Vineech
Member
"A Fair Game? I know not the meaning behind it.."
[ - Apprentice Of Nick Imura - ]
[ NAME ]
Vineech Alo'sis
[ AGE ]
18
[ SEX ]
Female
[ FACTION ]
The Sith
[ RANK ]
Apprentice / Assassin
[ SPECIES ]
Human
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[ HEIGHT ]
5'10"
[ WEIGHT ]
146 Lbs
[ EYE COLOR ]
Sickly Yellow
[ HAIR-STYLE ]
Half Shaved, Half Black & Red
[ SKIN ]
Healthy, Radiant yet..rather Pale
[ FORCE SENSITIVE ]
Yes, the force is strong within this one..
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[ WEAKNESS ]
- Children: She is shockingly affectionate when it comes to babies and the youth.
- Clouded Thoughts: Her indecisive mind is often clouded with unnecessary and troublesome thoughts
[ STRENGTHS ]
- Lustful: Her dialect, demeanor and combat style is driven by her thirst for dominance..
- Talented Lightsaber User: Her combat style is elegant, swift yet aggressive with taunting used as a secretive weapon.
- Determination: She never allows the word 'no' to kill her drive to complete whatever it is unlucky enough to meet her checklist.
[ APPEARANCE ]
Vineech, a slightly toned and defined female standing at the height of 5'10". Her hair knows a hue of black, cut short with the locks beside her face allowed to grow slightly more than the others. Physical growth? Well..Vineech despite not being the most curvaceous of females, is matched with a slender body that only tight suits and dresses can reveal appropriately. Her lips are naturally dark, full and purse by nature. Along the span of her arms lie insignificant tattoo's that swerve and contort in ancestral natures. Her skin as mentioned before is rather pale, radiant and healthy. Powerful legs her best feature, they seemingly glow under the correct lighting and her main source of attraction. This is all worth noting, thus far..
[ BACK-STORY ]
"Subjective Submissions, Lustful Fuels.."
A tear drop would trickle from the child's eye, the sight of her mother fading as a cloaked figure of whom was associated with the Sith took her away. It would seem the child was another one of the unfortunate, acknowledged as force sensitive and forced to submit to a life of darkness that she would soon no longer detest, but embrace. By the age of 8, she had become accustomed to the life of a Sith. Within such a temple, the 'fellow' trainees were seen as nothing more than competition, a stepping stone for her own ascension. It wasn't uncommon for those she found herself acquainted with to be murdered or found missing, forcing her to cope with 'loss' at an early age and further push her towards becoming stronger. One day, within the secretive chambers of the Sith Temple, Vineech could be seen with her body pressed against another's, her breath heavy and training lightsaber forced within the now lifeless corpse. In such a moment, her blood began to boil! The dominance she obtained from forcing the boy into submission pushed her further than ever before, springing forth the realization that LUST would be her true fuel in life. Yes, even at young ages the child was known for handling 'business' when necessary. Whether for lust, or simply for the sport.
"Idealistic Ascension, One Assassination At A Time.."
Recognized for her well attuned capabilities in the art of stealth at a young age, she was assigned targets to eradicate in the name of aiding the Empire. "Call it whatever you will." In her mind, becoming an assassination simply supplied her more targets to base her growth off of as a Sith and well--as an upcoming women. Returning from a successful mission one day, she found herself bumping into a Sith of which no one with all screws would dare cross. Her cloaking was elegant, queen-like almost. "You dare touch me..?" The woman questioned, effortlessly lifting Vineech within the air through telekinetic means and throttling her very existence. In such a moment, she could only clinch her hands around her throat in an attempt to breathe. However, she captured the sight of the more dominant women putting a pawn into her place and from such, a smile appeared. She yearned for this power, the power to RULE above others--yes--surely this would mean that no one would ever be able to alter her course of life so suddenly again. Upon being released, she dropped to the ground and regained her breath before apologizing and carry on with her day. Having grown quite drastically from when first entering the temple, she revered herself as 'stronger' yet still 'weak'. The idea of serving under a Sith Lord to learn from he or she made her gag, submission was the last thing she wished to perform--again. For now, she would continue about her days as a developing Assassin and Sith.
"She is..Vineech Alo'sis!"
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[ KILLS ]
None have yet to have the honor..
[ CURRENT ROLEPLAY ]
You Ready For Round Two?
[ LIGHTSABERS ]
Dual Lightsaber [ x2- Red Crystal ]
