Yep that was the perfect solution, thank you so much!

Awesome thank you!

Hello beloved community! I am currently returning from an mmo haitus now after some few months and I have to say I never had any problems with bugs or glitches since BETA! Now my problem is that after I reinstalled the game for fallen empire update and when I logged in my characters show errored colored gloves and boots and then when I went aboard Republic station most of it was see-through and I have fallen through walls! I am baffled because this is very strange for this to occur I would think.

Figured I could dig out an old favorite of mine. Biographical Information Full Name: Risshik Moonrunner Callsigns/Nicknames: None Gender: Male Age: 37 Years of Age Born: 3,690 BBY (37 BTC) Species/Race/Skin Color: Kaleesh Home world: Coruscant Birthplace: Kalee Current Residence: Coruscant Profession(s) & Title(s): Jedi Ace Abilities/Skills: Mastered Force Powers: Doppleganger, Ray, and Wall of Light, Force Weapon (in training), Lightsaber Forms: Niman, Soresu, and Shii-Cho Siblings: Rakiita Moonrunner (twin) Spouse: None Children: None Parents: Unknown Significant Others: Riana, Fellow Jedi Physical Characteristics Height: 6” 4’ Weight: 214 Ibs. Eye Color: Yellow with pupil slits Hair Color: Glossy black hair gathered into a ponytail with a metal bound to kept close to the back of the head. Body Description/Condition: Orange-red scaly skin has taunt muscle covered by supple skin, giving the appearance of a slightly larger Kaleesh. Distinguishing features: Usually the tusks, the ones that come from his upper jaw (the big ones) are long and thin with a pointed edge. Chronological and Political Information Allegiances: Jedi Order Known Instructors/Commanders: Teryn Balistar Known Subordinates/Apprentices: None so far. Partners/Sidekicks: None Additional Information Armor/Clothing: A Songsteel mask with markings of two arcs above the left eye, and a V that goes between the brows. Instead of a tunic, Risshik wears a tabard of synthetic leather that is black; the trimming/lace is a dark brown and the leather pieces that hangs down, stops at his knees. His loose-fitting trousers and undershirt is the shade of tan-brown, with his boots being the same black leather and trimming, they are hard and sturdy with ridged soles. His utility belt carries a breather pouch, energy and food capsules, and a communicator. Primary Weapon(s): A Songsteel Jedi katana with flowing water engravings at the base of the blade that extends down the spine, fading half-way down the blade. The hilt was mostly is the same metal but with leather wrapped around for grip. Secondary Weapon(s): Lightsaber with a gold crystal inside, the hilt is hand and a half long with a polished black granite stone at the pommel. Transportation: Delta-series Starfighter Optional Statistics Habits (smoking, drinking etc.): Keeps his right hand on the pommel of the Songsteel katana if uneasy or tense. Hobbies: Instead of practicing swordsmanship and meditation, Risshik has come across the talent of free running, using his own rules: No help from the Force. Personal Quotes: “To do, or not to do, there is no maybe.” Speech patterns: Speaks Basic with almost hefty sound. Weaknesses: Personality: Risshik knows to be disciplined, this from being a Jedi for decades. He is loud and clear on his opinion, leading to him holding his ground on a matter. Risshik is flexible in doing activities, not having a routine; he can do any task practically if asked. Risshik is honest and isn’t tolerating of thieves or liars. He can have bursts of emotion of pushed to the brink, leaving him in a deeper shade of red; leaving after counting to ten to cool off. Risshik is not driven to be perfect, being comfortable being who he is and from. Usually motivated to the cause and is obedient to superiors, he could be a great Jedi. Biography: Born on Kalee, near a temple of the Kaleesh’s religion in a small town. A feud began between infidels and followers. Blood ran in the streets and nearly everyone out to slaughter one another. A Jedi Watchman was sent there to quell this fight but found that everyone was already dead, at least at first, she found two infants who were locked in a house right next to the main location of the fighting. She figured that the noise of their cries were dwarfed compared to the mob. The Jedi took the babies which were twins, to Coruscant. There they would be put into clans to see if they showed signs. At the age of three, one of them showed talent. It was Risshik, Rikiita was sent off to be adopted by a foster family, leaving Risshik alone with no memory of his sister. Years of Force studies, political science classes, histories and cultures of thousands of worlds, Risshik was slowly being molded into Jedi with the rest of his clan-mates, each one of them were now a brother or sister as he was to them. They learned the Temple layout and often went in the ducts or secret hallways to their classes, especially Control class. Once they had passed the first two pillars of training, proving themselves for the third, wielding a lightsaber. With the passing of the third pillar, their clan that was once a dozen of them was now only a quad: Risshik, a male Human, and two Twi’lek sisters. Risshik went into a small depression after that, the loss of most of his “family” was devastating. One of the Twi’leks, named Riana, tried helping him deal with this sense of loss. They were close, but eventually Risshik came out of his depression and saw how much feeling he really had for her and she for him. Riana and Risshik begun a secret relationship in secret, they did go to class and follow their tutors, but they cherished each second of their free time together. Rumors got around that they may be courting which was forbidden for the Jedi. The terribly young couple was taken aside in the morning to confess if these rumors were true. Risshik at this point couldn’t stay quiet any longer. He told the truth about them, knowing that they would be separated, which they were, by being taken by two Jedi Knights. Risshik’s Master’s name was Teryn Balistar and he was a Human. The years of being Balistar’s apprentice went by quickly, mostly because Risshik often day-dreamed of Riana. Balistar disciplined Risshik for not paying attention, but it almost never worked. The Kaleesh did learn but wasn’t truly motivated. He felt out of place, not at peace, and wondered what his place was in the universe. Balistar probed quite a bit what was on Risshik’s mind but only got a bland answer. One of their missions took them to the planet of Kalee, home world of Risshik’s race. It was there did Risshik find what he was missing. The traditional mask that was worn by his race: feeling nakedness of no heritage. This he told to Balistar, the Knight took him to the town where Risshik was found. When they arrived, it was lifeless. Everything was in a state of disrepair and was being broken down. They walked up the high steps in the temple there, bones were scattered and picked clean by scavengers in the main hall. Risshik went ahead for a little bit, exploring the culture and religion of his own species. He came by a small alter in a room to the side, there was no lighting but the help of the thermal pits under his eyes identified a strange lump of something cold. Risshik picked it up, nearly too heavy for him, and showed his Master it. Balister identified that the rock must have been the cause of the feud started here long ago. A religious relic maybe, but it was a rock to Risshik. He let Balistar take the rock onboard the ship for it to be analyzed; it was Songsteel ore from the scans. The two talked about how a piece of ore’s purpose is in temple. Balistar ultimately decided they should take it to the Battlemaster to figure out this mystery. When they got back on Coruscant, the Battlemaster explained how Songsteel is a luminescent metal and is resistant to lightsaber is equal to or greater than a vibrosword. He then explained how it was most likely religious nonsense on how the events took place in the town on Kalee. The Battlemaster offered to make it into a sword but it would have to require Risshik to help make it too. So they forged it on the planet of Tython, where the Jedi Forge was there, taking up at least five days to make it. The Battlemaster would hammer the rock and take the pieces of metal to smelt down. On the fourht day Risshik had come back seeing all impurities had been eliminated by the flames, leaving a clean bar of Songsteel. The Master insisted that Risshik had helped enough, for he had forgotten the Kaleesh wasn’t use to this kind of process, having Risshik help use the Force to imbue the would-be sword with sharpness and resistance to shattering. So Risshik went to bed and woke late in the following morning. The Battlemaster had the sword completely finished, the engravings on the blade was similar to that of water from Risshik helping imbuing it. The Battlemaster also had another gift, with some extra metal left over; he forged a Kaleesh Mask for Risshik. The gifts did not go without thanks; Risshik would use the two items to their fullest potential in the future. The final years of training came by easily, doing missions and meditating in some of the most hostile environments. Eventually they went to Illum for Risshik to craft his own lightsaber. Balistar waited inside the ship and let his padawan go into the caves. There Risshik had terrible nightmares of the past and present, he saw a menacing figure with a red blade but Risshik assumed it was one of the dreams. But it wasn’t, the figure was actually a Sith and Risshik had no choice but to duel with her. The fight lasted for ages in Risshik’s mind, until finally he had the upper hand after a block followed by a stab into the Sith’s chest. He found a pouch of crystals on her corpse, Jedi crystals. Risshik took them but kept one to put in his lightsaber to remind him of the fight. When he returned to Balistar, Risshik told him about the encounter. The Kaleesh was told that the Sith Empire had returned and has been fighting for the past decade. Risshik felt a sense of betrayal but quickly understood that he had done it so Risshik would be finished with his training and not be drawn into war so quickly. Now with a lightsaber and victory of the Sith, they went back to Coruscant. The Council deemed that Risshik had passed the Trials for he had shown that when Jedi come across something they do not know of, they shall not falter. His Knighting Ceremony followed quickly, a circle of his fellow Jedi, one of which was Riana. The Grandmaster cut his braid that was behind his left ear, deeming him a Knight. With the Ceremony over, Risshik met with Riana again, they were uneasy on what to do since it had been so long since they last saw each other. Risshik proposed that they should wait to continue this relationship until the Council approved. With matters out of the way, Risshik quickly went into the War. Fighting on the frontlines mostly, he stood out the most in battle. Soldiers expect to see a lightsaber, but they got a blade instead. The most Risshik did was stab or performed blows that allow an instant death, this was difficult but Risshik always let a soldier have the mercy of keeping his limbs. The War waged on until the Treat of Coruscant, Risshik was on Illum again at the time but he felt the death of all the Jedi at the Temple, especially the death of his old master. Riana, thankfully, survived and fled. When Risshik returned, there was stillness among them. Everyone knew what had happened, the galaxy thinks the Jedi failed them, and the Sith Empire had claimed nearly half the galaxy.

I rather like it, gives it more feeling to it but they should have sticked with the blue to this design, but I am satisfied nonetheless.

If this isn't April Fools, then is anyone else excited about playing the Super Star Wars game? It has been at least a decade since I played it, good times with that game...

Someone needs a solid bulleted list.

Sorcerors are not OP, I beat them down with my Sentinel all the time, just got to keep cycling through what you know (how-to) crits and have your stuns ready. Basically: They pop shield < I stasis them. They cast dark infusion < I kick them. They cast lightning < I use a crit blade storm. They try and cast dark infusion again < I use stasis again. The Sorceror is now dead.

Totally from Family Guy, you really should have put quotes around it.

Well first of all it is totally possible, second, I was meant Black Talon, mind was in the gutter from grinding. It is long but doable in Black Talon and if Bioware has taught us anything, then it should just be as hard.

You serious? At lvl 16? I was able to solo Esseles (All bosses) at lvl 11 on my Operative. Clearly you need more strategy than just clicking on abilities.

It was a draw, so the best player/accumulated kills/objective points could have been a factor on which team won, I don't really know what the winning factor is though.

Biographical Information Full Name: Vakama [Does not possess a last name.] Aliases: “Draka” Callsigns/Nicknames: “Web Weaver” Gender: Male Age: 40 BTC Born: 3,693 BBY Species/Race/Skin Color: Rattataki, Chalk white Homeworld: Rattatak Birthplace: Rattatak Current Residence: Imperial Controlled Space Profession(s) & Title(s): Sith Inquisitor Abilities/Skills: Force Lightning: Shock Technique, Force Meld, Dun Moch, Makashi Siblings: Nakama Spouse: None Children: None Parents: Rattataki Assassins [unknown whereabouts] Significant Others: None Physical Characteristics Height: 6” 2’ Weight: 175 Ibs. Eye Color: Silver Hair Color/Style: Bald Body Description/Condition: Slender, tall statured and cunning would best fit Distinguishing features: Stripe tattoos on temples that go along the side of the skull along with symmetrical stripes at the corners of his mouth Chronological and Political Information Allegiances: Sith Empire, Dark Council, Imperial Intelligence Known Instructors/Commanders: Orokai Savex Known Subordinates/Apprentices: Cava Diq, Jenna Smith Partners/Sidekicks: None Additional Information Armor/Clothing: Elegant long robes with yellow intricate trimming on collar, cuffs, and edges, a belt with a buckle that is the symbol of a web, an emerald-colored crystal amulet hanging on a gold chain on his neck Primary Weapon(s): A dark violet lightsaber with the hilt of a hollowed out Terentatek tooth. Secondary Weapon(s): Has a scroll on his belt for malevolent purposes in sorcery. Transportation: Fury-Class Imperial Interceptor Optional Statistics Habits (smoking, drinking etc.): Occasionally indulged luxurious wine. Hobbies: Reads thick books and scrolls aboard his ship. Personal Quotes: “What do you see, Vakama?” “Hope.” Vakama replied to a tutor when showed a lesson on the Great Schism. Speech patterns: Slightly drags out the S’s in words, able to translate Mando’a, Huttese, Wookiee, Binary, and Twi’leki. Weaknesses: Curious to know everything, unconfident when leading forces at times. Personality: Has calm, soothing way of moving. Intelligent and cautious at times when other Sith are present. Possesses leadership at times but does not know if he is worth the position or is unsure on what to do. He is indecisive most of the time, leading him to decisions that most Sith wouldn’t have chosen. Courageous and valiant, Vakama will do what is necessary believing the ends justify the means. Biography: Given to wet-nurse at birth by his parents who left in a great hurry; Vakama was brought up with a difficult life at such an early age alongside his sister. With fights everywhere on the planet of Rattatak, Vakama had to learn how to use his mind to avoid getting killed. He was a thief, a choice that wasn’t his to make but it provided him food and clothing. Around the age of ten, the Sith Empire had returned to the galaxy. Vakama had heard stories about them from an old bard who lived near him. When the Empire came to take over the planet, Vakama thought he might be able to get away from all the terrible fighting; so he joined and later found out that it is not what he expected. They took him as a slave, taken away from his sibling, to work hard on the desert planet of Korriban. Day in and day out, it was terrible work. The supervisors were cruel and often punished him for no reason. Staying smart left him alive among the workers. This went on for a year until a blood test was to be had for the ranks of the Empire needed to be bolstered to fight the Republic. Two of the supervisors threw Vakama into the Academy to see if he was worthy of being trained. A simple test, a free-for-all fight between three of the slaves brought in. The last one would be taken to be trained. Three weapons, one for each; the first one chose a vibroblade, the second chose a staff, and Vakama chose a dagger. The one with the staff went down quickly by the one with a sword; she seemed to have never fought before. It left Vakama and the other slave, both circled around trying to see the others weakness. Vakama had more patience though and as soon as the slave charged; he dodged the sword barely. The Rattataki then locked blades with the slave, Vakama’s dagger was cut through which led to his opponent falling, back exposed. With the test completed, Vakama was put into the classes of the Sith Academy. The days were long and full of fighting. Vakama spent most of the time reading though, taking advantage of the literature there. His education was great before but it soon grew as well as his curiosity. Orokai Savex, a Sith Pureblood teacher, taught him how to use his patience over the hot-headed acolytes. This proved useful to his survival through all the years of training. He never was accepted by a Sith which led to greater reward in Vakama’s perspective. He wasn’t on a leash nor had to obey anyone but his superiors. He went through books, tomes, scrolls, even dipped into a holocron which showed him abilities of lightning. This all strengthened his survival and skills. The War was becoming more heated and led to more acolytes being chosen by experienced warriors who took out much competition on the planet. When a rumor of a holocron that was located in a cave reached the Rattataki’s ear, he set out to gain more knowledge to bolster his power. This was a trick though; a seed to poison young minds into getting themselves killed and make room for the strongest. A Terentatek stirred there, no holocron, no type of container, just bones. This monster proved to be a great challenge, with just a standard lightsaber and his Shock technique, long battle took forth. The beast swung and roared while Vakama dodged and taunted the monster. It finally grew too angry; it charged and ran into a wall with his prey behind him. Vakama’s plan worked, the Terentatek went into a stupor of rage and was blinded. Vakama went on the beasts back and with a moment of truth. Allowed his power to go through his arm and his lightsaber, a downward thrust into the brain in front of the sharp spines ended. Vakama pulled a tooth out of the massive mouth and returned to the Academy with an upset mind. Vakama soon rose out of the dirt of Korriban and worked as a spy for Imperial Intelligence. The Rattataki took on missions of gathering information, plans, and sometimes even to steal a holocron. Vakama met many interesting individuals and made friends on planets, even went as far as learning their native language there. Seeing both sides of the War, Vakama soon began to show mercy to captives when prying for intelligence. He was soon called the “Web Weaver” by some in the Republic; this name was very odd the Rattataki but it stuck. Vakama called himself “Draka” in hopes to suppress the other nickname. Long years passed, he took two acolytes at once in hopes they would serve useful to him. Serving as decoys or distractions in his missions which in turn, helped them gain greater experience. They both prospered from his teachings but grew arrogant of their abilities. The two bragged of their skills to others to cause intimidation. This only led to their downfall, the apprentices both were powerful indeed but they could not defeat an experienced Sith after boasting a story one too many. Vakama didn’t take revenge on them, only pitied them. He continued his missions now without any distractions and visited friends in systems after the Treaty of Coruscant to perhaps gain information on any secret doings. Many experiences followed soon after.

Reposting my character from the old days. Biographical Information Full Name: Arian Triem Sprax Callsigns/Nicknames: “First Lieutenant Sprax” Gender: Male Age: 39 Years of Age Born: 3,692 BBY Species/Race/Skin Color: Human Homeworld: Alderaan Birthplace: Alderaan Current Residence: Coruscant Profession(s) & Title(s): Republic Paratrooper Abilities/Skills: High Altitude Drops, Recon and Stealth training Siblings: None, Arian is a single child Spouse: Feona Sprax Children: Benjamin Sprax Parents: Ben Sprax and Catherine Sprax Significant Others: Sergeant Fuchs Physical Characteristics Height: 5’ 10” Weight: 215 Ibs. Eye Color: Emerald Hair Color/Style: Buzzed black hair that is about ten centimeters long. Body Description/Condition: Physically fit and healthy muscle mass for his age and lifestyle. His skin is lightly tan from being outside but is receding to small freckles. Arian has a well-shaven beard on his weary face. Distinguishing features: Plasma burn scar on his upper right arm and another small scar over his right eyebrow from shrapnel. A platinum ring with diamond studs on the top part of the band. (When not in uniform.) Chronological and Political Information Allegiances: Galactic Republic Known Instructors/Commanders: Captain Jan Known Subordinates/Apprentices: None Squad: Ozone, Brick, Storm, and Specter. Additional Information Armor/Clothing: Arian’s Paratrooper Armor consists of a black body glove covered by white plastoid alloy plates with small antenna on his right shoulder for broader communication range. The pauldron plate (left shoulder) is painted red as well as the knee caps, right forearm, and a single stripe above the helmet’s Ŧ-shaped visor. On his utility belt is a spike launcher attachment, an aquatic breather, an ID card, a datacron, flare gun, and food/energy pellets. Primary Weapon(s): A blaster carbine having an attachment rail with an ACOG sight on it, an adjustable stock, and it has a sling to keep the weapon close. Secondary Weapon(s): A blaster pistol with a green laser sight. . A vibroknife, for close quarters engagement, in a sheath across his chest. Transportation: BT-7 Thunderclap Optional Statistics Mannerisms: Usually well-behaved in terms of socializing. Habits (smoking, drinking etc.): Sometimes enjoys liquor on special occasions. Hobbies: Paints and sketches, his last work was that of destroyed mountain on Balmorra. Personal Quotes: “We’ll get out of this alive, just got to dig ourselves in and hold on.” Speech patterns: Speaks with an accent from Alderaan. Personality: Arian is loyal and compassionate Human. He is friendly but doesn’t like to talk about his personal past or thoughts on things of that matter. Arian can be a bit straightforward in terms of command, not giving his fellows lies or try to mislead them. He is a true combatant and friend, not giving an inch of ground to the Imperials or Sith no matter what. Biography: Arian was born on the planet Alderaan a year before the Sith Empire invaded Republic space. His parents lived in the city but they soon moved out into the country to get away from the big capital. Arian enrolled in a nearby school; there he soon became a skilled artist and writer. Spending time in his room after school and on weekends to master his craft to perfection, sometimes he would spend long hours outside to observe nature and sketch the local wildlife and environment. In later years, Arian was in a relationship in the ending of his education; him and his lover, Feona, were nearly inseparable. It was short lived however when she moved to Coruscant since the War was looming near, they remained in contact however to talk. Arian’s life was turned upside down when the Empire invaded Alderaan, the attack that Malgus led; the Republic garrison was definitely recruiting to defend the planet that he called home. He was assigned to a squad but they were soon taken out after trying to evacuate the civilians, ambushed by Imperials in an alley. Arian sat by his fellow friends, vowing to take down the Empire any way possible. Soon a Sith Marauder discovered him, the man was so consumed on killing Arian that a piece of burning building fell directly on top of him. Before being crushed though, his lightsaber came down on Arian’s arm, peeling the top layers of muscle from his shoulder to his elbow. Wounded, but not defeated. Arian went to his parent’s house, the building was on fire and two corpses were at the doorway with blaster bolts all over the house. There he met Sergeant Fuchs, a scout from the Republi; taking care of Arian’s wound, they set out to find command. Trekking for days and later joined a platoon of Republic Troops fighting back the Imperials who were leaving the capital. Once the last battle was over, losing nearly half their men, Captain Jan, who would later be Arian’s company officer, fired a flare to signal the Republic ships in orbit. Arian was never the same really, something had snapped but it wasn’t identified. Doctors and therapists treated him but they never did help. Arian went back to Coruscant to rekindle his old and only love. After a couple weeks of being together, Arian proposed to Feona. With the luck of her saying yes, they had the wedding in a garden outside a luxurious hotel. After their honeymoon though, Arian was transferred to another squad, one he could work with, and serving the Republic when they need him.

*Knockback* *Leap back* Problem solved?