Blue Meanie
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Like most other Pantorans Oz has blue skin and yellow eyes. However, darkside corruption has added a more fiery hue to his eyes. Unlike many of his species he is lacking any markings or tattoos on his face to easily indicate his heritage. With his long black hair he could easily pass for Chiss with some sunglasses. Or without if someone is ignorant enough.
INVENTORY
Minstrel-Class Space Yacht - The Daydream
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Oz is a Sith with anger in abundance and plenty to spare. After centuries of torment now has interest in fueling his dark side exploits with other strong emotions and passions rather than anger and hatred. Such negativity has been done to death by him at this point. These days Oz laregly looks to satiate his desire for lofty decadence and luxury. Along with exploring hedonistic thrills and pleasure. Oz also experiences depersonalization rather often. A lingering effect of the mental scarring he’s acquired.
STRENGTHS (WIP)
Mind Games - Oz is extremely well adept at mind tricks, control, and illusions. For dealing with others who are mentally undisciplined or are just particularly susceptible, it comes off as second nature for Oz.
TRAIT (WIP)
Niman - The Moderation Form has started to become relied upon by Oz as a bit of a crutch. Although versatile and well-rounded. Oz largely uses Form VI because it's relatively "easy" and undemanding as well as fostering use of integrated telekinesis in saber combat.
WEAKNESSES (WIP)
Lousy Martial Artist - Oz has spent the majority of his life as little more than an angry vegetable and his body being in disuse. His physical skills and prowess have fallen horribly behind. Causing him to be rather avoidant of physical combat. When he does though he often resorts to trickery and underhanded tactics.
HISTORY
Oz was born on Pantora in 110 ABY. He hardly remembers anything about himself in the first 20 years of his life. It wasn’t until the year 130 ABY that he can begin to remember things much more clearly. Most of which being that he was a young Jedi then, but at some point had been captured by the Sith led Galactic Empire that arose at the time.
Things took a dire and unforeseen turn in the last year of The Empire. There was a project in the works. In theory it could ruthlessly expedite conditioning Force Sensitives into Sith Warriors. Which involved temporarily placing them into a sarlacc and made me suffer from it both physically and mentally. To test this theory they used Oz as a subject. Who was still devoted to the Jedi cause at the time.
After forcefully submerging Oz within a Sarlacc he was meant to be retrieved a year later to observe and test the effects it had on his soul. However in the time Darth Krayts Empire was demolished and information about the project he fell victim too died with it. His former Jedi companions believed he had perished in Sith custody.
For centuries Oz was being tortured and digested by the Sarlacc. In that time he had to either sink or swim, as to avoid losing himself entirely. He spent years honing his mental capabilities. Fighting against the Sarlaccs mental probing and instinctively learning Force Drain to regain his health and vitality from the Sarlacc. Passively he acquired new information whenever a other poor soul found itself a victim of the Sarlacc as well. Being brought into the horrific networked consciousness of the Sarlacc and it’s victims. Through which Oz could piece together information about the wider galaxy like a puzzle. Delving into the minds of others to understand what was happening elsewhere.
His own rage and hatred fermenting for centuries as he slowly watched time forget him and even the planet he was stranded on. He’d almost lost hope. But by some act of cosmic intervention there was finally an answer to his prayers. In the form of a natural disaster. A volcanic eruption that shook the very foundation of the plant’s crust. The disaster severely wounded and eventually killed the sarlacc. Yet spared Oz, who was safe within one of its stomachs.
After some time simply resting within its corpse Oz forced himself out into an ashy wasteland. Born anew he could once again walk among the living in the galaxy. Although it was several centuries too late. The One Sith’s plan to break someone into the ideology through a Sarlacc had worked. In the belly of such a beast, Oz had been forged into a potent Dark Side adept.
Oz quickly got to work reinventing himself. The Sarlacc’s digestive enzymes had wrecked his body. With his newfound power he exhorted a team of talented arkanian geneticists to craft him a new body for him to live within. Completely ignorant to the ability of Essence Transfer he instead underwent the much more crude process of a brain transplant into his new clone body. From which he could be unleashed onto the galaxy. After enduring several lifetimes worth of misery he would choose to seek out an existence of selfish, irresponsible decadence and hedonistic joy for himself. To hell with the Sith traditions of brooding and Seething!