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07/23/2012 02:08 PM
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Rules
Disclaimer: I am not nor will I ever claim to be the person you see in any picture you find on my page. I am a role player nothing more, the images give my character a face and nothing more.
A warning to those who hold too tightly to Cannon, and believe known characters in the Star Wars verse should be kept true to already established Cannon, look somewhere else. My version of the Guardsmen known as Major Grodin Tierce is going to anger you as he is an original character, got a problem with it I don't want to hear it. You have an edit friend and delete button for a reason, use it. I've played this character for a few years now, I'm not changing him for anyone. Those who don't mind seeing a fresh spin on an established name, feel free to keep me on your list, chat with me, and engage in role play or story lines.
- I'm an adult, I will act as such and use language that reflects that. When necessary foul language and graphic language may be used. If the situation warrants a description that could be considered graphic and you can't handle that, tell me BEFORE we ever start writing anything out. If I'm the one starting the blog or comment and you haven't told me to leave that kind of language out before hand and it ends up in there and offends you, I might become annoyed and tell you I won't rewrite it as you've been warned if you took the time to read this blog. You'll either have to deal with it and get past it, or delete me and end the role play. I put too much time into my writing to go back and redo everything every time something offends someone. I'd never get anything done if I did simply because what offends one may not offend the next person.
- If your one that likes to start drama and cause problems for people, leave my page now and don't bother adding me. If you've already added me, then do me a favor and save me the headache and either grow up or see your way off my list. I've been in rp for twenty years now, endured enough of the drama on MySpace I'm not putting up with it any longer. I have no tolerance for it.
- Length: Everyone has their own preference for what they like to see and don't like. Personally I'm able to manage anything from para to novella. Novella doesn't happen often for me due to not having the time to always keep that length, not always having enough creativity for it, and not always having the patience. My usual range tends to be multi-para to semi-novella. I will NEVER demand that anyone meet any length I give them. The only thing I will ever ask of anyone is that they give me enough detail and length to be able to continue building the story we have between our characters, whatever it may be at that time.
- Replies: Sometimes I may have your reply back to you in an hour or two, sometimes it might take me six months or more. It varies based on the demands of life. Sadly I do have some semblance of a life outside of rp... some days I wish I didn't, but wouldn't we all love to escape reality some days? I have friends and family to attend to, and I do have health concerns that require me to spend a lot of time in and out of doctors appointments and sometimes the hospital. If you can't handle waiting for a reply then leave now. You are NOT worth my energy, my health, or my limited free time. I will get to you when I get to you. If you can't reach me for several months send a message to Rebelious Angel Noroga. She knows me in real life, she'll be able to answer your questions as to when I might be able to return to rp, and what is keeping me away. But she will ONLY answer you if your nice about it. Be rude or demanding and she'll tell you where to shove your question just as quickly as I would.
- Basics: Don't auto-hit, god-mode, meta-game, or puppeteer with my character. I won't do it to you, so don't do it to me. This is your first warning, the second will come if I catch you in the act of any of these things, your third will be when you log on one day and find that you've been removed from my friends list.
- Ooc chat will be in messages only. Role play and story lines will be in blogs and comments only. If you don't like that set up, tough. The character limit on comments here is ridiculously large if it exists at all. Don't give me the excuse of comments cut off way too short for your liking, I'll laugh at you, call you a fool and tell you to reread my rules then place the post in the appropriate place, or to remove yourself from my list.
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03/02/2012 04:09 PM
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A past that haunts (in progress)
Vera!
- He screamed, his breathing quickened as he bolted upright in his bed. He ran his right hand through his hair, before resting his forehead against it. It was just a dream he reminded himself as his hand dropped to the edge of the bed giving him more leverage as turned his body slightly before getting out of bed. Glancing around his darkened room he realized he was completely alone; something that gave him at least some solace.
It was 02:00, he had ten hours before he was expected to report for his next shift. He needed to calm down and shake off the effects of the dream he'd had if he ever hoped to be ready when the time came for him to return to his duty.
Turning the light on as he entered the fresher he splashed cool water on his face, his hands resting against the sink as he stared into the mirror. Even after so many years it seemed he couldn't put her out of his mind. Was it her death that bothered him so much, or the look he'd seen in her eyes as they'd met his during her last moments? Death wasn't something that phased him, after all he'd seen more than his fair share during his long life. Between wars and his orders to silence more people than he cared to remember he'd become numbed to the sight of death. Yet hers had shaken him, sickened him enough he'd taken advantage of his mask to divert his eyes. It was the look of betrayal that Tierce had seen in her eyes as she begged him to help her that haunted him. It was the twisted enjoyment Sidious found in ordering her death as a way to spite him.
Balling his hands into fists he allowed himself to be overtaken by a wave of anger. Vera had died because he trusted her enough to relax in her presence, to seem like himself when off duty... and above all because it had been discovered that she was his older sister. After all it was forbidden for him to have anything that might be seen as an attachment. All he was allowed was his duty, such was the life of an Imperial Guard.
As his rage continued to grow his urge to lash out became uncontrollable. The sound of glass shattering forced him to snap out of his thoughts. Forcing himself to recall his focus to his current surroundings he noticed a slight trickle of blood running across his right hand. In his anger he'd lost his control enough to shatter the mirror with his fist, a cold smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he took note of the injury.
A quiet sadistic chuckle erupted from him as he once again cursed Sidious' Shadow Guards and their annoying persistence. They seemed to pride their selves on being a pain in his ass every chance they got. Even though he'd abandoned his position as a Red Guard he couldn't deny the rivalry still existed. After all they were created to try to keep the Red Guards in line through intimidation which much to their displeasure hadn't phased Tierce in the least. Every time they'd been ordered to try to break him he laughed in their faces, proving not only his strong will was unshakable but his training had allowed him to become a man few could match.
Shaking his head Tierce shoved the nightmare and the memories associated with it from his mind. Regaining his focus he decided he was in need of a distraction in order to prepare his mind for the long day ahead of him. He knew once his shift started he'd need complete focus if he wanted to be able to carry out his orders of guarding his Empress properly.
Making his way to the gym he found he wasn't the only one not resting well. Smirking as he nodded his head slightly to acknowledge the presence of one of his fellow guardsmen. He could tell they had the same distraction in mind, training. -
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03/02/2012 03:56 PM
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Character background and weapons
(Just to avoid the potential confusion I've decided to take the time to write out an informative blog about the rather closed, mysterious man behind the mask. If after reading your still finding yourself with questions about him then feel free to message me and ask. But know that if you ask without having first read this then I'll redirect you here before being so kind as to give you the answers to your questions. If I take the time to write up an informative blog I expect someone who knows little or nothing about my character to take the time to read it.)
Military experience: Null Squadron (pre-Clone Wars)
Red Guard (Clone Wars-beginning of the New Republic)
Black Guard (Post New Republic starting with the creation of the Serinan Empire)
Rank: Major (Commanding officer of the Imperial Black Guard and formerly the Red Guard)
Sith Master/Sith'ari/Sith Alchemist
Race: Near Human- Full blooded Echani
Hair color: White
Eye color: Silver, Yellow-red when embracing his Sith'ari side
Height: 6'8"
Weapons: Force Pike, Saber Pike, Modified Imperial issue blaster, Modified long range Imperial issued sniper rifle, Two Verpine Shatter pistols, Two Verpine Shatter rifles, Thermal detonators, Shatter charges (think explosive hand held charge that sends out shrapnel capable of piercing the armor worn by the guards), Smoke grenades, Echani twin bladed staff, Two vibroblades, Lightsaber (red), Echani Quarter staff, Twin vibrobladed staff.
Parents: Takeia Tierce (Father, Echani General), Anara Tierce (Mother, Echani General, Shadow Guard)
Relatives: Vera Rivers- older sister
Children: Kaylen Tierce (Daughter, Black Guardsman)
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