#coshbyss

[mandaloriwren]

Name: Coshbyss Dabarein

Role: Sith Scholar

Species: Zabrak

Gender: Agender/Demi Male

Pronouns: he/him/his

Age: 40 galactic standard years

Height: 6'3", 190cm

Faceclaim: Te Kohe Tuhaka

He is quiet and submissive; quite a contrast to his size and build. Being a slave for ten years was not good to him, and has struck a heavy blow on the confident, excited young boy he was years ago. For the longest time, he went from master to master, praying for some sort of stability and praying some kinder master will take him in permanently- it was better than going from Sith to Sith. When he became a Lord, or whenever a master let him, he searched for his sister. He didn't know where she could be, he didn't even remember her name, but hoped that he could find her and reunite with her.

Eventually, he did, though it took far too long to do so. They're able to find time to meet with each other on occasion, where Coshbyss often provides books on raising a Sith Pureblood child in exchange for making up for all those years lost.

Notes:

Autistic

Slow to trust

Owns ten blurrgs

[oolathurman]

lies down i don't wanna grind to get coshbyss geared but i do want to run end game shit bc i wanna see the love put into content that i need a group for

also foxtrot bit me today bc i guess i startled him but also what was he doing before hand that made him so jumpy idk lemme just give you food habibi

[oolathurman]

steals the quiz and runs

Nya (FFXIV):

I might name his Azem Hestia because of this.

Eight (SWTOR):

:( I think he tries very hard to form connections so he doesn't avoid it... but he still does shy away the instant they get past his lighter side, like they've seen something they shouldn't. He loves people and he draws close to them, but maybe a better analogy is he stays barely out of the light of the fire everyone sits at, content to watch it just out of reach and pretend he's right there next to them.

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[goodthinker]

His most vivid memory is of screaming and crying and men in red and black. He remembers reaching for his mom and baby sister not even one year old. He had promised to protect his baby sister. It was one of the first things he did after he got the ritual tattoos that marked him as an adult.

"You need to be a big boy now and help me protect her, okay?" “Mom,” he whines, dragging her name out, “I’m thirteen now, I’m an adult! And of course I’ll protect her!”

When the men in red and black come, the drones of soldiers and droids and walkers follow them. He remembers the screaming and crying, and he remembers struggling against the human’s arms that wrestle him away from his mom and sister. He was to be processed immediately for hard labor; the woman with the infant to be sent to the slave pens.

He doesn’t fully understand what the men in red and black are saying, but he knows it’s bad. Afterall, he can’t protect his baby sister if he’s separated from her. Something in him flares up, and he remembers a blast of wind. It’s powerful enough to send the man holding him flying back; the wind is so powerful his ears pop, and when the men in red and black shout louder, they sound muffled. He can still hear mom calling out his name, and the shrill cry off his baby sister.

Coshbyss scrambles towards the little family he had left, but is tackled to the ground. Something beneath him cracks, and when he screams, the heavy human pinning him down is thrown in the air. The screaming makes him feel better too, and soon he can’t feel anymore blood seeping through his clothes; the pain in his ribs had stopped completely.

He climbs to his feet one last time and is running again. He’s still reaching out for his mom and crying baby sister, when something heavy wraps around his ankles and he falls….

… Coshbyss jolts awake screaming for his mom and the sister he can’t remember the name of, even sixteen years later. Some protector he turned out to be.

[oolathurman]

The sith watched, chin propped up on one hand, pen twirling in the other, as Koth Vortena laughed and punched his crewmate in the arm. Coshbyss had always secretly wondered what it'd be like to be that close to someone, close enough to reach out in their space, reach out and rest a hand on a shoulder. He's been told that levels of familiarity and amount of touch differ from individual to individual, but he hasn't experienced it much for himself. Not enough to draw a conclusion at any rate.

Koth was still chuckling to himself when he made his way over to Coshbyss' desk, leaning on it immediately and looking over the sith's shoulder to examine what he was doing. "Still working on that research from last time?" It seemed that Koth's levels of familiarity were simply very close together, and it was effortless for him to befriend people. Coshbyss nodded.

"I believe I'm close to a breakthrough," he started, before Koth suddenly leaned closer.

"Sorry-- you got a little something on your--"

The human reached out for -- Coshbyss' brain stopped -- something on his shoulder -- he was so close -- before leaning back and flicking away the lint he picked up from his shoulder. Koth smiled apologetically, turning his attention back to the desk. "Sorry 'bout that." He was so close -- What did he do that for? -- There was something on your shoulder -- Did he know he was so close?

It took Coshbyss another moment to bring himself back to this moment. "I -- thank you," he stammered. "I… Where was I. Right…"

[oolathurman]

well i guess i can reintroduce my current swtor mains(?) mean-- wait oh god where’s my like. post styling. bold, italic, bulletpoints, etc. oh god-- wait there it is why do i have to right click to get it.

well anyway some of these may be familiar but it’s bc i’ve loved them for all these years.

Indigo Taro. He/They. Nautilorian. Personality can be summed up as Tired Dad. Generally tries to do the right thing, doesn’t always work out.

Wanwo Liang. He/Him. Best himbo. Head over heels for Vette (samesies my dude). Wants a dog.

Azukni Dabarein. She/Her. my main girl, my favorite, my oldest character, my tiny lesbian mama with two children. 

Montu Raa. He/She/They. Wanted to roll them as a bt2 male but I couldn’t deal with the m!jk voice. Also I wouldn’t have been able to give her a man-bun. Started off sith during the sacking of Coruscant, defected because the sacking of coruscant, had a shitton of fun teasing young padawans while going through jedi rehab shit or smth and now they’re the commander tm

Coshbyss Dabarein. He/Him. Lonely loner reluctant sith who’d rather spend time with his animals than people. Azukni’s big brother. They were separated.

Azimuth Taro. She/They. Uhhhh not much backstory or anything, I just wanted to roll another consular bc i love the class so much.

[oolathurman]

[oolathurman]

ok yknow what coshbyss is definitely ace+gay I'm pretty sure he'd be weirded out trying to flirt with women

tbf he's weirded out regardless but that's bc he doesn't know how to socialize. but he definitely likes men.

[oolathurman]

yea definitely :D the zeltron in my icon has this really exaggerated italian/new york accent and is super brash... I didn’t realize it would be as jarring as it was when i tried to roll the character as an agent. (swithed them to smuggler lol)

And then there’s a sith defector i have who has a voice MUCH more like the m!sw voice, but when i played the defector one (as a m!jk) it was super weird then lol.

kara has a new zealand sort of accent (vs the f!jc), coshbyss’ voice should sound much softer and quieter than the m!si, my f!si doesn have the same the imperial accent from in game...

I think the few ocs where it’s any different would be wanwo (m!sw) and xyraan (f!ia)... arif technically uses the same accent as the male agent does on hutta, but not the imperial accent. :T

Do you also have a voice ‘headcanoned’ for your characters?

[oolathurman]

yknow one day I'd like for coshbyss to find a boyfriend. but also idk who'd be patient enough for such a slow burn since coshbyss is Slow To Trust and that's not even considering the acespec/demiromo thing he has going

but i want him to be happy dammit

[oolathurman]

*points* autism creature

also editing oricon outdoor screenshots is a pain in the ass :D

[oolathurman]

it's official coshbyss has romanced koth we'll see how it goes tho bc i know coshbyss will become VERY frustrated when koth doesn't want to see the truth about valkorion.

also i gotta say that his one-sided convo with dr oggurobb is pretty much the most in-character thing that's happened in game

oggurobb: [opens mouth]

coshbyss: [goes non-verbal and just stares]

[oolathurman]

So while I was taking my long long break from tumblr (you can hang up the ‘welcome home cheater’ sign but jokes on you i was a fucking hermit until I came back. there was no cheating only me becoming a fucking monk at a monastery, shaved my head and everything) I was in this DnD campaign where I made half elf versions of Azukni and Coshbyss! 

Like how they are in swtor, they’re both the same class (in the half elves’ case, it’s a homebrew class) but opposites of each other. Azukni is half moon-elf, Coshbyss is half sun-elf.

I also had... so. much. fun. figuring out tattoos for them both. Part of the homebrew class’ features was the use of tattoos. It was easy for Coshbyss since his FC is maori, but for Azukni whose FC is chinese, it was more difficult... there’s no tradition of tattooing in chinese culture after all. I ended up being inspired by traditional chinese ink paintings and oracle bone script!

Bonus of Coshbyss’ emotional support axolotl fae u.u

[oolathurman]

Of your 6 main SWTOR OCs - who has the best relationship history and who is a dumpster fire?

Good question! Assuming you mean like, healthy interpersonal relationships, Azukni’s on the top. Though she’s probably got a lot of like, people pleaser trauma shit going on from trying to be the bestest little jedi ever.

The worst... probably her brother Coshbyss, I think. pretty sure the only known healthy relationship he has is with his sister lmao. Then again, he doesn’t really try to get to know people... (out of those who try, probably Indigo. But only by default bc he’s lived for fucking ever)

[oolathurman]

Azukni is...? More physically affectionate than I realized. Kinda like how I’m always hugging people and kissing the top of their heads on their shoulders and stuff except turned up to 11. She’s much more receptive to it being returned than I am too, cuz for whatever reason it’s weird for me to get headpats or whatnot when I’m not expecting it.

The latter part, there’s sometimes this physical jolt that I do when I don’t expect it... It’s not that I don’t love hugs and the like, it’s when I don’t expect it that weirds me out.

I think that reaction I ended up channeling into Coshbyss, though... Which is interesting, considering he’s her big brother and how she would have grown up with a personality much like his own, had she grown up in the Empire. (Side note, siblings on different factions seem to be a great way to have a sith!au/jedi!au except it’s not an alternate universe cuz it’s canon)

At any rate, it’s interesting to see how a lot of my own traits end up being channeled into/projected onto my OCs 😛

[oolathurman]

ok so this is definitely inspired by @darth-occlus and that wonderful terrible amazing series of the Force as a horror story. Cuz my baby boy Coshbyss definitely doesn’t go through a lot already. :’T

Fear is a tool to be used. So is the Force. Coshbyss has a lot of both. 

You learn how to use tools to hone your skill. He never learned the right way of using either. Not perfectly, at least.

When he was made a slave of the Empire, he sort of learned how to use them, both Fear and Force. He figured out how to hide, at least. If he got scared, he’d run for the most isolated corner and wish for everyone to go away. It worked, too, when he feared giving anyone a reason to activate the shock collar. It made everyone go away. He could be alone. He could be lonesome. He was lonesome.

After being introduced into the Empire, he never really learned how to make a proper friend for a long time. Few people seemed to even notice him, much less talk to him. The overseers and inquisitors at the Sith Academy were better at noticing at first, but he feared full fledged Sith the most. But the library was full of material to learn Force anyway, so he made do. He’d go in and find a tome and find a corner to read. He could be alone then, and eventually, people stopped bothering him when he was reading. It was nice.

It wasn’t for a long time that he noticed anything, or thought much of it. The first time it was weird was when he went to buy food for the blurrgs, and the cashier didn't see him at first. It took a few Excuse-Mes to catch her attention. She apologized, though he said he didn't really mind.

The second time was at the vet. He sat in one of the waiting room chairs, stiff and uncomfortable with the bright lights and the weight of a miniature blurrg in a carrier on his lap. Nearly an hour after the appointment was supposed to start, one of the staff members walked by and paused. “Oh, hi there, little guy,” they said cheerfully, walking over to kneel and get a better look. “You must be the blurrg the Sith was supposed to bring in. Where’s your owner?” they asked his blurrg that sat on his lap. 

Once, there was a friend visiting. His friend more or less knew about the hiding. He was from ImpIntel, after all. He knew a lot of things, or knew someone who did. He didn’t know where Coshbyss was though. “My Lord?” the chiss called, wandering through the tiny flat. “Please stop hiding? I wanted you to check something,” he said, staring straight past where Coshbyss sat at the table. And despite Coshbyss’ soft I’m-here’s, his small waves, his friend walked straight into the table before blinking. “Oh, there you are. Were you here the whole time? I didn’t see you somehow.”

“I’ve been here for the last half hour,” Coshbyss replied, eyes now wide and a little fearful. “I even responded when you asked where I was.”

“I... I don’t know what happened, my lord. I really didn’t see you there. I barely noticed the kitchen table at all, actually. As if I forgot it was there, or something. As though I forgot you were there.”

When learning a new tool, there are right and wrong ways to understand the basics and fundamentals of its use. You don’t use things a certain way, or else you might hurt yourself.

The Force is a tool, and a powerful one at that. But Coshbyss never really learned how to use it properly.