[Subversive Radio]

My friend said I could reserve a name.

Reserving Khoshekh.

[DelightfulMelon]

IM IN LOVE WITH STARWARS
IM LITERLALLY THE BIGGEST FAN omg

rules for art based;
-may have unlimited art, ordered or done by you
-must have under 200 words total (on art, as credits, as explanations, etc. Headers do NOT count.)
-art may in any form. gifs must be under 20 frames of length.
-must include name, gender, your username.
-may add whatever sections you'd like

[DragonGlitch]

Art by me

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Username;
Believix
Name;
Sage Hollis
Gender;
Male
Zodiac;
Leo
Orientation;
Straight
Age;
27



Art by IronicWorld

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<<Ignorance>>

Sage Ignores people he doesn't know so that
he can focus on his job and studies. Sage's mother
has pushed him over his years to study more because he's always
late to class. Everyone thinks he's cold.

<<Superstitious>>

If Sage ever heard something move in the closet, he'd think it's a vampire.
If he saw a whale in the sea, he'd think it was the Loch Ness Monster.
Ever since he was a child he would think that, and everyone thought he was
crazy.

<<Protective>>

Even though you may not think so, if his love was hurt,
he would protect her. If someone was falling off a cliff, he would jump and
save them. Sage has a dream of protecting anyone thats hurt and vows to
keep that up.



Art by Irkenchu

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Sage's current job is an undercover spy.
He works to find out mysteries or take back things
that people have stolen and give it back to their rightful owners.

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"Sage Honey! Come here for a quick second!" Shouted Sage's mom.
"Yeah, Yeah, what do you want?" Sage asked his mom.
At the time Sage was 7, and he had no idea who he was about to be.
"Now listen up dear, you are going to become an undercover spy.
We need money to pay off our bills and rent and this is the only
high-paying job around here." Sage's mom exclaimed. Sage was stunned.
An undercover agent? That had to be so cool! A few minutes later, his mom
showed him the sign up sheet and forced him to sign it. Even though half of him
didn't want to, and half of him did, he did it for his mom, and for the sake of his life.

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Likes;


Sci-fi
Movies
Action
Gazing at the moon on bridges and hills
New York

Dislikes;


Romance
Cute Things
Pink
Purple
Accessories

Hobbies;


Painting
Role-playing
Dancing
Gaming



Art by Irkenchu

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Art by me

[M00N]

mark w writing based aaa

[nymx]

Username; Vanity.

Name; Abraxas

Gender; Male

[CalicoClaws]

Ahhh possible reserve

Marking with the name Nathaniel (sorry if it's taken oml)
Nickname Natt

Ermm, Gender Neutral babe
cant do art, so I shall do story :>

[inactiveaccount713]

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[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

marking, probably with writing based form if i enter.

[Atomic Samurai]

Mark~

[AlaskanAlpaca]

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Basics

★Username★
Ampersand

☆Name☆
Jago Thane

★Gender★
Female

☆Age☆
Unknown, but speculated to be in her early thirties

★Occupation★
Rebel

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Saturn's Diner was a very popular stop on Galactic Highway 23. This was quite possibly because it was the only place to get real food until you got onto Galactic Highway 32, and that was lightyears away. It could also have to do with the fact that the diner gave its patrons the an incredible view; A close up of Saturn's rings. No matter the reason, Saturn's Diner was certainly a melting pot for beings of all solar systems. And it was because of the diner's pull on patrons that the Galactic Armada decided to post a large board inside, with reward posters for the most wanted criminals in the universe. It is unknown as to whether or not this board really does any good, because often times, when a criminal makes his or her way to Saturn's Diner, (something that happens quite often,) everyone simply continues eating their pancakes. Yet the board stays.

It was the table directly underneath this board where a middle aged, male Plumerian and his granddaughter of around 10 years chose to eat their breakfast.

"Wouldn't you rather sit at one of those tables?" The man asked for the zillionth time, gesturing to the tables that were closer to the large, glass windows, through which could be seen the slowly spinning rings of Saturn. "The view is much nicer."
The little girl bounces onto her kness, peering up at the board. "But then I couldn't see this!" She informs him as she does every time they eat here, a sparkle in her eye. Then, she turns to her grandfather. "Someday, I'm going to catch all of these criminals, and bring them to justice."

He laughs. "I'm sure you will!"

They order their breakfast, and the little girl looks up at the board again. One particular name catches her eye.

"Grandpa, look!" She cries, pointing at the Plumerian in the picture. "Her name is the same as mine!"

The grandfather looks up to where the little girl is pointing and his heart skips a beat. "Jago Thane." He murmurs wistfully. "Wanted for countless crimes against the Galactic Government. 7 billion dollar reward."

"She's worth the most out of all of these criminals!" Little Jago notes. She turns to her grandfather. "What did she do, Grandpa?"

The man sighed and smiled, his lips tight. "That's a bit difficult to explain. It's kind of a long story."

But he folded his hands and began.

"Very little is known about Jago Thane, and what is considered to be fact is often debatable. She's quick, silent, and powerful. She's ellusive and stealthy. But what scares the government the most about her is her ability to take control of any situation and turn it to her advantage. She's considered very dangerous.

"Despite this, Jago Thane wasn't always a wanted outlaw. But, of course, no one starts out that way. They say that she was born as a twin, and her parents had expected her to be a boy, so they chose a masculine name for her. Jago. It is a varient of the old name Jacob, meaning "He who grasps the heel," in an ancient language called Hebrew. She was born extremely soon after her twin brother, and her parents chose to keep the name.

"As a child, Jago was alwats extremely protective of others. Even though she was born second, she was always more dominant than her brother, always getting into fights and scuffles on someone else's behalf. She wanted to be a soldier."

"A soldier?" The granddaughter inquired, surprised. "Like, fighting wars and stuff?"

"Yes, and she was very good at it." The man looked up at the wanted picture again. "Both she and her brother went into the Galactic Military. They were an unstoppable team, and they were inseparable. Jago was so good at what she did, that she had been given the Stardust Award, the highest honor a soldier in the Galactic armada could recieve.

"But then, Jago and her brother began to discover things about the Galactic Council that the Council had wanted to keep secret. One day, Jago's brother was sent on a dangerous mission, a mission from which he would not return."

Here, the grandfather felt his eyes began to tear up, and he was grateful for the waitress bringing their breakfast. He had hoped to be able to shove enough pancake into his mouth that Little Jago wouldn't ask any more questions, but he had no such luck.

"What did Jago Thane do then?" Her glittering blue eyes melted him, and he had no choice but to continue.

"After her brother's death, Jago dissapeared without a trace." He began again. "Many believe that she went to the Wisdom Star to gain intelligence on her brother's death, and learned the secrets on the universe. Others believe that she went to Gliese to learn the native fighting styles of the indigenous peoples. Others say she simply went to mourn. But everyone agrees that when she resurfaced 4 years later, Jago Thane was a new person altogether. She cut off all contact with her family and former friends and began a crusade against the Galactic Government. She said that the Government was hiding secrets that should be made known to the public. And most people agree with her. She has been collecting an army of Rebels, as they have come to be called, who raid Government outposts to uncover more information regarding long withheld secrets that should have been made known to the public."

"So Jago Thane is actually a hero?" Little Jago looked confused.

"Jago Thane is a hero to the people, yet a criminal to the government." Her grandfather replied. "She has good intentions, although I must say she doesn't always go about them in the best of ways."

"You sure know a lot about her!" The little girl had a curious look in her eyes. Then she leaned forward. "Did you know her?" She whispered, eyes as wide as saucers.

Suddenly, everyone in the diner grew silent. At first the old Plumerian was afriad that someone had heard his granddaughter. Then, he looked around.

Standing in the doorway, a tall, imposing woman silently observed the goings on of the diner. The diner patrons silently gawked back. The grandfather almost almost choked on his drink.

The female Plumerian drew all attention to herself without even trying. Even if the patrons hadn't known who she was, they would have been drawn to her beauty, her strange outfit, but most of all,the way she held herself with authority.

Jago Thane glided forward, not faltering once under the stares of the breakfast-eaters. That is, until she locked eyes with the grandfather. As their eyes met, years of a broken relationship surfaced. For a moment, Jago's perfect visage broke as she recalled this man, her father, with feelings that hadn't resurfaced in years. Anxiety? Uncertainty? Joy? But then, Jago remembered who she was, and the moment was gone. She walked away and seated herself at a booth in a corner. The waitress scurried over to nervously jot down her order.

Jago's father was shocked. But then he shook his head. The leader of the Rebels didn't have time to talk to old men and recount old times. She was an important figure. Still, he blinked back tears.

He turned to tell his granddaughter that it was time to leave, when he realized the little girl was gone! The Plumie frantically looked around. There she was, quietly walking up to Jago's booth. What was she doing?? The man quickly got up and followed her.

Jago Thane observed the little girl coming up to her. Her niece. The little girl her brother left behind. The girl smiled nervously.
"Hi," she said.

Jago Thane blinked.

The little girl continued. "My name is Jago, too. When I first saw your picture, I thought you were a bad guy. But then my grandfather told me all about you, and now I see. You're not a bad person." She shook her head. "You're just misguided."

Jago Thane blinked again. That was not what she had been expecting. A hero, yes. Misguided?

The man grabbed Little Jago's hand and tried to pull her away. "So sorry to bother you, Ms. Thane. My granddaughter tends to be very straightforward."

Jago didn't reply, although she watched them scurry back to their table. Her niece thought she was misguided. That information was hard to process. No one had ever told Jago Thane she was misguided before. That was a dangerous thing to do. A little foolhardy, if she did say so herself.

Jago silently cursed herself. "A little bit like me." She thought.

The rest of the session was spent in silence. Awkward silence. Jago watched the little girl as they sat back down to hurriedly finish their meal. The nervous waitress brought Jago her breakfast.