Post by Jin Tonic on Oct 18, 2008 21:40:32 GMT -5
Full Name: Shijo Rojop
Nickname: Shijo
Profession: Dark Jedi
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: Short 'n' fluffy
Weight: Not that heavy
Species: Kushiban
Eye color: Green
Skin/Fur color: Varies. See notes, below.
Hair color: N/A
Markings: A few scars along his body where his fur never changes color, anymore. Also, his front paws have been mangled; he's lacking his thumbs altogether, and his other fingers have been badly damaged.
Birthplace: Kushibah
General Appearance: Small-ish creature, looking like a cross between a rabbit and a fox. Since his shift to the Dark Side of the Force, his emotionally-neutral color has shifted as well, from white to brown... This is also known as the color of "I'm BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORED!!!" for him. His fur re-attains its vibrant whiteness when he's extremely happy, and turns red when he's agitated or angry. It shifts to a blue color when he's scared or intimidated, green when he's feeling sick, pink when he's sexually aroused, orange when he's feeling mischievous, and black when he's hit the deepest of despairs...
He does have several streaks along his body that remain a constant off-white color.
His only "clothing" is a simple belt, from which hangs a light saber and a pouch for keeping his credsticks...
Personality: Unlike typical Dark Jedis, this young Kushiban became consumed by the Dark Side for revenge. He mistakenly sees his relationship with the Dark Side as a master/slave relationship, with himself as the master and the Dark Side as the slave... "The Force is my bitch" is kind of his motto. When in combat, he feeds carnage, anger, and hatred to the Dark Side, in exchange for power. When not in heated combat, he gives it his rampant emotionality, rather than the practiced, restrained emotions of the Jedis of the Light Side. In return, he constantly expects the Dark Side to be there for him, until he has completed his vengence, whereupon, he expects he'll be able to return to normal and go on with his life.
He has been warned that he will get bitten in the ass for treating the Dark Side this way, but he refuses to listen...
Field(s) of expertise: Telekinetics and lightsaber combat. He has become very good at both of these things, but with his crippled handpaws, he's useless at just about everything he ever used to be good at... Also, since he only got very basic training in the ways of the Force, he has had to teach himself a good deal of the rest of what he knows...so aside from the two abilities previously mentioned, he's not very skilled in the ways of the Force, just yet...
History: Towards the end of the war, less than five years before Darth Sidius was killed, the Empire landed on Kushibah. They originally sought to use the native life-forms as cheap labor... Most of the Kushiban fled to the safety of the woods, but some were captured. The captured Kushiban refused to work, and were finally deemed unfit as slaves, and sentenced for execution.
Shijo was one of these Kushiban. He had suffered under the Imperials, just as all the others had, but when it came time to round them all up and shoot them, his own mother created a distraction to help him escape. After three weeks of being haunted by nightmares of the sound of gunfire behind him as he ran, he swore vengence, and turned his back on Kushibah, to begin hunting after one Jerrin Restrepo, the officer who'd been in charge of the imperial operations on Kushibah.
He became so consumed by his desire for vengence that he slowly slipped from the mindset he had been in his entire life. He opened himself to the Dark Side of the Force, asking it for power, and the opportunity for revenge. He turned his back on Kushibah, stowing away on the next freighter out, and has yet to turn back.
With the downfall of the Empire, interplanetary travel has become easier, but tracking Jerrin has become infinitely more difficult. He remains insistent that General Restrepo is still alive, because he can't stand the idea of having worked this hard for this long to achieve his dream of vengeance, only to have it taken from him...
His travels have now taken him to the most convenient location to insert him into the plot...
Starship: "My starship is called 'My Ass'! Care to see it? It's kinda cute, actually! And we don't have to go very far to where it's docked!"
Other Notes: Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December--... Actually, I don't remember what month it was. ^^; My brothers and I were gonna start up a West End Games Star Wars rpg with a few friends. We were flipping through the book on alien races, and there's this race called the Kushiban, who looked kinda like the bastard child of a rabbit and a fennec. Only there's very little information on them, aside from that they're sentient, quadrapedal, and force-sensitive.
Someone asked, "What the hell good is a quadrapedal Jedi? 'Oh, lookit me! I took the Force Cuteness power! I will force you to start drooling all over yourself from my sheer cuteness! OBEY THE CUTE!'"
And everyone starts laughing at the pathetic worthlessness of a quadrapedal character in the SW setting, and the entire time, my mind is just working, wrapping around a concept.
Suddenly, I blurt out, "I'm gonna play a Kushiban."
"WHAT?!? Why???"
"Well, think about it. You have to spend points on your six attributes, your three Force attributes, and your skills on top of that, right? Well, without thumbs, that takes out all the combat and technical skills... That's a crapload of points I can just spend on Force attributes and abilities."
Everyone just stares at me, and one of my brothers bursts out laughing. "Dude, that's total rapeage!"
To this day, "rapeage" is still one of my favorite words. X3 <3
Nickname: Shijo
Profession: Dark Jedi
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Height: Short 'n' fluffy
Weight: Not that heavy
Species: Kushiban
Eye color: Green
Skin/Fur color: Varies. See notes, below.
Hair color: N/A
Markings: A few scars along his body where his fur never changes color, anymore. Also, his front paws have been mangled; he's lacking his thumbs altogether, and his other fingers have been badly damaged.
Birthplace: Kushibah
General Appearance: Small-ish creature, looking like a cross between a rabbit and a fox. Since his shift to the Dark Side of the Force, his emotionally-neutral color has shifted as well, from white to brown... This is also known as the color of "I'm BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORED!!!" for him. His fur re-attains its vibrant whiteness when he's extremely happy, and turns red when he's agitated or angry. It shifts to a blue color when he's scared or intimidated, green when he's feeling sick, pink when he's sexually aroused, orange when he's feeling mischievous, and black when he's hit the deepest of despairs...
He does have several streaks along his body that remain a constant off-white color.
His only "clothing" is a simple belt, from which hangs a light saber and a pouch for keeping his credsticks...
Personality: Unlike typical Dark Jedis, this young Kushiban became consumed by the Dark Side for revenge. He mistakenly sees his relationship with the Dark Side as a master/slave relationship, with himself as the master and the Dark Side as the slave... "The Force is my bitch" is kind of his motto. When in combat, he feeds carnage, anger, and hatred to the Dark Side, in exchange for power. When not in heated combat, he gives it his rampant emotionality, rather than the practiced, restrained emotions of the Jedis of the Light Side. In return, he constantly expects the Dark Side to be there for him, until he has completed his vengence, whereupon, he expects he'll be able to return to normal and go on with his life.
He has been warned that he will get bitten in the ass for treating the Dark Side this way, but he refuses to listen...
Field(s) of expertise: Telekinetics and lightsaber combat. He has become very good at both of these things, but with his crippled handpaws, he's useless at just about everything he ever used to be good at... Also, since he only got very basic training in the ways of the Force, he has had to teach himself a good deal of the rest of what he knows...so aside from the two abilities previously mentioned, he's not very skilled in the ways of the Force, just yet...
History: Towards the end of the war, less than five years before Darth Sidius was killed, the Empire landed on Kushibah. They originally sought to use the native life-forms as cheap labor... Most of the Kushiban fled to the safety of the woods, but some were captured. The captured Kushiban refused to work, and were finally deemed unfit as slaves, and sentenced for execution.
Shijo was one of these Kushiban. He had suffered under the Imperials, just as all the others had, but when it came time to round them all up and shoot them, his own mother created a distraction to help him escape. After three weeks of being haunted by nightmares of the sound of gunfire behind him as he ran, he swore vengence, and turned his back on Kushibah, to begin hunting after one Jerrin Restrepo, the officer who'd been in charge of the imperial operations on Kushibah.
He became so consumed by his desire for vengence that he slowly slipped from the mindset he had been in his entire life. He opened himself to the Dark Side of the Force, asking it for power, and the opportunity for revenge. He turned his back on Kushibah, stowing away on the next freighter out, and has yet to turn back.
With the downfall of the Empire, interplanetary travel has become easier, but tracking Jerrin has become infinitely more difficult. He remains insistent that General Restrepo is still alive, because he can't stand the idea of having worked this hard for this long to achieve his dream of vengeance, only to have it taken from him...
His travels have now taken him to the most convenient location to insert him into the plot...
Starship: "My starship is called 'My Ass'! Care to see it? It's kinda cute, actually! And we don't have to go very far to where it's docked!"
Other Notes: Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December--... Actually, I don't remember what month it was. ^^; My brothers and I were gonna start up a West End Games Star Wars rpg with a few friends. We were flipping through the book on alien races, and there's this race called the Kushiban, who looked kinda like the bastard child of a rabbit and a fennec. Only there's very little information on them, aside from that they're sentient, quadrapedal, and force-sensitive.
Someone asked, "What the hell good is a quadrapedal Jedi? 'Oh, lookit me! I took the Force Cuteness power! I will force you to start drooling all over yourself from my sheer cuteness! OBEY THE CUTE!'"
And everyone starts laughing at the pathetic worthlessness of a quadrapedal character in the SW setting, and the entire time, my mind is just working, wrapping around a concept.
Suddenly, I blurt out, "I'm gonna play a Kushiban."
"WHAT?!? Why???"
"Well, think about it. You have to spend points on your six attributes, your three Force attributes, and your skills on top of that, right? Well, without thumbs, that takes out all the combat and technical skills... That's a crapload of points I can just spend on Force attributes and abilities."
Everyone just stares at me, and one of my brothers bursts out laughing. "Dude, that's total rapeage!"
To this day, "rapeage" is still one of my favorite words. X3 <3