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NAME:
Fred'erick Marcuse-Skree
FACTION:
Sith Brotherhood
RANK:
Sith Marauder
SPECIES:
Red Sith
AGE:
25
GENDER:
Male
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes/Trained
APPEARANCE:
Like all Sith, Marcuse-Skree is blessed with the red skin of his ancestors. He is tall, standing an imposing 6'5", and very muscular, weighing at 185 lbs. His eyes are red, as expected of a pure blood Sith, and his hair is long, black, and slicked back. He has a short black beard. His hands and arms are covered in ornate black tattoos going the whole length up. His face is also adorned with markings, having jagged lines stretching down the bottom of his eyes and forming an eye on the front of his neck. He wears heavy, woven body armor underneath his black Sith robes. He wears a pair of black greaves, two arm guards, and carries a single red lightsaber. The lightsaber itself has a slightly curved, obsidian colored hilt, with the bottom forming a nice, pointed tip.
PERSONALITY:
Obviously, being a Sith, Marcuse-Skree has no time for anyone but other Sith. However, if you serve his ends, he will at least let you live a little longer. He is grand, archaic, and calculated. Certainly, he has reason to be a little arrogant, but Marcuse-Skree is no fool. Everything is all part of his master plan to take up the mantle of Darth - and to ultimately destroy mongrel filth like the Jedi from existence. The only thing he enjoys more than plotting to subvert his leaders, is killing Jedi. He never gains the same satisfaction out of obliterating non-Force users. There is simply something about watching someone lose control of themselves and the Force and succumbing to the Dark side - or even better: fading into the ether like the disgusting hopeful being they are. He is a connoisseur of wine, and enjoys all the finer things life has to offer a man of his background.
BIOGRAPHY:
Fred'erick Marcuse-Skree was born to the upper echelon of Sith nobility, the House of Marcuse-Skree, a small, but wealthy family on the planet of Korriban. From a young age, Fred'erick was groomed to be a savage, but elegant, individual. His father, Davrik Marcuse-Skree, was a bitter, foul, and malevolent man who only kept his son around in the hopes of having a full-time, unyielding bodyguard, and obviously a family member would do the trick. Well, things didn't go exactly as planned. Davrik beat his son repeatedly for the most minor of offenses - laughing inappropriately during gatherings, looking happy, enjoying things other than the Sith ways. His father was cruel, and ultimately, would make his own son crueler.
At age 12, he slit his father's throat while he slept, and then eviscerated the corpse continually until the bedroom was nothing but covered in blood. The death of his father was not a complete shock, as many knew his son would destroy him one day. All the assets, slaves, and whatnot became the property of Fred'erick. This gained the attention of the Brotherhood - and from there he has been with them ever since, learning the ways of the Dark side, and being trained to kill, kill, and kill again.
But how could a young upstart maintain control of his estate, and the title of Lord-Patrician of the House of Marcuse-Skree? Well... killing his father was obviously the easy part - thanks in part to the efforts of his father's personal slave, Morthan. Morthan, much like Fred'erick, received horrible punishments for seemingly innocuous transgressions (and simple actions). The two were locked in the attic of the summer home together one month; they both received whippings regularly; and they even attempted to escape together one evening. Through these shared experiences, they grew close - one of the few friendships that Fred'erick ever had....
However, the lack of (expected) respect from his handlers and fellow Brotherhood members led him to loathe and despise most everyone he had to deal with. He deserved respect, for he was nobility. He was the head of (an admittedly small) noble family, ought that grant him rights above those of half-breed dogs and mongrel rejections? His masters may have internally agreed, but they seemed to pay him no mind. He was their servant, their soldier, their weapon.
He worked on the front lines for some time, slaughtering all that approached him - but he was not invincible. One such incident left him unconscious for days and unable to move his left arm. He wasn't weak! HE COULD NOT BE TAKEN BY SCUM! The younger Fred'erick thought this anyway. He would learn to not misjudge his enemies, be they in the Brotherhood or the Jedi (or even from elsewhere). His fellows in the Brotherhood saw him as a fool who knew not when he was nothing. But some saw something else within him. The anger, the pride, the hatred, and the disdain for his enemies. It was something that could be controlled. And control they did - twisting Fred'erick into the man he is today - a cruel, unrelenting, ambitious harbinger of death.
What nobody predicted was Fred'erick's aim for the top - he would be Darth, he would gain the respect he deserved and the glory that had eluded him...
SKILLS:
Fred'erick prefers brute force over speed - a juggernaut if such a thing ever existed. He is unrelenting, aggressive, and chaotic in battle - never giving an inch. In terms of lightsaber combat, he utilizes Form II and Form VII - going from precision and balanced fighting to the brutish and aggressive style he is most known for during battle. This can be trouble when confronted with faster and more agile opponents.
While he has no need to speak other languages, for all other non-Sith will be obliterated in the future, he is multilingual, able to speak Basic, Sith, Huttese, and several other languages. He is not a terrible pilot, as he can fly his own small fighter when the need arises - but prefers to be flown by his servants or by underlings. He has no medical skills to speak of, often expecting others to aid him in times when he is injured. If they don't he'll kill them or, at least, attempt to.
One of his greatest skills is to utilize the Force in order to make his opponents relive their worst memories. This ability, while effective, has been blocked by more powerful opponents. In addition, he is capable of most other standard Dark side techniques. In addition to this, he employs force scream and force telemetry (when on missions). Barriers are another great asset of his, and are probably his most powerful skills. However, as he prefers to use brute force, he sometimes can be blindsided by other Force users, as he is so focused on bludgeoning his opponent to death.
He is incredibly strong, but can be felled by quicker opponents if they can get through his barriers and avoid direct hits. Again, not a very dexterous or agile individual, but he makes up for this with brute force. Charismatic is one word to describe him, though manipulative is probably better. He is gregarious and talkative, and enjoys taunting his opponents - sometimes to great effect. Multiple opponents are not a strong point of his - two or more opponents, generally other Force users, are known to cause him some trouble, as his focus goes in to direct attacks on one opponent at a single time. Again, lacking in speed and agility has been known to hurt him when he most needs to succeed.
GEAR:
- Fred'erick's Armor (thank you @Dark child for finding this), is composed of high carbon dura-steel, and is coated in Scatterweave. It has the same damage resistance as MK-5 Inquisition Armor
- Black Sith cloak and hood
- CZ-ESO1 (Personal ship)
- Single Blade Lightsaber (Red crystal)
- AS-22 Venom Grenades x 5
ROLE-PLAYS:
Titles, links, and whatnot for threads you've participated in can go here.
NAME:
Fred'erick Marcuse-Skree
FACTION:
Sith Brotherhood
RANK:
Sith Marauder
SPECIES:
Red Sith
AGE:
25
GENDER:
Male
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes/Trained
APPEARANCE:
Like all Sith, Marcuse-Skree is blessed with the red skin of his ancestors. He is tall, standing an imposing 6'5", and very muscular, weighing at 185 lbs. His eyes are red, as expected of a pure blood Sith, and his hair is long, black, and slicked back. He has a short black beard. His hands and arms are covered in ornate black tattoos going the whole length up. His face is also adorned with markings, having jagged lines stretching down the bottom of his eyes and forming an eye on the front of his neck. He wears heavy, woven body armor underneath his black Sith robes. He wears a pair of black greaves, two arm guards, and carries a single red lightsaber. The lightsaber itself has a slightly curved, obsidian colored hilt, with the bottom forming a nice, pointed tip.
PERSONALITY:
Obviously, being a Sith, Marcuse-Skree has no time for anyone but other Sith. However, if you serve his ends, he will at least let you live a little longer. He is grand, archaic, and calculated. Certainly, he has reason to be a little arrogant, but Marcuse-Skree is no fool. Everything is all part of his master plan to take up the mantle of Darth - and to ultimately destroy mongrel filth like the Jedi from existence. The only thing he enjoys more than plotting to subvert his leaders, is killing Jedi. He never gains the same satisfaction out of obliterating non-Force users. There is simply something about watching someone lose control of themselves and the Force and succumbing to the Dark side - or even better: fading into the ether like the disgusting hopeful being they are. He is a connoisseur of wine, and enjoys all the finer things life has to offer a man of his background.
BIOGRAPHY:
Fred'erick Marcuse-Skree was born to the upper echelon of Sith nobility, the House of Marcuse-Skree, a small, but wealthy family on the planet of Korriban. From a young age, Fred'erick was groomed to be a savage, but elegant, individual. His father, Davrik Marcuse-Skree, was a bitter, foul, and malevolent man who only kept his son around in the hopes of having a full-time, unyielding bodyguard, and obviously a family member would do the trick. Well, things didn't go exactly as planned. Davrik beat his son repeatedly for the most minor of offenses - laughing inappropriately during gatherings, looking happy, enjoying things other than the Sith ways. His father was cruel, and ultimately, would make his own son crueler.
At age 12, he slit his father's throat while he slept, and then eviscerated the corpse continually until the bedroom was nothing but covered in blood. The death of his father was not a complete shock, as many knew his son would destroy him one day. All the assets, slaves, and whatnot became the property of Fred'erick. This gained the attention of the Brotherhood - and from there he has been with them ever since, learning the ways of the Dark side, and being trained to kill, kill, and kill again.
But how could a young upstart maintain control of his estate, and the title of Lord-Patrician of the House of Marcuse-Skree? Well... killing his father was obviously the easy part - thanks in part to the efforts of his father's personal slave, Morthan. Morthan, much like Fred'erick, received horrible punishments for seemingly innocuous transgressions (and simple actions). The two were locked in the attic of the summer home together one month; they both received whippings regularly; and they even attempted to escape together one evening. Through these shared experiences, they grew close - one of the few friendships that Fred'erick ever had....
However, the lack of (expected) respect from his handlers and fellow Brotherhood members led him to loathe and despise most everyone he had to deal with. He deserved respect, for he was nobility. He was the head of (an admittedly small) noble family, ought that grant him rights above those of half-breed dogs and mongrel rejections? His masters may have internally agreed, but they seemed to pay him no mind. He was their servant, their soldier, their weapon.
He worked on the front lines for some time, slaughtering all that approached him - but he was not invincible. One such incident left him unconscious for days and unable to move his left arm. He wasn't weak! HE COULD NOT BE TAKEN BY SCUM! The younger Fred'erick thought this anyway. He would learn to not misjudge his enemies, be they in the Brotherhood or the Jedi (or even from elsewhere). His fellows in the Brotherhood saw him as a fool who knew not when he was nothing. But some saw something else within him. The anger, the pride, the hatred, and the disdain for his enemies. It was something that could be controlled. And control they did - twisting Fred'erick into the man he is today - a cruel, unrelenting, ambitious harbinger of death.
What nobody predicted was Fred'erick's aim for the top - he would be Darth, he would gain the respect he deserved and the glory that had eluded him...
SKILLS:
Fred'erick prefers brute force over speed - a juggernaut if such a thing ever existed. He is unrelenting, aggressive, and chaotic in battle - never giving an inch. In terms of lightsaber combat, he utilizes Form II and Form VII - going from precision and balanced fighting to the brutish and aggressive style he is most known for during battle. This can be trouble when confronted with faster and more agile opponents.
While he has no need to speak other languages, for all other non-Sith will be obliterated in the future, he is multilingual, able to speak Basic, Sith, Huttese, and several other languages. He is not a terrible pilot, as he can fly his own small fighter when the need arises - but prefers to be flown by his servants or by underlings. He has no medical skills to speak of, often expecting others to aid him in times when he is injured. If they don't he'll kill them or, at least, attempt to.
One of his greatest skills is to utilize the Force in order to make his opponents relive their worst memories. This ability, while effective, has been blocked by more powerful opponents. In addition, he is capable of most other standard Dark side techniques. In addition to this, he employs force scream and force telemetry (when on missions). Barriers are another great asset of his, and are probably his most powerful skills. However, as he prefers to use brute force, he sometimes can be blindsided by other Force users, as he is so focused on bludgeoning his opponent to death.
He is incredibly strong, but can be felled by quicker opponents if they can get through his barriers and avoid direct hits. Again, not a very dexterous or agile individual, but he makes up for this with brute force. Charismatic is one word to describe him, though manipulative is probably better. He is gregarious and talkative, and enjoys taunting his opponents - sometimes to great effect. Multiple opponents are not a strong point of his - two or more opponents, generally other Force users, are known to cause him some trouble, as his focus goes in to direct attacks on one opponent at a single time. Again, lacking in speed and agility has been known to hurt him when he most needs to succeed.
GEAR:
- Fred'erick's Armor (thank you @Dark child for finding this), is composed of high carbon dura-steel, and is coated in Scatterweave. It has the same damage resistance as MK-5 Inquisition Armor
- Black Sith cloak and hood
- CZ-ESO1 (Personal ship)
- Single Blade Lightsaber (Red crystal)
- AS-22 Venom Grenades x 5
ROLE-PLAYS:
Titles, links, and whatnot for threads you've participated in can go here.
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