Herrith's Workshop

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  1. Herrith

    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Where all your dreams come true...
    Nah, in all seriousness this is going to be a workshop where I post upcoming characters and tech, maybe even a faction if I ever get into that.

    Please DO NOT post here (active July 7). Either start a conversation with me, or critique my stuff when I post in the proper areas, please.

    This is simply for me to work on stuff.

    Thanks all.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    ENCRYPTED FILE OPENING.........DONE

    AvlinBardok



    AGE

    ► 20
    SPECIES
    ► Human
    HEIGHT
    ► 1.77 meters
    WEIGHT
    ► 60 kg
    EYE COLOR
    ► Blue
    HAIR COLOR
    ► Red
    HOMEWORLD
    ► Eriadu
    GENDER
    ► Female
    FACTION
    ► Royal House of Naboo
    ROLE
    ► 'Blade of the King'
    FORCE SENSITIVITY
    ► Unconfirmed, possible
    BIOGRAPHY
    [beebox3=500px]Avlin Bardok was born to an unknown mother and an assassin by the name of Corval Bardok on the planet Eriadu. Her mother died soon after Avlin's birth, with foul play being suspected. From an early age, Corval trained his daughter to be able to defend herself and also to be an assassin like himself. She was educated at home, with physics, math, and history being the three most focused-on traditional subjects. No medical records are available, likely because of the fact that Corval, in essence, was a hermit, secluding him and his daughter from most of civilization on-planet. This didn't mean that Av wasn't confronted by other kids who had the audacity to try to start a fight with her. One altercation resulted in the death of four, and this was one of the last times anyone ever bothered the Bardok family.
    Avlin possessed a firm grasp of her education, and soon after mastering the traditional arts, Corval moved her on to learning to kill. He taught her many skills, including but not limited to tracking, hunting, survival, ranged and close-range weaponry (including hand-to-hand), and stealth. At the age of fourteen, Avlin could hold her own in most fights.

    Then, on a day that Avlin had gone out to hone her hunting skills, she returned to find her father dead due to asphyxiation. Years of training kicked in, and she grabbed a duffel bag, packing credits, clothes, and her father's assassination rifle. Avlin disappeared.

    Four years later, the girl reappears from seemingly nowhere, taking her first job as an assassin. This kicked off a long line of jobs that made her a fairly well-known figure in the world of organized crime. She finds herself in the present with an ever-increasing number of assassination requests, and a returning curiosity as to why her mother and father happened to die so mysteriously.

    Recently, the Royal House of Naboo has hired/recruited her as the 'Blade of the King', a title that, despite the decent pay, may end up becoming a nuisance. Av never was one for diplomacy, and Naboo happened to be the epitome of peace talking and politicians.

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    APPEARANCE
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    [beebox3=500px]She has pale, almost white skin, as well as a small, short frame and hair that is often hacked down almost to her scalp. Her hair was originally red, however due to the nature of her business, it may often be dyed a different color. She possesses a relatively non-marked and non-scarred face, as well as a concave nose, average-sized eyes, and thin, pale lips. Her accent, though rarely heard due to her helmet distorting her voice, has been described as that of a standard Basic accent, with slight over enunciation at times.

    Avlin wears a vacuum-rated jumpsuit, as well as light plasteel shoulder and leg guards, with a small plasteel chest piece. She is lightly armored due to the fact that most of her kills are from a long distance, as well as the fact that she needs to move quietly and quickly at times to get into certain firing positions. A utility belt is wrapped around her waist with a strap connecting it to a thigh holster that carries a blaster pistol. Leg armor consists of a light composite material that is geared to protect against impacts rather than blasters (e.g. kicks, falling, etc.) The color of her armor and jumpsuit is most commonly a dark grey, however may be changed or altered according to her environment. Avlin wears a small bandolier going around her back and over her left shoulder, which doubles as a sling for whatever two-handed weapon of her choice to be transported easier. Lastly, she wears a small fur hide around her shoulders, the species it belongs to being unknown.

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    ATTRIBUTES
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    [beebox3=500px]Avlin is quick and quiet, even in her armor. This is in part to her training and in part to her small frame, but is a useful attribute nonetheless. Avlin normally stands her ground in a fight, whether it be with blasters, blades, or fists, thanks again to her training. She also possesses a high dexterity, and also vigorously exercises to keep herself in shape for whatever touch job may be next. Avlin has a keen grasp of the traditional arts, especially physics and science.

    Avlin is very quiet and blunt, saying only what needs to be said and nothing else. Very rarely is a sentence longer than ten to fifteen words, and this may be seen as a negative or brash attitude. Her small frame gives her an edge in fitting into difficult places, but it also makes her easy to overpower if she is confronted by someone equally as cunning or greater in strength.

    She is extremely antisocial and will do whatever she can to avoid talking or working with another person. Avlin may be seen as slightly sociopathic in that regard. She considers her assassinations works of art, and her art is one of the few things that matter to her. This may been seen as a mental disorder, however her upbringing as a trained killer is due in part to this. She is cold to all and completely disallows herself to have friends, and in a teamwork-based scenario, she will most always go off on her own. There are also some signs in her actions of ADHD, and maybe even schizophrenia.
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    SKILLS
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    Marksmanship: Deadeye. (10/10)

    Hand-to-hand/close range weapons: Able to hold her own in most scenarios, but lightsabers are still something of a difficulty. (6/10)

    Stealth: You wouldn't have noticed she was there if she wasn't talking. (7/10)

    Acrobatics: Let her climb that skyscraper. She'll be back in a minute. (8/10)

    Physical Strength: Don't trust your face to take that hit. It won't work. (6.5/10)

    Mental Strength: Less gullible than most. (7/10)

    Mechanics and Engines: She can repair blasters, blades, and armor. I don't know about that freighter, though. (3.5/10)

    Medical Expertise: Not a doctor, but about anything that can be fixed with standard first aid, she's got you covered. (4.5/10)

    Piloting: She's run the simulations. But you'd be better off trusting an actual pilot. (2/10)

    Social/Conversations: Stop talking. (0.5/10)

    Intellect: Did you seriously just ask her if she knows how trajectory works? You did, didn't you. (8/10)
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    GEAR/SHIP
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    INDIVIDUAL:
    1 B-8R blaster pistol
    1 standard datapad
    1 full-body jumpsuit, vacuum-certified
    2 custom shoulder pauldrons, plasteel
    1 custom chestpiece, plasteel
    2 custom leg guards, impact-certified composite material
    200 credits
    1 P-30 anti-personnel rifle

    SHIP:
    None/Client provided


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    PERSONALITY
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    "I only care about four things in this world. Myself, my rifle, credits, and myself. Did I say that twice? Actually, the better question is, 'Do I care if I said it twice'. And I don't. But what I just said was a lie. I care about those kids on the street. The people that can't pay to feed themselves. I care about the people that suffer as slaves. In fact, I just sold this one Rodian slaver to a couple Trandoshans yesterday. Haven't heard from him since. Odd. His slaves are fine, though."
    Avlin's emotions have been dulled from years of training and the lack of a true father. Corval always acted more like a mentor than family. One of the few emotions that remain is humor, albeit a dark, crude, and disturbing one. The second one would be that of sympathy to the poor and enslaved, especially children. Some witnesses have sighted her giving food and credits to hard-to-do people on the street, and even go so far as to free slaves. Some witnesses even suggest she has ADHD or possibly schizophrenia.

    Avlin has demons. She has ghosts. People she's killed haunt her. These ghosts bother her, but not in a normal way. She finds them more annoying than worthy of regret. But...many wounds never heal.

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    NOTABLE QUOTES
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    AV: "Corval, they had knives! They were going to kill me! I had to fight!"
    CB: "Did you finish it?"
    AV: "..Yes."
    CB: "How bad?"
    Av: "Broken bones..and a few cuts."
    CB: "How. Bad. Avlin."
    AV: "I killed them. Okay? I killed all of them. Dead."
    CB: "Good. Let this be a lesson to you. Don't ever start a fight you cant finish. Those boys made that mistake."
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    CITIZEN: "By the Force, Mr. Bardok, she KILLED someone."
    CB: "I think you're overreacting. I heard they were fine."
    CITZEN: "Dammit, Bardok, when will you wake up and see the monster you've created?!"
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    ???: "Avlin Bardok. A cursed name, that is."
    AV: "Is it?"
    ???: "Yes. And if you aren't careful, you might end up sketching more than you can paint."

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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Affiliation:
    None
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    Ownership:
    Avlin Bardok | Corval Bardok (NPC, formerly)
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    Model:
    CB-13 (Corval Bardok, 13 shots); Custom weapon
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    Type:
    Sniper Rifle
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    Size:
    WEIGHT - 14 kg; LENGTH - 140 cm; BARREL LENGTH - 74 cm
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    Composition:
    Durasteel, Plasteel
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    Range:
    Effective Range: 500 m; Max Range: Unknown (never tested, est ~900 m)
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    Ammunition Capacity:
    13 shots
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    Firing Mode:
    Semi-auto, slow rate of fire

    CB-13 Assassin Rifle


    Description:

    Corval Bardok had this weapon custom-made for him when he was an assassin, and Avlin took it as her own when she fled Eriadu. It is made of durasteel in almost all parts except for the stock and grip, which are plasteel to slightly reduce weight. An integrated scope with 80x magnification is located at the top of the weapon, and there is a hardpoint for attaching a bipod on the front of the weapon. What makes this weapon special is its ability to be broken down into multiple parts for easy storage, concealment, etc. The blaster bolts are red, and the weapon's discharge sound is similar to that of a wailing creature. Another unique trait about this is its high damage and low rate of fire. Although the blaster has the ability to punch through most standard burn-resistant clothing and armor (depending on where the shot lands), its punch comes at a cost, which is its low rate of fire required to cycle through its processes and be ready for a follow-up. The idea behind it was that whoever was using it wasn't going to miss and have to worry about a follow-up. The blaster also has a precise laser rangefinder, though neither Bardoks that used the weapon have bothered enabling the function, as they prefer doing their own calculations.

    Intent:This weapon was created with intent to be used strictly as a one shot, one kill sniper weapon, powerful enough to render most armor ineffective, provided the shot lands on target. Parts that help the shooter land their shots is the unusually high magnification settings and its attachable bipod. This is also made to show as one of Av Bardok's only few personal possessions.


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    EDIT: Archived.

    Good thing too, was a bad idea and would have been OP in a PvP situation. Lol.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Av's Assassin Armor

    Avlin pieced together this armor herself, requesting a custom chestpiece, shoulder pauldrons, and leg guards to be made from an armor manufacturer. The jumpsuit is a standard vacuum certified full-body harness with fire-resistant material, and the pauldrons and chestpiece are made of plasteel. The leg guards, curiously, are made of an impact-resistant composite of plasteel and plastoid. The helmet is what is truly unique, a custom-made piece that seals with the vacuum-suit, and if supplied with air, can be used in EVA situations for emergencies.

    Stats

    Type: Light Armor
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    Heavy Blasters: 1 hit on the helmet, no burns; 1 hit on the chest piece, 1st degree burns underneath; Shoulder pauldrons compromised, 2nd degree or worse burns; Leg guards compromised, 2nd degree burns or worse
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    Blasters: 2 hits on the helmet, no burns on the first hit, second hit compromises; 1 hit on the chest piece, no burns underneath; 1 hit on the shoulder pauldron, 2nd degree burns underneath; Leg guards compromised, 2nd degree burns or worse underneath
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    Vibroblades: Helmet withstands 1 thrust or 2 slashes; Chest piece withstands 1 solid thrust or 2 slashes; Shoulder pauldrons compromised unless glancing blow; Leg guards defend against two thrusts or two slashes, before compromising
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    Lightsabers: All pieces of armor compromised by lightsaber.
    Explosives: Fire-resistant jumpsuit protects against most common explosives at distances ~2 meters away; Shrapnel compromises all armor except for the chest piece, which is ~5 cm thick; EMP shorts out helmet.
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    Functions

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    Function 1: Vacuum-ready jumpsuit




      • Certified to be worn in-vacuum, however air supply, if desired, is maximum 15 minutes.
    Function 2: Heads-Up-Display




      • Helmet provides a HUD that displays ammo count of weapons, rangefinding, night vision. Vulnerable to EMP blasts.
    Function 3: Ammo pouches and bandolier/sling




      • Provides easy access of ammunition, though lack of pouches means only a small amount of energy cells may be carried on her person. Bandolier has 3 pouches, utility belt has 5, each can hold 2 energy cells, left side pocket on jumpsuit can hold four energy cells.
     
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  5. Caramon

    Caramon I find your lack of faith disturbing

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    I really like this character. She sounds like a sci fi ninja ha ha. I think Mockadane would find her interesting to work against. The only thing I can find is the weaknesses. The only weakness you have is that she can be overpowered if cornered. I think a few more weaknesses need to be put in so that she is not all powerful. Just trying to help.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    I got you, I was just burnt out of ideas when I made the weaknesses. I'll be sure to add in stuff.

    Also, I kinda based her off Hanna from the movie Hanna. Lol.
     
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    Caramon I find your lack of faith disturbing

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    Just trying to help. I had to edit my jedi's character profile before it was right so if i can help someone out before they post it, it will save you time in the long run.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Yeah, I get ya. What the workshop's good for, eh?
    I'll do my best to fix these small errors.
     
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    Caramon I find your lack of faith disturbing

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    your character pic on your avatar looks awesome btw
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Thank you, thank you very much
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Edit: Made Av less of a MAAAAARRRRY SUUUUUUUUUUE with emotional problems.

    Also scrapped the rifle, I'll plan on looking for or making a less edgy one.

    Edit: New rifle.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Be sure to check the official posts out, these are merely drafts now and not the final cut.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    YSILACZERA



    AGE

    ► 23
    SPECIES
    ► HUMAN
    HEIGHT
    ► 1.80M
    WEIGHT
    ► 73 KG
    EYE COLOR
    ► BLUE
    HAIR COLOR
    ► BROWN
    HOMEWORLD
    ► TATOOINE
    GENDER
    ► FEMALE
    FACTION
    ► NONE
    OCCUPATION
    ► NOMAD
    FORCE SENSITIVITY
    ► CONFIRMED
    BIOGRAPHY
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    FILE #5311930
    HENRY RHIEDER




    • .............
    • Password: ********



      Clearance Verified



      ACCESS GRANTED
      • Henry was born into a wealthy family on the planet Coruscant, his family being in the business of decorative rifle busts, made mainly from clay and plastoid. His mother was very vain and took most of their wealth for her own needs, while his father, the producer of said busts, was often left needing to do side jobs to pay taxes and bills in order to stay in business. Thus, a divorce was an obvious end, and the mother, Rivala, took money and property, while the father, Jhaza Rhieder, took his son.

        Now devoid of wealth, Jhaza was forced to move to an Underworld apartment, leading Henry through a rough upbringing and also teaching him survival and fighting skills as he aged, from times when his father worked as a security officer in the Outer Rim. One day, Jhaza was forced into a bad smuggling job, resulting in his untimely death. Henry, now in his late teens, seeked help and became a hired killer, to great effect, in return for safety and a place to sleep.

        After years of killing, he resigned himself to a life on Tatooine, long out of his prime. When things began to get unruly and local 'justice' refused to step in, he took matters into his own hands...
      • Henry has had a tough life, earning a rough hide and a short fuse from days of young. He is currently at the age of thirty-five, stands at 1.9 meters, and weighs around 91 kilograms due to a slightly higher bone density than normal. He is a human male with light brown hair and almost always relatively unshaven facial hair. He walks with a slight limp due to a run-in with a bad bunch back when he was a hired gun.

        He often wears a thick poncho with other cloth rags to conceal his face when necessary, as well as wears a rough bantha hide hat to shield himself from the sun. Though he long abandoned (or tried to abandon) his skills as a killer, he still is skilled in the way of the blaster, despite being rusty here and there.

        Marksmanship: Fastest gun this side o' the hemisphere. (8/10)

        Hand-to-hand/close range weapons: By no means in his prime anymore, but bar fights are his specialty now. (5/10)

        Stealth: He can sneak around, but that limp of his doesn't help. (4.5/10)

        Acrobatics: Hiking and mountainous terrain, but he'd need a grapple for anything else. (5/10)

        Physical Strength: He hits hard. (7/10)

        Mental Strength: He's decent in poker. (6/10)

        Mechanics and Engines: Anything except rocket science. (7/10)

        Medical Expertise: He can treat a decent gash with duct tape and spit. (6/10)

        Piloting: Doesn't know a hyperdrive from a crash seat. (0/10)

        Social/Conversations: Average Joe. (5/10)

        Intellect: He can take care of a gun, get a generator working again. Though, traditional arts aren't his strong suit. (4/10)
      • Henry isn't exactly the nicest of people on the outside. He's abrasive, rough around the edges, and can be quite short fused at times. However, he's got a soft spot. Innocent people. Especially whrn bad ones try to harm them. Henry's learned his lesson from his past as one of evil and corruption.

        He's very open to drink and spice, mainly in his free time when he's not scavenging or dispensing justice. Whiskey and cigars are his best friends.

        Oddly enough, his taste in weapons is that of slow firing, low ammo capacity types. Whether this is due to the lack of a need to upgrade or just because he rarely needs to face anything but Tusken Raiders is unknown.
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    Template by @ZayPat


    1 CZ-BP01 blaster pistol
    1 single-loaded slugthrower rifle (average generic slugthrower)
    1 ammo bandolier
    7 energy cells for BP01
    12 slugs for slugthrower rifle
    1 'Poncho Villa' poncho underneath bantha hide scarf
    107 credits
    'The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly'
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    Henry in his prime...

    I don't know. My evil heart isn't into this one. He shall sit in the workshop.
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    Name: Lila Hendarsin
    Alias: Lil' Sis (Don't call her this unless you want a broken arm); Li
    Species: Zeltron
    Gender: Female
    Age: 21
    Complexion: Light red
    Hair: Royal Blue
    Eyes: Bright green
    Homeworld: Zeltros
    Factional Allegiance: None
    Characteristics and Attributes: Lila is the younger sister of Herrith and takes from her older sibling in many ways, including personality (before Herrith's banishment) and even facial features. Many may mistake them for twins (if they're seen together, which hasn't been for seven years) except that Lila keeps her head full of hair and often wears makeup. She hasn't abandoned Zeltron ideals like Herrith and uses her pheromones and appearance to get what she wants very, very often.

    It's been seven years since Herrith's banishment, and Lila has since set off into the galaxy to break free from her parents, learn about the truth of the galaxy, and find her long-lost sister.

    Template stolen from @Darasuum . <3
     
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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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    JarinMavers



    AGE

    ► 28
    SPECIES
    ► Human
    HEIGHT
    ► 1.70 meters
    WEIGHT
    ► 67 kg
    EYE COLOR
    ► Green
    HAIR COLOR
    ► Dark brown
    HOMEWORLD
    ► Naboo
    GENDER
    ► Male
    FACTION
    ► RNSF
    RANK
    ► RNSFAF
    FORCE SENSITIVITY
    ► Possible
    BIOGRAPHY
    [beebox3=500px]Born on Naboo to a middle class military family, his mother worked as a surgeon and his father a combat pilot. At the age of twelve, Jarin 'Maverick' Mavers experienced a traumatic event: His father had been shot down and killed. At a young age, he was above average, not exceptional, at academics and often got into trouble at school all the way till he went into the Naval Academy, where he learned to fly.

    This is where he began to change. His flying style was one of the most unpredictable and possibly dangerous ones out there, with Jarin often risking his craft to pull a dangerous stunt that either impressed or scared the hell out of his instructors.


    Now, he's been accepted into the RNSF's air wing and currently serves the King, but more for the fun of it than honor or loyalty.


    APPEARANCE
    Jarin has lightly tanned skin and short brown hair that is often messy or unstyled, as well as green eyes. He has an average male frame and is short for a human. Jarin keeps himself fit due to his military lifestyle and almost always sports a cocky smile on his face.

    He is almost always in a standard issue vacuum-rated jumpsuit, mainly dark green and mostly wears a lower body harness that can carry gear and his holdout blaster. As if he was gonna get shot down.

    ATTRIBUTES

    Jarin moves around like your average person and is a decent sprinter. He's handled blasters before but is by no means a competitive shooter. He can be quite charming at times and was one of the popular kids in school. More than anything, Jarin loves flying. He enjoys pulling death defying stunts and oftentimes, to put it bluntly, is better than many of his fellow pilots.

    Jarin enjoys drinking and maybe a bit too much of the romance game at times. He's got a flying style as unpredictable as his haircut, and that's not always a good thing. The guy also tends to tick off his COs at firsr but later does earn their respect.


    Jarin takes responsibility of things that may not have been his fault. One such incident was when his wingman had an ejection failure and broken his neck. The reason for the ejection was because his wingman had strayed too close to Maverick's engines and had overheated his engine. Jarin took this as his own fault but soon got over it. He also tends to stray towards the side of insubordination with his superiors, often ignoring orders...or flat out denying them.

    SKILLS

    Marksmanship: Not the greatest. (2/10)

    Hand-to-hand/close range weapons: A black belt in the art of the bar fight.(5/10)

    Stealth: He's not a Sam Fisher kind of guy.(3/10)

    Acrobatics: Obstacle courses and climbing trees. (5/10)

    Physical Strength: Sometimes that joystick is a bit hard to use. Oh yeah, he's also military.(7/10)

    Mental Strength: Average Joe.(5/10)

    Mechanics and Engines: Starfighters are his thing. Mechanics help too. (7/10)

    Medical Expertise: SERE training was too short. (4.5/10)

    Piloting: He loves shooting things and impressing gals. From the safety of his fighter. Mostly. (10/10)

    Social/Conversations: Some may call him charming. (6/10)

    Intellect: Average, for a combat pilot. (6.5/10)


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    1 BMP-33 Alternator
    1 standard datapad
    1 Gibbous series flight suit, C variant
    1 pair of badass aviator glasses

    SHIP:
    NX-3 starfighter with classic 'Flying tiger' nose art teeth.
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    PERSONALITY

    Maverick truly personifies Jarin. He's rebellious, courageous, charming, and most importantly, one hell of a pilot. Many call him cocky, some call him crazy, and others just flat out see him as a good wingman. In all honesty, Maverick would have a better life being a stunt pilot over a combat pilot. Planes are faster, there's better pay, better fan service, and most importantly, more ladies.

    But the military is fun too.



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    Hiromi Mizota



    AGE

    24
    SPECIES
    Human
    HEIGHT
    1.79 meters
    WEIGHT
    85 kg
    EYE COLOR
    Hazel
    HAIR COLOR
    Black
    HOMEWORLD
    Vaynai
    GENDER
    Female
    FACTION
    Paladins of Mortis
    RANK
    Knight
    FORCE SENSITIVITY
    Confirmed
    "No matter how much you hate...how much you suffer...how much you fight...it is impossible to bring back the dead."
    BIOGRAPHY
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    Vaynai, 18 years ago...
    0:00 Galactic Standard Time...

    The girl panted heavily, running down a grimy old city street. The apartment behind her was in flames, and she stood barefoot on the cold cobblestone. She knew enough to not be out this late at night, that it was bad, that bad men lurked at night. But her father had taught her to fear nothing of the sort. They were weak men who refused to pick their fights in the middle of day. People like what he used to be before he found her mother. But she didn't understand any of that, not now...just that the Bad Men had come and burned her home to the ground, taken her parents. If there was one thing her mother had taught her...it was that vengeance wasn't always a bad thing...
    "You there! Young lady, it seems you are in distress."
    Considering she was in her nightgown, then yes, absolutely. She turned around with a slight gasp and found a man with glossy eyes staring in her general direction. Was he blind? How did he know she was there? And what was that stick in his hands for?
    "To answer what you're thinking right now, yes, I am blind. I also believe you're running. From what?"
    The girl wrinkled her nose and spat back a reply. "Are you one of the Bad Men that took my family, burned my home? If so, you may as well kill me now, I will not obey you!"
    The wise man merely smiled. "You think I am a killer, eh? We'll have to see about those two men coming around the corner."
    Footsteps stomped from an alleyway and came to a sliding stop. One pointed at the girl and uttered an exclamation. She turned to run, but the blind man walked past and stood in front of her, speaking.
    "To make this brief, I will say one thing: are they paying you enough for this?"
    The two men chuckled and spoke to one another.
    "A blind man, telling us to leave. What a joke. Let's kill him already."
    The blind man muttered a sentence as the two charged and the girl covered her ears, kneeling down, as the fighting ensued.

    Soon, there was only silence. She opened her eyes and stood up to find the two men unconscious and the blind man...unscathed?
    "I asked them. Guess it was a hefty reward. Come on, then. Let us go before more arrive."
    Then, the blind man walked along with his stick, quietly humming. The girl looked back at her burning apartment and then followed. What else was she to do?

    Six years later...
    "Hiromi! Are you ready yet?! The ship is waiting!"
    The blind man had called her with a cautious tone, almost wary of leaving Vaynai. The girl had never left her homeworld and, honestly, was more than excited to visit this 'Naboo'. It was definitely an interesting sounding place from her mentor's stories. She grabbed her belongings (which were few), including her wooden staff, and walked outside, meeting the blind man and walking beside him to the spaceport.

    Fifteen hours later...


    "Hyperdrive malfunction-! Dammit, not again..."

    The pilot grit his teeth as he, Hiromi's mentor, and the girl herself came out of hyperspace.

    Right above a planet. The Mizota girl wasn't one to cower in fear anymore, and simply hung on for dear life to her restraints as they entered the atmosphere with the pilot struggling to save the ship from its doom. And then they impacted, a box coming free of its shelf and hitting her in the face.

    Unknown time later...
    Hiromi woke up in a room with a bandage around her skull. Everywhere hurt, though she could make the assertion that she wasn't on that ship anymore. A door opened and someone dressed in primitive clothing set down some water beside the bed before realizing that the girl was awake. He rushed out and immediately another man came in, kneeling beside the bed.
    "You're awake. Good."

    The girl wasn't one to trust strangers and said nothing. The man spoke again.
    "Well, can you speak- Is she mute?"

    The person beside the speaking man shrugged. He returned his gaze to Hiromi as she opened her mouth. She supposed these people were trustworthy enough if they hadn't killed her. Evidently she was knocked unconscious.
    "I can speak. Where am I?"

    The man simply smiled.
    "You are in the home of the Paladins of Mortis. It may seem confusing to you now, but all will be clarified soon."

    "And what of my mentor? Ioza?"

    The man merely blinked, his eyes lowering. So he was dead. The girl felt a pang of sorrow but fought it back. There was time for crying later. Her gaze said enough about her desire to talk more and the two men left.

    So much for Naboo.

    Present day...
    Adumar...

    Mizota finished cleaning her blade. It sung as new as it was. She was sitting in a small chamber, her chamber, a peaceful one that reflected a more natural surrounding, filled with vibrant lotus blossoms on the walls, unlike many of the others around her, which were far more spartan and utilitarian. She preferred hers this way. Nature enjoys being acknowledged. That was one thing she knew from her teachings of old.

    Right as she sheathed her sword, the comlink on her arm buzzed. A new assignment from what she'd been told.
    It was about time to be welcomed back into the galaxy...
    Hiromi smiled as the man on the other side spoke.
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    APPEARANCE
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    Hiromi has dark tan skin, due to the rural lifestyle she lived in her later years, which flushes quite clearly after a couple drinks. She has a rounded face (East Asian) and black hair, as well as almond-shaped hazel eyes. Her hair is straight and black, reaching down to around her mid-back when not tied into some form to fit under her armor and not get in the way. Her accent reflects that of a native Vaynai, with L's and R's being under-enunciated and easily slurred as one in the same, with the rest of her speech being enunciated in clipped tones. She has a strong and lean body from years of training and sparring.

    Before a battle, Hiromi paints her exposed skin and face pale white, as intimidation when her mask is removed or when her helmet is compromised. Out of armor, she wears simple traditional robes or a generic mix of shirt and jeans, and normally leaves her hair either in a ponytail or unstyled. She wears a memorial to her original mentor, a simple necklace, hidden under her shirt or armor.

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    ATTRIBUTES
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    Hiromi is light-footed and quiet despite her strength, and exercises as often as possible. She is very agile as well and is no stranger to melee fighting, especially with swords and blades. She also is very good with her hands and can fix most pieces of armor that are similar to hers in design, and even knows how to make a sword. Her education in traditional arts lacked in her early years due to being in a poor family, however with the Paladins she was proven to be very intelligent and quick-thinking.
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    Hiromi is not one to talk when unneeded. She keeps a respectful silence unless spoken to and will mainly keep her opinions to herself unless provoked to a point, in which a biting temper will get the better of her and loosen her jaw a bit. She has a tendency to never back down from a fight, and therefore will either tire herself out or tire out her opponent, even with her above-normal endurance. Though she tends to fight longer than necessary, Hiromi is smart enough to know when to live to fight again another day and will retreat when completely necessary. She is Force-sensitive, though lacks the ability to use telekinesis and rather sticks to using it to focus her mind and body as one when in battle.

    Hiromi's temper may get her into trouble at times, but almost never to an extreme level. Disrespect or dishonor her or the Paladins, she'll have a word or two with you. Disrespect her mentor? That's a death sentence. Did I say not to dishonor her family? Don't get me started on that. She is fiercely loyal to her own code of honor that adheres above and beyond to the Paladin code, and believes that a warrior's death is of greater honor than living another day. Hiromi knows that her family had done dishonorable deeds back before she was born, and attempts to restore that honor on a day-by-day basis, as stories she had heard from Mentor Ioza told her of her family's prestigious past as warriors.
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    Hand-to-hand/close range weapons: Trained from the very best, if she said so herself. (10/10)

    Stealth: She's quiet, but not silent. (6.5/10)

    Acrobatics: Trees, unstable surfaces, cliff faces? Sure. (6/10)

    Physical Strength: Strong, but not that strong. (7/10)

    Mental Strength: A bit of a hothead at times. Sometimes. (6/10)

    Mechanics and Engines: Isn't that Bill's job? But I know plenty about my sword and armor. (2/10)

    Medical Expertise: Doctors and professionals are the people for that. But she knows about the usefulness of bandages and antibiotics. (3.5/10)

    Piloting: What's a crash seat? (0/10)

    Social/Conversations: Woman of few words. She makes those words count, though. (5/10)

    Intellect: Bright, yet deadly. (7.5/10)

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    Hiromi keeps to a strict honor code and maintains the utmost respect to her peers and superiors, despite personal opinion, unless she feels it necessary to disagree with a point. Her honor code closely follows that of ancient texts:
    • Rectitude. Correct judgment or procedure for the resolution of righteousness.
    • Courage. A virtue only in the cause of righteousness. Death for an unworthy cause is no better than a dog's death.
    • Benevolence. Sympathy and nobility of feeling are the highest attributes of the soul.
    • Politeness. A poor virtue if it is actuated only by a fear of offending good taste. Rather it should stem from a sympathetic regard for the feeling of others.
    • Veracity. “Truthfulness.” Lying is cowardly, and is dishonorable.
    • Honor. A vivid consciousness of personal dignity and worth is implicit in the word honor.
    • Loyalty. Only in the code of chivalrous honor does loyalty assume importance. In the conflict between loyalty and affection the code never wavers from the choice of loyalty.
    These principles are to be adhered to till and after death.
    Oddly enough, Hiromi is religious and does not believe in the Force as much as she does in gods and deities, and this has molded into a merging between the two, except into the belief that deities influence the Force..
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    Custom knight armor (in between light-medium rating)
    Crimson red with gold colored ornamentation, for purposes of intimidation and to hide any wounds sustained in battle.

    Custom vibroblade set (sword, short sword, backup tanto)

    SHIP:

    None.

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    Herrith She's So Unusual

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