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NAME: Brooke Antell
FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5’ 2”
WEIGHT: 120lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Red, cropped short
SKIN: Caucasian/tanned
CREDITS: 1,000
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Moderately strong
DEXTERITY: Nimble and agile; stealthy
CONSTITUTION: Very physically fit
INTELLIGENCE: Intelligent
WISDOM: Not very wise
CHARISMA: Has an aptitude for angering and annoying others
SKILLS: Brooke may not appear strong, but her slender frame hides a surprising amount of whipcord strength. Her forte is speed and stealth.
GEAR: A sharp tongue and searing wit
PERSONALITY: Brooke lives her life by her own rules and on her own schedule, and refuses to change for anyone. She rarely trusts people, and is always on her guard for something to happen, though it should be mentioned that once her trust and respect is gained, Brooke is an unfaltering ally and would gladly lay down her life for those of friends. In fact, though she almost never shows it, Brooke cares deeply for anyone she makes attachments with, which is another reason her trust comes with so much difficulty.
Brooke rises to adversity like no other, as she is stubborn as they come - the more you push her, the more she pushes back. Deep down, though, despite her faults, she is essentially good, as she carries no weapons, and has never killed before. It is a mystery how she has managed to stay unaligned for so long – but it is probably due to the equal disrespect and seemingly unprovoked hostility she has for all and any sides.
BIOGRAPHY: Brooke Antell was born in the wilderness of Dantooine. Her parents were researchers involved in the study and observation of wildlife, and as such paid no attention to their daughter - past making sure she was alive. The only time the child ever saw the few outposts and cities of Dantooine was when her parents needed food or supplies, and they always forced Brooke to wait at the outskirts because ‘it was dangerous’. In this manner, she not only began to breed contempt for figures of authority, but also escaped the notice of any Jedi who came to Dantooine looking for hopefuls. Brooke was strong in the force, however, deep in the wilderness of the uninhabited parts of the planet, no one took notice, and Brooke’s parents were too involved with work to give a damn. Even though she was young, Brooke got fed up with being ignored. She wanted a life of her own, away from Dantooine. She wanted to see the universe. So at the age of ten, Brooke left her home for good.
It was that day that she first stole. After all, you can’t buy a shuttle ticket with a sad story. Brooke left a note, and an apology for stealing the credits she needed – the last she would make for a while – and then left Dantooine to head to the largest city in the known galaxy; Coruscant. She arrived, a wide eyed, innocent ten year old who had no knowledge of cities or the outside world - completely naïve in all matters of the universe, light and dark. That would quickly change. She got lucky on her first day and found a husband and wife who owned a cantina that were willing to offer her a place to sleep and eat as long as she was willing to work. Brooke agreed – she wanted to make her own way, afterall, and she started immediately.
Over the years Brooke learned the hard way that only the strongest survive, so she started supporting herself by stealing and informing. She never spent more than a week in any one place, and she put herself in danger every day simply to earn enough for survival. Despite all of this; she loved her way of life. She was free – freer than she had ever been. No one told her what to do. If they did, she mouthed off at them and then ran. Years passed. The more Brooke stole the better she got at it, and she ran quite the informing gig in the slums of Coruscant. Because of her demeanor, Brooke drew trouble like a magnet, but, miraculously, always came out mostly unscathed. Little did she know, the force was the secret behind many of her skills; from eavesdropping to dodging blaster bolts. As she lived on the streets, Brooke slowly developed a bold, uncaring attitude and grew accustomed to speaking her mind wherever she went. To this day she is ignorant of the force and how it affects her.
ROLE-PLAYS:
Rodians will be Rodians...(Entrance)
Decisions at Dawn
EDIT: Tentative Character Picture-
FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5’ 2”
WEIGHT: 120lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Red, cropped short
SKIN: Caucasian/tanned
CREDITS: 1,000
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Moderately strong
DEXTERITY: Nimble and agile; stealthy
CONSTITUTION: Very physically fit
INTELLIGENCE: Intelligent
WISDOM: Not very wise
CHARISMA: Has an aptitude for angering and annoying others
SKILLS: Brooke may not appear strong, but her slender frame hides a surprising amount of whipcord strength. Her forte is speed and stealth.
GEAR: A sharp tongue and searing wit
PERSONALITY: Brooke lives her life by her own rules and on her own schedule, and refuses to change for anyone. She rarely trusts people, and is always on her guard for something to happen, though it should be mentioned that once her trust and respect is gained, Brooke is an unfaltering ally and would gladly lay down her life for those of friends. In fact, though she almost never shows it, Brooke cares deeply for anyone she makes attachments with, which is another reason her trust comes with so much difficulty.
Brooke rises to adversity like no other, as she is stubborn as they come - the more you push her, the more she pushes back. Deep down, though, despite her faults, she is essentially good, as she carries no weapons, and has never killed before. It is a mystery how she has managed to stay unaligned for so long – but it is probably due to the equal disrespect and seemingly unprovoked hostility she has for all and any sides.
BIOGRAPHY: Brooke Antell was born in the wilderness of Dantooine. Her parents were researchers involved in the study and observation of wildlife, and as such paid no attention to their daughter - past making sure she was alive. The only time the child ever saw the few outposts and cities of Dantooine was when her parents needed food or supplies, and they always forced Brooke to wait at the outskirts because ‘it was dangerous’. In this manner, she not only began to breed contempt for figures of authority, but also escaped the notice of any Jedi who came to Dantooine looking for hopefuls. Brooke was strong in the force, however, deep in the wilderness of the uninhabited parts of the planet, no one took notice, and Brooke’s parents were too involved with work to give a damn. Even though she was young, Brooke got fed up with being ignored. She wanted a life of her own, away from Dantooine. She wanted to see the universe. So at the age of ten, Brooke left her home for good.
It was that day that she first stole. After all, you can’t buy a shuttle ticket with a sad story. Brooke left a note, and an apology for stealing the credits she needed – the last she would make for a while – and then left Dantooine to head to the largest city in the known galaxy; Coruscant. She arrived, a wide eyed, innocent ten year old who had no knowledge of cities or the outside world - completely naïve in all matters of the universe, light and dark. That would quickly change. She got lucky on her first day and found a husband and wife who owned a cantina that were willing to offer her a place to sleep and eat as long as she was willing to work. Brooke agreed – she wanted to make her own way, afterall, and she started immediately.
Over the years Brooke learned the hard way that only the strongest survive, so she started supporting herself by stealing and informing. She never spent more than a week in any one place, and she put herself in danger every day simply to earn enough for survival. Despite all of this; she loved her way of life. She was free – freer than she had ever been. No one told her what to do. If they did, she mouthed off at them and then ran. Years passed. The more Brooke stole the better she got at it, and she ran quite the informing gig in the slums of Coruscant. Because of her demeanor, Brooke drew trouble like a magnet, but, miraculously, always came out mostly unscathed. Little did she know, the force was the secret behind many of her skills; from eavesdropping to dodging blaster bolts. As she lived on the streets, Brooke slowly developed a bold, uncaring attitude and grew accustomed to speaking her mind wherever she went. To this day she is ignorant of the force and how it affects her.
ROLE-PLAYS:
Rodians will be Rodians...(Entrance)
Decisions at Dawn
EDIT: Tentative Character Picture-
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