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Name: Rogoma Wadika
Eyes: Brownish/Green
Height: 6'2
Weight: 204 lbs.
Hair: short spiked fauxhawk, brown with a little bit of blonde
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Skin: White with a tannish glow
Credits: 1,000
Scars: A long slash right to left from his shoulder blade to his lower backbone
Faction: Sith
Rank: Sith Acolyte
Force Sensitive: Yes
STRENGTH: He is moderately muscled from mining Dolovite all his life.
DEXTERITY: SInce he isn't heavily bulked, he is very cardiovascular and can dodge, jump, run, and evade with ease
CONSTITUTION: He is moderately healthy for a 17 year old human but he does have a bad habit of eating junk food
INTELLIGENCE: Since he dropped out of school at 16, he has a good understanding of basic learning but doesn't have full understanding of a full graduate.
WISDOM: He is good at strategizing, and coming up with plans on the fly, and is very focus orientated on his goals and will achieve victory no matter the cost.
CHARISMA: He is slightly socially awkward but will converse freely with other people, he charms people with his handsome features and deep voice.
FORCE POWERS: sense people's emotions
SKILLS: Highly trained in mining and demolitions, good at fist-fights, has free running skills, knows how to smack talk, has overall body strength
LIGHTSABER FORMS: none yet
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES: Rogoma is strong in the force, but for now he can only pick up on people's emotions, he can evade and run with great ease, and knows how to get out of tight situations. He is weakened by the fear of failing, falling, and climbing to extreme heights
GEAR: As of right now he has some brown leather trousers, a silk-woven tight shirt, a black vest over the tight shirt, a golden ring with a ruby in it with the words "Passion is key" and a long black robe to appear menacing to anybody who got in his way.
SHIP: none yet
DROIDS: none yet
PETS: none
PERSONALITY: At first Rogoma was an obedient young boy who did as he was told, but he soon was picked on by the other miners who were bigger than him. He changed and adapted to the cold and unforgiving miners, usually starting brawls with whoever challenged him. He didn't like the new change at first, but then he realized the hate and anger made the torture go away and all he could think about was getting his revenge on the miners. He is very open-minded but is quick to anger, even without good reason. He happily accepts kindness but does not show it. He will tolerate things until they get pushed too far, and above all if anyone says he CANT'T do something he will prove them wrong.
BIOGRAPHY: Rogoma Wadika was born in Fralideja on the planet Mustafar. He was born into a family of high class peasants, in which their income consisted of credits from hard labor and back breaking work. His family consisted of his mother, father, and older sister. All of his family worked the mines as was expected of peasants like them. Rogoma was sectioned off with the minors group, which usually got increased water and food sanctions because of their growth and lack of maturity.
His first ten years in life went well and he was the nicest boy of his group since his mother and father expected that from their children. Then one day the other boys of his group were snickering and teasing Rogoma saying things like "Look at the momma's boy! He's momma's perfect little angel. I bet he can't even fight with those weak arms!". At first he ignored the taunts, focusing on all the ways to handle situations like these that his mom and dad told him about. But after a week he had had enough of their teasing. When he was mining in a Dolovite vein, one of the boys had spit on his face saying "What'cha gonna do about me spitting on your face?" About to burst into tears, Rogoma said nothing. "That's what I thought, you no good piece of bantha crap!" Rogoma didn't understand why the boys were being almost torturous to him, had he made them mad? Had he provoked them in any way? No he hadn't and they just wanted someone to pick on. Someone to punish when their fathers came home drunk from the local cantina, beating the sense out of their kid. Well that was the only answer he had for their actions. Once he went away, Rogoma burst into tears and ran to one of the guards blocking the exit and entrance from the mining area. "Sir! Sir! Someone spat in my face! The boys keep on picking on me and it's not a joke! You need to stop them sir! I've had enough, you need to do something!" The guard didn't even seem to notice the poor mangy rat they called a kid. Even if he could do something about it he probably wouldn't, he figured the kid needed to grow up and get used to life in the galaxy.
And at that moment, realizing the guard would do nothing, he felt anger. No not anger, hate. Hate burnt up inside his body, swelling into a balloon of rage and total detestation of the guard before him. Before he knew it, he punched the guard as hard as he could right in the visor. The glass-like substance broke and punctured through his eyeballs. The guard on the left was watching the whole seen unfold, and right as the kid punched his visor he used the butt of his rifle and knocked him out cold.
Six years in the future..... Rogoma wasn't taking interest in his studies anymore, he was failing almost every class, and instead diverted his full attention to aerobics, acrobatics, and fighting. When his sister died of an accidental explosion in the mines, his personality had totally gone the other way of how he was raised up to be. He was quiet, quick to anger, and barely loved his parents for the way they felt he was a disgrace to the Wadika family. Ever since the outrage of hate six years ago, he learned to manipulate this hate and use it to his advantage. And to call upon it when necessary to fight. He was even developing abilities, he didn't know why or how but he felt attracted to this "power". The boys in his group had stopped teasing him ever since that day, for they feared what happened to the guard might happen to them if they ever provoked him again.
Rogoma had finally made up his mind and decided to quit his studies in hopes for realizing his secret "powers" he had. His parents were appauled at his decision, as was expected of them, and kicked him out of the house telling them he couldn't live with them without finishing his education. So with 1,000 credits in his pocket he started his journey into finding out who he really was.
One year later...... Rogoma had learned a lot of things in the one year he left home. He learned that his "power" was actually channeled through a powerful living entity that bound the universe together called the force. He also learned his certain negative emotions were strongly used by a force using group called the Sith. He also learned some history of the Sith. When they were founded, when they were reconciled, when they were brought to glory through Darth Revan also when they were struck down but then lifted back up by Darth Bane. His knowledge was gathered from a variety of planets and he put his hopes in travelling to different planets through hitch hiking, intergalactic taxis, or intimidation if necessary. His current destination was the Sith inhabited planet of Korriban. He heard a lot of so called "facts" about this planet, but wanted to see if these were actaully true. And maybe, just maybe, become a follower of the dark side.....
KILLS: none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: none
DUELING RING MATCHES: none
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES: none
ROLE-PLAYS: The Beginning of The Journey
Eyes: Brownish/Green
Height: 6'2
Weight: 204 lbs.
Hair: short spiked fauxhawk, brown with a little bit of blonde
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Skin: White with a tannish glow
Credits: 1,000
Scars: A long slash right to left from his shoulder blade to his lower backbone
Faction: Sith
Rank: Sith Acolyte
Force Sensitive: Yes
STRENGTH: He is moderately muscled from mining Dolovite all his life.
DEXTERITY: SInce he isn't heavily bulked, he is very cardiovascular and can dodge, jump, run, and evade with ease
CONSTITUTION: He is moderately healthy for a 17 year old human but he does have a bad habit of eating junk food
INTELLIGENCE: Since he dropped out of school at 16, he has a good understanding of basic learning but doesn't have full understanding of a full graduate.
WISDOM: He is good at strategizing, and coming up with plans on the fly, and is very focus orientated on his goals and will achieve victory no matter the cost.
CHARISMA: He is slightly socially awkward but will converse freely with other people, he charms people with his handsome features and deep voice.
FORCE POWERS: sense people's emotions
SKILLS: Highly trained in mining and demolitions, good at fist-fights, has free running skills, knows how to smack talk, has overall body strength
LIGHTSABER FORMS: none yet
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES: Rogoma is strong in the force, but for now he can only pick up on people's emotions, he can evade and run with great ease, and knows how to get out of tight situations. He is weakened by the fear of failing, falling, and climbing to extreme heights
GEAR: As of right now he has some brown leather trousers, a silk-woven tight shirt, a black vest over the tight shirt, a golden ring with a ruby in it with the words "Passion is key" and a long black robe to appear menacing to anybody who got in his way.
SHIP: none yet
DROIDS: none yet
PETS: none
PERSONALITY: At first Rogoma was an obedient young boy who did as he was told, but he soon was picked on by the other miners who were bigger than him. He changed and adapted to the cold and unforgiving miners, usually starting brawls with whoever challenged him. He didn't like the new change at first, but then he realized the hate and anger made the torture go away and all he could think about was getting his revenge on the miners. He is very open-minded but is quick to anger, even without good reason. He happily accepts kindness but does not show it. He will tolerate things until they get pushed too far, and above all if anyone says he CANT'T do something he will prove them wrong.
BIOGRAPHY: Rogoma Wadika was born in Fralideja on the planet Mustafar. He was born into a family of high class peasants, in which their income consisted of credits from hard labor and back breaking work. His family consisted of his mother, father, and older sister. All of his family worked the mines as was expected of peasants like them. Rogoma was sectioned off with the minors group, which usually got increased water and food sanctions because of their growth and lack of maturity.
His first ten years in life went well and he was the nicest boy of his group since his mother and father expected that from their children. Then one day the other boys of his group were snickering and teasing Rogoma saying things like "Look at the momma's boy! He's momma's perfect little angel. I bet he can't even fight with those weak arms!". At first he ignored the taunts, focusing on all the ways to handle situations like these that his mom and dad told him about. But after a week he had had enough of their teasing. When he was mining in a Dolovite vein, one of the boys had spit on his face saying "What'cha gonna do about me spitting on your face?" About to burst into tears, Rogoma said nothing. "That's what I thought, you no good piece of bantha crap!" Rogoma didn't understand why the boys were being almost torturous to him, had he made them mad? Had he provoked them in any way? No he hadn't and they just wanted someone to pick on. Someone to punish when their fathers came home drunk from the local cantina, beating the sense out of their kid. Well that was the only answer he had for their actions. Once he went away, Rogoma burst into tears and ran to one of the guards blocking the exit and entrance from the mining area. "Sir! Sir! Someone spat in my face! The boys keep on picking on me and it's not a joke! You need to stop them sir! I've had enough, you need to do something!" The guard didn't even seem to notice the poor mangy rat they called a kid. Even if he could do something about it he probably wouldn't, he figured the kid needed to grow up and get used to life in the galaxy.
And at that moment, realizing the guard would do nothing, he felt anger. No not anger, hate. Hate burnt up inside his body, swelling into a balloon of rage and total detestation of the guard before him. Before he knew it, he punched the guard as hard as he could right in the visor. The glass-like substance broke and punctured through his eyeballs. The guard on the left was watching the whole seen unfold, and right as the kid punched his visor he used the butt of his rifle and knocked him out cold.
Six years in the future..... Rogoma wasn't taking interest in his studies anymore, he was failing almost every class, and instead diverted his full attention to aerobics, acrobatics, and fighting. When his sister died of an accidental explosion in the mines, his personality had totally gone the other way of how he was raised up to be. He was quiet, quick to anger, and barely loved his parents for the way they felt he was a disgrace to the Wadika family. Ever since the outrage of hate six years ago, he learned to manipulate this hate and use it to his advantage. And to call upon it when necessary to fight. He was even developing abilities, he didn't know why or how but he felt attracted to this "power". The boys in his group had stopped teasing him ever since that day, for they feared what happened to the guard might happen to them if they ever provoked him again.
Rogoma had finally made up his mind and decided to quit his studies in hopes for realizing his secret "powers" he had. His parents were appauled at his decision, as was expected of them, and kicked him out of the house telling them he couldn't live with them without finishing his education. So with 1,000 credits in his pocket he started his journey into finding out who he really was.
One year later...... Rogoma had learned a lot of things in the one year he left home. He learned that his "power" was actually channeled through a powerful living entity that bound the universe together called the force. He also learned his certain negative emotions were strongly used by a force using group called the Sith. He also learned some history of the Sith. When they were founded, when they were reconciled, when they were brought to glory through Darth Revan also when they were struck down but then lifted back up by Darth Bane. His knowledge was gathered from a variety of planets and he put his hopes in travelling to different planets through hitch hiking, intergalactic taxis, or intimidation if necessary. His current destination was the Sith inhabited planet of Korriban. He heard a lot of so called "facts" about this planet, but wanted to see if these were actaully true. And maybe, just maybe, become a follower of the dark side.....
KILLS: none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: none
DUELING RING MATCHES: none
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES: none
ROLE-PLAYS: The Beginning of The Journey
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