Screen Name: Optikal
Character you wish to play: Keyan Raiko (created character)
Race (such as Human, Wookie, Transdoshan, Hutt, Twi'lek, Rodian, Bothan, droid, Mon Calimari, etc): Human
Faction (does your character belong to a group, such as the New Republic, The Imperial Remnant, the Bounty Hunter's Guild, a specific crime syndicate, etc): No current faction affiliation
Background (list the history of your character here. Created Characters Must Be Thorough!):
The Outer Rim world of Wayland plays home to Keyan Raiko, a simple junkyard owner and his family. Keyan grew up working with his father in their junkyard, salvaging and scrapping a variety of ships and technology. The business was small but afforded a comfortable life for the young family. Keyan has long since worked on restoring a Clone era V-Wing with the help of his R4 droid. Keyans father passed away and left his business, his home and his ship, a rickety old GS-100 named
The Scrap Hawk.
Recently though, Raikos yard has come under the eye of local mob boss, Harran K'null.
Character Class (choose one): Force Sensitive, Excellent Pilot. no current alliegiance.
What Font and Color will you be using for your character's speech: Dark Blue, Georgia
Items: DC-15s Blaster. Alpha-3
Nimbus-class V-wing starfighter. R4-K5 Astromech Droid.
Character Personality (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc): Keyan is an out and out family man. He has seldom been off-planet and has lived a quiet life. At 25 years of age, he is a good man, honest, reliable and loyal. Cool, calm and diplomatic, Keyans main weakness is his over protectiveness of his young wife and son.
Character Alignment (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! Choose one): Neutral
Why have you chosen this character, and what are your plans for them: I have created Keyan with the hope to be able to tell a good story and help this RPG grow beyond the constraints of popular canon characters. I want to tell a story that compliments the depth of the universe we're playing in.
What can you bring to Star Wars: The RPG: I can bring enthusiasm, dedication and a little pinch of creative writing talent.
How often can you post IN A DAY in this RPG: As many as is needed.
Sample Post (write a sample post that is at least 4 paragraphs long and containing at least 3 lines of dialogue):
Key watched in horror as one of the slaves in front of him screamed and broke into a run. The Nexu instantly flicked their attention to the movement and leapt into pursuit. The first of the trio leapt, tackling the Bothan slave to the ground and sinking its fangs deep through the golden fur of the Bothan and into the flesh beyond.
Keyan moved sideways, towards the other slave, an alien he had never seen before. Across the arena, the three Nexu argued and fought over the corpse laid in the dust.
The alien glanced at Key and shook his head.
"Bit of a mess we're in here, huh?"
Keyan looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you could say that".
"So" said the alien amiably,
"What's the plan?"
Keyan stared at the man. Dressed in plain black pants, boots and a vest, his fur was a mottled grey, and his yellow eyes flecked with silver. His nose was chitinous and hooked down towards his upper lip. And despite seemingly facing imminent death, he seemed jovial and free spirited. Ahead of them, two of the Nexu were feeding on the Bothan. The third however, had turned to face them, and was flashing a grin that revealed the many teeth adorning it's wide maw.
The aliens tail flicked anxiously. Keyan wiped his hands on his pants legs and looked around. The dust bowl was filled with debris, but no visible weapons. Seeking something to defend himself with, he saw nothing immediately obvious.
"Uhh.... it's coming..." the alien muttered.
"We split up" Keyan growled.
"You go left, I'll go right. See if you can find anything to fight with. They're fast and agile, but they've got a weak bone structure. Hopefully, we can hurt them".
The alien said nothing but began edging away to the left, his tail twitching. Keyan himself, moved right. The Nexu hesitated for a moment, swinging its headto assess the targets. Apparently deciding on its quarry, it angled towards Keyan. Glancing around, a long wooden pole, with a tattered and torn flag on the end lay a few feet away.
"HEY!" the alien shouted from across the pit. The two feeding Nexu looked up, but returned to rending flesh from bone. The third though, did turn and glare at the creature.
"COME AND GET ME! COME ON!" The alien leapt up and down, waving his arms. Keyan could scarcely believe it.
The Nexu charged and Keyan himself shouted a curse. Racing for the flagpole, he grasped it and raced for the animal as it bore down upon its prey. The nexu was impossibly fast though and Keyan knew he wouldn't be able to stop it from leaping upon the alien. Still, he poured on a burst of speed and held the pole like a lance.
In front of him, the Nexu leapt, but lightning quick, the alien dropped into a crouch and spun. It's tail wrapped around a diamond shaped shard of twisted metal, about teo feet long and flicked it through the air, plunging it home into the neck of the beast. The Nexu howled and fell into the dirt. As it tried to rise though, the alien leapt upon it, a rock the size of his head in his hands. He drove the rock down into the forehead repeatedly, his face a twisted, feral mask of rage. As blood spurted, the cat-like beast slumped into death.
Suddenly Keyan felt the presence of oneo f the other Nexu bearing down upon him. He felt the pulsing excitement of the hunt emanating from the beast. Spinning on his heel and dropping to a knee, he raised the pole up, planting the butt into the ground. As he did, the Nexu sailed through the air, claws extended, teeth dripping with hungry anticipation. Keyan held the pole firm as the Nexu landed, chest first upon it. Flesh torn, bone popped and snapped and the Nexu died in an instant.
Keyan stepped back, recoiling in shock and confusion. The alien joined him at his side as the final Nexu left its meal and began to stalk around the perimeter of the arena, all of its eyes focused on the pair.
"How did you do that?" asked the alien.
Keyan looked at him, his gaze flushed with worry.
"I have no idea... it's like... it's like I felt it... Like I could sense it".
The alien raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Across from them, the Nexu dasheed forward, it's movements zig-zagging, with terrible speed. The alien leapt, but was batted aside. Keyan, his pole still embedded in the last Nexu, dived away. The Nexu landed exactly where Key had stood only a fraction of a second before and swung, it's maw snapping at his heels. The alien leapt in again, hurling rocks he scooped up with his tail . The Nexu snarled itsa fury and fell back. Key rose to his feet and edged around the snarling beast, trying to read it's movements. He sensed its agitation and frustration. Keyan breathed and swallowed hard. "You don't have to do this" he whispered, not knowing why he was he even talking.
The Nexu tilted its head and took a step back, it's fangs still bared. Keyan moved around, hoping to reach the pole that still hung out of the downed creature. The Nexu rested back on its haunches, preparing to spring. Panic ran through Key as he saw the impending attack and he cried out. As he did, the Nexu hesitated once more, apparently unsure as to what to do. Key reached out towards the pole and the creature leapt...
From the left, a blur of motion caught both man and beast in surprise. The Alien, flew in, both feet first and caught the leaping Nexu in the ribs. The sound of snapping bone rang out as the Nexu howled and rolled to his feet, snapping at the alien slave with rage in its eyes. Keyan grasped the pole and leapt forward, stabbing out and driving the creature backwards.
With a final roar it leapt, Key struck out, striking the animal across the maw. The alien leapt in, a long metal bar in hand and brought it down across the creatures head, driving it into the ground. Key snapped his pole and drove the sharp end into the neck of the Nexu. The beast snarled and as Key looked down upon it, he felt the fear and uncertainty flow from the creature as it died.
The feelings faded in synch with the light fading from the beasts eyes. It drew one final ragged breath... and was still.
Keyan stepped back and the alien clapped his hand across Keyans back.
"We did it!" he grinned.
"Onto the next round, now!"
Keyan eyed him. He felt bone weary and his mind was fuzzy, his thoughts racing at lightspeed.
"What?" he managed to ask, dropping to his haunches and dragging his sweat stained hair back from his face.
"You don't know?" the alien asked. All around them, the crowd were whooping and hollering. The doors they had entered the arena through reopened and a gaggle of guards of random sizes and species entered the arena, weapons trained at the two slaves.
"Slave games..." the alien said quickly.
"This was our first round. There are three rounds. If we survive and win all three rounds, we're free".
"And what if we don't win all three?" Keyan asked as the guards closed in.
"You'll be dead". the alien answered simply.
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