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Maxster211
Da' Bard and His Deadliness
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Narmegil
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((Here is a bio I made of him much earlier:
Name: Lennkor
Race: Elf
Age: 14
Physical Description: Lennkor isn't strong, but he isn't weak either, he is around 5 foot 4, with about medium build and medium strength. He has blue eyes, and blonde hair (sorta like my Cf char in style).
Personality Description: He likes to make jokes (which are sometimes quite lame) or just laugh at something (not meanly) But he can be serious if he wants to. Sometimes he gets this far-off sense in his eyes, and usually after he has had that for a while, he usually comes up with a good idea.
Other Description: Lennkor can usually be found training, running or walking with a swift, long pace through the halls of the Jedi Temple. Growing up on Tatooine, Lennkor trained his combat skills in his early years; he came up as quite profound in the blade. At a very young age, his dream became reality, a visiting Jedi knight had found him quite force sensitive and he was going to be training! Moving to the Jedi Academy, he quickly became adept with his lightsaber, but was a bit slower to catch onto non-combat related activities. Therefore his force powers are a bit limited but he is strong in most combat ones, along with good with the lightsaber, which comes from his natural ability, and lots of practice.
So yeah, can I just jump into the battle in the training thread? ))
Name: Lennkor
Race: Elf
Age: 14
Physical Description: Lennkor isn't strong, but he isn't weak either, he is around 5 foot 4, with about medium build and medium strength. He has blue eyes, and blonde hair (sorta like my Cf char in style).
Personality Description: He likes to make jokes (which are sometimes quite lame) or just laugh at something (not meanly) But he can be serious if he wants to. Sometimes he gets this far-off sense in his eyes, and usually after he has had that for a while, he usually comes up with a good idea.
Other Description: Lennkor can usually be found training, running or walking with a swift, long pace through the halls of the Jedi Temple. Growing up on Tatooine, Lennkor trained his combat skills in his early years; he came up as quite profound in the blade. At a very young age, his dream became reality, a visiting Jedi knight had found him quite force sensitive and he was going to be training! Moving to the Jedi Academy, he quickly became adept with his lightsaber, but was a bit slower to catch onto non-combat related activities. Therefore his force powers are a bit limited but he is strong in most combat ones, along with good with the lightsaber, which comes from his natural ability, and lots of practice.
So yeah, can I just jump into the battle in the training thread? ))
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Meena kicked a wooden door, snapping the already weak lock and scaring the few inside. It was the main dormitory entrance leading into the living room and library. She threw her light saber across the room at them, "GET OUT! NOW!"
Walking quickly, the slammed the doors to their rooms, unsure if they should return and fight her off or leave her to her temper. They had recognized her as a new recruit the temple had been talking about and obviously suppose to be there. Some even began to run bets as to how long she would last.
Meena herself was enraged no longer at Maxster but at her own weaknesses. She had fought off entire leagons of thugs, raced the most dangerous tracks and won, and rescued hundreds of people from the firey inferno of her home planets ((yes, plural, read her bio)).
However, though her life had been generally happy she seemed always in termoil, unhappy in her life, unsatisfied with her skills. Trying so hard and seemly receiving nothing in return. The fire in the fireplace received a good force blow from her as she passed, kicking up the embers and flinging them over the stone floors. Small robots came out and extinquished the fires it had caused on the rugg.
She sighed, calming as she watched the small machines, picking one up and fixing a sensor that had been loosened when it had ran into on of its fellows. She put it back down and it went about its business again. Throwing herself onto the couch infront of the fireplace she layed and watched as the flames licked the burning loggs.
Walking quickly, the slammed the doors to their rooms, unsure if they should return and fight her off or leave her to her temper. They had recognized her as a new recruit the temple had been talking about and obviously suppose to be there. Some even began to run bets as to how long she would last.
Meena herself was enraged no longer at Maxster but at her own weaknesses. She had fought off entire leagons of thugs, raced the most dangerous tracks and won, and rescued hundreds of people from the firey inferno of her home planets ((yes, plural, read her bio)).
However, though her life had been generally happy she seemed always in termoil, unhappy in her life, unsatisfied with her skills. Trying so hard and seemly receiving nothing in return. The fire in the fireplace received a good force blow from her as she passed, kicking up the embers and flinging them over the stone floors. Small robots came out and extinquished the fires it had caused on the rugg.
She sighed, calming as she watched the small machines, picking one up and fixing a sensor that had been loosened when it had ran into on of its fellows. She put it back down and it went about its business again. Throwing herself onto the couch infront of the fireplace she layed and watched as the flames licked the burning loggs.
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Maul
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((THANK YOU, I get to post finaly! ))
Hodard was lounging around on a chair in the Main Dormitories, when suddenly the was flung open, and behind it was a hot and angry Meena, the new recruit. Staying where he was, he sat upright and stiffened as all the other Padawans scrambled off. TUrning himself transparent(invisible), he kept a steady eye on Meena as she used the force to blow some embers onto the carpet, at which a handful of the little cleaning droids sprang into action, dusting and taking out the embers. After awhile, the droids had cleared into the shadows and their little boxes.
Hodard was lounging around on a chair in the Main Dormitories, when suddenly the was flung open, and behind it was a hot and angry Meena, the new recruit. Staying where he was, he sat upright and stiffened as all the other Padawans scrambled off. TUrning himself transparent(invisible), he kept a steady eye on Meena as she used the force to blow some embers onto the carpet, at which a handful of the little cleaning droids sprang into action, dusting and taking out the embers. After awhile, the droids had cleared into the shadows and their little boxes.
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Raptureman
Codename: Goofy One
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Lium was at his room, where he was watching holo recordings of his past adventures with Master Ravion. He watched the time where he tried to leap over Dragon-Snake bog, in which he ended up falling in, he remembered his first training tasks by Master Ravion, his confrontation with the Sith Ghost, and all of his other great memories, along now with gaining new power and his need to test its limits. "I think soon I'll go and practice it," Lium said, while watching the holo tape reach it's end, "Yes, I wonder what I can do."
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((Lol, ok 
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Meena's eyes began to tear up, the rage quickly turning to misery. Things had gone so wrong for her the last few years. When she was forteen she had to fight her way out of a club, killing the first person of many thousands now. She never meant to become this, never meant to feel so rageful and angry.
She sighed a shaking sigh as tears rolled down her cheek and onto the couch, the warmth of the fire drying the streak it left behind slowly.
))Meena's eyes began to tear up, the rage quickly turning to misery. Things had gone so wrong for her the last few years. When she was forteen she had to fight her way out of a club, killing the first person of many thousands now. She never meant to become this, never meant to feel so rageful and angry.
She sighed a shaking sigh as tears rolled down her cheek and onto the couch, the warmth of the fire drying the streak it left behind slowly.
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Maul
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Hodard edged away from Meena, stepping up from the couch and moving to a wall. It seemed that this new recruit could be dangerous at times, so it was best to not trouble her. What is she crying for? Hodard thought, with no intention of asking. He walked as silently as the Rwright race could, which was almost mute, across from her towards the fire.
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Meena's eyes seemed so sad and beautiful in the fire light, sparkling with remenant anger mingled with overwelming sadness. Her thoughts were disturbed by a turbulance in the force, she felt as though she was being watched.
Quickly she lefted herself up and looked around, however neither heard nor saw anything. "Must be my mind playing games with me..." She sighed and plopped back down onto the couch and gave a great sigh. "Meena...I should have picked a better name..."
A voice unexpectedly answered, "Yes you should have." A glowing light appeared before her and formed into the figure of a man. He was about forty or fifty but obviously had been once very powerful. He had the look of control and authority and was dressed in Jedi robes. "And you should also hold your anger. It makes you powerful, but at the same time vunerable. You do not wish the same thing to happen for a fifth time."
"Shut up and go away..."
"You are very emotion my dear, you need to relax...not everything can come automatically. They cannot respect you overnight, you cannot become the greatest warrior simply by wanting it. It takes work and time and effort."
Meena pushed herself back up, "I HAVE WORKED HARD! WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"To help you."
"Well I do not need you right now, please leave me in peace..."
"As you wish Cynthia."
"Meena..."
"Meena..."
With a wisp he dissappeared.
Quickly she lefted herself up and looked around, however neither heard nor saw anything. "Must be my mind playing games with me..." She sighed and plopped back down onto the couch and gave a great sigh. "Meena...I should have picked a better name..."
A voice unexpectedly answered, "Yes you should have." A glowing light appeared before her and formed into the figure of a man. He was about forty or fifty but obviously had been once very powerful. He had the look of control and authority and was dressed in Jedi robes. "And you should also hold your anger. It makes you powerful, but at the same time vunerable. You do not wish the same thing to happen for a fifth time."
"Shut up and go away..."
"You are very emotion my dear, you need to relax...not everything can come automatically. They cannot respect you overnight, you cannot become the greatest warrior simply by wanting it. It takes work and time and effort."
Meena pushed herself back up, "I HAVE WORKED HARD! WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"To help you."
"Well I do not need you right now, please leave me in peace..."
"As you wish Cynthia."
"Meena..."
"Meena..."
With a wisp he dissappeared.
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morvaltur
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Suddenly, a great and terrible light spilled through the doorway of the Temple's quarter's common room. The light bathed the entire room with a blinding glare, revealing the rooms two sole occupants and pulsing around them with the shining of a nova. In the center of the glow stood a figured, blurred and darkened from sight by the light around him. The figure moved into the room, still not revealing himself to the Padawans.
From the midst of the blurred figure, two bright spots jumped out, glowing like cat's eyes in the dark outline of a humanoid. "Meena..."
The voice seemed to flow from the being's mouth as water flows over rock.
"Meena..." It spoke again. "Why do you anger?" The voice was loud, terrible, and pierced everything. "You must learn to control your anger, lest it consume you and you fall into darkness. You will have but this one warning only. There are people here who care for you, but you must open yourself to them. Otherwise, your downfall will be upon you."
The light pulsed brighter and brighter.
Then it disappeared.
Christian Jedi Order Grand Master Kaimelar Veritas Morvaltur walked slowly through the ruined doorway to where Meena stood in shock. He slowly turned his head, taking in the scene.
"Hodard, come out. It is not polite to be camoflauged as such and spying in such a way when you are among friends."
Kaimelar took Meena's arm and helped her into a chair. "You must be Meena. Welcome to the Temple. I am Kaimelar Morvaltur, the Grand Master. Please, Meena, tell me what has been going on here..."
From the midst of the blurred figure, two bright spots jumped out, glowing like cat's eyes in the dark outline of a humanoid. "Meena..."
The voice seemed to flow from the being's mouth as water flows over rock.
"Meena..." It spoke again. "Why do you anger?" The voice was loud, terrible, and pierced everything. "You must learn to control your anger, lest it consume you and you fall into darkness. You will have but this one warning only. There are people here who care for you, but you must open yourself to them. Otherwise, your downfall will be upon you."
The light pulsed brighter and brighter.
Then it disappeared.
Christian Jedi Order Grand Master Kaimelar Veritas Morvaltur walked slowly through the ruined doorway to where Meena stood in shock. He slowly turned his head, taking in the scene.
"Hodard, come out. It is not polite to be camoflauged as such and spying in such a way when you are among friends."
Kaimelar took Meena's arm and helped her into a chair. "You must be Meena. Welcome to the Temple. I am Kaimelar Morvaltur, the Grand Master. Please, Meena, tell me what has been going on here..."
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morvaltur
CJO Grand Master & a mp; a
((I see I have missed much in my days gone. Forgive me for being dense, but should not these past posts have gone in the Coruscant Jedi Temple thread? Since they, assumingly by where Star_Splitter87 originally posted, take place there. Oh, and just for your knowledge, my character is visiting the Temple, though he is also still training with SampsonX. Someone fill me in on the general situation.))
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Maxster211
Da' Bard and His Deadliness
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((No, we're all still on Yavin. I haven't left to open Courasaunt yet. I'm putting the finishing touches on it.))
Maxster entered, but he lost himself in the light as he saw the engulf of it through the dormitories. When it ended, he waited in the doorway for Kaimelar to finish what he said, and then he came forward. "What exactly is going on, Meena?" He sat down in a chair across from Meena, putting his lightsaber on the table before him in case some other vision or spirit would apear next in the form of a great horde, and waited for a reply.
Maxster entered, but he lost himself in the light as he saw the engulf of it through the dormitories. When it ended, he waited in the doorway for Kaimelar to finish what he said, and then he came forward. "What exactly is going on, Meena?" He sat down in a chair across from Meena, putting his lightsaber on the table before him in case some other vision or spirit would apear next in the form of a great horde, and waited for a reply.
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Meena suddenly stood, the tears making the sudden bright light even more unbarable. Without knowing what she was doing she was being put into a chair and then Master Maxster was sitting across from her. "I...I...perhaps that question would better be answered by him...I am too distracted by my EYES BEING BLINDED!" She replied, dazed and holding her hand over her stinging eyes as she pointed towards Master Morvaltur.
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morvaltur
CJO Grand Master & a mp; a
"Whatever do you mean, child? I saw a great light from this doorway, heard you cry out, and came in, only to meet you." Kaimelar turned.
"Ah, Maxster, my friend. I was just meeting your new apprentice. She seems to have had a vision."
He twisted his head back to take her in. "There, now, dry your tears child." He handed her a handkerchief. "Meena, your Master and I would appreciate you telling us what you saw. You know, with the light before I came in. What happened? Did you hear anything?"
"Ah, Maxster, my friend. I was just meeting your new apprentice. She seems to have had a vision."
He twisted his head back to take her in. "There, now, dry your tears child." He handed her a handkerchief. "Meena, your Master and I would appreciate you telling us what you saw. You know, with the light before I came in. What happened? Did you hear anything?"
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