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Post by Darth Keitavon Fox on Dec 5, 2009 2:17:59 GMT -7
Character Name: Darth Keitavon Fox Age: 18. but hates letting people know his real age. Sex: Yes please............ with my girl........... cuz i'm a guy........... word. Hair color: White Eye Color: Excesively light blue. Almost white. Species: Hume? Appearance:Faction: Sith Profession: Empress Apprentice...... OMG IT RHYMES!!!!!!!!!! Height: 5' 6" Weight: 110lbs/ 120 with claws Homeworld: Luminarium Canalis Residence: Wherever the Empress is Mentor: The Empress and minor abilities from his old slave master Languages: Most of them due to an imperial tutor. Personality: Bubbly and malicious. He acts happy and jolly 90% of the time till he actually has something that needs to be done or someone needs and ass beating. Then He's completely focused on his objective. Unique Characteristics: He's wearing a fucking Gir suit..... How could you miss that? Geez......................... And the white hair? Good lord....... whats wrong with you people? Its pretty freaking obvious..... Weapon's Expertise: Saber Gloves and Level A: Teras Kasi Special Abilities: The ability to very quickly regain any balance issues. With this also said, he has amazing balance and enjoys walking along thin platforms high above the ground.... or lack of ground. Saber Forms: Level A:Form IV: Ataru Force Powers: Level B: Force Speed, Force Strike Level C: Insanity, Friction Fire, Force Tractus Bardus Level D: Cure/Heal, Energy Resistance, Precognition, Rage, Seeing Level F: Push/Pull, Telepathy, Combustion, Destruction Starting off Weapons:Light saber gloves, a custom made form of light saber that uses both hands. The silver blades extend out from the finger tips. Each blade is about 3 feet long. The control for blade length and whether it is on or not is controled by a mind scanner within the palm of each glove. The user would have to just want the blades on in order for them to appear. The gloves themselves are created for offensive purposes but also modified further so that the user may actually be able to block attacks without breaking his/ her own wrist, hand, or fingers. Although with the idea of them being used more as a clawing type weapon it is not very hard to lose balance if the attack misses. Family Status: (Not Optional. It must be done or you will be shot into deep space without any oxygen.) Character Bio: Fox was born on that planet i said up above and lived a calm life. OK.... i changed my mind. That sucks. He was kidnapped by the empire and made a slave. Yeah. A slave. THey beat him and whipped his memory of any family and life he had before the empire took him. He was made the personal slave to one of the boys who were to be chosen to hopefully become the Empress' Apprentice. Once Fox learned what his "Master" was training so hard for he killed him himself and took residence in his place. He dawned the boys clothes and took his room. Fox disposed of the body and trained harder than the boy before him had. He had a basic blaster rifle that he was more than efficient with. After all, he could bulls eye swamp rats back home with it.............. yeah........... SO once the day came when he had to prove himself he had nothing more than a rifle. He was told to fight and kill his competition...... who all had light sabers. He shot and killed three and managed to dodge and kill the other 6 with his bare hands. After showing his worth he was made the apprentice and he learned to lighten up a bit. Step one to this process was buying a ridiculous Gir hoodie.
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Post by Eaon's admin account on Dec 5, 2009 10:42:47 GMT -7
lol if you go to System Info/Force Users you can find all the Saber Forms, Force Powers, and other things that you need. You'll also need to Rank you ability to use powers.
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Post by Grahm on Dec 5, 2009 10:57:29 GMT -7
Also, As the Grand Sith Inquisitor I must say that there is no way in hell I'd ever follow the orders of some teenaged kid in a Gir Suit unless he was relaying orders directly from the Empress. It would just be so humiliating that I would never live it down.
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Post by Darth Keitavon Fox on Dec 6, 2009 2:19:33 GMT -7
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU SELF CENTERED PRICK
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Post by Oege on Dec 6, 2009 2:31:45 GMT -7
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Post by Sephiroth The One Winged on Dec 6, 2009 11:54:48 GMT -7
Fox, be mind full what you say.
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Post by Darth Keitavon Fox on Dec 6, 2009 13:50:42 GMT -7
NII!!!!!
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Post by Darth Keitavon Fox on Dec 9, 2009 10:14:11 GMT -7
First Training: Holocron Training
The orbs circled Fox as he stood still clearing his mind preparing to do his daily training. He had achieved much with his Force Strike. Although not usually a path traveled by those of the Sith or even a well disciplined Jedi Fox thought this ability quite affective, all the more affective knowing not many would be able to defeat him if he achieved mastery of this skill. The orbs began circling faster and started to create a buzz and a slight breeze around the Apprentice. He knew he could do this. He had achieved many things through pure determination. From a child to a slave, from a slave to a free man, from a free man to a high level teen of the Empire, from there he had achieved the rank of Apprentice under the Empress.... the woman who ruled the galaxies with an iron grip. Yet She kept the people of the galaxies in pure ignorance of what her intentions were.... and he had become her apprentice. One day he would take her place and rule as she is now. In order to be as great a ruler as she he believed he needed to be able to strike down his foes before they even had gotten close enough to touch his clothes. The orbs were now a blur in the room. Without warning the room flashed red and Fox began his training.
The glow suddenly flashed and disappeared all within less than a second. Fox flipped backwards through the air observing the spinning orbs. He thrust his right hand forward and pulling his left hand back both with open palms instead of closed fists. One of the orbs dented and was shot towards the ground exploding on impact of the hard stone floor. Shrapnel spewed across the entire room almost taking of a chunk of Fox's shoulder before he could even hit the ground. Nothing could escape his gaze at this moment though. He was prepared for anything coming his way. Without a seconds delay of his first strike he forced his left palm forward now knocking the piece of shrapnel into another orb cutting deep into its core. This orb did not explode or shoot off in another direction causing more damage to the area and possible Fox. It simply cut deep into it severing the electrical circuits causing the orb to smoke, spark and drop to the ground and bounce several times before rolling to the edge of the round room.
As he landed on the ground he quickly observed the spot he had previously been standing before having to leap out of the way. The spot he had been standing was now smoking from the orbs. The red flash that filled the room was not just a light or sign signaling him to begin. It was each and every orb spiraling around his head firing at him with bright red lasers that scorched everything the hit. Weapons these day had become extremely advanced. Men did not even have to wage war themselves with the technology they possessed. These orb shaped droids for example. They did not have anyone piloting them or have someone giving them orders. They were quite easily programmed to fire on an enemy. These in particular had been programmed to fire only on Fox. Well, not even that was true. Had anyone else been in the room they too would be fired upon. They were simply programmed to fire upon any within a closed space such as this white, round room. These were the types of weapons that now controlled this war against any slime who dared come against the empire. The weapons they controlled were easily disposable as well. For each weapon such as these were not hand made but hundreds were made art a time by other droids. Even the Empires units. They were nothing more than weapons. Clones to be used as fodder yet trained as soldiers. The perfect weapon. If they could not get a task done with skill then it would surely be accomplished by shear numbers. Fox laughed as he saw the burn marks where his feet had been. They may be advanced, but that doesn't make them good enough to defeat him. Even if they had several units. Numbers did not matter.
One orb droid stopped spiraling around the room and halted to fire at Fox. For a soldier this would be a mistake but for this droid it was protocol. Although this mattered not whether it was droid or soldier, the end affect was the same. Air swished his hair as he leaps up to the ceiling, again making a full turn. He laughed a happy laugh and fell downwards at the orb droid. Wind pushed at his body ruffling his hair and creating temporary wrinkles in his clothing. He made a motion with his right hand again forcefully throwing the droid into the ground. The impact caused the droid to explode leaving a small crater and more shrapnel to spew across the room. From the angle of the landing though none of the other droids were damaged. Fox could see pieces driving into the wall ripping out chunks of stone and leaving shards of stone all across the floor. Though none of the metal could be found just on the ground. It was all stuck deep into the walls and parts were even still in the crater. Now permanently part of the building structure. Nothing more than shiny decorations within the floor.
Smoke moved out of Fox's way as he landed gracefully with an additional turn before his feet hit the ground gracefully. The ears on his hood flopped down to the side of his head. The weightlessness of falling no longer had them suspended in the air. This made him laugh a little once again as he thought about how bad ass yet ridiculous that must have looked. He started to laugh harder holding his stomach from to much laughter. Suddenly he stopped. He was training, he had to stay focused. Luckily when he fell the smoke moved out of his way from the gust that followed his body. That created a sort of barrier that kept the droids from being able to locate him. As far as the programming told them the room was empty, no organic life forms were currently inhabiting this room. Fox took this to his advantage. They could not see him but he could easily see their glowing red lights from inside his smoky barrier. He used his Force strike to bring another down. This punched a hole in his barrier and a droid saw him for a brief second. The droid that was struck catapulted into another droid denting in and knocking it to the ground. It had disabled its floating abilities, but could still fire. While the original droid was crushed upon the impact of the other droid. The second hit was to much for the droid. The first strike took out its firing mechanism and the second split it directly in half. The metal bits and wires fell to the ground with a heavy, metallic crash. Its pieces hit the ground sparked instantly causing yet another small burn mark on the ground.
The smokeless hole filled in again with smoke now, but one droid had seen Fox and now hovered into the thick smoke to fire upon the Sith Apprentice. Fox knew it had seen him and ducked right under where the hole had previously been. As the droid came through he reached up and grabbed the orb droid. Upon what seemed to be panic the droid started firing frantically. It was not happy, this attracted the other droids. However Fox held its firing mechanism away from himself and holding it away from his body he used his force strike on both sides of the orb droid crushing it. With his force strike being used like this he might have well learned Force Crush... but this was just so much more fun. Fox laughed aloud as the droid crumpled to his power.
A loud rain of metal bits clattered to the floor. Most of the inner metal core had been completely crushed into dust. Fox was a bit surprised it had not even sparked or detonated or caused harm in any way to himself, but this was a good thing. After all, harm was not something he exactly wanted from a simple training exercise. This training was going exactly the way he wanted it to. His force strike was really becoming a fearsome weapon when he used it. Although he was not causing mass explosions and causing cataclysmic damage it would still be more than enough to kill someone once he had mastered it. The only thing that he enjoyed more than the damage he might be doing was the idea of using it to defeat any foe without them even knowing what was hitting them. This idea pleased him greatly and was causing many hilarious scenarios to play out in Fox's head. He laughed again quietly.
"NO!!! NO!!! I HAVE TO STAY FOCUSED!!!" Fox turned and threw a distanced strike at a droid just as it turned to fire upon him. The droid's firing mechanism shattered instantly causing it to back fire. The back fire caused the droid not to drop to the ground or move hardly at all. For Fox had done this on purpose. He used his force strike but he used a condensed area and amount of pressure to hit only this area on the droid. Luckily he hit it directly at his target. As it hit and shattered the firing mechanism the droid instantly detonated causing the largest explosion so far for this training session. Bits and pieces of orb droids spewed all across the room ripping out large chunks of the wall and even creating holes in the ceiling. Debris fell from the top of the room falling on three of the droids crushing them between the solid stone floor and the shear weight of the stone ceiling pieces. Although some of the droids were not crushed by the falling ceiling others were caught up in the explosion of the droid and instantly disintegrated within the hot flames. Several other droids were pierced, crushed, and slammed against the walls by the flying orb droid shrapnel. Many of the droids were destroyed by Fox's simple dead eye targeting. Although he had long since lost his ability to use a blaster rifle he was more than efficient at pin pointing his target and concentrating his damage. With one single attack Fox had taken out more than seventeen orb droids. The destruction of the droids would have been a beautiful thing if it had been seen by other Sith. Even to those not of the Sith it may have been beautiful. To the Sith it would have represented strength, rage, fury, hatred and above all..... power. Those not of the Sith however would have easily just thought it to be a pretty display resembling poorly made fireworks.... and lots of them. After the chaos has calmed nothing could be seen in the room by the remaining droids. For the room was completely filled with smoke now. Fox could see their red lights. But they could not track him without first bumping into him.
Although this would usually make him laugh like a small child he had become irritated that he had lost his focus.... again. He tapped into his Rage and let loose on the droids. He was faster and stronger than before. He typically did not have a great temper anyway, and this was without taping into the Force's Rage. He knew this... but he also knew that letting the rage take over he would be so much stronger. The red glowing spots still dotted the room. Fox crouched down much like an animal, he disappeared under a thick cloud of smoke as the smoke fell and covered only the floor area. Above had become clear and the droids hovered around the room not knowing where their target had gotten to. He became more and more mad simply watching them hover around the room. The instant one of them drifted over his head he used his force strike and plowed it into the ceiling. Oddly enough the orb droid did not shatter or even dent. It just stuck straight into the ceiling. Half still stuck out but half was stuck deep in the stone. The smoke quickly covered the hole Fox had left. None of the other orb droids even had a chance to recognize what happened. There was just a suddenly lack of one droid. They sped up their pace searching frantically for Fox. One of the orb droids began firing rapidly and randomly into the smoke. Before he could be hit Fox made a leap out at the droid. Without fear or panic Fox grabbed it right in front of its blasting hole. Once a firm grip was had on this droid he turned in midair and hurled it across the room at another droid that had turned to shoot at Fox. The droid flew directly towards the other droid. Just to make it a little more affective though Fox again used his force strike to add one more smash and push to the back of it. The thrown droid first dented, cracked and sparked, upon hitting the other orb droid it exploded, the shock and impact from the hit threw the orb backwards into a wall. Causing it too to explode. Again dust and wall fragments littered the ground.
~ Troopers had begun to gather outside the door listening to the Empress' Apprentice train. This could not be training. This sounded like a full scale war held within a single room. This was madness. Worried that that may as well be the case some minor low ranked troopers hurried off to inform a higher level officer. Other troopers remained behind with their guns trained on the door. The door to the room had pulsed and shook and nothing that lived and breathed had ever been known to create this sort of damage and noise from a simple "training" session. One of the clone troopers with his gun aimed at the entrance to the room spoke quietly to the other knowing who had entered the room. For he had seen Fox enter not wielding any weapons. Not even his Saber Gloves. "The Apprentice... 'Fox' he entered that room. In battle i have seen him completely de-limb a man purely by his speed. Never could this damage be being caused by him though. He is only a man. This could not be his doing." He stopped talking and returned his focus to the door just waiting for a higher authority to get to them and order them on what they must do. None hoped to have to storm the room, yet they all knew it was a possibility and they were all ready to forfeit their lives if this were the case. ~
Another orb blew a massive chunk out of the wall. This room would certainly have to be repaired. Force strike cut down another orb droid. Only one left. As Fox leaped at the orb and grabbed it just as he had another he saw the droid he had taken out earlier but it still had the ability to fire. It fired at him from the ground, Fox turned and threw the other droid into its fire causing massive amounts of smoke and ash to fill the area. The droid had thought it hit its target so it began beeping happily. The droid was instantly crushed under the weight of Fox's foot. He looked around the room, he had destroyed them all, and within record time. Not a scratch on him! Fox was quite happy with how well he had done this time, usually he would have a burn mark or two from the firing droids. He felt as if he actually deserved the position of "Apprentice" to his queen now. He decided he deserved a reward.... maybe ice cream..... Before he could decide on his reward, although it was almost certainly going to be ice cream, the door to the room was blown open. The door flipped madly through the air at Fox. He made a jump landing on the side of the door as it flew under him. Before the door could turn another time he jumped off and used force strike on the door to push it downwards before it could destroy the back wall. Instead it merely left a massive crater in the floor. Suddenly red lights filled the room again, before Fox had any time to take a breather he had to start another training, no matter how unexpected, he must always be vigilant and ready.
Troopers stormed the room and Fox yelled allowed at the computer monitoring the room. "Computer!!! Gloves!!! Now!!!" Gloves dropped from the ceiling just as Fox had demanded. He quickly grabbed them both and inserted his hands into them. (THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID) He ducked to avoid fire from the assault rifles of the troopers. Why the hell were they attacking him? They couldn't even see anything through the smoke yet they fired aimlessly? Stupid stupid stupid stupid!!!! Fox rushed forwards extending his blades. The troopers in front saw only a glow of light under the smoke before losing their legs and falling to the ground screaming in pain. Once he had passed these troopers he was out of the smoke and no longer had the element of stealth. That didn't mean he had no way to do it just right. He still had surprise and intimidation.
The front troopers fell and the others were startled, the could not see what had just brought down their brethren. They all backed up a few steps. Fox lunged out from under the smoke rising over their heads in a great bound. They all panicked and attempted to back up again, many screaming and yelling about why would the apprentice attack them. Oddly enough Fox had been wondering why they had attacked him. Just one big misunderstanding. They didn't know this though, and neither did Fox, so the slaughter would continue. The Blades cam down with Fox's fingers spread out causing as much mayhem and damage as he could. His for force rage and force speed gave him extra speed and strength. It did not matter though. They had no chance. His blades split them all into slivers as he brought his rage down on them. As he killed all the troopers in the back he moved back to the front to finish off those missing their legs. He walked casually with a grin on his face. As he grew closer to the crippled troopers something caught his eye. A pyramid shaped object was just out of one of the troopers reach, yet he struggle for it so. He bent over to pick it up as the trooper begged him not to touch it. "Is this yours?" Fox spoke these words taunting the trooper, yet the instant he lifted the object off the ground he felt a strange power. It seemed to be radiating from this pyramid. Fox was instantly sent into a fury, "What is this?!?!? Where did you get this from trooper?!?!? Answer!!! NOW!!!" Fox yelled at the trooper with an immense amount of rage, Fox knew what this was the instant he had picked it up. His Queen had told him about these.... holocrons. They held almost limitless power and information.
The trooper choked out "I retrieved it from the temple ruins sir. I was just on my way to deliver it to the Empress when you attacked us." Fox was not pleased with his answer, "I attacked you?!? I shall deal with you soon!!!" He lifted the trooper by his throat and hurled him into Fox's training room. His body smashed against the wall and he fell to the ground. Fox ignored this and stared deeply at the holocron. "Open to me. Show me what true power you may hold." Fox was speaking to the pyramid like a mad man mumbling to himself, yet this seemed to work, the holocron opened for the Apprentice and a small figure of a man appeared before Fox.
"You seek the power of time itself and wish to bend it to your will. Only the strong can learn this and the weak shall collapse into themselves. While dealing with time you must also fight all reality. Your battle against time and space and all that has ever existed within it begins now. You must focus your will, hatred and force into a being of itself. Let that being be your will and control. Let it be what lives your life and controls all that happens around you. Let it slow down and stop all surrounding you. Begin"
Fox focused greatly. It began to feel as if he were to separate people just as he had been instructed. Let this being control all around you. He felt as if he had left his own body, yet he had not. He could feel the presence of another. None were there though. only he and the troopers. The troopers stopped moving and all was still. Fox could hardly move now. He knew he had done it, but clearly it was not he who was in control.
"Become one with the being. Take control. With this reality shall be at your control and the universe at you bidding. Nothing shall overcome you. Control time, space and reality. Kill those who hinder you and let them suffer for what seems forever."
Fox smiled slowly and tried to pull the other being in. This took days, yet from the outside time did not move. Only Fox moved now. After several days the being had merged with Fox and Fox could move again. He was slow, slower than he had been his entire life, yet everything else was moving just as slow. He approached the trooper who had hit the wall. Fox held out his hand and and the blades extended from his finger tips. He walked forwards and the blade slowly pierced the trooper's helmet and skull. The blade burned the man and he screamed. It started slow and never created much of a high pitched screaming sound. Everything was slowed and it sounded more deep and drawn out than anything. Usually the saber to the head would cause instant death. In this case however, time was slowed, and so was death. The trooper felt much more of his own death than any trooper had ever felt before. Fox smiled and ended his Force Tractus Bardus. The trooper died instantly and Fox did the same to the rest of the troopers.
"Good. With practice you shall become unbeatable."
A: You can manipulate just what you want to move faster or slower. You can create barriers of time control. According to your will everything moves at a different speed as long as its within 30 feet of your arms length. B: You can move extra fast by making your own personal time line move quicker. Time around you is still slowed within 10 feet radius. C: You move at normal speed now and anything within a 10 foot radius around you is slowed down greatly. D: You can control time a bit better now. You can move slightly faster than everyone else when time slows. F: Time slows down but you have no control over it. It slows yourself and everyone around you. Only your brain works at the same speed though.
DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by furionqeurel on Dec 21, 2009 6:55:02 GMT -7
Considering the Empire own both Korriban and Tython, you're still short 16,000 words before you unlock the F grade of this ability.
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Post by Darth Keitavon Fox on Dec 24, 2009 13:38:20 GMT -7
Due to Sith control of certain planets all Sith temporarily had the ability to cut all their training posts by half in order to obtain full points or abilities. I know what i'm doing. Its even been admin approved. If you have any further complaints about how awesome i am talk to Seph or Admin Eaon. They'll vouch for me. Thank you anyway for your concern though. ^^
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Post by furionqeurel on Dec 24, 2009 14:45:20 GMT -7
Got "words" and "characters" mixed up, my bad.
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