Post by Rogue Jedi Master Erica on May 12, 2010 4:42:31 GMT
Name: Erica Spinebreaker
Race: Beta'zed
Age: Myth
Faction: I don't know anymore.
Occupation: Hunting For Things
Weapons: Saber, Dagger
Weapon Proficiencys: Saber, Blaster, Board-with-nail
Equipment: Saber, Dagger, GPS, Toy
Ship: "Jane Air" - A Vor'cha class starship,'aquired' on one of her missions, she almost destroyed it...but her shots somehow missed, but still forced her prey to eject and be killed by following shots. After checking it out, she descovered that it was a very advanced ship...which was in a sad state of repair. She towed it to Tattoine, where she was able to find the parts she needed from an odd flying creature that has his little child helper service my needs. She renamed it "Jane Air", and from then on used it to it's full potential...by reading the 10-pound manual.
History: Born on a little backwater planet some have started calling 'Earth', as Erica Jane Spinbreaker, she was discovered by a mysterious force user, known only as Mistress Campbell. She was trained from the age of 4 to used force powers (and her 'personal' powers), to get & do anything she wanted. Saber technique was the main focus, weapon wise, but also included lessons using a blaster, throwing weapons, and a strange thing that was only ever described as 'a toy'.
Unfortunately, while going through her trials on Mustafar, Mistress Campbell was slain by a Jedi Master they had recently met there. When Erica successfully finished her trial, she found her beloved Mistress' body, with a lightsaber gash across her neck. She held her Mistress, desperately trying to revive her...only able to bring her back long enough to learn the name of her new enemy - Master Jedi Riky.
Many years have passed since that moment, but it still haunts her nightmares, driving her just a bit closer to the darkside, and a bit closer to getting revenge. Anyone with a name close to "Riky" should stay out of her way, lest they find themselves at the business end of her purpley-pink lightsaber.
RP Example: As Erica got ever closer to her prey, sadly knowing that even though she enjoyed the pursuit, it wouldn't fill the hole in her soul, the part of her that need filling by something big...something that would satisfy her need, and desire for a glorious climax to her career. Suddenly, the ship infront of her began to draw closer as they approached a gloomy planet. Erica prepared for confrontation as the two ships landed on the slimy mud-hole, having an odd feeling...like there was something strong with the force down there.
The entry was rough, but Erica soon gained control of herself, and watched as the ship she had longed to capture impacted on the mucky surface...and no body got out. 'Crap' Erica thought to herself, thinking that the crash had sadly done her work for her. As she finished her landing cycle, she could see that the other pilot was still moving, desperately trying to get out of his new prison. Not likely things to be too easy, Erica used the force to help him get out of his crippled ship, at the same time popping open her own cock-pit, and jump-twirling out...lightsaber in hand, and at the ready.
"This is where the fun begins..."
Race: Beta'zed
Age: Myth
Faction: I don't know anymore.
Occupation: Hunting For Things
Weapons: Saber, Dagger
Weapon Proficiencys: Saber, Blaster, Board-with-nail
Equipment: Saber, Dagger, GPS, Toy
Ship: "Jane Air" - A Vor'cha class starship,'aquired' on one of her missions, she almost destroyed it...but her shots somehow missed, but still forced her prey to eject and be killed by following shots. After checking it out, she descovered that it was a very advanced ship...which was in a sad state of repair. She towed it to Tattoine, where she was able to find the parts she needed from an odd flying creature that has his little child helper service my needs. She renamed it "Jane Air", and from then on used it to it's full potential...by reading the 10-pound manual.
History: Born on a little backwater planet some have started calling 'Earth', as Erica Jane Spinbreaker, she was discovered by a mysterious force user, known only as Mistress Campbell. She was trained from the age of 4 to used force powers (and her 'personal' powers), to get & do anything she wanted. Saber technique was the main focus, weapon wise, but also included lessons using a blaster, throwing weapons, and a strange thing that was only ever described as 'a toy'.
Unfortunately, while going through her trials on Mustafar, Mistress Campbell was slain by a Jedi Master they had recently met there. When Erica successfully finished her trial, she found her beloved Mistress' body, with a lightsaber gash across her neck. She held her Mistress, desperately trying to revive her...only able to bring her back long enough to learn the name of her new enemy - Master Jedi Riky.
Many years have passed since that moment, but it still haunts her nightmares, driving her just a bit closer to the darkside, and a bit closer to getting revenge. Anyone with a name close to "Riky" should stay out of her way, lest they find themselves at the business end of her purpley-pink lightsaber.
RP Example: As Erica got ever closer to her prey, sadly knowing that even though she enjoyed the pursuit, it wouldn't fill the hole in her soul, the part of her that need filling by something big...something that would satisfy her need, and desire for a glorious climax to her career. Suddenly, the ship infront of her began to draw closer as they approached a gloomy planet. Erica prepared for confrontation as the two ships landed on the slimy mud-hole, having an odd feeling...like there was something strong with the force down there.
The entry was rough, but Erica soon gained control of herself, and watched as the ship she had longed to capture impacted on the mucky surface...and no body got out. 'Crap' Erica thought to herself, thinking that the crash had sadly done her work for her. As she finished her landing cycle, she could see that the other pilot was still moving, desperately trying to get out of his new prison. Not likely things to be too easy, Erica used the force to help him get out of his crippled ship, at the same time popping open her own cock-pit, and jump-twirling out...lightsaber in hand, and at the ready.
"This is where the fun begins..."
