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Kyiah Syxx

"I enjoy freedom and power"

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a character in “Star Wars: Remnants of the Republic”, as played by Gypsy123

Description

Name: Kyiah Syxx

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Age: 27
Race: Human
Height: 5,7
Weight: 160
Faction: Sith
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: Kyiah is slim but hard from packed muscle, she trains every day to keep fit and it shows. She has short medium length red hair and pale skin. Her eyes are classic yellowish green. Her face is always set in a permanent grimace that sticks out against her pale skin. Kyiah usually wears black armour and a cape. She walks with a very fluid grace, as if she practices the way she appears in front of others. She radiates a very evil and hateful aura towards everybody, except the Sith Lord who is the only person Kyiah respects other than herself. She comes off as utterly emotionless and her only instinct is to fight. All signs of emotion and empathy have been wiped from her brain.
Birth Place: Naboo
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Bio: Kyiah was born on Naboo. She was the only one out of three siblings that had the force. As soon as her powers developed her parents sent her to train with the Jedi. Although she was loyal and an excellent fighter, she had trouble keeping the peace with her impulsive nature and the other Jedi quickly learned to watch what they said around her. She had a bad habit of getting way to carried away with the fighting and it got to the point where she almost killed a Bounty Hunter that she was sent to arrest. Ever since then, Kyiah knew nobody trusted her very well and she always felt like an outsider. She did not talk unless spoken too and provoked. Her master always sensed something dark in side her and he decided he would test her to see how far this darkness would go. One day she was sent on a mission to fight the Sith with her master. Her master was killed and she almost killed the Sith from her anger. But he stopped her with promises of power and freedom. Kyiah always felt trapped with the rules of the Jedi code and the Dark Side was so tempting that she healed the Sith and fled with him. Kyiah became his apprentice. The Jedi found her Masters body the next day and they guessed what happened. Kyiah had turned to the dark side. For many years, nobody saw her or said her name, she basically didn't exist. Until now, the beast has awoken.
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Lightsaber: Single Blade
Crystal color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms: Shii-Cho (4) Ataru (2) Makashi (1)
Telepathic: 6
Telekinetic: 6
Body: 6
Sense: 7
Protection: 6
Healing: 3
Destruction: 8
Specialized Skills: Force Immunity, Mind Trick
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 5
Leadership: 8
Unarmed Combat: 6
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons: 2
I do not own any of these pictures.
A couple of pictures from when Kyiah was still a Jedi.
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So begins...

Kyiah Syxx's Story

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Kyiah was scouting the Upper City of Taris. She had been sent to check up on the Troopers and be sure that no possible threats were on to them. Not long ago she heard a rumor of Jedi sightings. Of course Kyiah highly doubted any of this but it was worth checking out nonetheless. She had stopped briefly at the cantina but didn't stay long, nobody knew anything of a possible Jedi there. She was just about to turn back when she heard someone yell, "He's a Jedi! Kill him!" instantly, Kyiah ran toward the sounds, unable to believe what she had just heard. A Jedi? that's impossible! she thought to herself. But it was proven once she reached the source of the commotion. Standing not far from her was a man, around her age who had a lightsaber shining from his hand. "Hold your fire!" Kyiah commanded harshly. She drew her lightsaber and walked up to the Jedi. Her yellow eyes glaring from mear slits. "So the rumors are true, there still Jedi around" she mumbled. It had been about eight years since she had left the Jedi and she barely recognized Jay, but she still knew who he was. He had been a padawan around the time she had been. She doubted he knew who she was though. "Drop your lightsaber, Jedi. You're in my territory" she told him with a firm yet calm voice.

She approached him slowly, drawing her own lightsaber ready to fight. Kyiah was a shorter girl, but she had a lot muscle packed in. Her bright red hair was tied in four braids, two at the front of her head and two in the back. "What exactly were you thinking? did you this this place was safe for Jedi or something? well you were wrong because first I am going arrest you, then torture you and then finally kill you" she said. Her face twisted in a cold grin. "Why don't you just kill him now?" the trooper asked. Kyiah rolled her eyes. "Because he might have access to more of them, and information we can use" she snapped. Kyiah was now only four feet away from Jay, a name slowly starting to echo in the corners of her mind. "I believe your name is Jay Mothonel, am I right?" she asked. "Not that I really care, curiousity is a fascinating thing" she musted. "Sorry, I'm getting off track, are there any Jedi close by? and don't lie to me, I don't like liars" Kyiah told him. She waved her lightsaber around carelessly. Kyiah was the type of Sith that liked to play with her kill before eating it, or in this case killing it.

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Kyiah let out a scream of outrage as she was pushed back. But as quickly as she had fallen over she got back up and ran after him. "Outta my way" she snarled pushing violently through the crowd, not caring if she sliced through anyone by accident. She got sight of him briefly and turned a corner to cut him off. But by the time she had gotten to the turnoff point, he was gone. Kyiah screamed in another fit and went back to the Sith troopers. "FIND HIM!" she snarled and stalked away. Kyiah was prone to taking her anger out on civilians and many of them backed up in fear of her. "If anyone sees that Jedi or any suspicious actions, come to me immediately" she yelled walking toward the apartment that she owned.

Kyiah entered her apartment. She prefered to live away from the Sith Lord because he got so intense sometimes and if he found out she had allowed a Jedi to slip through her fingers...well she would get into huge trouble. Kyiah lay her lightsaber on the table and began to pace anxiously muttering to herself. "Ky you idiot! how would you let that damn Jedi get away, why would you stand there and talk to him! oh no if the Sith Lord finds out you are screwed" Kyiah yelled and grabbed a picture frame that was hanging on her way and hurled it out the window. She did this a few times, using the force to through items around until the last of her anger was gone. Kyiah collapsed onto the floor and moaned suddenly exhausted. This was what the Jedi had been talking about all those years ago. Kyiah and her temper, Kyiah and her anger, Kyiah and her fits.

Once she was relaxed, Kyiah left the apartment and began to hunt. She knew that Jay had been using the force to speak to someone, she recognized it in his face. A padawan? another Jedi Knight? she didn't know but she knew there had to be another one. Kyiah began to ask around for any unusual behavior but none came up. These particular Jedi had been smart and lay low. Just not low enough and Kyiah would find them, oh yes. Her eyes narrowed in determination and her lightsaber hilt clutched so tightly in her hand that her fists had turned white.

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Character Portrait: Jay Mothonel Character Portrait: Kyiah Syxx Character Portrait: Padawan Revan Merasska
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Kyiah had found a lead. A boy around the age of sixteen had seen the Jedi at one point and in eagnerness to earn favor with the Sith he tattled. "I have seen them around. He has been ridding the streets of most violence and helping people out when he can. In fact he offered to help my family at one point but my mother refused because she knew that we could get in trouble if you found out" he told her. Kyiah lifted her chin at him. At the moment, she had him pinned against the wall of the building. Her hand was clamped on his shirt. "Your mother is a smart woman kid. What's your name?" she asked him. "Z-Zanner" he stuttered. "Well Zanner. Do you know where he might be staying and if there is another?" she asked. "I saw a girl with him at one point...close to my age I presume. I don't know where he stays though, nobody does" he told her.

Kyiah nodded and dropped the kid. She tossed him a few coins and waved her hand to make him go away. He gave her a bright smile and ran back to his home. Kyiah continued to ask around and whoever knew something got force choked until they told her. Eventually she found someone who knew where they lived. A young couple with a small baby. Kyiah used the force to pull the baby from the father's hands and threatened them with the death of the baby. Finally the hysterical mother cracked up. "A small apartment not far from here. I'm not sure which one. Please leave my baby alone!" she cried. Kyiah smiled and left the house with the child and family intact and she headed toward the apartment complex that the mother had said the Jedi lived. By now she had concluded that he had a padawan with him. Kyiah walked inside and began to nose through the apartments weather they had owners or not. Finally she made her way to Jay and Revan's and knew it was their's. She could feel it. Kyiah activated her lightsaber and carved her way through the door. It fell with a loud crash and Kyiah entered.

"I'm back" She called sweetly.

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Character Portrait: Jay Mothonel Character Portrait: Kyiah Syxx Character Portrait: Padawan Revan Merasska
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Kyiah's was intuitive and she quickly realized what Jay was trying to do. Her lightsaber met the one that was coming up to her and she tried to dodge the one that was coming down. She managed to avoid any serious injury but one of Jay's lightsabers cut her on the upper right arm. The cut was gushing blood but it wasn't seriously deep. Every time Kyiah moved it there was a bolt of agony. Kyiah gritted her teeth against the pain and carried on. She easily parried Revan's attacks and managed to get behind the girl. She attempted to cut the girl's waist before going to attack Jay again. Her lightsaber clashed with one of his again and she carried on this time, trying to wear him out enough to make a killing blow. He must be out of practice after all. At least that was one of Kyiah's guesses. She couldn't be sure. Kyiah could feel herself begin to fatigue. She looked around for a distraction and saw a glass vase. She lifted it with the force and it flew towards Jay's head. Kyiah's didn't falter at all. She had done a lot of practice using her gifts while fighting.

Kyiah continued this. Finding objects and shooting them at Jay and Revan while parrying and deflecting multiple blows. Her bright red hair had darkened with sweat and her long bangs stuck to her face and one of her four braids had fallen out. Her face was going red with exhaustion and frustration. Blood was dripping down Kyiah's black armor and staining the floor. Every move she made caused blood to spatter around. Okay, now I'm in a bad spot. I'm starting to get tired and this wound is starting to weaken me. What now? I can't make a run for it. That would be cowardice and it would send these pests the wrong message. But I can't hold out much longer Kyiah thought to herself. Although she kept her face impassive and emotionless. All the two Jedi's would be able to see was the slight exhaustion. Not the worry. Kyiah had spent a long time trying to keep her emotions at bay. They could use that worry against her. "Getting tired yet goody goody?" she snarled at Jay. Her patience running out.

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Character Portrait: Jay Mothonel Character Portrait: Kyiah Syxx Character Portrait: RC-2439 "Beskar" Character Portrait: Padawan Revan Merasska
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#, as written by cha-kun
RC-2439, "Beskar" lined up the perfect head-shot with the cross-hairs of his Deece's Sniper attachment, but before he could pull the trigger his comlink buzzed. The voice of General Mothonel called over the link, "Beskar, our cover's blown. Meet Revan and I at the safe house." Beskar abandoned his prey and raced back to the General's safe-house. His black camo-cloak whipped behind him as he ran through the lower city streets, blaster at his side. He stopped short of the safe-house. There were two sith troopers watching the approach, but he'd been in worse situations. Hell, once on Felucia he had been stuck behind Seperatist lines, and he single-handedly took and held their communications tower until backup arrived, he had used the enemies own emplacements against them, picking up their weapons when his own ran dry. He jumped up and grabbed the pipes above his head. Climbing hand over hand, he dropped right behind the first trooper, dispatching him silently with his gauntlet's extendable vibro-blade. He killed the other guard in a similar fashion, and when he was certain the coast was clear, he drew his blaster pistol, aiming at the door. he waited next to the door and counted to three under his breath. He depressed the activator on the door and as it slid open he immediately identified the threat in the room. Leveling his pistol at the Sith he said, "Ma'am, I'd suggest you stop immediately, and leave... I will count to three and then I will plaster the walls of this apartment with your brains. Understand? One."