Post by tonfa2 on Aug 26, 2007 17:52:39 GMT -5
Player information
Player name: Dustin
RP Experiance: TLoSW
Contact Info: AIM: DWH1988
Character Information
Name: Talyc Tracinya
Age: 29
Race: Mandalorian Human
Class: Mercenary
Faction: The Tracinya family
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 175 lbs
Physical Description: images.wikia.com/starwars/images/9/9d/Mandalorian_negwt.jpg
This in gold instead of green. When not in armor Talyc is a short dark-haired human male with a white scar crossing his cheek.
Personality: Talyc is a caring father, fitting the Mandalorian culture well. His son and wife frequently join him on missions, but he prefers to work alone or with a small squad of elite troops, protecting his family by leaving them to their own skills. To most aruetiise he appears cold, but that is merely the business face shared by most Mando’ade. Talyc bears a deep hatred towards the Jedi Order for the death of his father and the Jedi’s continual defeats of the Mandalorian Crusades.
Strengths: Talyc is a superb commando, ranking among the best Mandalorian Marksmen when using his Verpine-designed shatter gun. He is also skilled at mounted combat, riding his basilisk war droid into battle.
Weaknesses: Talyc’s generally calm resolve is upset only when around Jedi. When faced with Jedi, Talyc goes into a blood rage and almost always attacks with no care for his own safety.
Fears: Talyc is afraid of few things, but the most powerful of his fears are becoming dar’manda and losing his family forever.
Dreams: Talyc dreams of crushing the Jedi and removing any knowledge of their order from the galaxy.
Equipment:
Verpine Shatter Gun
Mandalorian Dirk
Sand Gold Beskar’gam
Beskar’gam Modifications:
Mandalorian Crushgaunt as left gauntlet
Flamethrower in left wrist
Grapple Launcher with high-strength cable in right wrist
Blastech wrist lasers in each arm mounted under the above
Jetpack
External Targeting Rangefinder
Broad-band Antenna
Enviromental Filter System
Power Armor Liner
Internal Comlink
Integrated Motion and Sound Sensor System
Macrobinocular Viewplate with Infrared Scanner
Fire Control Battle Computer
Ships: A Meteor-class Q-Carrier refitted to serve as a mobile home for the Tracinya family. Much of the troop room has been replaced by a kitchen and pair of bedrooms as well as full refresher facilities.
Droids: A Basilisk War Droid serves as both a family pet and a battlemount for Talyc.
Background:
As a child, Talyc was raised in the Mandolorian way. His father began training him in combat at the age of seven, and he received his first beskar’gam when he was nine. Talyc began going on missions with his father soon after that, and on one of them watched his father cut down by a Jedi. Talyc then killed that Jedi, but a stain was left on his mind. When he was eighteen he married his wife, Kar’ta and a year later his son A’den was born. Like his father, Talyc began training A’den at the age of seven, and the child now stands alongside his parents in battle, his armor a mix of his father’s gold and his mother’s black.
After the
RP example: (Note, some of this is Kayura’s writing, but it’s fun)
The plot was brewing. First it was a whimsical idea that snowballed into a plan. Through the column of them a thought brewed and grew into a single voice of many. You want to see if we can hit something with these, eh?
It took the steely control of appearance to keep the dark smiles off their faces. It took absolute discipline to keep the snickers from echoing or even being loosed in the darkness. Some who knew the weapons better passed along a thought. It's easy kids, you point and shoot.
They reached the firing range and waited for the right moment. One by one, they formed a line. It looked like a firing squad by the way they fanned out, fell in and readied their weapons.
If they had played their cards right, they'd be able to shoot this nuisance and go back to sleep. Weapons cocked or charged. There was a single word shouted. "Fire!"
The morning's stillness was broken with the sound of dozens of guns going off at once.
Talyc staggered forward a step as the bolts hit and then turned, smoke streaming from the scorched paint, but little more. He smiled and drew his Verpine shatter gun from his side.
"So, which one of you dikute has the balls to try that again? Munit tome'tayl, skotah iisa."
---
Dozens of barrels smoked and then at once, dozens of jaws dropped. Another thought, one made of a chorus of voices sharing a single thought echoed through their ranks. What the f---!?They were too stunned even to complete the thought as this Mandolorian Nerf hearder was not only still standing but talking.
The voice echoed, "So, which one of you dikute has the balls to try that again? Munit tome'tayl, skotah iisa."
All of them, stunned to the core, blinked with weapons still wafting of tale-tale discharge residue. Quick mental calculations revealed that while one hit from one weapon alone was enough to kill a man, there were at least eighteen of them with weapons that all fired at once. There was no rational way for that man to still be standing.
---
Talyc looked around and bellowed.
"None of you then? Well hit the deck dikute and give me 50 press-ups, now!"
A'den and Kar'ta moved to position themselves where they could monitor the trainees, the blaster rifles mounted in the arms of their armor trained.
A voice hissed, "Way to go genius!" Another looked as if he had been thumped in the back of the head with considerable violence. "Hey!" the youth returned," I said what everyone was thinking--jackass!"
Grudgingly, they fell into position for the push-ups, especially knowing that to not do so would result in learning how to dodge live fire--the hard way.
Talyc shook his head. What had happened to the warrior Sith who had defeated his people so long ago. These fools wouldn't survive a night with a crate of strill babies, much less a dikutla battle. Two standing side-by-side hadn't hit the ground quick enough, bringing a smile to his face. He walked over to them and holstered his gun.
"Perhaps you two dikute don't know what it means to hit the ground. Allow me to demonstrate."
Talyc bent over and grasped the back of their heavy tunics, one in each hand. Fueled by adrenaline and rage, he pulled them from the ground before slamming them back. "One." He lifted them again and once again slammed them to the ground. "Two, now finish the rest before I put my dikutla boot up your shebs so far you'll be tasting beskar for a week."
Personality Scale
low-----------------high
Anger
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Fear
1 2 (3) 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Emotional Sensitivity
1 2 3 (4) 5 6 7 8 9 10
Reflexes/Quick thinking
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (9) 10
Patience
1 2 3 (4) 5 6 7 8 9 10
Physical Scale
low-----------------high
(you are allowed to use a combined 40 points in this section, for example if you have 8 on strenght push and 8 on recovery then that would be 16 of your possible 40 points. Expections are only allowed if admins oks.)
Strength
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Endurance
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (9) 10
Aggression
1 2 3 4 5 6 (7) 8 9 10
Recovery
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Physical Reflexes
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Force Powers
low-----------------high
(you are allowed to use a combined 56 points in this section, for example if you have 8 on force push and 8 on force pull then that would be 16 of your possible 56 points. Expections are only allowed if admins oks.)
Force Push
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Pull
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Grip
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Heal
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Mind Trick
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Absorb
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force lightning
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Overall force sensitivity
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Lightsaber Skills
low-----------------high
uses form:
(You allowed 25 points in this section, unless otherwise state. Or if you are a Jedi Weapons Master or the Sith equivlent.)
Aggressive
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Defensive
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Speed
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Overall Dark/Light Stance
dark----------------light
1 2 (3) 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Player name: Dustin
RP Experiance: TLoSW
Contact Info: AIM: DWH1988
Character Information
Name: Talyc Tracinya
Age: 29
Race: Mandalorian Human
Class: Mercenary
Faction: The Tracinya family
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 175 lbs
Physical Description: images.wikia.com/starwars/images/9/9d/Mandalorian_negwt.jpg
This in gold instead of green. When not in armor Talyc is a short dark-haired human male with a white scar crossing his cheek.
Personality: Talyc is a caring father, fitting the Mandalorian culture well. His son and wife frequently join him on missions, but he prefers to work alone or with a small squad of elite troops, protecting his family by leaving them to their own skills. To most aruetiise he appears cold, but that is merely the business face shared by most Mando’ade. Talyc bears a deep hatred towards the Jedi Order for the death of his father and the Jedi’s continual defeats of the Mandalorian Crusades.
Strengths: Talyc is a superb commando, ranking among the best Mandalorian Marksmen when using his Verpine-designed shatter gun. He is also skilled at mounted combat, riding his basilisk war droid into battle.
Weaknesses: Talyc’s generally calm resolve is upset only when around Jedi. When faced with Jedi, Talyc goes into a blood rage and almost always attacks with no care for his own safety.
Fears: Talyc is afraid of few things, but the most powerful of his fears are becoming dar’manda and losing his family forever.
Dreams: Talyc dreams of crushing the Jedi and removing any knowledge of their order from the galaxy.
Equipment:
Verpine Shatter Gun
Mandalorian Dirk
Sand Gold Beskar’gam
Beskar’gam Modifications:
Mandalorian Crushgaunt as left gauntlet
Flamethrower in left wrist
Grapple Launcher with high-strength cable in right wrist
Blastech wrist lasers in each arm mounted under the above
Jetpack
External Targeting Rangefinder
Broad-band Antenna
Enviromental Filter System
Power Armor Liner
Internal Comlink
Integrated Motion and Sound Sensor System
Macrobinocular Viewplate with Infrared Scanner
Fire Control Battle Computer
Ships: A Meteor-class Q-Carrier refitted to serve as a mobile home for the Tracinya family. Much of the troop room has been replaced by a kitchen and pair of bedrooms as well as full refresher facilities.
Droids: A Basilisk War Droid serves as both a family pet and a battlemount for Talyc.
Background:
As a child, Talyc was raised in the Mandolorian way. His father began training him in combat at the age of seven, and he received his first beskar’gam when he was nine. Talyc began going on missions with his father soon after that, and on one of them watched his father cut down by a Jedi. Talyc then killed that Jedi, but a stain was left on his mind. When he was eighteen he married his wife, Kar’ta and a year later his son A’den was born. Like his father, Talyc began training A’den at the age of seven, and the child now stands alongside his parents in battle, his armor a mix of his father’s gold and his mother’s black.
After the
RP example: (Note, some of this is Kayura’s writing, but it’s fun)
The plot was brewing. First it was a whimsical idea that snowballed into a plan. Through the column of them a thought brewed and grew into a single voice of many. You want to see if we can hit something with these, eh?
It took the steely control of appearance to keep the dark smiles off their faces. It took absolute discipline to keep the snickers from echoing or even being loosed in the darkness. Some who knew the weapons better passed along a thought. It's easy kids, you point and shoot.
They reached the firing range and waited for the right moment. One by one, they formed a line. It looked like a firing squad by the way they fanned out, fell in and readied their weapons.
If they had played their cards right, they'd be able to shoot this nuisance and go back to sleep. Weapons cocked or charged. There was a single word shouted. "Fire!"
The morning's stillness was broken with the sound of dozens of guns going off at once.
Talyc staggered forward a step as the bolts hit and then turned, smoke streaming from the scorched paint, but little more. He smiled and drew his Verpine shatter gun from his side.
"So, which one of you dikute has the balls to try that again? Munit tome'tayl, skotah iisa."
---
Dozens of barrels smoked and then at once, dozens of jaws dropped. Another thought, one made of a chorus of voices sharing a single thought echoed through their ranks. What the f---!?They were too stunned even to complete the thought as this Mandolorian Nerf hearder was not only still standing but talking.
The voice echoed, "So, which one of you dikute has the balls to try that again? Munit tome'tayl, skotah iisa."
All of them, stunned to the core, blinked with weapons still wafting of tale-tale discharge residue. Quick mental calculations revealed that while one hit from one weapon alone was enough to kill a man, there were at least eighteen of them with weapons that all fired at once. There was no rational way for that man to still be standing.
---
Talyc looked around and bellowed.
"None of you then? Well hit the deck dikute and give me 50 press-ups, now!"
A'den and Kar'ta moved to position themselves where they could monitor the trainees, the blaster rifles mounted in the arms of their armor trained.
A voice hissed, "Way to go genius!" Another looked as if he had been thumped in the back of the head with considerable violence. "Hey!" the youth returned," I said what everyone was thinking--jackass!"
Grudgingly, they fell into position for the push-ups, especially knowing that to not do so would result in learning how to dodge live fire--the hard way.
Talyc shook his head. What had happened to the warrior Sith who had defeated his people so long ago. These fools wouldn't survive a night with a crate of strill babies, much less a dikutla battle. Two standing side-by-side hadn't hit the ground quick enough, bringing a smile to his face. He walked over to them and holstered his gun.
"Perhaps you two dikute don't know what it means to hit the ground. Allow me to demonstrate."
Talyc bent over and grasped the back of their heavy tunics, one in each hand. Fueled by adrenaline and rage, he pulled them from the ground before slamming them back. "One." He lifted them again and once again slammed them to the ground. "Two, now finish the rest before I put my dikutla boot up your shebs so far you'll be tasting beskar for a week."
Personality Scale
low-----------------high
Anger
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Fear
1 2 (3) 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Emotional Sensitivity
1 2 3 (4) 5 6 7 8 9 10
Reflexes/Quick thinking
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (9) 10
Patience
1 2 3 (4) 5 6 7 8 9 10
Physical Scale
low-----------------high
(you are allowed to use a combined 40 points in this section, for example if you have 8 on strenght push and 8 on recovery then that would be 16 of your possible 40 points. Expections are only allowed if admins oks.)
Strength
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Endurance
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (9) 10
Aggression
1 2 3 4 5 6 (7) 8 9 10
Recovery
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Physical Reflexes
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 (8) 9 10
Force Powers
low-----------------high
(you are allowed to use a combined 56 points in this section, for example if you have 8 on force push and 8 on force pull then that would be 16 of your possible 56 points. Expections are only allowed if admins oks.)
Force Push
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Pull
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Grip
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Heal
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Mind Trick
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force Absorb
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Force lightning
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Overall force sensitivity
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Lightsaber Skills
low-----------------high
uses form:
(You allowed 25 points in this section, unless otherwise state. Or if you are a Jedi Weapons Master or the Sith equivlent.)
Aggressive
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Defensive
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Speed
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Overall Dark/Light Stance
dark----------------light
1 2 (3) 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
