Ryo the Tamer

I've been looking for a Star Wars RPG and this one looks like it will be good. Anyway, onto the sign up sheet. I'm not sure if my information on Iridonia is correctm because there is very little information about it and most of what I have is a result of a Google search. Just tell me if there is anything I would need to change if it would help the RPG. [B]Name[/B]: Zakin Krasiri. [B]Age[/B]: 16. [B]Gender[/B]: Male. [B]Race[/B]: Zabrak. [B]Homeworld[/B]: Iridonia. [B]Affiliate Order[/B]: New Jedi Order. [B] Rank[/B]: Padawan Learner. [B]Class[/B]: Padawan Ambassador. [B]Lightsaber[/B]: Single Lightsaber with a light green blade. The hilt is black and has red lines going through it that forms an insignia that has been in his family for generations. Besides that it is basically like any other lightsaber. [B]Lightsaber Style[/B]: Ataru [Form IV] - Level One. [B]Force Powers[/B]: Heal, Force Push, Force Direction, Throw Lightsaber, Stun Droid, Burst of Speed, Revitalize, Energy Resistance. [B]Appearance[/B]: The clothes he wears look like [URL=http://hyung-taekim.org/displayimage.php?pos=-86]This[/URL], but without the armor over the left arm. His skin is a light brown color and on his head are the horns all Zakbar have. He has short blue-ish-black hair that begins right behind the horns. His eyes are light brown and when he loses focus and becomes angry his eyes become more and more of a yellowish color. [B]Biography[/B]: Zakin came from Iridonia, an inhospitable world located on the edge of the Mid and Outer Rim. Its surface scoured by 200-kilometer-per-hour storms and acidic seas which threw caustic spray onto the land. Many Zabraks had left their homeworld of Iridonia because of this harsh climate. Those that stayed mainly stayed because they couldn't afford to leave. Zakin's family is one of those that continued to live on Iridonia. Since the only land there was for Zabraks to farm was located within canyons most towns on Iridonia were set up within or near these canyons. When he first arrived on Yavin 4 he already knew Galactic Basic as it is taught to Iridonians after learning their own language of Zabrak (If I'm not mistaken their language is named the same as their race). He had originally wanted to be a Jedi so that he could become stronge as he was always teased by Zabraks back home because he wasn't as aggresive and strong as other Zabraks. That was, until he learned more of the ways of the Jedi. When the Sith first attacked, Zakin had been well into his second year of training. He, along with most of the other Jedi, hid below the temple. [B]Personality[/B]: Unlike most other Zabraks he is not very aggressive. He has trouble trusting people because he believes that anyone can be an enemy. This feeling is mostly becuase of learning the history of the many times Jedi have been betrayed by others. Of the few people he does trust and acts himself around is his mentor. He tries to free himself from emotion according to his training, and he does it well, most of the time. His Zabrak background still acts up every now and then, making him show emotions of superiority and pride, bordering on arrogence. He always tries to find ways to solve problems without resorting to the use of his lightsaber or any other type of violence. [B]Other[/B]: (I can't think of anything for this) [B]Final Question[/B]: I think it was laid out well and made it easy to create a unique character.

OOC: Sorry I haven?t posted in a while. I just haven?t been able think lately. Also sorry that it's so short, I'm still having trouble thinking of what to do. I need to read one of the books again to get in to a Harry Potter mood... --------- Illidas walked down the hallway when he saw Malfoy coming down the hall with Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy was mumbling something about traitors to the Slytherin house. Illidas just kept walking and started whistling Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. [I] ' This has been a rather normal day so far. That is if normal means moving pictures, classes on magic, and hundreds of kids walking around wearing black. I guess it depends on your definition of normal. ' [/I] Illidas stopped walking. [I] ' Note to self; Stop talking to yourself like there is another person in your head. ' [/I] He continued whistling and walking towards the Great Hall.

OOC: So do we have a Harry yet? ------------- Illidas woke up and threw on his scarf. He walked towards the common room and noticed that everyone was either asleep or eating. He walked out the portrait and went to go eat. He sat down at the Slytherin table and started eating. [I] 'So,' [/I] he thought, while looking around the Slytherin table, [I] 'I wonder what kind of reputation this group has... By the looks of it they seemed rather unfriendly and very self-absorbed' [/I] He ran his hand through his hair. [I] 'Arg... It's impossible to get this hair any other way... Of course, it is starting to grow on me' [/I] He paused. [I] 'That has to be the most horrible pun in existence...' [/I]

Illidas looked around at all the people that looked extremely excited. He sighed, and adjusted his scarf. [I] 'All these happy people... I don't know what Hogwarts is all about...' [/I] He paused. [I] 'Come to think of it, I don't even know why I came here... What's really the point....?? [/I] He looked over at the Gryffindor table. [I] 'Well they sure are cheery... A little TOO cheery... It's almost as if they WANT to come to a school.... But I do have to admit, this is unlike any school I've ever seen before...' [/I] He looked around at the students. [I] 'I remember them from the train... But that is just a small bunch in this large amount of people,' [/I] he thought while looking around the room (If you could call this huge place that...). He looked over at McGonagall. [I] 'What is that old witch waiting for, how long have we been standing here. The suspense is simply killing me,' [/I] he thought to himself, the last sentence drowning in sarcasm.

"Voldemort," said a voice that had just appeared at the door, "They mean Voldemort. I'm sure someone told you of him, Harry Potter." Harry was about to say something, when everyone else flinched. "Why the Hell did you say his name?!" Ron spoke first. "What's gonna happen? You people need to stop being so scared. It's not like he's right around the corner or something like that." The kid replied. There was silence. The kid shrugged and started to leave. "Whatever. Stay scared, if that's what you want." He walked off towards the cabin across from Ron, Harry, Karen, and Remus's. He almost made it to the door when a bushy-haired girl walked up to him. "Excuse me," she said,"have you seen a frog? A boy named Neville lost his." "Sorry, no." He replied, then continued into the door. Right before he closed the door behind him he could hear Harry say something to Ron, "What was that all about?"

I haave had this idea for a while. Name: Illidas Sigma Appearence: Dark brown eyes, and brown hair. Normal hieght. Always wears a strangely long scarf that seems to grow and shrink at some times. House: Slytherin(First Year) Friends: He doesn't have many good friends in Slytherin. Small Bio: His parents died when he was 9 and he had no relatives alive at this time. So he lived on his own until one day he got a letter addressed to Mr. Sigma, Back room of the Pub. This startled him, he knew he was a wizard descendant, but he had wondered how they had found were he lived. He used whatever money he had to get his school supplies. He had been put in Slytherin because of his sneaky ways, an his sarcastic and somewhat arrogant attidtude, which isn't always visible. He talks to people in Slytherin, but doesn't have many really good friends. People, like Ron, simply hate him because he is Slytherin. [URL=http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/doctorwho/doctors/images/l_tbaker.jpg]For an example of the hair click here[/URL] (couldn't think of a way to explain it...)

OOC: Sorry, but I think I'm going to drop out of this. I just can't think of a way to post anything... I'm just not in a pirate RPG state of mind I guess. Sorry if this causes any problems.

Olaf can be deck hand. Seeing as he doesn't really know much about actual pirating anyway.

(OOC: I don't want this to die!) ________________________ [Dream] A young Gate was walking towards his home when he hears a deep haunting voice... "Useless beings..." Gate walked through the town and saw a pile of dead bodies. The bodies of the town. He started crying and looked at the man. He had blue hair and a white coat. "Now you know. Now you know the pain of living..." Gate ran towards the man in anger. The man just looked at Gate and Gate flew backwards and into the sand. The man then turned and walked off. [/Dream] Gate awoke in a sweat. He just couldn't stop thinking about it. [I] 'Damn him... Damn that Typhoon. Even too much of a coward to come to the town himself... Sending his henchman...' [/I] Gate stood up and walked over, an picked up his guitar. He sat down on the bed and began to play. "The guitar seems to be the only thing letting me calm down lately..."

Name: Olaf "Scar Head" Harnagen Age: 24 Gender: Male Home Island: Scabb Previous Job: Flooring inspector. Position: anywhere needed Weapon: Cutlass Personal Belongings: A black parrot. Description: Tall guy at about 6' 4". Wears green pants, a blue shirt, black boots, and a White coat. Black eyes, and black hear that goes stops right above his shoulders. And he sometimes wears a blue hat. History: When he was a child growing up on Sabb island he wanted to grow up to be a pirate, but when he went to Melee to become a pirate, they told him that he should become a flooring inspector. Olaf then learned the art of insult sword fighting when he was inspecting the floor of a pirate ship. When he turned 22 he found that flooring inspector jobs suck, and the pay is horrible, he then found a black parrot that he named Cutesy Buttons, and he kept it as a pet, and taught it to dance. When he turned 24 he decided to follow his dreams and become a pirate. After a long day at the bar he found a ship called the Sea Cucumber that needed members. He joined in hopes to become a well known pirate. He needed some money too. Personality: A nice guy who doesn't really take anything seriously, and is only a little serious when it comes to his plundering. He always smells of Grog, yet never seems to have a hangover.

Gate sat down on a bench a few feet away from the restaurant. He put his elbows on his knees and sunk his head into his hands. [I] 'What the Hell is wrong with me?' [/I] He asked himself, [I] 'Taking out my anger for the Typhoon on a drunk that has no idea what he is even doing. I swear, when I find Mr. Typhoon I'll make him pay...' [/I] He stood up, and walked towards the bar. He stopped right before he entered. "Wait... If I enter after what just happened... I don't think I'ld get an answer from anyone about Vash..." Gate thought aloud. He turned and walked to the inn. "I need to rest. Maybe that'll take my mind of the Stampede for a few hours..."

Gate looked at the man. "Excuse me for a second," Gate said to Nami. He took his guitar of his back and looked at Skieth. "I believe the Bartender said you should leave," he said. Skieth stopped and looked at Gate. "Shou want a peice a' me, too?" Replied Skieth. Gate readied his guitar. "Whatever..." Gate said, and at the same time he swung at Skeith, hitting him in the jaw. "So... shou wanta' play, huh?" Skeith yelled. "Drunken moron..." Gate mumbled. Skeith pulled out two shotguns. "Shou wanta shay dat again, punk!?" Gate cocked his guitar/gun. "Sure. Drunken Moron," Yelled Gate. They pointed their guns at eachother and fired...

Gate listened to the man and woman that entered talk of Vash. [I] '..... Who the Hell is this guy?' [/I] Gate thougt, [I] 'His views seem to be positive towards Mr. Typhoon...' [/I] Gate leaned back and took a gulp of his drink. [I] 'Let's see what else this freak thinks of the Stampede...' [/I] Gate then looked over at the girl that had just hit the floor. [I] 'Wonder what's wrong with her.' [/I] __________________________________________________ OOC: Sorry about the short post. I couldn't think of anything huge to say...

Here is my desktop (see attachment). Everytime I have an idea I take out notepad, type it out, then save it as some random letters. The quality is better than that, but I had to change it to make the file smaller...

[I]'Wait a second... that wasn't Vash... the girl mentioned him knowing something of Vash...'[/I] Gate said to himself. He got out of his fighting mind. [I]'But... I still need info on the Typhoon's whereabouts...'[/I] He walked back into his room in the inn to grab his guitar. [I]'Just in case...'[/I] He strapped it around his back, and walked out of the inn. [I]'I'm sure to fin someone at the bar who should have some information... Even a rumor would do me some good.'[/I] He walked into the bar and asked for the cheapest thing they had. As he strarted to drink he saw the two people from before enter. [I]'I wonder if that guy really was the Typhoon... I didn't even see him, though.'[/I]

Gate was standing inside of the inn when he heard two people talking about Vash. [I]'Two people after the Typhoon. I have a feeling they could know something...'[/I] he thought to himself. Gate walked to the desk and got a room to rest for a while. He then heard a loud bang, and rushed out the room to see the two people from before unlocking a door. Gate walked close enough to see what was going on. The guy said something and the girl walked into the room. [I]'He must not be in there... If he were there would be some kind of gunshots going on,'[/I] he thought. He ran outside the inn to see if he could see Vash. "Now if I was a human slaughtering coward, where would I go..." He spoke to himself.

Gate had been walking for some amount of time, and had started getting tired. [I]'What's the use... I don't even know if there is a town this way,'[/I] he thought to himself. Despite what he said he kept walking for a while, then fell on the ground. He then heard something, the sound of a bus. He looked where the sound was coming from. It was drove past him and straight to LR. "This just isn't my day..." Gate mumbled to himself. After a few minutes had pased he saw a truck coming towards him, then it drove over the hill infront of him. Gate pulled himself up and walked over the hill to find the town of New July. ".........................." He then stumbled into town to find an inn.

"We're here," mumbled the driver, awakening Gate from his sleep. "Buh? We are? Okay." Gate stumbled out the door and fell face first into the sand. "Good luck out here, buddy," said the driver as the bus zoomed away as fast as it could go. Gate stood up, brushing the dust of his clothes, and looked around. [I]'Not much left of what actually looks like a town. Whatever that freak did, he did it well.'[/I] He thought. He was quite suprised not to find a single body. [I]'They probably all ran at first site of Typhoon...'[/I] He paused, [I]'How they would know it was him is unknown to me...'[/I] "This place is completely empty... What a useless waste of time," Gate said as he walked toward the edge of the ruins, when he realized something. "....I should have told him to stay..." Gate said after seeing no sign of transportation, "I wonder how many iles till the next town..."

Gate walked towards a bus and looked at the driver, "This bus go to the town of LR?" asked Gate. "Yes it does, but I don't see why anyone would want to go there," replied the driver. "Then why are you driving there?" The bus driver shrugged. "Are you gettin' in or not?" Gate walked into the bus and sat down. '[I]I know he won't be there, but there should be some signs left of Mr. Typhoon...[/I] ' Gate thought to himself. The bus went off towards the ruins of LR, unknowingly to Gate, Vash was in the town he just left.

He still won't believe me until he sees every single thing that has to do with the official Dragonball/Z/GT series. He's one of those people that believes anything he sees on the net. Thanks.

Is there some scene in a movie where every big villian fuses and fights Goku and Goku goes Super Saiyin 5 and kills them all then dies? (This sounds insane, but I'm just trying to prove to my friend that this never happens. He said he saw it and claimed it real just because the one he saw was in japanese with subtitles.)

Name: Gate Zabin (aka Z) Age: 24 Height/Weight: 6'3"/181 lbs. Weapon of Choice: A guitar that can shoot bullets, and its bottom part can be taken off for it to at as a sword (See second reference for guitar). Attitude: He has been in a blind rage for many years (see bio), but it has cooled down after a few years. He is usually pretty laid back, but becomes vicious when there is anything involving the Typhoon. Occupation: Bounty Hunter Appearence: Referance: [IMG]http://www.gungrave.com/site/ggod/charactor/img/billy.gif[/IMG] Another referance: [URL=http://www.gungrave.com/site/img/recommend.gif]Guy at top right.[/URL] That guy with Vash esque glasses, with blue instead of yellow lenses. Biography: When Gate was young he had heard stories of the vicious Vash the Stampede, about how he mercilessly destroyed July and killed the innocent. He thought the stories were exagerated, thinking that no one could be that destructive. When he was a child he would spend most of his days playing his guitar, and practicing martial arts. A few days after he turned 13 his parents sent him to buy food from a local store (local meaning 2 iles away). When he returned he found his village completely quiet. He walked around and then saw a pile of dead bodies, everyone in the town... As he looked on in horror he saw a man in a white coat walking into the horizon. Gate, thinking the man was a lacky of The Humanoid Typhoon, trained in different martial arts and in gunmanship. He then took his old guitar and made it into a special weapon. He has been traveling from town to town trying to find Vash, but he has also been known for killing many men thought to be in cahoots with the Typhoon. His rage has cooled off, somewhat, after many years, but he has been following many rumors as to the where abouts of Vash the Stampede. He is somewhat of a bounty hunter. He doesn't kill for the money, but when he kills, sometimes he needs the money.

First Name: Geoffrey Scheele Age: Soon to be 14. Hair Color: Brown. Eye Color: Dark Brown. Height: 5 foot something. Wardrobe: Jeans, plain shirts, anime shirts, and usually shirts with random things written on them. Personality: I either talk too little or too much. I usually like to make jokes that, apparently, are only funny to me and my friends. Sometimes I'll say very random things for no reason. Hair Style: Short, very short. Favorite Music Type: Almost anything. Depends on my mood at the time. Favorite musical Band/Artist: Wierd Al Yankovic. Favorite Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean. Anything Monty Python. Favorite TV show: Scrubs. Favorite Book: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy of 5 books. Favorite anime series: Trigun. Hobbies: Writing, reading, spriting, drawing, video gaming, and TV watching. I'll add more later.

I've seen I as well. Whenever I get home in time to see the whole episode (stupid bus). I watched X-Play back when it was Extended Play with just Adam Sessler, then they got Morgan Webb to join him in X-Play. I agree with most of thier reviews (I liked Evil Dead: Fistfull of Boomstick) and it's always funny to see Adam at like an idiot.

Name: Jeck Kenyin ; Code name: Double Side Age: 21 Description: Normal: White/silver hair that stops at his shoulders. Black sneaking suit. Tan. 6' 5". Green eyes. Wears a strange white mask to try and control the pshyco. ; Phsyco: Blue hair that seams to glow and float, making it's length impossible to tell. Black sneaking suit. Extremely pale. 6' 5". Green eyes.Red glowing pupils. Bio: Grew up having to learn how to fight. After joining the Army he took a shot to the head. Miracliously he lived, but the shot opened something in his head. His other personality came out. He has tried to hide it, but every now and then the Pshycopath will take over his body. Previos placements: Vietnam Weapon: Silenced SOCOM. Machete. Philosaphy: Normal: War has killed, but with their sacrifices they have helped in more ways then they know. ; Pshyco: Mercy is for the weak.