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Born in Braunau am Inn, Austria, on April 20, 1889, Hitler was the son of a fifty-two-year-old Austrian customs official, Alois Schickelgruber Hitler, and his third wife, a young peasant girl, Klara Poelzl, both from the backwoods of lower Austria. The young Hitler was a resentful, discontented child. Moody, lazy, of unstable temperament, he was deeply hostile towards his strict, authoritarian father and strongly attached to his indulgent, hard-working mother, whose death from cancer in December 1908 was a shattering blow to the adolescent Hitler.
Hitler as a baby

After spending four years in the Realschule in Linz, he left school at the age of sixteen with dreams of becoming a painter. In October 1907, the provincial, middle-class boy left home for Vienna, where he was to remain until 1913 leading a bohemian, vagabond existence. Embittered at his rejection by the Viennese Academy of Fine Arts, he was to spend "five years of misery and woe" in Vienna as he later recalled, adopting a view of life which changed very little in the ensuing years, shaped as it was by a pathological hatred of Jews and Marxists, liberalism and the cosmopolitan Habsburg monarchy.

Existing from hand to mouth on occasional odd jobs and the hawking of sketches in low taverns, the young Hitler compensated for the frustrations of a lonely bachelor's life in miserable male hostels by political harangues in cheap cafes to anyone who would listen and indulging in grandiose dreams of a Greater Germany.

In Vienna he acquired his first education in politics by studying the demagogic techniques of the popular Christian-social Mayor, Karl Lueger, and picked up the stereotyped, obsessive anti-Semitism with its brutal, violent sexual connotations and concern with the "purity of blood" that remained with him to the end of his career. From crackpot racial theorists like the defrocked monk, Lanz von Liebenfels, and the Austrian Pan-German leader, Georg von Schoenerer, the young Hitler learned to discern in the "Eternal Jew" the symbol and cause of all chaos, corruption and destruction in culture, politics and the economy. The press, prostitution, syphilis, capitalism, Marxism, democracy and pacifism--all were so many means which "the Jew" exploited in his conspiracy to undermine the German nation and the purity of the creative Aryan race.


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Saron Jast
Topic Started: Jan 1 2013, 11:48 PM (154 Views)
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Primary Information

  • Name: Jast, Saron ( Saa - ron )
  • Gender: Male
  • Age: 14
  • Species: Human
  • Midichlorian count: 12,400
  • Home Planet: Corellia


Secondary Information

  • Personality: Well rounded, oftenly calm, thoughtful, intelligent
  • Appearance: Robes vary, black average-length hair, green eyes
  • Image:
    Posted Image

  • Learned skills:
    All abilities for an initiate
    To use a blaster

  • Natural abilities: Average Human
  • Faction: The Jedi Order
  • Faction Rank: Jedi Initiate


History
Saron was born on the planet of Corellia and lived quite a normal life. He was home schooled by his parents, and was only friends with his older brother. Usually on an average day he would roam the streets with his brother, because their home was quite small and they were rather poor. They hung in the lower districts, as there was nothing better to do on an average day. Occasionally they would head to a Game-house where adults gathered to gamble and play Pazaak. Saron and his brother were allowed to participate every now and then, and it taught him a thing or two about putting up a poker face. The adults there were dangerous mercenaries though, and rarely payed attention to the kids unless they needed extra attention. Over time the boy, Saron, would watch the adults fight if one lost in a Pazaak match. But one day one of the adults had taken it too far, and he had pulled a blaster on the other man. Saron had been caught in the cross fire, and was left for dead after everyone scrambled from the place. His brother had died during this event, but Saron was not aware at this point in time.

The boy awoke in a abandoned hotel room, with a man in brown robes standing over him. The man looked down as Saron woke up, and smiled. "Greetings. You were knocked out for quite awhile. Luckily I was finishing up a mission and stumbled upon the bar." Saron gazed his eyes to another bed in the hotel room, and saw his brother laying there. This cleared any worries he had about his brother, but then the odd man spoke; "There was nothing I could do. If this man is of any relation to you, I'm sorry. He is dead." At this time Saran was hit with grief for quite awhile, but the man claimed himself to be a Jedi, and while Saron was sleeping he had checked his midichlorian count, and it was rather high for a Human. Saran was quite depressed for awhile from the death of his brother, but the Jedi took him home and spoke to his parents privately. The parents agreed that Saron should be taken in by the Jedi Order, which is what the man proposed. It would have been better living conditions and all for the best, as he had nothing left in Corellia. Saron gathered his belongings, with his brother in mind, and left for the Jedi Order.

Soran was soon taken in as Initiate, and it is where he stands today.
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