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AGE 34
FACTION THE FULCRUM
HAIR BROWN/BLACK
EYES BROWN
HEIGHT 5'11"
WEIGHT 167lbs
SPECIES ECHANI/THYRSIAN
BLOOD TYPE AB-
IDENTIFYING MARKS BRAND ON INSIDE LEFT BICEP
CYBERNETICS NONE
ALLERGIES BULLSH*T
Jubei was found by the aging Jedi Master Sari Tuum as a newborn on planet Phu (or Ophuchi) in the arms of his mother and father who appeared to be murdered by the very criminal the Jedi Master had been perusing. The unlikely coupling of an Echani mother and Thyrsian father, lay dead while their baby boy cried out as if aware of what had happened to his parents. The Catharian Master took pity on the newborn and brought him to the Hidden Temple on Taivas to see how Force sensitive he was. The Council voted unanimously that the boy would be trained. Master Tuum named the child Jubei, translated "Luck" in Catharese.
Along With Jubei, Tuum brought with him one of the only accounts of Jedi studies on the martial art of Teräs Käsi: the Holocron of Doclad Janva. Considering the boy's lineage(Echani having natural hand-to-hand prowess and Thyrsians known to be masters of melee and CQC. Both said to be able to read body language so well they were able to foresee and opponents next move), Tuum thought Jubei would be the one to make the most of the holocron's contents and pass on it's studies into the future. Janva was also a seasoned practitioner of Niman as well as the duel-bladed styles of Jar'Kai, which he was in the process of combining with the Teräs Käsi form, a combat style that remained unnamed and unfinished before his death. It was Tuum's hope that the boy would someday finish what Doclad had started.
Shortly after beginning his training, Sari Tuum slowly died of natural causes, leaving the 7 year old Jubei emotionally compromised and inconsolable. Tuum's once padawan turned Jedi Master and Council member Razlyn Aae took it upon herself to continue Jubei's training in the Force and the ways of the Jedi.
Razlyn took Jubei on his first mission at the age of 12. The duo traveled to Phu, his birthworld, where she told the young padawan of how Tumm came to find him. After years of being in the dark, Jubei was saddened to learn the fate of his parents at the hands of the Sith assassin whom Tuum was pursuing, even worse was that he never got the chance to thank the old Master for saving his life. Razlyn assured the youngling that Sari held a prideful hope the Jubei would one day became a Jedi Master himself and help to reestablish the once great Jedi Order. With a tear in his eye for his parents and Master Tuum, he vowed to fulfill the destined path Tuum set him upon, and find out more about his parents.
During their visit to the planet, the two were confronted by a small group of people that Master Rae addressed as "The Sacred Band". Some heated words were exchanged before lightsabers were drawn. It all happened so quickly Jubei didn't have time to even process what he was seeing. In the end Master Aae had emerged victorious, although her life-sustaining cybernetic armor was damaged in the skirmish. Badly hurt, she took solace that Jubei was safe and gently praised him for his bravery, though he had done nothing.
On the return trip Master Aae's condition became exceedingly dire, Jubei did his best to help with what little knowledge he had of Force Healing but his complete lack of cybernetic knowledge combined with Razlyn's old age made the task utterly futile. With no more than 10 minutes left in their return , Master Razlyn Aae died in his arms.
The young Jubei was forced to deal with the death of yet another Master and grew conflicted about his own existence; if Tuum never saved him, Aae never would have gone to Phu and would still be alive, nightmares of self-doubt would plague him for years to come.
Despite the internal conflict, his resolve became as solid as durasteel and promised himself to never again be a helpless burden on the ones he held close. To this effect, Jubei endeavored to isolate himself by not befriending anyone so as to not suffer the pain of loss if another fell. The holocron that Master Tuum left with Jubei became his main course of study, with the healing arts a close second, rounded out with extensive studies in Physics and natural sciences.
Again he would return to his birth planet. Alone this time but now with purpose: Who were his parents. For two months he searched for clues, anything that could give him the slightest hint. He found nothing, absolutely nothing, as if they never existed. Anger and grief crept into his being, as if soaked in a deep sorrow he couldn't escape. Jubei realized he had no identity, the revelation was devastating. Suddenly nothing made sense. Why did he live? What was he supposed to do? How could he go on? What was the point of it all?
Depression drove him aimlessly until one morning he found himself waking towards the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes on. Little did he know, Phu's botanical forests were one of the planets hidden treasures, prized by painters, poets and all manner of philosophers for it's inspiring natural majesty. Jubei's attention had never been so focused, the Force rushed through him like a tsunami. The atmosphere seemed to breathe as he did. Each breath lifted the weight of guilt from his shoulders. Each breath liberated him from his tormented dreams. The Force extended beyond him and into the habitat, into the ground, the air, into the very environment that surrounded him. It all responded to him warmly, like seeing an old friend. They embraced each other whole. Lost in the spectacle, he remembered himself, and came to know that he had been here before.
He was born here!
For the next four months he immersed himself into the Force energies of Phu's botanical forests, learning first hand what he would later find out to be the Force ability Alter Environment, which would become his favorite and most proficient Force skill. Once he felt truly at ease with himself and accepted the tragedies of his life, he finally left Phu behind.
Jubei now 19 years in age was closer than ever to wielding near mastery of the well-rounded Form VI Niman, it's duel-wielding Jar'Kai extension and the lightning fast Teräs Käsi arts, and felt he had now finally finished Doclad Janva's studies. He successfully combined these arts into an all-new unique fighting style he dubbed "Twin Fangs of the Steel Rancor", or "Käsi'Kai". Käsi'Kai focuses heavily on offense, utilizing precise punches meant to dizzy and hammering kicks meant to unbalance. Though somewhat light-handed at first glance, the main emphasis is on dealing killing blows directing following a kick or punch, usually several killing blows in quick succession, rather than incapacitating or disabling the opponent. Much of the style's technique relies on seamlessly switching between multiple weapons, from full length lightsabers to shortsabers, swords to knives, fists to feet and elbows to knees to keep opponents stumbling, confused and inflexible. This lead him to dawn an array of weapons, including multiple lightsabers. Käsi'Kia is the embodiment of "Overwhelming Force", constraining opponents into a constant state of defense, robbing any possibility of attack.
Jubei preferred the weight of a sword over the weightlessness of a Lightsaber blade, though the resources to forge them were in somewhat limited supply. He took it upon himself to learn both old and new ways of swordsmithing so as to create a blade perfect for his strengths and Kasi'Kai style. During his searches he came across a technique neither he nor anyone he asked knew of: Monomolecular(meaning 1 atom thick. This WILL NOT be used for RP, it's for story only) technology. Now having practiced extensively in sworsmithing, he decided it was time to incorporate this monomolecular technique. Try after try he failed, but perseverance prevailed. He found that a balanced combination of Quadanium with a small fraction of Cortosis would make an incredibly strong blade that could hold a monomolecular edge without danger of severe metal fatigue. He would use this smithing technique to great advantage, and after nearly a year of perfecting the craft, created a set of Katana and Wakizashi that he would use as his main weapons. He found that the atom-thick edge was a far more precise cut than the blunt superheat of a lightsaber, and was quite resistant against lightsabers just as well. The only drawback was the magnetized sheaths the swords would need to be housed in to prevent the edges of the two blades from cutting right through them, and him: over time the magnetism would disorganize the atoms and dull the blade. A small price to pay for a sword sharper than a laser.
Jubei, in his smithing hysteria, went a step further and made a twin-bladed version, the massive 4foot Souba. Wild and unruly, this blade actually scares him.
These fanatical endeavors caught the eyes of many, earning him the nickname of The Swordmaster.
The Chiss Ascendancy saw larger expansions than ever before, and because the Ascendancy was so far removed, they remained mostly unaffected by the war. Negotiations with Jedi and their allies were suddenly being accepted, and as such, Jubei was one of three Jedi chosen for the task. Initially he couldn't fathom the Council's reasoning for sending such an inexperienced Knight, he lacked any diplomatic finesse and, due to his self-imposed isolation, had little in the way of polite social skills to begin with. Jubei argued and questioned, but the Council denied his requests to be taken off the assignment.
Upon arriving on the Chiss homeworld, the Jedi trio was met by the concierge who just happened to be the most beautifully luminescent being in existence: Chafth'raw'nbintrano, A.K.A. Bindi. She was obscenely talented, charming, confident, and occasionally cocky. Young and somewhat impatient, she wanted to know everything about everything. Before he even knew it, Jubei had fallen deeply in love with her, and she him.
While talks ensued, Jubei found himself thinking only of her. He knew he was betraying himself, he knew that letting her into his life would only end in tragedy, whether hers or his. But this love was something he simply could not ignore. Jedi dogma be damned, life was meant to be lived! He and Bindi spent every moment they could together.
Twelve days on Csilla made him long for the mild temperatures on Phu. Perhaps he would go back there after all, Bindi would certainly enjoy the botanical forests. When the time came closer to leave the planet, and the lovebirds were planning their next meeting, the three Jedi received an addendum to their mission statement: Protect the Chiss Ambassador to Corellia, and Jubei was to be the first line of defense. Now the Council's decision to send him along made sense. The day of departure he was surprised to see who it was they would be protecting, it was her, it was Bindi.
Fortunately the voyage was uneventful, and the two were virtually inseparable during her stay in Coronet.
He had been on countless missions, fought more battles than any man should, seen lives lost in every way imaginable, heard the toughest of men weep. So much has changed since that day Razlyn died, that boy who couldn't move now can't stop moving. He'd become a thug for the Jedi Council, they knew what was in that holocron, they knew exactly what they were doing! A Force sensitive Echani/Thyrsian naturally fluent in the language of battle with complete mastery of blade and bone, used as a living scalpel to surgically cut out any unwanted blemish. Jubei's relation with the Jedi Council was already bent when they quietly denounced his life with Bindi so he would be more available to them, now it was broke. After leaving on bitter terms with what he saw to be an obviously corrupt Council, a jaded and disillusioned Jubei headed back home with his newly wedded wife Bindi.
An explosion rocked the old executive shuttle, the gaping hole in the hull spewed it's contents. Just beyond the upper layers of the planet's atmosphere, a last desperate gasp for air.
First cold, "Who did this?"
Then heat, "This can't be the end!"
Then black, "..Bindi.."
Then nothing.
(WiP)
WEAPONS
Quadanuim/Cortosis Wakizashi & Katana with Diamondfiber Zip-Line
Quadanuim/Cortosis Souba
Main Lightsaber, A.K.A. Silver Silence
(Silver Color Crystal, Silenced Blade, DNA Recognition Lockout, Force Activated Ignition)
Back-up Lightsaber
(Dark green color crystal, DNA Recognition Lockout, Variable Blade Length Settings)
Shortsaber
(Red Color Crystal, Trapped Handle)
Agrinium Throwing Knives (20)
5 strapped to each ankle and wrist)
SATCHEL ITEMS
Electronet Grenades (2)
Cryoban Grenades (2)
Taser Baton
Compact Rebreather
Stealth Field Generator
Enhanced Imagecaster
ARMOR
Hermetically Sealed Enviro-Armor
(Insulated skin tight body suit built to shield the wearer from harsh and extreme environments.
When sealed, body temperature control circuitry acts like a moderate Faraday Cage.
Head and hands exposed.
Facemask with Nano-filter, Rebreather and Aerosol Stimulants)
SIGNATURE ATTACK
Swordless Cut
Jubei's Nukitsuke (or Nukiuchi depending on who you ask) is much more than any typical Iaido, the motion of the blade is supersonic in nature, creating a sonic-vaccum shockwave that travels at the speed of sound. He can control this feat and amplify it's destructive potential via the Force to compress the shockwave laser-thin or expand it into a directional explosion. Mastery over this technique and almost zero need of Force energy to perform (only to manipulate by way of Alter Environment) makes this ability one of his most deadly.
PERSONALITY
"Honor is overrated."
Few friends would attest to his antisocial behavior. Proud to the point of near arrogance. Too smart for his own good. Talking with words always seem to be a waste of time, why talk when you can fight and truly know someone with out a single wasted breath. Loyalty is held in highest regard. Trust is earned the hard way. He will not suffer fools, for knowledge is the sign of a worthy friend, and foe. Experience has taught much, foremost is the fleeting nature of all things.
PHILOSOPHY
"The Cosmic Force, it is what drives Life to do what it does."
The Force is different to everyone, it is personalized, unique and ever-changing. You must be flexible, bend with it's ebbs and flows. There is no difference between a gentle stream and a raging torrent. Hard as stone and lighter than air. Light and Dark are a matter of perspective. Live now, tomorrow is no guarantee. Strike decisively, communicate your conviction and mean it with every muscle.
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AGE 34
FACTION THE FULCRUM
HAIR BROWN/BLACK
EYES BROWN
HEIGHT 5'11"
WEIGHT 167lbs
SPECIES ECHANI/THYRSIAN
BLOOD TYPE AB-
IDENTIFYING MARKS BRAND ON INSIDE LEFT BICEP
CYBERNETICS NONE
ALLERGIES BULLSH*T
Early Life
Along With Jubei, Tuum brought with him one of the only accounts of Jedi studies on the martial art of Teräs Käsi: the Holocron of Doclad Janva. Considering the boy's lineage(Echani having natural hand-to-hand prowess and Thyrsians known to be masters of melee and CQC. Both said to be able to read body language so well they were able to foresee and opponents next move), Tuum thought Jubei would be the one to make the most of the holocron's contents and pass on it's studies into the future. Janva was also a seasoned practitioner of Niman as well as the duel-bladed styles of Jar'Kai, which he was in the process of combining with the Teräs Käsi form, a combat style that remained unnamed and unfinished before his death. It was Tuum's hope that the boy would someday finish what Doclad had started.
Trauma
Isolation
During their visit to the planet, the two were confronted by a small group of people that Master Rae addressed as "The Sacred Band". Some heated words were exchanged before lightsabers were drawn. It all happened so quickly Jubei didn't have time to even process what he was seeing. In the end Master Aae had emerged victorious, although her life-sustaining cybernetic armor was damaged in the skirmish. Badly hurt, she took solace that Jubei was safe and gently praised him for his bravery, though he had done nothing.
On the return trip Master Aae's condition became exceedingly dire, Jubei did his best to help with what little knowledge he had of Force Healing but his complete lack of cybernetic knowledge combined with Razlyn's old age made the task utterly futile. With no more than 10 minutes left in their return , Master Razlyn Aae died in his arms.
The young Jubei was forced to deal with the death of yet another Master and grew conflicted about his own existence; if Tuum never saved him, Aae never would have gone to Phu and would still be alive, nightmares of self-doubt would plague him for years to come.
Despite the internal conflict, his resolve became as solid as durasteel and promised himself to never again be a helpless burden on the ones he held close. To this effect, Jubei endeavored to isolate himself by not befriending anyone so as to not suffer the pain of loss if another fell. The holocron that Master Tuum left with Jubei became his main course of study, with the healing arts a close second, rounded out with extensive studies in Physics and natural sciences.
Breathe It In
Depression drove him aimlessly until one morning he found himself waking towards the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes on. Little did he know, Phu's botanical forests were one of the planets hidden treasures, prized by painters, poets and all manner of philosophers for it's inspiring natural majesty. Jubei's attention had never been so focused, the Force rushed through him like a tsunami. The atmosphere seemed to breathe as he did. Each breath lifted the weight of guilt from his shoulders. Each breath liberated him from his tormented dreams. The Force extended beyond him and into the habitat, into the ground, the air, into the very environment that surrounded him. It all responded to him warmly, like seeing an old friend. They embraced each other whole. Lost in the spectacle, he remembered himself, and came to know that he had been here before.
He was born here!
For the next four months he immersed himself into the Force energies of Phu's botanical forests, learning first hand what he would later find out to be the Force ability Alter Environment, which would become his favorite and most proficient Force skill. Once he felt truly at ease with himself and accepted the tragedies of his life, he finally left Phu behind.
Käsi'Kai
The Swordmaster
Jubei, in his smithing hysteria, went a step further and made a twin-bladed version, the massive 4foot Souba. Wild and unruly, this blade actually scares him.
These fanatical endeavors caught the eyes of many, earning him the nickname of The Swordmaster.
Out of the Blue
Upon arriving on the Chiss homeworld, the Jedi trio was met by the concierge who just happened to be the most beautifully luminescent being in existence: Chafth'raw'nbintrano, A.K.A. Bindi. She was obscenely talented, charming, confident, and occasionally cocky. Young and somewhat impatient, she wanted to know everything about everything. Before he even knew it, Jubei had fallen deeply in love with her, and she him.
While talks ensued, Jubei found himself thinking only of her. He knew he was betraying himself, he knew that letting her into his life would only end in tragedy, whether hers or his. But this love was something he simply could not ignore. Jedi dogma be damned, life was meant to be lived! He and Bindi spent every moment they could together.
Twelve days on Csilla made him long for the mild temperatures on Phu. Perhaps he would go back there after all, Bindi would certainly enjoy the botanical forests. When the time came closer to leave the planet, and the lovebirds were planning their next meeting, the three Jedi received an addendum to their mission statement: Protect the Chiss Ambassador to Corellia, and Jubei was to be the first line of defense. Now the Council's decision to send him along made sense. The day of departure he was surprised to see who it was they would be protecting, it was her, it was Bindi.
Fortunately the voyage was uneventful, and the two were virtually inseparable during her stay in Coronet.
Into the Black
An explosion rocked the old executive shuttle, the gaping hole in the hull spewed it's contents. Just beyond the upper layers of the planet's atmosphere, a last desperate gasp for air.
First cold, "Who did this?"
Then heat, "This can't be the end!"
Then black, "..Bindi.."
Then nothing.
(WiP)
WEAPONS
Quadanuim/Cortosis Wakizashi & Katana with Diamondfiber Zip-Line
Quadanuim/Cortosis Souba
Main Lightsaber, A.K.A. Silver Silence
(Silver Color Crystal, Silenced Blade, DNA Recognition Lockout, Force Activated Ignition)
Back-up Lightsaber
(Dark green color crystal, DNA Recognition Lockout, Variable Blade Length Settings)
Shortsaber
(Red Color Crystal, Trapped Handle)
Agrinium Throwing Knives (20)
5 strapped to each ankle and wrist)
SATCHEL ITEMS
Electronet Grenades (2)
Cryoban Grenades (2)
Taser Baton
Compact Rebreather
Stealth Field Generator
Enhanced Imagecaster
ARMOR
Hermetically Sealed Enviro-Armor
(Insulated skin tight body suit built to shield the wearer from harsh and extreme environments.
When sealed, body temperature control circuitry acts like a moderate Faraday Cage.
Head and hands exposed.
Facemask with Nano-filter, Rebreather and Aerosol Stimulants)
SIGNATURE ATTACK
Swordless Cut
Jubei's Nukitsuke (or Nukiuchi depending on who you ask) is much more than any typical Iaido, the motion of the blade is supersonic in nature, creating a sonic-vaccum shockwave that travels at the speed of sound. He can control this feat and amplify it's destructive potential via the Force to compress the shockwave laser-thin or expand it into a directional explosion. Mastery over this technique and almost zero need of Force energy to perform (only to manipulate by way of Alter Environment) makes this ability one of his most deadly.
PERSONALITY
"Honor is overrated."
Few friends would attest to his antisocial behavior. Proud to the point of near arrogance. Too smart for his own good. Talking with words always seem to be a waste of time, why talk when you can fight and truly know someone with out a single wasted breath. Loyalty is held in highest regard. Trust is earned the hard way. He will not suffer fools, for knowledge is the sign of a worthy friend, and foe. Experience has taught much, foremost is the fleeting nature of all things.
PHILOSOPHY
"The Cosmic Force, it is what drives Life to do what it does."
The Force is different to everyone, it is personalized, unique and ever-changing. You must be flexible, bend with it's ebbs and flows. There is no difference between a gentle stream and a raging torrent. Hard as stone and lighter than air. Light and Dark are a matter of perspective. Live now, tomorrow is no guarantee. Strike decisively, communicate your conviction and mean it with every muscle.
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