Image Designer Archive

I have attained the ID profession and its made me clearly one of the more content players, although... I can't stop fidgeting with my toon! This is actually my second ID character on the game, I liked it so much, I did it again on my original server! There is nothing quite as satisfying as making someone who is miserable with themselves turn happy and content. I was thinking of a bio for myself, and have even put it on my lesser known ID server. Tell my what ya think...

I always knew from an early age that I had to be an Image Designer...I was a young child, and had gone to the super galactic supermarket, and in the check out lane I saw HIM. A terrible horrible figure of a man facing, scarred, ghastly, and the headline on the Galactic Enquirer said *Darth Vader UNMASKED* Shocking details inside...My mother being the gossip that she is quickly snatched that magazine up and purchased it on the spot. I remember sneaking peeks at the picture...reading the article, and how that person that had taken that photograph had disappeared, never to be seen again...rumors abound he was captured and died a horrible death at the hands of Darth Vader. The face gave me nightmares for many years, and I knew, from that day forward that I must strive to make people beautiful.

Its still rough around the edges...but..its not the typical my parents died at the hands of rebels/imperials..blah blah.

Love to come to this forum at shut down and read the posts..keep up the good work guys, and thanks in advance for all the good laughs I get off this forum...(indicating the Fanta movie)

~Kennah Branu~ ZiNaKu

~Krystah Sirius~ZiNaKu

I have a bio badge for my original character. The general idea reads as follows (this is on Avadiha):

My name is Avadiha. I am so named because I have the ability to change my appearance, and others',at will (Avadiha is Ryl for "chameleon"). My natural skin tone is a milky, transparent white, unnatural in Twi'leks. It made me an outcast among my own people, and an object of scorn, ridicule and hate. I lived in fear of my life for sixteen years, before I was finally forced to flee my planet to protect myself. I made my way to Tatooine, keeping my unnatural abilities to myself and earning my living as a dancer in the local cantina. It was an Imperial captain who first discovered what I truly was. Instead of fearing me for it, he taught me to embrace it and even capitalize on it. Taking his advice, I now use what was once my life's shame as my life's trade, changing others' appearances for a fee.

I'm quite proud of it.