Post by Zsadist Payne on Feb 2, 2010 14:05:41 GMT -5
Name: Zsadist Payne
Faction applying for: New Sith Order
Species: Human
Age: 30
Physical Description: 7 ft tall, 450 lbs
Birthplace: Almania
History/Background/Education: Served in the Almaniain military but was dishonorably discharged for killing 2 of his commanding officers and 6 of his squad members. Was convicted of their murders and given the death sentence but escaped by killing the guards assigned to watch him and somehow escaped the planet
Personality Profile: A violent, self-serving monster of a man with little regard for anyone's life but his own
Other Personal Details: Bald with goatee, scar crossing over his right eye, skins lacks pigmentation and looks pale with large red markings, which cover half of his body and head
Any Special Notes: Proficient in lightsaber Form V and Teras Kasi fighting preferring to physically beat his opponent to death rather than use his Dark Side force powers.
Role-Play Sample:
"Why do people constantly question the reason for certain events happening to them?' he silently mused to himself. "If they are not strong enough to change such happenings they should at the very least be forced to accept things as they are...or better yet they should be allowed to expire as punishment for their weakness and inability to adapt and overcome, clearing the way for those who can bend the fates to their will..."
The non-descript freighter dropped to a gentle landing at the space port and he alone exited down the ramp, the rest of the passengers and crew would exit later...in bodybags. Their eyes met and the one knew the other was the contact. He towered over her, yet all who knew feared her much more than him...although that would soon change.
"I trust all in is order and you are prepared?" she inquired.
He seemed to ignore her question, his eyes scanning the throng of people at the crowded spaceport.
"I would not be here if I were not ready to proceed." he finally replied slowly and with a sharpness in his voice.
"Good for we must move quickly when the time is right, at that time is almost at hand."
"You worry about your part," he growled as he turned to face her, his eyes already flaring with anger. "I will do my job and will not fail--should you fail, you will deal with me!"
She smiled broadly as if completely oblivious to his not so veiled threat.
"That is what I wanted to hear, I will inform the others you have arrived and the next phase of the operation can begin..."
Faction applying for: New Sith Order
Species: Human
Age: 30
Physical Description: 7 ft tall, 450 lbs
Birthplace: Almania
History/Background/Education: Served in the Almaniain military but was dishonorably discharged for killing 2 of his commanding officers and 6 of his squad members. Was convicted of their murders and given the death sentence but escaped by killing the guards assigned to watch him and somehow escaped the planet
Personality Profile: A violent, self-serving monster of a man with little regard for anyone's life but his own
Other Personal Details: Bald with goatee, scar crossing over his right eye, skins lacks pigmentation and looks pale with large red markings, which cover half of his body and head
Any Special Notes: Proficient in lightsaber Form V and Teras Kasi fighting preferring to physically beat his opponent to death rather than use his Dark Side force powers.
Role-Play Sample:
"Why do people constantly question the reason for certain events happening to them?' he silently mused to himself. "If they are not strong enough to change such happenings they should at the very least be forced to accept things as they are...or better yet they should be allowed to expire as punishment for their weakness and inability to adapt and overcome, clearing the way for those who can bend the fates to their will..."
The non-descript freighter dropped to a gentle landing at the space port and he alone exited down the ramp, the rest of the passengers and crew would exit later...in bodybags. Their eyes met and the one knew the other was the contact. He towered over her, yet all who knew feared her much more than him...although that would soon change.
"I trust all in is order and you are prepared?" she inquired.
He seemed to ignore her question, his eyes scanning the throng of people at the crowded spaceport.
"I would not be here if I were not ready to proceed." he finally replied slowly and with a sharpness in his voice.
"Good for we must move quickly when the time is right, at that time is almost at hand."
"You worry about your part," he growled as he turned to face her, his eyes already flaring with anger. "I will do my job and will not fail--should you fail, you will deal with me!"
She smiled broadly as if completely oblivious to his not so veiled threat.
"That is what I wanted to hear, I will inform the others you have arrived and the next phase of the operation can begin..."
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)checking the site..realizing no one's here and leaves