Madara: Mangekyou Master

Ra's raises a good point. :/

Yeah, one can't say the names of certain sites. Wow, that is a good price.

GM IC (Renaissance, Sith Academy, Tactical Center) Nestled in the heart of the Renaissance was a dark room, lit by the glow of a holomap and unnatural orbs of light that hovered near the roof. Seated on a simple, but large black chair, Darth Scitus basked in the red glow of the holomap that stretched before him. Today, like every day, was a beautiful one. One to be treasured. He closed his eyes in reverence, when a tiny pinging noise caught his attention. The Dark Lord of the Sith rose to his feet, and paced over to the holomap, his glossy black cane tapping softly against the floor. As he walked, the Sith ran his hand through the leaves of the trees that lined the chamber. Scitus pulled back his hood, sulfur-yellow eyes scanning the holomap. There, nestled amongst the blue holographic display of the galaxy, was a pinprick of red light. With a thought, the map swirled, zooming in on the source of the light. A thin smile spread across the Dark Lord of the Sith's face. Stretching out his hand, the Sith grasped the pinprick of light, removing it from the holomap, and "tossing" the holographic image into a slot. The main map dimmed, as a brighter and larger projection appeared. Scitus studied the information on the projection for a moment, before stretching out his hands and "rolling" it up into a ball. Darth Scitus turned to a Mirialan Sith, swathed in black robes. "Darth Recusatia." He took the holographic "ball" of information and placed it in the Sith Lady's hands. "It seems that a gift for us has been sent to the Unknown Regions by our friends on Coruscant. Please assemble an appropriate group to retrieve it."OOC: Think Minority Report for a visual. :3

Mosquito bait.

I see a list of RPGs that the member is in. But wait... one appears to be missing.

Spectacular! I had no idea the Cathar could do that. Gurrox Approved!

IC (Anshar Rune): Anshar skidded to a stop just outside the entrance of the Renaissance's training quarters, pale hands tying together a stray strap on his outer tunic. The Sith Apprentice brushed a bit of imaginary dirt off of his tunic, checked to make sure his lightsaber was properly attached to his belt, and entered the training area cautiously. The young Sith squeezed between a weary-looking Ithorian apprentice and the wall, before taking his place amongst the other apprentices. A number of them had faces concealed by masks, carrying on a grand Sith tradition that had existed since Darth Revan. Rune rotated his shoulder slightly, feeling the tension in his joints ebb away. His hooded mask remained down, revealing his wavy dark curls.Lord Salvador Oro, in all his painted glory, stood at the center of the training ring. "Fann." Rune raised his hand to his face instinctively. He hadn't had time to apply his usual facepaint. The hybrid discretely slipped his hand back to his side, shifting his weight from one leg to another ever so slightly. IC (NPC - Master Bn'sen):Bn'sen's grin was subdued. "That is remarkably prudent of you, Vroon. Most of the Initiates Master Yttro and I have gathered for this particular test are getting close to their thirteenth birthday. With so many of numbers scattered about the galaxy, taking the fight to the Separatists and the Sith, many of our older Initiates run the risk of being relegated to the Service Corps."The human Master rounded a corner, moving towards the training facilities. "So, what prompted your interest in a more one-on-one teaching method, master Vroon?"

@Lord - Prima facie, the general concept is great. I love the Whovian analogies. But, I was curious about a couple mostly minor things. The Skills section refers to skills not directly related to the Force. They might relate more to skills he has as a scout. Is the rapid regenerative ability related to his proficiency with Force Healing? Have you decided on a colour for his natural crystal (or is that still ruminating)?What do you mean by general Sith abilities?You say he specializes in Makashi, but this seems to describe Form III. Or does he simply use the elegant style of Makashi for defence?

I'm sorry, I need to take a moment and point out the awesomeness that is Flex's sig. A round of jawa juice for all!

GM IC (Lehon, Home of the Old Rakatan Empire): An Kappa-class shuttle cut its way out of hyperspace, over a lonely planet situated in the Unknown Regions. The starship banked slightly, navigating through a field of free floating metal debris. The Duros pilot, adjusted the shuttle's course as it approached the blue marble-like planet, passing through the large metal ring that encircled the planet. One would hardly have noticed it, but amidst the twisted durasteel, a red light blinked three times, before disappearing.The grey-skinned alien smirked slightly and spoke into his commlink. "Attention, passengers, this is your pilot, Andros Meleen, speaking. We are beginning our final descent to the planet Lehon. The weather on the tropical paradise is humid, and we should be landing a few hours before sun-down.""Please ensure that your seatbel-Ow!" The Duros Jedi Knight's monologue was cut off abruptly. When he returned, one could almost feel the chastening he had received in his subdued voice. "We will be landing shortly." Demnel Limaech, a Barabel Jedi Master, strode out of the piloting module of the shuttle, into the passenger section located in the aft. The reptilian Jedi entered the section silently, watching the group of Padawans. Several were playing sabaac in a corner. One, a slender female Hapan, was blindfolded, deflecting plasma bolts from a remote. A Togorian was meditating, floating gently above the floor. Master Limaech glared at the group for a moment, before tapping his wooden cane on the metal floor."Padawansss." The Master's gravelly voice was grave. "We are approaching the planet Lehon, once the homeworld of the Rakatan Infinite Empire. They were adherentsss of the Dark Ssside, and you will find that thisss planet isss more choked with darknesss than even Korriban.""To visssit sssuch a hissstorical sssite isss an unusssual privilege. To embark on the lassst of your Jedi Trialsss here isss an even greater honour. Your mastersss have recommended you for thisss tasssk. Do not let your heartsss grow carelessss. Let the sssightsss you sssee remind you of the ssself-dessstructive path of darkness. Meditate on the light. Knight Andros, Knight Konshi, and myself will be here to walk alongside you." As the shuttle cut through the atmosphere, the Padawans could see the oceanic surface below, dotted with islands and wreckage from a thousand ships. Andros' voice cut through the communications system once more. "We will be beginning our stay on one of the planet's archipelagos. Watch out for rancors."The Duros brought the shuttle over one of the clearings in the jungle, extending landing gear and bringing it down carefully. "Kids, welcome to Lehon." IC (NPC - Master Bn'sen): "I look forward to seeing you there, Draln." Bn'sen turned. "Ah, master Vroon. You are most welcome to join." The human Jedi had a measured pace as he walked down the hallways of the Jedi Temple. A group of chattering younglings passed by the two Jedi, waving at the Kel Dor.The brawny Master stroked his beard contemplatively, then glanced at the Kel Dor. "Well, it certainly looks like classes went well again today. Has the potential of one of your students finally caught your eye?"

I give my +1 to San Vroon. Looks great. One question though, does he have a classical lightsaber form that he adheres to?

I would say 3/5

Oh heavens, I'm getting dizzy with the infinite portal. XD Btw, he's right, there real party really is at his profile's "about me" section.

Grandfather.

IC (NPC Jedi):"It'd be far better if the Council didn't have to resort to that." Master Bn'sen frowned as the Artisan showed off his latest toy. "I'm concerned about you, Nentir. You've been clinging obsessively onto a memory. It's been ten years." He gestured at the untouched workspace. "You should move forward. Clean up his old space, and maybe consider passing on your skills to a new apprentice."The bear of a man rose to his feet, and began to move towards the door. "There are more than a few younglings that are looking for a Knight to shepherd them. Think about the good you could do, beyond devising new distractions from yourself."Master Bn'sen stopped at the threshold, sighed and turned back to Draln. "Master Yttro and I have arranged for some of the younglings to demonstrate their skills today at the training facilities. You're welcome to join us, if you wish."

Out of curiousity, is there anyone whom I might talk to about commissioning a banner for the SWRPG?

This is overwhelmingly awesome.

Rock Raiders. Man that takes me back. I love the Rockzilla monster. Looks great. The chopper raises a few logistical issues (bottom-mounted propellor?)

Very nice. Not quite round, but very nice nonetheless.

At first glance, it looks quite similar to a Star Wars design. But I'm sure it's more intricate than that. Would this be a mini-capital ship, or a fighter that goes against the drone?

Love the landing gear design, Phantom. It's a nice detail on an expendable fighter.

You wouldn't happen to have the Orange Vahi and Silver Miru available still, would you?

That's alright. I still remember getting my first Toa Nuva (Onua and Kopaka). Building them together with my dad and having them battle it out was awesome. :') Gear action ftw.

Oh, that's unfortunate. It's the worst to lose rare pieces.

Really, the gold-skinned being's traits seemed to be most like an anti-Irnakk. Makuta was feeling generous?