is now, and being the child who had to kill his pet bunny or else risk starvation. He has hid that child deep within him, denying it exists, and Van even believes that that child is long gone. Despite this, the reality of the situation is that Van still can feel compassion and empathy and fear, but it requires the proper stimulus to draw it out of him.
Fears: Being weak, losing
Goals: Become the strongest Sith
Likes: Combat, Killing, Adventure, a Challenge
Dislikes: Feeling stagnant, being reminded of his father, Boredom

::Appearance::
Picture:
Body Structure: Muscular
Hair: Short and black
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 182 pounds
Height: 6 feet 1 inch
Distinguishable Markings: Countless scars scattered around his body

::Background::
Childhood:
Van Taa was raised by a formerly high ranking, and his father, sith master Darth Loe on the hostile and dangerous world of Felucia. The first five years of his life were simple, kind, and resembled closely to any normal childhood. After his sixth birthday, Van began intense training on manipulation of force and specifically how to kill. The training began simply, to kill his pet bunny that he had raised since he was thee, and he refused. For two days Van's father didn't talk to, help, or give him food. Until lunchtime on the third day Van couldn't take the hunger anymore and used his force powers to crush its neck, while crying the whole time. His will to resist broken, Van's training continued where he was taught the use of lightsaber, force, anger, and complete lack of empathy. When he turned twelve, Darth Loe stepped up his training and Van took his first human life. The man was an elderly hermit with no one to depend upon him, and had become a friend of sorts to Van by providing him treats whenever he visited. Van acted by instinct and decapitated him with the lightsaber he was training on. From that point on, Van would carry out various minor killings for his father to train him in the art of stealth, weapons, and use of force.
Teen Years:
Van grew at an exponential rate, partly due to his heritage, but mostly due to his strong use of the dark side from an early age. When he turned fifteen, Van was introduced to a current sith master and would carry out operations for him on Felucia to spread their cause. After Darth Loe found out, they got into a fight where Loe revealed his plan to bring Van into the sith as an offering to make penance for his betrayal of the dark side, and by prematurely joining Van had accidentally ruined his plans. Van felt threatened, and without hesitation, without remorse, he sliced his father neatly into two equal halves using the lightsaber he had been given. Van Taa left his homeworld and worked under the tutelage of the same master that had rescued him from Felucia. Van Taa learned quickly and soon became a lead operative for the sith.
Adulthood:
Two years ago when Van was eighteen years old, he plotted to kill his master, as it was the procedure of the sith. This sith master was the most difficult enemy that Van had ever encountered and the lightsaber duel lasted nearly two hours with countless sith watching the conflict. Van intentionally allowed the master to disarm him, and as the master prepared to execute him, Van used the force to reignite his lightsaber and run it through his master. By killing his master, Van assumed the position of his master and started to carry out assassination missions by himself. He quickly made a name for himself as Darth Phantom, striking fear in political leaders and jedi masters alike. No one knows when, where, how, or who he will strike next. All they can hope for is that they aren't on his list.
::Relationships::
Mother: Khalee Taa | would be 40 | Died in childbirth with Van Taa
Father: Darth Loe | 45 | Was killed by Van Taa

Crush: Open

[Matt]

::General::
Name: Terek D'Orazio
Nickname: The Devil
Age: 19
Homeplanet: Utapau
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight

Occupation: Crime Syndicate
Role: Crime boss
Weapon of Choice: Sniper Blaster
Fighting Style/Form: Using blasters

::Alias::
Zodiac: Sagittarius
-Strength: Insightful, superior, rational, brave, beautiful, lively, lovely, optimistic
-Weakness: forgetful, careless, rash
-Symbol: Archer
-Element: Fire
-Sign Ruler: Jupiter
-Lucky Color: Light Blue
-Lucky Number: 6
-Jewelry: Amethyst
-Best Match: Virgo, Leo and Aries
-Celebrities: Mark Twain

::Description:: Terek D'Orazio is an extremely cunning man lacking fear and restraint. He wouldn't bat an eye at calling a hit on an innocent person to further his business, but slavery is the one sin that he would never stand for. In fact, on the planet of Utapau the Devil's Syndicate has killed or stopped every slaver. Terek D'Orazi struggles to hold a relationship because he lacks emotional intimacy and is forced to have frequent and short-lasting flings.

::Appearance::
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Hair: Short and Brown
Eyes: Brown
Weight: 175 lbs
Height: 5'10"

::Background::
Childhood: Terek Apollo was born into a household of sith, where both of his parents were sith masters. However, when Terek was two years old he was abducted by intergalactic slavers while his parents were away. He was raised as a combat slave and fought for money even at the young age of eight against other child slaves. Originally, Terek was one of the worst fighters in the fighting ring, but over time he became the best one there. When the group of children turned twelve the slave masters turned it into a battle royale where it was a fight to the death and they sold tickets to other criminal lowlifes. In it they were only allowed to use their bare hands and fist to kill their teammates, and Terek won the entire competition with a big finish where he ripped the throat out of his closest friend. When the slavers tried to restrain him again to escort him to his next owner, Terek killed every last slaver being guided by the dark side. From that point on he wondered the wasteland and wherever he visited, Terek would leave a trail of destruction and death in his wake.
Teen Years: When Terek was fourteen, he went into a town where a former sith officer turned merchant was. Where normally he could wipe out the town, he was captured by the merchant and restrained. The man was named Vex D'Orazio and taught Terek that he didn't have to wander town to town, but could make large sums of money by running a business. Vex taught him business strategy, hiring smugglers, and in general running a dirty business. When Terek was sixteen, he assumed ownership of his adoptive father's business as his dad fell ill. Under Terek's leadership, the Triad grew exponentially. Terek renamed the Triad the Devil Syndicate and struck fear into everyone within their host planet of Utapau becoming the single largest organization. Terek left his best friend in charge of the main location of the Devil's Syndicate and now has expanded to other planets.

::Relationships::
None currently

Crush:
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Wife/Husband:

::Other::
Pet Name: Lil Fighter
Pet Species: Rancor
Pet Appearance: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

Pet Name: Nessie
Pet Species: Varactyl
Pet Appearance: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

Armor Appearance: (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

Spaceship of Operations:
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Dropships:
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[Ilsa]

::General::
Name: Zerai Vrishnaiv
Nickname: Rye, Vrishna, Vrish... Take your pic.
Age: 19
Homeplanet: Dathomir
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Race: Dathomirian Zabrak

Occupation: Rogue homeless force-adept
Role: Freelancer
Weapon of Choice: Doublebladed red lightsaber
Fighting Style/Form: Very sporadic and wild, but with some crazy method to the madness. She was raised alone on a desert island, so she came to use the blade as a tool to cut wood or start fires, or to hunt creatures. She mainly deals in precise, quick cuts and avoids crazy whirls, although she knows some sort of finesse. She's learned caution with the blade, to ensure that she never cuts herself with this extremely more dangerous version of a saber. Her footing usually sucks, as she never had anyone to teach her stances, forms, or anything of the like.
Force Affiliation: Neither side, although she can lift and heave massive things with the force. Being a child all alone, her imagination, need, and belief, were all that was needed to gain the force on her side. Telekinetically, she's almost a master at it. In any other of the aspects of the force (Mind, social, persuasion, choke, lightning... etc.) she knows nothing.

::Alias::
Birth Stone: Spinel
Birth Flower: Celosia, Arrabona Red
Zodiac: Aquarius
-Strength: Brute strength, randomness
-Weakness: She's not very well-spoken in the common tongue. She knows base language, but speaks her home tongue much better, due to her isolation from people.
-Symbol: A black scorpion-like shape in black on her hip, she draws it almost like signing her name, to mark her territory.
-Element: Fire/Earth
-Sign Ruler: (What is this?)
-Lucky Color: Red
-Lucky Number: 7
-Jewelry: Spinel and silver ring.
-Best Match: (What is this?)
-Celebrities: (Darth Maul -genderbent)

::Description::
Personality: Perhaps she's a bit naive. She has never really had any real social situations, so there's almost no way she could tell if someone has good or bad intentions, other than just her own, uneducated guesses. Zerai may seem very standoffish and interrogative to those she meets, but is almost too willing to give people her trust. Despite trying to be hard and defensive, she's really a child at heart, not very refined or bright. However, she's willing and eager to learn, so her first few weeks and months in society will likely impact her personality greatly.
Strengths: She's really good at drawing, with sand, blood, whatever she gets her hands on. She fights like a wild animal, with strength and some strange, wild precision, almost like a feral dance. She was bored and messed with a lightsaber.
Weaknesses: She's too trusting. She doesn't know enough about form or tactics to defeat a Sith or Jedi in a real fight.
Fears: Almost anything new.
Goals: Just to get off her island.
Likes: Almost anything new.
Dislikes: Pain or sour things. Hot days.

::Appearance::
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Face Structure: Thin, square jaw. Made to look more delicate and chiseled by her red facial markings.
Body Structure: She's not exactly skinny, nor the most curvy, somewhere between both. Not unattractive, though.
Hair: Long black braids, hundreds of them, falling to the middle of her back, braided back over her scalp, her horns projecting from her crown.
Eyes: Small, almond eyes, colored scarlet
Weight: 145
Height: 5'7"
Voice: Low and melodic. Depending on the language she speaks, it can sound harsh or gentle. She can have quite a range of her voice, though.
Distinguishable Markings: Her body is red and black all over in intricate tattoos.

::Background::
Childhood: Zerai was born on her homeworld of Dathomir. She belonged to a happy couple. Dark force is rampant all across the planet, and outweighs the light there. There are multiple Sith complexes across the surface. Zerai, at around age five, played with her fellows, too young to remember or understand much, but old enough to try any means to amuse herself. Foolishly brave, as only children are. She climbed aboard a Sith's private cruiser when he stopped in their small town to refuel. The ship itself soon became involved in a relatively small battle in the sky with some raiders. The engines were damaged by the scavengers and the Sith ship careened from high altitudes towards the surface of the planet. Was it luck, or the force that it crashed into an island? The thrusters took most of the impact, but the Sith was thrown from the ship, cracking against the exterior windows and crushing his own body horribly. Zerai had been wedged in a small cupboard, cushioned by rags and spare uniforms. She escaped with only minor scratches and scrapes. When she emerged, she found the Sith clutching his saber, heaving in his death throes. The child eased his pain, making the Sith more comfortable and bandaging his wounds, trying to keep him alive. In perhaps one of the very few things he'd done in kindness, he opened the girl's eyes to the force and gifted her his saber before his death. He advised her not to make the same mistakes that he had-if only she knew what those mistakes were. She was left abandoned on a deserted island on Dathomir.
Teen Years: All through her childhood and teenage years to the present, she's been living in the wreckage of the ship, powered by solar panels to maintain it as a home. Luckily, the island had wildlife on it by some means, and if she's careful, she can ration out what she hunts to live. She's expected to live her entire life alone. In her spare time, she's practiced with the saber, as a tool to hunt or slice wood and start fires. She never would have considered it as a weapon against other sentient beings, but finds it immensely helpful, as well as her slowly-strengthening bond to the force. Both have helped her survive these many years. Now, at nineteen, someone is about to find her (Hopefully) and reintroduce her into a new society and environment. Is she inherently good or bad? That remains to be seen. She's a blank slate, just waiting for someone to write on her.

::Relationships::
She was misplaced as a child. She doesn't know any of her family.

Crush: None
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None
Wife/Husband: None

::Other::
Favorite Flower: Roses
Favorite Animal: Wookies (Yes, they're not animals, but she'll probably see them as big cuddly animals, and totally abuse their sense of individuality with hugs.)
Favorite Season: Winter. She's never seen snow or felt the cold before.
Favorite Time of Day: Sunset. She adores the golden hour.
Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpCHs...

[Rose ♥]

All approved.

[Ilsa]

Thanks so much!