RP Character: Oona'rha's profile and storyName: Oona'rhaRP Character: Oona'rha's profile and story by MidnightRoses888
Race: Tolian (Gold) & Tyrian (Lavender) - one is colour dye and one is the true skintone
Body Type: Slim
Home World: Ryloth
Personality: gentle, brave in closed spaces, vain, studious and peaceful
Occupation: Jedi Padawan
Weapon: Powder Purple lightsaber
Wardrobe: A white body-suit with short sleeves (like a summer's day t-shirt) with a corset like twi'lek flesh-wrap but a very little showing flesh one in the middle of her body which starts from her neck (giving her a high neck collar) to her above hip area and then from there she wears cropped trousers/pants which go just passed her knees and on her feet she wears long boots.
Headgear: She wears a matching white headdress which looks like a Lekku-wrap and a Grand Head Piece. She wears a leather headband around her head and ears like a lekku-wrap. Like a grand head piece she has four
RP Character: Ka'sar's Story and ProfileStage Name: Ka'sarRP Character: Ka'sar's Story and Profile by MidnightRoses888
Real name: Kinsa Shala
Race: Tyrian Twi'lek (Lilac)
Body Type: Slim
Personality: Sweet, determined, lack of self-confidence which she grows out of as she goes through her journey, clever
Home world: Coruscant
Occupation: Dancer (Famous Ballerina)
Ka'sar grew up as the youngest of eight siblings. They lived on Coruscant in the upper level. Although they were aristocrats, they still faced racism, sexism and discrimination from both their own species and different kinds of aliens - simply because they were Twi'leks.
She grew up with eight strong role models who left their studies to take on the entertainment and music industry by storm. Each were successful but they didn't escape the prejudice and they conformed to the rules. From a young age, she wanted to follow in their footsteps.
Her parents from previous experience forbid her. As she got older
Songs of Kira Kindala: Part 5Song of the SoulSongs of Kira Kindala: Part 5 by MidnightRoses888
Many years had gone by
Through seasons and harvest
We had ten lovely children
The youngest, Kayla
She is so precious
As a young gelfling
I was kind but cautious
I didn't know how to read
Writing and funny marks
I had learnt so much
Come so far
I had grown old and had wrinkles
But I still had plenty of charm
I walked out the village
With knowledge and peace
Travelled to old village
Then to the gelfling ruins
I travelled back towards the village
But stopped looking to the north
It had been 342 years to this day
Since my essence had been taken
Was I brave enough to go back?
To get a little closure
I wanted to go quickly
And return just as fast
I hoped my younger self
Inside of me, would let go
And forgive the past
The castle was beautiful
Clear and white
Dazzling on the outside
Quiet from within
I decided not to enter
Not to relive my torture
So I lay on the grass
Admired the beauty
The castle exterior
Songs of Kira Kindala: Part 4Song of the HeartSongs of Kira Kindala: Part 4 by MidnightRoses888
I remember running outside
Feeling the soft grass under my feet
Flowers shimmered in sunlight
Everything peaceful again
We were free
Still our overwhelming quest
Left emotional scars on me
I wasn't sure what I craved
But I knew I couldn't stay
The castle was a nightmare
I needed to get away
I talked to the flowers
Collected a bouquet
Returned to Jen
Urged him to come with me
Hand in hand we left together
We took the route on foot
The views were breathtaking
We stopped beside a river
The food that Jen found
It tasted good
We lay on the grass
Watched the sun go down
We shared a kiss
We snuggled in each others arms
I woke up to find Jen gone
I stood up cautiously
Where could he have gone?
I became afraid
Afraid we had been lied to
I checked the sky for crystal bats
I hoped he was safe
But feared one of us would be attacked soon
I heard a rustle in bushes
A podling popped out
It was my little mother Yrda
She had moved villages
Since the garthim had attacked
It was a lovel
Let's Make It WorthySkekFer had seen red.
For a moment, her skills failed at her and she saw the bath made of blood, poured venom on the glistening marble floor, the soaking walls, screaming to her...
That made her stop, her black robes, drenched in red liquid, floated heavily around her ankles, her tail, dipped in the blood, lashed furiously, in dismay...
Then the scream...
No... roar, loud roar of fury, of despair, of final end.
She closed the eyes for mere half of the second and she reminded the time spent together, the hours of bliss, pleasure and soft caresses... of beauty and triple sun rising above their heads, like created only for them.
But that has ended when they were denounced.
She didn't know who did that, she now didn't care. All she cared now was to run to SkekKel, who fought like a hound of the abyss. Bleeding. Cursing and bleeding, again and again and again.
She changed her robes for black ones that day, to run with him, to plant another story, to make the dream to be kept ali
RARE MOMENTS OF EASEChamberlain SkekSil was in a strange and thougtful mood that day.
Redrawn within his own ponderings, he turned to the Illustrator who was portraying him at the time, sitting in a small stool on a corner of his chamber, as she traced his frowning face with deft strokes of a coal strip, slowly recreating his image on a piece of parchment.
-" Hmmmmm...Illustrator...tell me..do you believe the Emperor will finally design me as his succesor, one of these days?..."-
The sudden question SkekSil had made took SkekLa by surprise. Not because of the question itself, but because her Fellow's voice had been loud and rasping enough as to break the silence in a very abrupt manner.
-" Brother mine"- She said, rising her eyes from the picture she was drawing to now look at him -" I believe that many things about you might remind His Lordship of himself...from your arrogant temerity to your insatiable ambition...yet..."-
-" Hmmm?...Yet?...YET, what?.."-
-" Yet, you do not have the millitary exper