SWG Tales

ArifoObi wrote:So you are looking for more of the what I get from the back of the GI Joe box thing. I though this was a full writeup.

Just for profiles. We do want to feature everyone's stories (the full writeups and more) in the Tales section so don't sell it short. We just want to give every visitor a chance to get a rundown of your character AND a chance to read all about him/her.

Ekade wrote:

Scragg wrote:Everything you need to know about Ekade:

She is a Force of Nature... Exotic and Mysterious, Deadly and Seductive.

She is an Enchanting and Enigmatic Goddess.

You know.. that is really starting to grow on me. Funny thing, Ekade has recently aquired and admirer who refers to her as Goddess all the time.. LOL.. this is so not good for her ego. Someone is going to have to put her in her place.

/cue Seret Sajet

And that someone would be me. I cannot allow a Priestess of the Goddess to in fact use the title of Goddess for herself. It is much too bold and blasphemous. I expect a twil'ek woman of such character and resolve to shun such titles when bestowed upon her. Remember, vanity is one of the 375 Deadly Sins from Rylothian Lore.

So don't make me pull sin #248 on ya!

Seret Sajet wrote:
/cue Seret Sajet

And that someone would be me. I cannot allow a Priestess of the Goddess to in fact use the title of Goddess for herself. It is much too bold and blasphemous. I expect a twil'ek woman of such character and resolve to shun such titles when bestowed upon her. Remember, vanity is one of the 375 Deadly Sins from Rylothian Lore.

So don't make me pull sin #248 on ya!

LOL!

That admirer is aware of his sacriledge, yet he insists on calling me a Goddess nonetheless. There is only so many times I can correct him. It has become an exercise in futility.

#248... is that the one that has to do with spankings?

Ekade wrote:

Seret Sajet wrote:
/cue Seret Sajet

And that someone would be me. I cannot allow a Priestess of the Goddess to in fact use the title of Goddess for herself. It is much too bold and blasphemous. I expect a twil'ek woman of such character and resolve to shun such titles when bestowed upon her. Remember, vanity is one of the 375 Deadly Sins from Rylothian Lore.

So don't make me pull sin #248 on ya!

LOL!

That admirer is aware of his sacriledge, yet he insists on calling me a Goddess nonetheless. There is only so many times I can correct him. It has become an exercise in futility.

#248... is that the one that has to do with spankings?

Yes...... from a tusken raider with rabbies.

Seret Sajet wrote:
Yes...... from a tusken raider with rabbies.

ummm.. is there any other kind?

Ekade wrote:

Seret Sajet wrote:
Yes...... from a tusken raider with rabbies.

ummm.. is there any other kind?

But of course! You've not fought a "Mad Cow Disease tusken" or a "tusken with Influenza"?

Thanks Dewbacca. Now if we can only convince our forum Moderator to do the same...

/pokes Ekade


Jabe

YAAAAY!!! It's so good to see your updated bio here on the board Dewy! Hey, wait a second -- what trouble are you talking about? :evil:

Sepiv wrote:YAAAAY!!! It's so good to see your updated bio here on the board Dewy! Hey, wait a second -- what trouble are you talking about? :evil:

Just give it a few minutes....you'll find some :P

Jabe Adaks wrote:Thanks Dewbacca. Now if we can only convince our forum Moderator to do the same...

/pokes Ekade


Jabe

*Hangs head in shame.*

Did Zannon assign you to pester my while he was gone?

Name: Jaminos
Age: 37
hight: 6'5
Current proession: Bounty Hunter
Eyes: N/A
Skin Color: N/A
Weight: 175
Place of Birth: Tatooine Dune Sea
Native Toung: Bounty Hunter language
Bench Press: 350

Story....

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In reality If I were to poast a real full story of jaminos well ask Ekade said I could right about 7 pages of a quick sum up of back in MDB when Ekade and Novall were merried. I was just a young man with the galexy at my disposal. But like I said there is too much to include.

Figured I'd post mine even though it is a WIP...

Name: Lok'i Vidaar
Age: Unknown
Hieght: 1.8m
Proessional Skills: Outdoor Survivalist, and Hunter, Ranged Weapons Specialist
Eyes: Yellow (soon)
Skin Color: Blue
Lekku Markings: Red
Weight: 90.5Kg

Planet of Birth: Ryloth
Current Location: Nocturnus, Lok

Affiliation: Midnight Coalition, Mad Monkey Federation
Known Family: Picculus Vidaar (Biological Father), Eire Vidaar (Mother)
Known Associates: Seret Sajet, Tensonic, Zannon, Mess'tar Dooo, Jabe Adaks, X'an Shin, Skarr, Bilko, Abos, Dwilah, Oeree, Ekade

Backround:

Lok'i was exiled from Ryloth at the age of 16. His own father was the cause of this, to this day he has never forgiven him. Xerk Sajet, the only man to stand up for Lok'i, Sent him to live with a friend and partner on tatooine. Lok'i Eventually Stumbled into Seret, and Moved into Nocturnus on Lok. The rest of his story is constantly unfolding.

not to good at this so let me just start by saying i am sorry if this is not very good)


dragunno was born on tattoonie in the city of bestine. Son of a wealth inperial arms dealer named hunno, his mother was killed by the impire when he was a very young boy. he grew up hating the empire with all of his heart. his given name was dragon after the great dragons of the past. when he was a young teenager his father was killed by the empire also for a deal gone bad. from that day forth he vowed to find and kill the man that put the price on his fathers head. he then changed his name to dragunno to take on part of his father. began traveling around the galaxy looking for work for to raise credits to fund his training. he came in contact with a man named zannon that was looking for a hard working man to get him a few items and he did so quickly. at the time he was a wanderer with no place to live, zannon then offered him a place in nocturnous.



to be cont...

Alias: None Known
Race: Human
Age: 28
Height: 6'0
Weight: 175lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Skin Color: White

Planet of Birth: Tattooine
Current Location: Nocturnus, Lok

Current Profession/Skills: Bounty Hunter, Creature Handler


Affiliation: MERCS
Known Associates: Novall Talon, Euphelia, Seret Sajet, Afahe

Background:

Hashum was born on Tattooine and grew up there with his parents until the age of six. At this time both of his parents were killed by parasites which were contracted on a trip they had taken into the outer rim. They had gone to the hospital for treatment not expecting to be long they'd left Hashum to baby sit his younger brother Queleri who was only three at the time. Hashum was a very intelligent young boy and often was left to care for his younger brother while their parents were out. After several days had gone by a woman and man both dressed in black arrived at the home and knocked on the door. Fearing for his brother he took him down stairs and hid hoping they would leave. After several knocks the strangers began yelling but Hashum couldn't make out what they were saying, they then began to beat the door down. Queleri began crying as the door crashed in and footsteps were heard on the floor above them. Hashum tried to quite his brother but to no avail. The strangers quickly scooped Hashum and Queleri up, the young woman directed the male stranger to take Queleri to his new family. Hearing this Hashum began screaming at them and tried to wriggle free. The woman tried explaining that their parents had died and a new family was going to take care of Queleri for them. Hashum then began kicking at his captor biting her and punching her trying to get away. She was forced to sedate him and it wasn't long before Hashum blacked out. That was the last he saw of his brother.

Hashum awake in an orphanage, in a bed surrounded with other little boys and girls his eyes dart around looking for comfort anywhere, but there was none to be found. As time wore on the older boys teased and bullied Hashum for reading and being a teachers pet. After 6 years in the orphanage Hashum snuck out one night running into the cool desert, he couldn't take the constant abuse any longer. Hashum ran until he could no longer see the orphanage and then feel a sleep in the open. He was awaken several hours later by a small nest of Nuna's. Hashum kicked them off of him and they began biting him, he grabbed a few nearby stones and began throwing them at the Nuna's while running away, the didn't pursue him long but the heat quickly overtook him. He'd not thought to bring anything with him and so had no water or food. Luckily after only a few short hours he stumped on the Imperial Oasis, he went in and as their recruiting agent began to speak with him he lied about his age to join the Empire. He was quickly enrolled and in basic training his intellect and accuracy soon made him stand out in his classes and resulted in him being relocated into their assassins program where he also excelled. Hashum graduated at the top of his class and was stationed in Tattooine, he used his free time searching the records for anything he could find about his family. It was in so doing that he was able to find out what had happened to his parents, he was however unable to learn anything about the whereabouts of his younger brother. As his role in the empire required a large deal of traveling he frequented cantina's and other large area's searching for information on his brother. Nothing every seemed to pan out and he soon lost hope.

After 15 years of serving in the Empire Hashum stumbled on an illegal slave trading program his Commanding Officer was running. His CO often sent Hashum out believing he was after the enemies of the empire while in fact he was killing those that Commander Raines thought were trying to end his smuggling business. Deeply hurt and betrayed by his commanding officer Raines he went to Dantooine to resign from the Empire, things however did not go well and Hashum only barely escaped the base with his life, losing his only friend his pet Snarl who died saving his life at the base. Stranded on Dantooine and severely wounded he was only able to escape with the help of a Twi'lek named Euphelia who was a rebel sympathizer who used her contacts to smuggle him off the planet and helped him gain the trust of the Rebellion. After recovering in a rebel hospital on Tattooine he joined their cause. With a price on his head by the Empire he fled to Lok to hideout where he met the pirates of Nocturnus who offered him refuge in their city.

Imperial File:5F14E1S9F5E1AS2

Name: Isleh-lin Mott
Alias: None Known
Race: Human
Age: 24 Standard Years
Height: 1.6 meters
Weight: 115 lbs.

Eyes: Light Blue*
Skin Color: Pale White Complexion*
Hair Color: Auburn*

*According to imperial records, Isleh-lin Mott was involved in altercation with the Mos Espa Imperial garrison some months ago. Security Holos show that she has altered her appearance. Last known eye color is amber/yellow, black hair with a tanned complexion

Place of Birth: Tatooien, Mos Eisley.
Current Location: Several known residances: Zeal, Tatooien; Five Points, Dantooien; Asaymoya, Dantooien.

Current Profession/Skills: Smuggler, Dancer.


Affiliation: Mafia, Rebel Alliance, The Kreetles
Immediate Associates: Weyune Togornah, Ekade, E-li Gordafer, Tovaar

Subject Background:
[The following is a summary of the statements made by Isleh-lin Mott. Comments made by other individuals have been excluded in this translation. Official Imperial records regarding the specific attack on Mos Eisley by the indigenous Tatooien population differs substantially from the account given here. Under Imperial scrutiny, their validity is suspect and are included to give insight into the subjects state of mind only. ~ Colonel Darius Mott]

"My father is a dedicated Officer in the service of the Emperor. That dedication is superseded by nothing. I remember my parents, father always away, the vicious arguments between mom and dad when he returned, his service before family often the source of contention... and how mom died.

During a tusken raid on the outskirts of Mos Eisley, He refused to dispatch troops to defend the outlining homesteads, his own home! I was captured and mom was killed. Hell is being alive in the hands of tusken raiders. The irony is that I was saved by a Storm Troopers raid.

From that day, I intended to join the Empire. I wanted to achieve what father could not and gain a prestigious post aboard a starship rather than on some fringe planet. I secretly really wanted to have him salute me. When I recovered, I went to see an Imperial Recruiter and with my father's connections, I was destined for the Raithal Academy in the core region.

I never made it. The transport was grounded in Moenia after a search for contraband resulted in the ship's captain's arrest and his ship impounded. I could have picked up another transport to the core systems and reached The Academy on schedule but... . I had nightmares during the transport flight.... I lost my nerve when I saw one of the crew members gunned down. I think that I dropped my Academy Acceptance letter in a disposal on the way out of the starport.

I thought I was better after the bacta treatments. The Imperial Medics in Bestine were exceptional. I don't even have physical scars from when I was tortured by the tuskens. They did have to get me into the bacta quickly and didn't have time to go through the normal sterilization process. They had to shave my head and from that day I kinda' kept my head shaved as a reminder. But when I stepped out into the streets of Moenia and felt my head, I wasn't so sure of myself and what I wanted."

Clan File Xtlllyy5723("deceased ")

Name: Weyune Togh'uranah
Alias: None
Race Twi'lek
Age 24 standard cycles
Height 1.8 meters
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: Dark Green
Appearance: Silver grey
Markings: on lekku, spot
Distiguishing features: None

Official Statement from parents of the child: "She was taken from us in the night, most likely as a slave, and therefore no longer of the clan."

The silver skinned Twi'lek was born to one of Ryloth's noble clans, Weyune was taught at an early age how to be sophisticated and dignified. Her clan lived on Ryloth's cold night side, fairly deep within a cliff, sector Tlyy157 of the catacombs pretty high class compared to the lower class who had to live closer to the outside, near the air spun turbines that powered and heated the underground cities. Her clan, the Togh'uranah clan, owned shares in one of the main companies that exported the mineral Ryll which was refined for medicinal use. These companies were sympathetic to the Alliance, and often secretly sent shipments to the Rebel base on Dantooine, under the nose of the Empire.

Weyune had little to no interest in the companies her father was part of. After seeing some other children play freely in the streets when she had to stay with her governess, she began to tire of the wealthy life wanting to be free to do as she wanted. At 18, she would often sneak out and visit the lower class cantinas and clubs. It was in one of these clubs she met a human named Lotran Crestingrider. After telling of her wishes and hatered of her noble life, he would often keep her informed of what was going on in the rest of the galaxy, and said he try to see if he could find a way to get her off Ryloth. However circumstances would try to force another fate on Weyune. When she was 21 standard cycles, their rivals, the Tangya family who were sympathetic to the Empire, discovered these Rebellion sympathies and threatened her father and clan leader with imprisonment or relinquishing the clan's business holdings.

To make the transaction legal, Weyune would marry Elek'Al Tangya, a zealous Imperial cadet and son of the Tangya clan leader. Weyune was furious when she found out about the takeover and that she was destined to become a good, submissive wife. "It was not going to be the life for her,' she thought. So, she sent a communiqué to Lotran explaining the situation. She fled the clan one night, meeting with Lortran just on the cusp to the Brightlands boarder. In the time she knew him he had been teaching her skills that were needed in a dangerous galaxy, how to survive in the wilderness and some basic blaster skills

When the Togh'uranah clan failed to produce the bride, The Tangya clan had no bargaining chip anymore, and didn't want to risk trouble with Empire, lest they be accused of siding with the Alliance for wanting a merger of the two clans. Weyune's parents were upset when they read the data disk explaining what she had done, so they then decided to officially evoke passing on Weyune, saying she was taken as a slave and was therefore, like dead to the clan, though they secretly knew she was not, hoping all would go well for her. Meanwhile, Lotran hired someone to alter Weyune's appearance, by changing her skin and marking color and told her to alter her surename then sent her off to Naboo masquerading as a refugee.

(she was born as the silver with green eyes you see now but her skin and markings were altered prior to leaving Ryloth, to the peach with dark markings to help her conceal her original identity)