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Darmus' jaw was locked tight and his facial expression was a mixture of constipation and outmost exertion until -finally- the bolt gave way and he managed to push the wrench round again. Eventually he managed to remove all sixteen bolts and opened the panel to reveal a mixture of brightly colored wires all twisted up to prove that this shuttle has a piss poor mechanic.
"Hmm-" the sweaty human looked deep in thought while the flashlight he strapped to his head flickered and for a moment returned him to pitch black darkness. "-last time I switched those red and green wires and put them in those ports, so what if I-" He put his hands into the wiry mess and rummaged for a moment and then suddenly the main lights came alive, just like the loud hum of an ancient refridgerator and the smooth tones of Shaddaa Jatz. "-Splendid!"
Darmus had no idea what he had done, but it worked. Misplaced pride overwhelmed him as he let the heavy panel lay on the floor and rose up to full height, giving him the view of the shoddy hangar he rented on the Smuggler's Moon, complete with bright neon signs trying to convince him to gamble his remaining credits in fixed Hutt-sponsored games. Darmus simply shook his head and grinned. He knew of a much better way to celebrate his succesfull repairs and turned to the liquor cabinet where he dusted off a two-decade-old Commenor brandy.
"That's best enjoyed when you share it with friends." A heavily accented voice said from the doorway. It startled Darmus, who painfully realized he had left his blaster in another room, but when he turned and saw the familiar Quarren in the doorway visibly relaxed. "Visquis! Grab the glasses from that cabinet over there and let's celebrate." the joyful human exclaimed beamingly. "No way I'm passing on Commenor brandy! Where did you get it? The Quarren moved and talked comfortably despite the pair of heavy blaster pistols on his hips and seemed to have completely dropped his guard towards Darmus, although even the latter noticed that the Quarren kept a wary eye looking out into the hangar every few seconds. Darmus pretended not to notice because he knew too well with what kind of people Visquis made his living. "It was a gift from an Abednedo who hired me to smuggle some artefact out of Tirahnn three weeks ago. Bought that Shaddaa Jatz record with the credits I had left after expenses." For Darmus, that was a pretty sweet deal and up until he saw Visquis shake his head he had been really happy about it, too. "This is why you should do more work for me, buddy-" the Quarren's eyes shifted outside into the hangar again and this time Darmus' followed to find a scrawny Twi'lek boy dragging a too-large-for-his-frame suitcase towards the shuttle. "Is he?"
Visquis nodded and then shrugged, "We get him to where he needs to go and you can buy a whole case of Commenor brandy." Darmus wasn't too keen on the offer, perhaps because Visquis didn't seem to excited either, so his eyes narrowed and a silence fell that was long enough to make it seem they were simply enjoying the Shaddaa Jatz. "What is it he needs to do?" Darmus finally asked and Visquis' shoulders dropped into a sigh, "Just something for a Hutt, Darmus. Better you don't know. Now, let me introduce the two of you."
The scrawny Twi'lek looked no older than fifteen and yet Darmus thought his eyes already had a lifetime of pain behind them. "Hey there, Captain." his smile was somewhat cocky and yet the presence of Visquis seemed to innerve him deeply. "My name is Tilo Vahn, and this-" he motioned to the large suitcase and popped it open to reveal a wide range of slicing equipment, "-is Andraste."
Darmus first looked at Visquis and then back to the kid. "So you got me smuggling a slicer somewhere. Name's Darmus, kid. I'm not one for formalities." The young Twi'lek nodded and grinned slightly, still somewhat on his guard due to Visquis, but comfortable with Darmus nonetheless. "My shuttle ain't big, so you get the couch."
"Actually," Visquis interjected, much to the surpise of both the Twi'lek youth as the smuggler. "There is another who will be joining us on this trip."
"Hmm-" the sweaty human looked deep in thought while the flashlight he strapped to his head flickered and for a moment returned him to pitch black darkness. "-last time I switched those red and green wires and put them in those ports, so what if I-" He put his hands into the wiry mess and rummaged for a moment and then suddenly the main lights came alive, just like the loud hum of an ancient refridgerator and the smooth tones of Shaddaa Jatz. "-Splendid!"
Darmus had no idea what he had done, but it worked. Misplaced pride overwhelmed him as he let the heavy panel lay on the floor and rose up to full height, giving him the view of the shoddy hangar he rented on the Smuggler's Moon, complete with bright neon signs trying to convince him to gamble his remaining credits in fixed Hutt-sponsored games. Darmus simply shook his head and grinned. He knew of a much better way to celebrate his succesfull repairs and turned to the liquor cabinet where he dusted off a two-decade-old Commenor brandy.
"That's best enjoyed when you share it with friends." A heavily accented voice said from the doorway. It startled Darmus, who painfully realized he had left his blaster in another room, but when he turned and saw the familiar Quarren in the doorway visibly relaxed. "Visquis! Grab the glasses from that cabinet over there and let's celebrate." the joyful human exclaimed beamingly. "No way I'm passing on Commenor brandy! Where did you get it? The Quarren moved and talked comfortably despite the pair of heavy blaster pistols on his hips and seemed to have completely dropped his guard towards Darmus, although even the latter noticed that the Quarren kept a wary eye looking out into the hangar every few seconds. Darmus pretended not to notice because he knew too well with what kind of people Visquis made his living. "It was a gift from an Abednedo who hired me to smuggle some artefact out of Tirahnn three weeks ago. Bought that Shaddaa Jatz record with the credits I had left after expenses." For Darmus, that was a pretty sweet deal and up until he saw Visquis shake his head he had been really happy about it, too. "This is why you should do more work for me, buddy-" the Quarren's eyes shifted outside into the hangar again and this time Darmus' followed to find a scrawny Twi'lek boy dragging a too-large-for-his-frame suitcase towards the shuttle. "Is he?"
Visquis nodded and then shrugged, "We get him to where he needs to go and you can buy a whole case of Commenor brandy." Darmus wasn't too keen on the offer, perhaps because Visquis didn't seem to excited either, so his eyes narrowed and a silence fell that was long enough to make it seem they were simply enjoying the Shaddaa Jatz. "What is it he needs to do?" Darmus finally asked and Visquis' shoulders dropped into a sigh, "Just something for a Hutt, Darmus. Better you don't know. Now, let me introduce the two of you."
The scrawny Twi'lek looked no older than fifteen and yet Darmus thought his eyes already had a lifetime of pain behind them. "Hey there, Captain." his smile was somewhat cocky and yet the presence of Visquis seemed to innerve him deeply. "My name is Tilo Vahn, and this-" he motioned to the large suitcase and popped it open to reveal a wide range of slicing equipment, "-is Andraste."
Darmus first looked at Visquis and then back to the kid. "So you got me smuggling a slicer somewhere. Name's Darmus, kid. I'm not one for formalities." The young Twi'lek nodded and grinned slightly, still somewhat on his guard due to Visquis, but comfortable with Darmus nonetheless. "My shuttle ain't big, so you get the couch."
"Actually," Visquis interjected, much to the surpise of both the Twi'lek youth as the smuggler. "There is another who will be joining us on this trip."
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Darmus Onn
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NAME: Darmus Onn
AGE: 36 G.S.Y.
SPECIES: Human
HOMEWORLD: N/A
LEVEL: One
FORCE SENSITIVITY: No
FACTION: Independent
RANK: Smuggler & Slicer
SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Basic, Bocce
HEIGHT: 182 cm
WEIGHT: 87 kg
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THREADS AS A LEVEL ONE
Participated in Plot #1
"Short Summary of the Plot through Darmus' POV as if presented in a Holo-log"
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You cannot be born to pirates on a pirate ship without having some natural disregard for other people's property and general well being. Darmus is a self-dealing kriffer who will always value his own hide above anyone else's and despite all his considerable character flaws he did aspire to join the Sector Rangers. It could be said that he's a hopeless romantic who shudders at the thought of staying at one place for too long and that despite the world he was born into, it was the rights and wrongs from the Lone Ranger HoloNet movies that made the biggest mark on him. But then, he never really got in, did he? If there's any description that really does him justice it's that he's a craven with strange interests.
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Holo-log #1 'Prologue'
Pirate crews are comprised of two distinct desires: 1) a reckless want for violence, and 2) the urge to live free from the restrictions of 'civilized' institutions. In most known cases the former is extremely dominant and is perhaps instrumental if we ask ourselves why it is these pirates whose names are known to us. Violence causes infamy. However, contrary to popular opinion, in most pirates the latter desire is determinant and sees to creation of safe havens held together not by the laws of oppressive institutions, but by a Code created and upheld by the brotherhood of all that call the haven their home. Piracy then becomes merely a means for survival and prosperity. More than often killing is not involved and violence, however paradoxically, is eschewed.
It was in this world that I was born and I like to say it gave me an unconventional view on crime and punishment. I learned early in life to avoid the more infamous colleagues and when I was just ten-and-one I was initiated into the family business of low-violence piracy. Usually that meant boarding bulk cargo ships owned by smaller corporations that couldn't afford a security apparatus and we ditched out of there when another ship appeared on our sensors. The infamous pirates called us cowards, but we survived nonetheless and I've seen many a 'known pirate' die violently after a very short career.
I think I was about fourteen when we captured a ship that had HoloNet movies of the 'Lone Ranger' among its cargo. This Sector Ranger lived our wandering lifestyle but instead of taking from the poor, he took down the corrupt and caught murderers and thieves. I was.. enthralled by the fantasy of being that Lone Ranger. Despite all our pirating success I had never seen my parents more proud of me than when I told them I was leaving. To my regret I never saw them again.
First I joined up with a planetary security firm, protecting cargo from would-be robbers of magnetic trains and honest to -whomever- I really planned on staying on the straight and narrow. Thing is.. well, there were these robbers who offered quite a good sum of credits if I looked the other way and..
Anyway, that whole ranger stuff wasn't for me anyway. Way too dangerous. Honestly I'm glad they fired me.. kicked me to the curb on Mos Eisley of all places.. literally kicked me into the sand and spat... did me a favor really. I bought a ship with a functioning hyperdrive and began my career smuggling for the galactic underworld. A bit over a decade of spice hidden in secret compartments, cages filled with Kowakian Monkey Lizards and blasters up to my ears. It's about time I finally get to see some of that promised fortune...
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COMBAT GEAR* Generic Blaster Pistol ** Not Adv. Generic Light Armor Not Adv. OTHER GEAR Slicing Equipment Not Adv. Tracking Equipment Not Adv. PERSONAL SHIP Shuttle with Hyperdrive Not Adv. RELIQUARY placeholder #1 Not Adv. placeholder #2 Not Adv. placeholder #3 Not Adv.
* this is his default gear.
** He carries [2] extra powerpacks.
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NAME: Darmus Onn
Durza's gang
Overview
Organization
Roster
Featured in
Intent
Durza Shadii was a Hutt Crimelord who ran his own gang from Nar Shaddaa. His headquarters was an old multi-floored casino for the riff-raffs called "Twice Boonta" where he maintained a HoloNet tapping operation and turned young streetkids into slicers.
Durza and his gang were able to remain neutral despite many gang wars in the lower levels as his policing of the network through his slicers kept any semblance of law enforcement away from the business the gangs fought over. His fee for all services on the net was steep, but always worth it considering that if you tried to slice networks under his protection..well, then you got his more than capable enforcers putting a blaster bolt in the back of your head.
Durza and his gang were able to remain neutral despite many gang wars in the lower levels as his policing of the network through his slicers kept any semblance of law enforcement away from the business the gangs fought over. His fee for all services on the net was steep, but always worth it considering that if you tried to slice networks under his protection..well, then you got his more than capable enforcers putting a blaster bolt in the back of your head.
Organization
Durza limited much of his illegal actions to slicing, being a top-notch broker for heist crews that needed a skilled slicer on their team.
To protect his headquarters and his slicing streetkids, Durza employed enforcers from smaller gangs who had already distinguised themselves on the violent streets of the lower levels.
Durza was, like every Hutt, also extremely focused on his own survival and was known to get rid of enforcers who got too infamous or too skilled for the Hutt to sit comfortably on his throne. The same often happened with the young slicers as Durza treated them like one-job talent and cared little whether they came back from a job or not. They were just to easy and much cheaper to simply replace. As long as he got the credit transfer with his cut, the Hutt didn't give a kriff.
According to an estimate made by combining streetgossip and Sector Ranger intel, the gang appears to be comprised of roughly 20 slicers and 10 enforcers at any time.
To protect his headquarters and his slicing streetkids, Durza employed enforcers from smaller gangs who had already distinguised themselves on the violent streets of the lower levels.
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Lvl 1 Slicers
Lvl 2 Enforcers
Durza was, like every Hutt, also extremely focused on his own survival and was known to get rid of enforcers who got too infamous or too skilled for the Hutt to sit comfortably on his throne. The same often happened with the young slicers as Durza treated them like one-job talent and cared little whether they came back from a job or not. They were just to easy and much cheaper to simply replace. As long as he got the credit transfer with his cut, the Hutt didn't give a kriff.
According to an estimate made by combining streetgossip and Sector Ranger intel, the gang appears to be comprised of roughly 20 slicers and 10 enforcers at any time.
Roster
All known members of the gang are listed here. If you created a PC or NPC that is part of Durza's gang, please PM me so I can add it to the write-up.
- Talo Vahn [NPC] - Slicer
- Visquis [NPC] - Enforcer
- Durza Shadii [NPC] - Boss
Featured in
Below is an updated list of threads featuring members of the Durza Gang. If you want your thread included in this list, please PM me.
- Thread #1
- Thread #2
Intent
To provide a low-level Hutt gang on Nar Shaddaa for background use in plots.
Sector Rangers
Overview
Organization
Roster
Intent
Since their inception in 300 ABC, the Sector Rangers have endured multiple iterations if the Republic, were on the frontlines when the Mand'Alor the Chosen united the Mandalorian clans and wielded their blasters on both sides when Andraste's once mighty Empire finally fell. Since then they have managed to survive as a service due to generous donations and rewards from bringing in wanted outlaws.
Sector Rangers have been responsible for investigating and bringing to justice the worst of the worst- slavers and kidnappers, high profile smugglers, inter-galactic organized crime members, and murderers and serial killers of all kinds. Generally working alone or in pairs as they chase criminals all across the galaxy, their exploits have lead to the Rangers becoming an almost mythical organization in the public eye, and the "Lone Ranger" has been the subject of dozens of holo-dramas.
While the HoloNet popularity certainly helped in giving the Sector Ranger an honorable reputation, the Outer Rim still sees them as a different shade of bounty hunter and not everyone there will have enough access to these movies to recognize a ranger when they see one.
Sector Rangers have been responsible for investigating and bringing to justice the worst of the worst- slavers and kidnappers, high profile smugglers, inter-galactic organized crime members, and murderers and serial killers of all kinds. Generally working alone or in pairs as they chase criminals all across the galaxy, their exploits have lead to the Rangers becoming an almost mythical organization in the public eye, and the "Lone Ranger" has been the subject of dozens of holo-dramas.
While the HoloNet popularity certainly helped in giving the Sector Ranger an honorable reputation, the Outer Rim still sees them as a different shade of bounty hunter and not everyone there will have enough access to these movies to recognize a ranger when they see one.
Organization
To become a ranger is relatively easy as all they do is a background check, but then the pay is horrible, your life most certainly only short-lived and the only promotion you’d see is in the assignment to more Coreward or otherwise noteworthy sectors. Only those of true renown and selfless devotion can become a ‘Marshal’ as a sign of respect for their accomplishments, yet a real benefit to this title there is not and since the start of the ranger service only few have earned that distinction. Their funding allows only for a personnel ceiling of 400, which means there's never more than 300 active rangers in the field.
One can become a Marshal only after they reach level 3 and have brought at least 10 player characters to justice (PvP wins).
Rangers come from all walks of life, all species, all backgrounds, and they all have different styles. But the Ranger more often than not has to figure it out on his own, do the right thing, and he has to bring his quarry to court. Rangers pride themselves on bringing in most criminals alive, upholding the law and holding themselves to a higer standard matched by few. They follow their own investigations through from start to finish, never leaving business unfinished or a score unsettled. They are the shining example of Law Enforcement, untouched by corruption or politics and existing for one purpose and one purpose only - Justice.
What can a Ranger do?
While cheap holo-flicks show Rangers commandeering entire local fleets in search of their enemies, the reality is that bureaucratic red tape limits their acquisition powers or slows the process down so much as to be nearly useless, and a Ranger is often assigned only a lowly liaison or escort to guide him about. So while Rangers can always request the assistance, military or police, of whatever system they're working in, more often than not a Ranger is on his own.
One can become a Marshal only after they reach level 3 and have brought at least 10 player characters to justice (PvP wins).
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Lvl 1 - Lvl 4 Ranger
Lvl 3 - Lvl 4 Marshal
Rangers come from all walks of life, all species, all backgrounds, and they all have different styles. But the Ranger more often than not has to figure it out on his own, do the right thing, and he has to bring his quarry to court. Rangers pride themselves on bringing in most criminals alive, upholding the law and holding themselves to a higer standard matched by few. They follow their own investigations through from start to finish, never leaving business unfinished or a score unsettled. They are the shining example of Law Enforcement, untouched by corruption or politics and existing for one purpose and one purpose only - Justice.
What can a Ranger do?
While cheap holo-flicks show Rangers commandeering entire local fleets in search of their enemies, the reality is that bureaucratic red tape limits their acquisition powers or slows the process down so much as to be nearly useless, and a Ranger is often assigned only a lowly liaison or escort to guide him about. So while Rangers can always request the assistance, military or police, of whatever system they're working in, more often than not a Ranger is on his own.
Roster
- OOC Player - Character Name - Rank
Intent
We've always had dubious bounty hunters and Staff SWAT as response to our site's criminal characters. Last timeline the Sector Rangers were added and I'd like to expand on their story. This NPC Organization is meant to give the community back its defenders of the law (whichever law that will be), where a Sector Ranger can plot investigations and give the perps a real sense of dread for the rangers are coming for you! In addition I think it's a nice extra story reason to use the bounty system besides being a notorious credit-hoarding Mandalorian.
And lets be honest: We need a Chuck Norris in space.
And lets be honest: We need a Chuck Norris in space.
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