Vo Oderyn

[Vo Oderyn]

VO ODERYN






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Name: Vo Oderyn
Species: Human
Age: 28
Gender: male
Height: 6"3
Weight: 198 lbs.
Eye Color: Onyx
Hair Color: Light Brown
Skin Color: Caucasion
Skin tone: Tan
Tattoos: Symbol of the Mandalorians on his right shoulder.
Scars: A few here and there from prior engagements. Only noticeable upon close inspection.
Dress Code: A brown cloak, a black kimono, and hakama. Under the kimono Vo wears a white gi. Black boots.
Weapons: Two twin double-bladed lightsabers (blue) and a single hilt lightsaber (green)

Personality: Vo is a bit of more laid back than some of the Jedi Masters, still showing a boyish side. If you get to know him however it will become immediatly

Force Sesitive: Yes
Force Powers:
8 Advanced
Destroy Droid
Precognition
Deflection
Mind Trick
Breath control
Force Wave
Master Speed
Destroy Droid

3 Council/Lord
Saber Control
Force Regeneration
Reprogram

Lightsaber Form: Two twin double-bladed lightsabers (blue) and a single hilt lightsaber (green)

Sword Form: Vo uses a self taught lightsaber style that is a hybrid of most of the existing lightsaber forms called Mishiryaiba. This requires him to carry two double-bladed lightsabers which gives him the ability to switch from single hilt combat to dual wielding to double-bladed at his leisure. His moves can unpredictable at times to the point that he is almost winging it. He must refer to set moves and block in tight situations though. This unpredictability comes from the ease of which he can change his styles and making some moves transfer seamlessly into the next so in the middle of a double-bladed combo Vo would be able to switch to a dual wielding move.

Vo has also mastered using two double-bladed lightsabers at once, called Exsanagi. This requires him to constantly tell the blades positions and use it to turn off the blades if they are to come in contact with his body. He will usually go for acrobatic moves that leave hima tad exposed to blaster fire so he only uses this fighting style against other Force users.

There are two different schools in the Mishiryaiba style. Hitoyaiba deals with the use of one blade gripped with two hands and is broken up into two specific styles called Lycoenix and Soveutch. Maryaiba is for when holding a weapon in each hand and its sub-styles are Spartui and Exsanagi

Hitoyaiba
Lycoenix- Single hilt blade
Soveutch- Double-bladed

Maryaiba
Sparturai- Dual wielding
Exsanagi- Dual Double-blades

Traditionally when teaching the combat styles to a student for the first time you would refer to each style with the name of its school in front. Hitoyaiba Soveutch or Maryaiba Spartuai. These however are just traditions that have been upheld by the instructors for generations and of course have no effect on how well the student learns this. When a student has learned all four schools of Mishiryaiba he or she is given the title of kunmishir. Vo is indeed one of the first recorded users of this fighting style and has formed many of the traditions that make up the style and happily holds the title of "The first Kunmishir".


Faction: Jedi Order
Rank: Jedi Council/Weapon Master

Skills:
Vo is a great technician and can assemble and disassemble most objects within fifteen minutes.

Strengths & Weaknesses:
Vo is an expert swordsman, an above average medic, and a superb pilot.

Vo isn't to great at flying but gets done what he needs to.


Likes & Dislikes: To take apart things, a good game of pazaak, and a nice long nap perferably with a lady by his side.


Ship: Vindicator III
Type: Cruiser
Weapons: Three blaster turrets (two automated one controlled) and a missile pod holding five rockets

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History:
Vo Oderyn would have been nothing more than a street urchin if it weren't for his grandfather and some helpful guidance from the Force. He grew up seeing two sides of the world and on Nar Shaddaa the darker side was a giant factor in his life. Vo lived with his Father, Mother, and aslo his Grandfather. Vo's father was a garage mechanic and at one time a soldier, most of his income came from stealing, lying, and sabotaging his competition. He gave Vo great knowledge of machines, computers, and other alien species and their languages. His mother owned a ship yard that was home to some of the most worn down ships in the galaxy. But his mom could fly them through a minefield and not get scratched, Vo learned a great deal of his piloting and maintaining a ship from his mom. And Finally Vo's Grandfahter (mother's side and the Jedi in the family) was the becon of light. A former Jedi Master, he taught Vo how to fight and use blades and some limited control over the force.

Vo was orphaned at the young age of eleven when a drifter came calling one evening. He cornered and beat Vo's parents and shot his grandfather before he could help. He tied Vo to a chair and toyed with his parents and finally made Vo choose the order they died in. The drifter became angry with the eleven year old when he wasn't complying to his orders and knocked him out.

When Vo regaind consciousness his parents and his grandpa lay dead on the wall. Vo just simply walked over to there bodies went to his knees and cried. After several days of mourning Vo made up his mind to one day avenge his family and join the ranks of the order his grandfather had once belonged to. He took with him his mother's ship, the Vindicator II, his father's jacket, and a few things out of his grandfather's trunk including his lightsaber.

While on route to Coruscant, Vo was forced to abandon his ship due to damages it had recieved from an earlier battle. He gained another from of transportation on the freighter "Mawhammer" and aboard there he began putting his mechanical skills to work. He had no credits so he paid his way by working on engines and piloting the ship when he could. The fourth day of the trip the Mawhammer was attacked by pirate vessels and boarded. Vo picked up his grandfather's lightsaber and charged at the pirates. He was very unskilled and actually was shot a couple of time and taken down and brought back to the pirate ship "Rancor Poison"

Aboard the slave ship, Vo was hopeless. He had nothing really but the clothes on his back and his grandfather's lightsaber it was useless to him now. Aboard the Rancor Poison, Vo met up with a Wookie named Gworkoro who had a plan to escape the ship and needed his help. Vo quickly agreed and that night they escaped silently and took off aboard a stolen ship.

Vo quickly steered it towards Coruscant with Gworkoro at his side and in no time docked at the city-planet. They said there goodbyes and vowed to one day meet again and Vo had to coax him out of pledging a Wookie life-debt. He turned and looked upon the Jedi Temple. His new family awaited there.
Temple training wasn't easy. Beginning at his age wasn't an easy task as he crammed as much knowledge and time for study as he could. He immediatly impressed a Jedi Master named Greed'Khun Knox, a Kel'Dor Jedi Master, who saw great potential in Vo and immdiatltook him as a Padawan.
Vo and Knox hit it off from the beginning Vo's humorous nature and mechanical skill was the perfect match for Knox's brightside attitude and understanding of organic materials. They both were a succesful team and complemented eachothers attributes nicely. With many missions under their belt and many hard times passed they perpared for their final mission before Knox would make Vo a Jedi Knight.

They were to go to the planet Geonosis and settle the Geonosians disputes with a local business known simply as "Orion". The mission immdeiatly turned sour when Vo saw the leader of the company was the drifter who had killed his family, Venu Tryge. Vo's hatred clouded his judgement and almost cost him the mission. They had revealed that Underworld was slowly killing Geonosis's government economically. They replaced many Geonosian workers with machines and even began buying out any Geonosian owned factory. Vo and Knox cornered Venu in a droid facility and surprisingly Venu pulled out a lightsaber and used it with fluid skill. During the fight Knox was force pushed into a railing and fell off the platform only to land on a smaller one not too far down and was knocked out. Vo continued to fight with Venu, becoming more angry with every blow that failed to strike the darksider. Finally, one could only win the duel and Vo's left arm was severed. Venu, thinking he had won, started to walk away only to be force pushed by Vo and was hurled off of the platform plumetting to the deep abyss below.

Vo returned to Coruscant where he was made Jedi Knight and forged two new lightsabers. He adopted a new fierce fighting style that would have him use two double-bladed sabers in unison using the force to control the blades leangth and when it was necessary to turn off the blade completely. Vo also constructed a prosthetic arm and being the lover of mechanics, he stuffed it full of gadgets.

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Rp Sample:

It was a rather quiet night in town. The cantina was usuually in such an uproar that they had gotten complaints from the hotel down the block about the noise. They kept whining that the needed to wake up early tommorow and that they were a member of the city police force. That however wasn't the source of the quiet tonight. The air of this little tavern was different. People were hunched over their drinks as if someone were trying to steal it or if they were trying to get aquainted with the face staring back up at them if the liquid the was in the mug was reflective enough.

Eyes shifted constantly to the two figure at the bar. One was standing. He was dressed all in black and held some silver cyndrical object in his hand that gleamed in the small neon light given off by the sign of a dancing Twi'lek above the bar. The other man was sitting with his back facing towards the man in black. This man was draped in brown with his hood drawn up and over his head, the man in black had his hood down and was not ashamed in hiding his beautiful golden curls and boyish face. The scene was growing all the more uncomfortable with every passing second, the bar patrons did not dare whisper in fear of catching some vented retaliation.

"I asked a question."
"I didn't know you were looking for an answer."
"Do you have any idea who I am?"
"Two questions, eh? How 'bout you go out back, think of a few more, right them down, then come back here and we can have a test."
"My patience has its limits."
"As does your intelligence."
"Listen vagrant! I am a warrior of the Sith Empire. This thing in my hand is no toy. It is the weapon that will bring you to an early death if you do not cooperate!"

The man did not answer the Sith. This angered the Darksider to the point that that his hands were becoming pale from cut of circulation as he gripped the hilt of his saber tighter. The vain in his forhead throbbing, reacting to the stimulus of anger this pissant was emitting.

"I will give you three seconds to answer me!
"I will give you fifteen to leave and let me enjoy my night."
"That's IT!"

The crimson blade shot forth and was raised up. The man made no move to stop or move, the Sith reasond this to be that the scum was already tanked and probably had been thrown out of the competing cantina down the street after maybe consuming a little to much. This did not hinder the malicious intent of the lightsaber. It was half a foot from the fabric of the brown cloak when there was a sudden movement. The crimson blade was met with something equal in strength. This threw the Darksider off as he had not been expecting anything but another corpse that had had its life extinguished by his hand.

But in sheer defiance there was a blade of the same power as his, but it was a dark blue color. Its justice standing up to his tyranny. The Sith stood their, his mouth gaping. He had been so concerned with this unexpected event that he had not taken in any other factors. This man had moved at a near impossible speed to move, withdraw, and activate his saber. The fact that there was even an opposing saber here was astounding. The blue light that it gave off seemed to already be doing battle with the menacing red glow. This light also illuminated the man's face a little giving him an almost angelic yet horrifying gaze as the blue contrasted with his onyx eyes.

"Will you leave now?"
"DAMN YOU!"

The Sith's muscles tensed as he began to try and attack again but he could not counter the lightning fast movements of his opponent. In a heart beat the blue blade had moved to the other side of its red brother and knocked it aside. The unprepared hands of its wielder betrayed it by letting it go leaving him to fly off to the left and to leave his master open to attack. In the next heartbeat the chest of the Sith was impaled. He simply looked down at the hot blade, to shcoked to feel to much of the pain he should be.

"I will answer your first question.""What was that again?"

As the blood drained from his face the Sith was becoming delusional. No longer being able to focus on where he was or who he was, just on the fact that he was dying and that his last moments would be tormented with this large sense of not knowing.

"You asked me my name and who I was. Rather meanacingly I might add."
"Oh... I did, didn't I? Well what is it then?"
"I am Jedi Master Vo Oderyn. I hold a seat on the Jedi Council and I am the current Jedi Weapon Master. I am also of Mandalorian decent under the clan Oderyn."

If the man had been surprised befor he was now utterly dumbstruck. He passed in a large confusion, in the embrace of not knowing what was exactly going on. Such things could torment a soul for ages but not knowing the name of the man who slayed you was worse. At least this sinful man would die with at least some comfort.