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NAME: Alexandra Imura
ALIAS: Alex Imura
TITLES: The Huntress of Kro Var
HOMEWORLD: Kro Var
FACTIONS: Imura Family
RELATIONSHIPS:
[member="Nickolas Imura"] - Biologically: Mother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Daniel Imura"] - Biologically: Mother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Damien Imura"] - Biologically: Grandmother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Lexa Imura"] - Biologically: None, Socially: Cousin
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
FORCE RANK: Apprentice
FORCE ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil
SPECIES: Near Human
RACE: Human/Sithspawn
AGE: Physically: 29 Real: 2
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Unknown
HEIGHT: 5’6”
WEIGHT: 120lbs
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale
APPEARANCE:
If there is one word to describe Alexandra Imura, it’s this; lithe. Which is ironic, because she’s a sithspawn clone. Her long black hair falls to her shoulders, usually in some graceful fashion. Alex’s face is stern, but somehow beautiful and gentle. The rest of her body, that’s where being a Sithspawn can clearly be seen. Her teeth meet in jagged points, ready to rip flesh. Alex’s long slender fingers end in brutal black claws. Her body is entirely covered in intricate tattoos and scars of ancient Sith hieroglyphs. Some of them snake up onto her neck, but otherwise, there are no blemishes on the outside of her face. Alex has cold, calculating yellow eyes. Predatory eyes. A Force Sensitive being would certainly feel her. What they would feel would be, unnerving. At least to anyone who wasn’t comfortable being around a being of pure evil. Alex’s mind and body are twisted in such a way as to connect her with the darkside. This, too, is amplified by the natural talent Imuras seem to have for being, rude, so to speak.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+Highly Force Sensitive: Alexandra has a high Midichlorian count, giving her more strength when using the Force. It also means she’s more prone to visions into the future, and has a stronger presence in the Force.
+Sith Alchemy and Magic: Alexandra excels at the more ‘primitive’ aspects of the Force. She’s still new at the practice, but hopes only to progress in the art.
+Sithspawn: Alex is a twisted child of science, and the Force. Cloned by Kaminoans, and agmented via Sith Alchemy by a vicious Sith Lord, Alex has a deep connection to the Dark Side. Not only that, ber strength, and even intelligence are enhanced.
+/-Curious: Alex became curious as soon as she started learning more about her origins. It became amplified as she learned more and more. This helps her uncover hidden truths, but also can get her into trouble.
+/-Confident: Even though two years isn’t long for most, it’s Alex’s entire life, and she’s spent most of that time in dangerous situations. While the confidence from this might help in a fight, it could also get her killed.
-Technology: While Alex isn’t afraid of technology, she believes that she has evolved beyond it. This belief was even more enforced after learning her true heritage.
-Schizophrenic: Because Alex was born as an experiment, her mind is twisted, more so than her body. Once her creator realized her problem, he synthesized an injection that Alex must use on a regular basis to keep herself under control. Even then, she still is extremely apathetic and paranoid. If she does not regularly take the serum, or as the day goes on, she slowly loses control of her mind. This leads to hallucinations, and extremely twisted beliefs. These beliefs and hallucinations are still real to Alex, even if she gets back under control.
-Young: Alexandra is physically older than she is younger. While she can perform all the normal functions of an adult, her young mind has trouble processing them sometimes. This can be anything from reacting to an awkward social situation, or understanding who she is as a person.
BIOGRAPHY:
The Force is the basis of all life. More so for a small group of the galaxy’s population. Alexandra Imura is one of those. This is her story:
The Imuras have a long history on Kro Var. Conflict seems to always find them, yet they always return from the ashes even stronger than before. Decades ago, the mother and father of Nickolas Imura were brutally murdered. A Rogue Sithlord on Kro Var took this as a blessing. He, too, knew the Imuras always returned stronger, and now, he could have his own. The minute he heard of the slaugter, and he heard of it immediatly, he set out. The Sith knew his journey had to be a swift one, if he were to succeed. He came across the remains of the former Imuras, their bodies destroyed. As he gather up the remains of Nick’s mother, he knew that the Force wanted him to create the best Imura the galaxy had ever seen.
The Sith made haste to Kamino, not wanting the remains to decay beyond the point of cloning. Once on the stormy planet, he rushed to one of their cloning facilities. Thankfully, a deal had already been struck. One clone for a shipload of credits. But, it would be well worth both partys’ time. Even the master cloners had trouble extracting the DNA needed from Lady Imura’s remains, but after a few, ‘violent persuasions’ as he liked to call them, they succeeded. For a month, the Sith brooded on Kamino, waiting for his order. The wait was worth it. As he expected, they produced a quality product. Darth Temere finally had his very own Imura.
Temere brought the clone back to Kro Var, naming her Alexandra. Of course, he kept her in a medically induced coma for the entire trip. No need to wake her up, only to cause problems. The Darth had no experience with clones before, and had no idea how Alexandra would react once awakening. Would she even know how to walk? To talk? And certainly she wouldn’t allow herself to undergo the torment Temere had planned for her. That would be the worst part. Temere had returned to Kro Var. This time with a powerful new weapon. The Lord was an exile, and thus, lived alone. Which would be prefect for the coming ritual, as he would need all his concentration.
For days, he labored over her comatose body. Bending and shaping it with darkside magics. Slowly but surely, Alexandra was shaped into the monster Temere needed her to be. At last, Alex woke with a gasp. It was like suddenly being thrust into a pit of lava, for her. Her sleeping mind had felt the pain, and growth, but it seemed like a long ago dream. Her first real memory were the dim lights of candles, and the piercing yellow eyes of Darth Temere. She stood from the floor, testing her muscles. It was if she’d always been alive, but never been alive.
“Alexandra.” He murmured. Standing before him in ragged robes was his finest creation. Her muscles were toned, her eyes sharp and intelligent, he presence in the Force very noticeable. She was almost a child to him. More like a pet, however he still felt some odd need to love her. “Wh…” The girl responded, catching herself as she began to speak. Something new, as well. “Where….who am I…?” She paused, looking down at herself, and then across to Temere. She certainly didn’t look like him. Her body was covered in scars and marks, her fingers clawed. He had none of these features.
Thus, a new Imura was born. She spent the first two years of her life not knowing her last name, or her lineage. Alex was a simple puppet to Temere, roaming Kro Var and executing any enemies he had. The Lord, in return, gave her food, and a place to sleep. Most importantly, he gave her knowledge. Every day, the two would practice basic Force techniques, mostly Fire Shaping. They were on Kro Var, after all. She learned how to survive a planet separated from the rest of the galaxy. Seeing a spaceship, let alone a droid was a rare sight for her. But she felt confident she didn’t need them. Her aptitude would raze a path for her.
Then, everything changed. She had been searching around Temere’s living space, without him knowing of course. Having no memories of her past, Alex figured the Darth who’d awoken her would. What she discovered, however, were files on her. Data on the Imuras, Temere’s best attempts to follow them. The deal struck with the Kaminoans, a list of items needed for her creation. Most importantly, though, her heritage. Alexandra Imura. She knew they were who she belonged with, in that moment. Of course, Alex had heard of the family, but that was all. Never interacted, or even hunted one. Now, she knew why. The girl felt betrayed by Temere, and stole off in the middle of the night. Taking with her the clothes on her back, her medicine, and determination.
{Novice | Adept | Proficient | Skilled | Mastered}
FORCE POWERS:
Fire Shaping {Adept}
Telekinesis {Adept}
Sith Alchemy {Novice}
COMBAT SKILLS:
Unarmed {Proficient}
GEAR:
SHIP:
None.
KILLS:
None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
None yet.
ALIAS: Alex Imura
TITLES: The Huntress of Kro Var
HOMEWORLD: Kro Var
FACTIONS: Imura Family
RELATIONSHIPS:
[member="Nickolas Imura"] - Biologically: Mother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Daniel Imura"] - Biologically: Mother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Damien Imura"] - Biologically: Grandmother, Socially: Cousin
[member="Lexa Imura"] - Biologically: None, Socially: Cousin
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
FORCE RANK: Apprentice
FORCE ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil
SPECIES: Near Human
RACE: Human/Sithspawn
AGE: Physically: 29 Real: 2
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Unknown
HEIGHT: 5’6”
WEIGHT: 120lbs
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale
APPEARANCE:
If there is one word to describe Alexandra Imura, it’s this; lithe. Which is ironic, because she’s a sithspawn clone. Her long black hair falls to her shoulders, usually in some graceful fashion. Alex’s face is stern, but somehow beautiful and gentle. The rest of her body, that’s where being a Sithspawn can clearly be seen. Her teeth meet in jagged points, ready to rip flesh. Alex’s long slender fingers end in brutal black claws. Her body is entirely covered in intricate tattoos and scars of ancient Sith hieroglyphs. Some of them snake up onto her neck, but otherwise, there are no blemishes on the outside of her face. Alex has cold, calculating yellow eyes. Predatory eyes. A Force Sensitive being would certainly feel her. What they would feel would be, unnerving. At least to anyone who wasn’t comfortable being around a being of pure evil. Alex’s mind and body are twisted in such a way as to connect her with the darkside. This, too, is amplified by the natural talent Imuras seem to have for being, rude, so to speak.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+Highly Force Sensitive: Alexandra has a high Midichlorian count, giving her more strength when using the Force. It also means she’s more prone to visions into the future, and has a stronger presence in the Force.
+Sith Alchemy and Magic: Alexandra excels at the more ‘primitive’ aspects of the Force. She’s still new at the practice, but hopes only to progress in the art.
+Sithspawn: Alex is a twisted child of science, and the Force. Cloned by Kaminoans, and agmented via Sith Alchemy by a vicious Sith Lord, Alex has a deep connection to the Dark Side. Not only that, ber strength, and even intelligence are enhanced.
+/-Curious: Alex became curious as soon as she started learning more about her origins. It became amplified as she learned more and more. This helps her uncover hidden truths, but also can get her into trouble.
+/-Confident: Even though two years isn’t long for most, it’s Alex’s entire life, and she’s spent most of that time in dangerous situations. While the confidence from this might help in a fight, it could also get her killed.
-Technology: While Alex isn’t afraid of technology, she believes that she has evolved beyond it. This belief was even more enforced after learning her true heritage.
-Schizophrenic: Because Alex was born as an experiment, her mind is twisted, more so than her body. Once her creator realized her problem, he synthesized an injection that Alex must use on a regular basis to keep herself under control. Even then, she still is extremely apathetic and paranoid. If she does not regularly take the serum, or as the day goes on, she slowly loses control of her mind. This leads to hallucinations, and extremely twisted beliefs. These beliefs and hallucinations are still real to Alex, even if she gets back under control.
-Young: Alexandra is physically older than she is younger. While she can perform all the normal functions of an adult, her young mind has trouble processing them sometimes. This can be anything from reacting to an awkward social situation, or understanding who she is as a person.
BIOGRAPHY:
The Force is the basis of all life. More so for a small group of the galaxy’s population. Alexandra Imura is one of those. This is her story:
The Imuras have a long history on Kro Var. Conflict seems to always find them, yet they always return from the ashes even stronger than before. Decades ago, the mother and father of Nickolas Imura were brutally murdered. A Rogue Sithlord on Kro Var took this as a blessing. He, too, knew the Imuras always returned stronger, and now, he could have his own. The minute he heard of the slaugter, and he heard of it immediatly, he set out. The Sith knew his journey had to be a swift one, if he were to succeed. He came across the remains of the former Imuras, their bodies destroyed. As he gather up the remains of Nick’s mother, he knew that the Force wanted him to create the best Imura the galaxy had ever seen.
The Sith made haste to Kamino, not wanting the remains to decay beyond the point of cloning. Once on the stormy planet, he rushed to one of their cloning facilities. Thankfully, a deal had already been struck. One clone for a shipload of credits. But, it would be well worth both partys’ time. Even the master cloners had trouble extracting the DNA needed from Lady Imura’s remains, but after a few, ‘violent persuasions’ as he liked to call them, they succeeded. For a month, the Sith brooded on Kamino, waiting for his order. The wait was worth it. As he expected, they produced a quality product. Darth Temere finally had his very own Imura.
Temere brought the clone back to Kro Var, naming her Alexandra. Of course, he kept her in a medically induced coma for the entire trip. No need to wake her up, only to cause problems. The Darth had no experience with clones before, and had no idea how Alexandra would react once awakening. Would she even know how to walk? To talk? And certainly she wouldn’t allow herself to undergo the torment Temere had planned for her. That would be the worst part. Temere had returned to Kro Var. This time with a powerful new weapon. The Lord was an exile, and thus, lived alone. Which would be prefect for the coming ritual, as he would need all his concentration.
For days, he labored over her comatose body. Bending and shaping it with darkside magics. Slowly but surely, Alexandra was shaped into the monster Temere needed her to be. At last, Alex woke with a gasp. It was like suddenly being thrust into a pit of lava, for her. Her sleeping mind had felt the pain, and growth, but it seemed like a long ago dream. Her first real memory were the dim lights of candles, and the piercing yellow eyes of Darth Temere. She stood from the floor, testing her muscles. It was if she’d always been alive, but never been alive.
“Alexandra.” He murmured. Standing before him in ragged robes was his finest creation. Her muscles were toned, her eyes sharp and intelligent, he presence in the Force very noticeable. She was almost a child to him. More like a pet, however he still felt some odd need to love her. “Wh…” The girl responded, catching herself as she began to speak. Something new, as well. “Where….who am I…?” She paused, looking down at herself, and then across to Temere. She certainly didn’t look like him. Her body was covered in scars and marks, her fingers clawed. He had none of these features.
Thus, a new Imura was born. She spent the first two years of her life not knowing her last name, or her lineage. Alex was a simple puppet to Temere, roaming Kro Var and executing any enemies he had. The Lord, in return, gave her food, and a place to sleep. Most importantly, he gave her knowledge. Every day, the two would practice basic Force techniques, mostly Fire Shaping. They were on Kro Var, after all. She learned how to survive a planet separated from the rest of the galaxy. Seeing a spaceship, let alone a droid was a rare sight for her. But she felt confident she didn’t need them. Her aptitude would raze a path for her.
Then, everything changed. She had been searching around Temere’s living space, without him knowing of course. Having no memories of her past, Alex figured the Darth who’d awoken her would. What she discovered, however, were files on her. Data on the Imuras, Temere’s best attempts to follow them. The deal struck with the Kaminoans, a list of items needed for her creation. Most importantly, though, her heritage. Alexandra Imura. She knew they were who she belonged with, in that moment. Of course, Alex had heard of the family, but that was all. Never interacted, or even hunted one. Now, she knew why. The girl felt betrayed by Temere, and stole off in the middle of the night. Taking with her the clothes on her back, her medicine, and determination.
{Novice | Adept | Proficient | Skilled | Mastered}
FORCE POWERS:
Fire Shaping {Adept}
Telekinesis {Adept}
Sith Alchemy {Novice}
COMBAT SKILLS:
Unarmed {Proficient}
GEAR:
SHIP:
None.
KILLS:
None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
None yet.
Great character man!
