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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Mon, 13/09/2021 01:02 (3 Years ago) |
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More in-depth description [b]Plot points[/b] [center]Current word count[/center] × Faro arrives at the 11th fleet and learns that the 7th fleet dissapeared not even an hour ago × Guilt keeps her lingering on some of Thrawn's last words to her × Finally she realises she isn't helping her fleet by continuing to mourn the Chimaera's loss, and she steps up to take charge. [Read more] |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Sun, 12/09/2021 02:17 (3 Years ago) |
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Anthony 》》《《 Basics Species: Chiss Gender: Male Age: 37 Date of Birth: undecided Allegiances Places Lived: Csilla, Coruscant, Imperial Star Detroyer (to be named) Loyalties: Chiss Ascendancy, Galactic Empire (leaning) Occupation: Commodore Relations: Eli Vanto [aide, friend] Description Appearance: A rather tall being with pale-blue skin and glowing red eyes, attention is often drawn towards the alien's way. With a small, knowing grin seemingly worn on his face at all times he is a picture of level-headedness. Deep blue hair is barely kept within Imperial regulations, leaving quite a few strands left out. Defining Features: - Personality: The seemingly level-headed Imperial often appears to be all-knowing and collected, never letting his emotions betray him. Truthfully the intelligent alien struggles to keep a lid on his growing anger. With every success he feels more prideful, but quickly smothers to feeling to focus on his duties. The Chiss can often be found studying art, using it to help him learn about its creators. Looking at each stroke and choice of color lulls him into deep thought, pulling him away from his raging anger and leaving him with a more calm disposition. He tends to play the long game when dealing with his opponents, helping him climb up the Imperial ranks quicker. [Note: touch up] Likes: Art, order, courage Dislikes: Being outsmarted, disobedience History Anthony was sent into Imperial space with a single mission. Scout out the greater powers of the space outside the Unknown regions for aid in fending off the Grysks. The chiss got sidetracked however when he was picked up by Imperials, managing to worm his way into their ranks. He trained on the Imperial academy on Coruscant, graduating as an ensign just a month short of a year later. Quickly he made his way up the ranks until he was paired up with an unassuming supply officer on a mission. Anthony found himself intrigued by the officer's potential, and soon Eli Vanto found himself a disgruntled aide to the only alien officer in the Empire. Anthony has fought tooth and nail to achieve his rank of Commodore, and despite all the odds facing against him he is slowly finding that he enjoys serving the Empire more than he did serving the Chiss Ascendancy. This thought upsets him and he tries not to dwell too much on it. [Read more] |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Wed, 08/09/2021 04:09 (3 Years ago) |
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Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Biped bat demon (Y'know Amber? Like her) Nicknames: - Age: 20 Pronouns: He/Him Romantic Orientation: Aromantic Sexual Orientation: Asexual Personality: While it would be incorrect to say Neverin doesn't care for most things, the accusation isn't entirely unfounded. The bipedal demon prefers to take the easier way out, often avoiding challenges where he can. He's very laid back, not often one for feeling stressed out. He has a very pleasant attitude and won't often disagree as he isn't very confrontational. Neverin can be intelligent when he wishes to be, and actually has a decent memory. Appearance: Neverin has fountain spout blue skin and bat-like ears. His eyes are a soft gold which are usually half-lidded in his carefree state. Coven: Emperor's Coven Backstory: Neverin had an easier time during his schooling due to his ability to quickly remember knowledge. Seeing this, his parents got rather excited and made certain he learned as much as he could while he was still able to, and soon after his graduation from Hexside he was recruited into the Emperor's Coven. He doesn't really care too much for his position in the coven, as he's really only in it to keep his parents happy, and it's easier than finding some other plan for the future. [Read more] |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Sun, 05/09/2021 22:26 (3 Years ago) |
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Aten's eyes shot open with a gasp as he was dropped on the floor, staring dazedly at the Devaronian. He scowled as he got up on his feet, his back slightly aching. "The kriff was that for?" "Ya weren't waking up." Trigger grumbled, not at all intimidated by the being sitting a head and a half shorter than him. "Okay, but did you have to drop me?" Trigger laughed, leaving the room in lieu of a verbal answer. Aten sighed, slipping out after him. Fractious as the merlot colored sentient was, the crew knew he meant well. Didn't mean Aten wouldn't call him out for being a flame-brain. Vex was quick to greet him, shoving a handful of various tools into his hands and grabbing his arm. She wordlessly dragged him through the halls of the ship before sitting him down next to one of the maintenance hatches. Aten quirked an eyebrow in her direction, finally speaking. "Mind telling me what's up?" "Accidentally entered the atmosphere too quickly. The outer plating is going to be messed up and some wires are going to be fried for sure." The half-Mirailan woman answered with a small grunt. "R3 is still out of commission, but I don't wanna waste any time fixing the ship. Pretty sure I used parts of the droid to fix the alarm systems." Aten fought back a wince as Vex almost violently starting ripping the droid parts out of the console, alarms immediately blaring. He could only hope she had told the others what she was doing. The older woman didn’t even flinch as the sharp trills ran off, pausing only for a moment to reach back and grab a small chip. With a single jerk of her hand, the wires disconnected from the metal in her hand and the alarms ceased their cries. Vex tossed the chip behind her, removing one last circuit board before gathering her small pile of electronics and quickly walking towards the small storage closet. Aten followed behind, stepping aside the mess made by his captain. Rounding the corner, he watched as Vex dropped the still frame of R3 onto the floor of the ship, a loud clang echoing out through the halls. She then dropped her handful of wires and various components into Aten’s hands and disappeared around the corner. Shaking his head, Aten sat the droid up on its legs and started reassembling the droid. For the most part it wasn’t too difficult, stray wires poking out hinting where something was taken, a small compartment capable of only fitting a certain item. The rest Aten just made a quick, educated guess based on the rest of the droids circuiting. Once he had placed the translucent dome back atop the droid's head, the blue and red lights flashed to life with a loud chirrup. It rolled forward before a sudden pull from gravity knocked Aten off balance and set the astromech rolling. Once the droid’s tread had caught it began its journey to the cockpit with a frustrated warble. Aten pushed himself up on his feet, stumbling once more as the ship jostled once again. All their cargo would be obliterated if things kept going on like this. Luckily the ship came into contact with the landing platform within seconds of Aten’s worrying. Unluckily he found himself on the floor of the ship once more. Aten quickly found a strong hatred for Kijimi, and they’d only been on the planet for 10 minutes. He pressed his teeth together, determined to stop his shivering as they traversed the frozen streets of Kajimi, if one could even call it that. It was more of a path really, marked only by the firmly packed snow covered in footprints. Aten wasn’t the only one frustrated with their situation however. Carissa’s hands were gripped tightly around her hands with furrowed eyebrows while Trigger glared at every sentient being that passed by. Vex was the only one who seemed fine to voice their feelings. “He’s late. We were supposed to meet here 15 minutes ago.” The half-Mirialan woman grumbled, pacing back and forth. Aten held back a comment that they too had also been late to the meeting by about five minutes. “Who does he think he is, making us wait out here in the cold.” “Oh whatever. At least you're more used to the cold than us.” Trigger said with a small growl. A small puff of air escaped the Devaronian’s mouth as he spoke, distantly reminding Aten of a myth he had once heard, though the details had long escaped him it didn’t stop a quiet chuckle from escaping him. Instantly the horned man was looming over him, eyes narrowed. “Wha’s so funny?” “Nothing, nothing!” Aten hastily said, waving his hands in front of him. Carissa gave him a look, and instantly he found himself breaking into laughter once more. He tried to collect himself before speaking, holding a hand over his mouth to control his breaths. “He looked like a Duinogwuin!” Trigger looked lost at the word, his face molding into one of confusion while Carissa and Vex joined Aten in holding back their laughter. Carissa looked close to tears, and when Trigger quickly demanded another explanation she began howling in laughter, clutching at her stomach. The crew tried to explain the creature to their older crewmate, but every few minutes they found themselves snickering. “I hate to interrupt this… conversation.” A voice spoke, drawing the attention of Vex and Carissa. The half-Mirialan woman broke Aten and Trigger out of the conversation, the smiles sliding off their faces as they looked over at the one addressing them. A man wrapped in furs stood in front of them, his hands wrapped over his chest as he looked over each member of the crew before his gaze stuck on the crate behind them. “I assume these are the spices?” “Yep. You Darro?” Vex replied, placing a hand over the crate. The man nodded, holding out a medium sized bag, and Carissa stepped forward, taking it in her hands. She slipped open the bag, mumbling out incoherent words as she counted the credits inside before nodding to Vex. The crate of spices was wordlessly handed over to the man, which he took. “All seems to be in order.” Darro said. Aten’s eyes flickered over to the corner of a building, watching as two Weequays stepped out into the path to help transport the spice. “I trust you’ll keep quiet about this?” “Only as long as you are.” Vex spoke, her foot crunching in the dirt as she readjusted her stance, taking the bag of credits from Carissa. With those words the exchange ended, and soon the crew found themselves standing alone in the street. Trigger quickly straightened up, pressing his hands against his back as a few quiet pops filled the silence. “Well. I’d say that went pretty well.” [Read more] |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Sat, 04/09/2021 14:51 (3 Years ago) |
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I'd say maybe a chaotic good? [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 02/09/2021 14:58 (3 Years ago) |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Sun, 29/08/2021 20:45 (3 Years ago) |
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"Did they specify what you were going to be studying in Humanities?" Eli almost snorted, shaking his head. "Not really, or at least if they did I wasn't sure where to look to find any descriptions of the class. I mostly just picked ones that sounded useful." He rubbed the back of his head, letting a soft puff of air leave his mouth. "Maybe I'm judging the class too early." He listened as Fenrys complained about Earth Science, lifting am eyebrow in a teasingly suspicious look. "Why would sign up for the class if you hate it so much? Unless you actually liked it?" He said with a small huff of laughter. "But seriously, I bet you can do it. I've heard Earth Science is one of the easier science courses." The conversation seemed to be going well, at least on his end, until Fenrys looked at the time. Six minutes to get to class. Shoot. Holding his rather worn schedule in hand, Eli quickly memorized the room number for his Physics class, the tanned boy darted in the direction of his class. He quickly arrived in front of the door, lightly panting. Eli stood outside the room for just a moment to collect his breath before entering into the classroom, taking a seat near a corner of the room. Sitting his backpack close to the foot of the desk, Eli took a quick glance around the classroom, slowly noting his surroundings. As his eyes began to swivel back in front of him he met eyes with another student who seemed to be just as nervous as he. "There's no need to be nervous. Just be yourself and don't do anything stupid." Fenrys' parting words wiggled their way into the front of his mind as he introduced himself. Micah Hobbes. Eli mentally repeated the name as to not forget before pushing aside his worries to muster up a smile. "It's nice to meet you to. I'm Eli Vanto." [Read more] |
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Eli_Vanto OFFLINE Forum Posts: 92 |
Posted: Sun, 29/08/2021 20:11 (3 Years ago) |
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He wasn't sure how he could expand on the explanation any more and he hoped he successfully got his message across. Softly biting his lip, Nemiru drew a circle in the air, the spell circle a orangish color. He remembered how it felt to get slowed down in time, trying to compare the experience to his bard magic. Bard magic was mostly about controlling am environment, but it could be used on people as well, the same could probably go for the time magic. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 28/08/2021 22:26 (3 Years ago) |
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Coming to a halt in a small clearing, Nemiru summoned his lyre, playing a few notes and watching as the trees bent as to form a small circle around the clearing the branches interlocking to keep them in place. Hopefully they would he able to hide any prying eyes. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/08/2021 16:04 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 26/08/2021 23:51 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 26/08/2021 23:50 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 26/08/2021 02:21 (3 Years ago) |
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"You happen to know where I could find any older books?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 26/08/2021 02:16 (3 Years ago) |
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Eli and everyone else around him knew of his affinity for numbers, something he contributed to his family's business. You had to be good with numbers or you could lose out on any sort of profits. And while his upbringing certainly helped make him who he was today -someone he was mostly quite pleased to be- he wasn't quite sure he wanted to work for the said business. He wanted to move around more and see more things, or maybe he just needed space from his family. He wasn't quite sure what he wanted yet, but he did know that his best bet to making it in the world was by sticking with what he knew. Numbers. "Besides that I'm taking US History, Astronomy, Physics and..." Eli wrinkled his nose, "Humanities, I think. Mostly just focusing on getting the necessary credits out of the way for graduation. Your schedule sounds pretty neat though! When do you have US History?" The tanned boy questioned his friend, the smile on his face growing more and more genuine as he spoke. This conversation really did well to distract him from his previous worries. Honestly he was getting more hopeful for the school year as he spoke of his classes. Sure, half of them had been selected on a passing whim, but regardless most of them seemed useful and interesting. It was almost easy to forget he was in some high and mighty school when he was talking to Fenrys about such simple things. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 24/08/2021 14:22 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 22/08/2021 16:11 (3 Years ago) |
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He gave a soft snort before continuing down the section. "I mean, I guess it would be as difficult a decision as for the rest of us in just one track, but I mean, we tend to fall back onto our track when picking which coven to join." [Read more] |