Post by katarina on Apr 18, 2008 17:06:21 GMT 1
Name: Katarina Dresdek
Alias: Darth Torturas
Age: 25
Specialty: The Force
Appearance:
Chocolate brown hair cascades softly to the small of her back, though constantly kept in a single long ponytail. Eyes the color of slate stare coldly out from underneath long black eyelashes. Porcelain white skin smooth as marble with no noticeable flaws is cold to the touch, as if death has claimed her. Her most striking feature the full crimson lips that constantly purse constantly with her displeasure of the world around her.
Description:
She was found sitting in a doorstep during a thunderstorm on the planet Empress Teta when she was eight years old. Black smudges could be seen on her face and there were visible callouses on her hands. The smell of smoke hung heavy in the air and in the distance the radiance of fire could be seen.
The one that found her was a man named Trekar Dresdek, a proclaimed Dark Jedi and member of the Sith. He asked her what had happened, she told him that she had set fire to her families home by accident. Trekar looking at the girl noticed in her eyes that there was no mourning nor remorse for her actions, with the use of the force he delved into the mind of the child and discovered that she had watched her family burn.
"Come with me child." His voice cool as he held a large hand out to her, which was accepted by Katarina. "I will take you to a place far from here, a place where you will be able to do what you wish, play as long as you like in whatever fashion you want. Would you like that?" Asking her as they walked away from the burning building, her response a nod of her head.
Example Roleplay:
"Such a pretty creature, it's such a shame." Katarina spoke as she pushed a loose tendril of dark hair out of her face. "I would rather not have to do this, but it must be done or I would be discovered, you understand." Her words falling on the woman that sat on her feet, shivering and sobbing uncontrollably.
"Come now, do not cry so." Kneeling down Katarina placed a delicate hand beneath the womans chin and angled it to look into her eyes. Seeing the sheer horror in the ladies eyes brought a crooked grin to Kat's lips. "If you promise not to scream or alert the people of this planet to me I can let you go." A tapered finger tracing the womans jaw as she brought their faces closer together.
"I-I p-p-promise!" The woman let out the words in a harsh stammer that caused Katarina to move her face slightly.
"I don't think you do, I think that as soon as I let you go I'll be able to hear you shout and call for help. We musn't let that happen." Her crimson lips touching the girls ear as she spoke causing her to pull away, Katarina's strong hand holding her head in place.
"No, it musn't." A soft kiss to the girls cheek forcing her into greater tears until the sound of Kat's violit lightsaber pushed through the womans chest. "I am sorry my pet." Kat spoke to the woman as she held her close long after the shudder of death claimed her.
"Such a waste, beauty such as this diminished with just a stroke of my hand." Looking down at the lifeless corpse she smiled as she pulled her dark gloves back on. Smiling once more Katarina turned on her heal and walked silently in the opposite direction.
Weapon:
Violit colored, electrum forged shoto lightsaber with a hilt forged in the style of the ancient Sith Lords. Weapon taken from her master upon his death.
Lightsaber Forms:
Form V: Shien / Djem So - Perseverance Form
Dun Möch - Distracting and Taunting ones opponent
Sai cha
Sai tok
Shiak
Clothing:
Black and red robes made of silks and velvets with bronzium plates interwoven. Simple black shin high boots and long black gloves. A simple clock of black outer shell and red inner shell.
Force Powers:
Core Powers:
Force Cloak
Force Stealth
Force Empathy
Force Seeing
Telekinesis
Telepathy
Universal Powers:
Comprehend Speech
Mind Trick
Force Deflection
Force Meld
Force Suppression
Sever Force
Force Weapon
Dark Side Powers:
Force Insanity
Force Storm
Force Plague
Force Crush
Kinetite
Dominate Will
Spear of Midnight Black
Alias: Darth Torturas
Age: 25
Specialty: The Force
Appearance:
Chocolate brown hair cascades softly to the small of her back, though constantly kept in a single long ponytail. Eyes the color of slate stare coldly out from underneath long black eyelashes. Porcelain white skin smooth as marble with no noticeable flaws is cold to the touch, as if death has claimed her. Her most striking feature the full crimson lips that constantly purse constantly with her displeasure of the world around her.
Description:
She was found sitting in a doorstep during a thunderstorm on the planet Empress Teta when she was eight years old. Black smudges could be seen on her face and there were visible callouses on her hands. The smell of smoke hung heavy in the air and in the distance the radiance of fire could be seen.
The one that found her was a man named Trekar Dresdek, a proclaimed Dark Jedi and member of the Sith. He asked her what had happened, she told him that she had set fire to her families home by accident. Trekar looking at the girl noticed in her eyes that there was no mourning nor remorse for her actions, with the use of the force he delved into the mind of the child and discovered that she had watched her family burn.
"Come with me child." His voice cool as he held a large hand out to her, which was accepted by Katarina. "I will take you to a place far from here, a place where you will be able to do what you wish, play as long as you like in whatever fashion you want. Would you like that?" Asking her as they walked away from the burning building, her response a nod of her head.
Example Roleplay:
"Such a pretty creature, it's such a shame." Katarina spoke as she pushed a loose tendril of dark hair out of her face. "I would rather not have to do this, but it must be done or I would be discovered, you understand." Her words falling on the woman that sat on her feet, shivering and sobbing uncontrollably.
"Come now, do not cry so." Kneeling down Katarina placed a delicate hand beneath the womans chin and angled it to look into her eyes. Seeing the sheer horror in the ladies eyes brought a crooked grin to Kat's lips. "If you promise not to scream or alert the people of this planet to me I can let you go." A tapered finger tracing the womans jaw as she brought their faces closer together.
"I-I p-p-promise!" The woman let out the words in a harsh stammer that caused Katarina to move her face slightly.
"I don't think you do, I think that as soon as I let you go I'll be able to hear you shout and call for help. We musn't let that happen." Her crimson lips touching the girls ear as she spoke causing her to pull away, Katarina's strong hand holding her head in place.
"No, it musn't." A soft kiss to the girls cheek forcing her into greater tears until the sound of Kat's violit lightsaber pushed through the womans chest. "I am sorry my pet." Kat spoke to the woman as she held her close long after the shudder of death claimed her.
"Such a waste, beauty such as this diminished with just a stroke of my hand." Looking down at the lifeless corpse she smiled as she pulled her dark gloves back on. Smiling once more Katarina turned on her heal and walked silently in the opposite direction.
Weapon:
Violit colored, electrum forged shoto lightsaber with a hilt forged in the style of the ancient Sith Lords. Weapon taken from her master upon his death.
Lightsaber Forms:
Form V: Shien / Djem So - Perseverance Form
Dun Möch - Distracting and Taunting ones opponent
Sai cha
Sai tok
Shiak
Clothing:
Black and red robes made of silks and velvets with bronzium plates interwoven. Simple black shin high boots and long black gloves. A simple clock of black outer shell and red inner shell.
Force Powers:
Core Powers:
Force Cloak
Force Stealth
Force Empathy
Force Seeing
Telekinesis
Telepathy
Universal Powers:
Comprehend Speech
Mind Trick
Force Deflection
Force Meld
Force Suppression
Sever Force
Force Weapon
Dark Side Powers:
Force Insanity
Force Storm
Force Plague
Force Crush
Kinetite
Dominate Will
Spear of Midnight Black