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Name: One-Oh
Race: Defel
Age: 23
Rank: Imperial Agent
Force Sensitive?: No
Gender: Male
Height: 1.5 metres
Weight: 95 lbs
"Gentlemen, I know how much time we have all put into overseeing this program, but I believe Captive Ten, or One-Oh as you have all called him rather fondly, is our finest exemplar. Now I won’t bore you with the culling results, you have all seen them, even with a gross 99% loss of our subjects to make it to the final stage. It cannot be argued that One-Oh was always going to pass, even those of you who were rooting for Oh-Seven in the back there.
It is times like these, with the culmination of years of work, that I remind myself of the principal this program was first established on. For the enemy to be unsure whether you carry a weapon is one thing, but it is far better for them to be unaware that the weapon exists in the first place."
Biography: Born to unknown parents in the lower levels of Coruscant, the child who would become One-Oh began his life in grueling poverty, while civilisation above dwelt in towers of glistening glass and steel, debating, drinking and laughing. They never spoke of the lower levels, save for when something needed fixing to make sure there own homes remained powered. It was down here, below even the deepest shanty-towns and slums, where most sane individual feared to tread. That One grew up. It is not known how or why the infant Defel was abandoned. But the decision would have dire consequences. With no family to teach him to write or speak, or protect him. One grew up in harsh conditions surrounded by nothing but sewage waste and a few deranged vagabonds who dwelt in the lower levels.
It can be assumed that, being a natural predator with his gift of near invisibility, One hunted rats and other small vermin for food. Combined with a damaging proximity to harmful waste, turned the child Defel into little more than an intelligent animal. For years One stalked the tunnels, and as it grew in size and age, it grew bolder. Soon pets went missing, with only a brief squeal of panicked terror to mark their passing. But soon after that, people started disappearing, no screams, not even a sound of shuttering as their bodies were dragged off to places unknown. Just gone.
Eventually, the Reoublica discovered the existence of One-Oh, after stooge pigeons and informants operating in the slums of the mega-city received word of a nameless beast, one that had the locals feared had killed several homeless people who had journeyed too far into the tunnels below. Several Imperial Agents were deployed, and One was captured without incident.
The Republica had been working on a secret program, designated Project Peripheral. The aim of the project was to kidnap the infant children, young enough to wipe their past lives away, of alien races deemed to have useful natural abilities.Overlooking past prejudices in the name of producing obedient killers. In One’s case it was his species ability to be nearly invisible when still, as well as his superb night-vision. Years of rigorous training, experimental psycho-hypnotic therapy, and constantly being pushed to the absolute brink of his physical and mental resilience, bred a cold, uncaring psychopath. But a psychopath that obeyed its directives without question. Eventually killing all other inductees of the program in a savage final test. One-Oh was gleefully presented by giddy, sycophantic directors to their higher ups, and with permission, they set the product of Project Peripheral loose into the galaxy. Heeding only the summons of his masters, One-Oh is a finely tuned killing machine, bred only to inflict slaughter on the enemies of the Imperial Republica.
Description: Oh-One is a male Defel, and is covered in in a coat of thick black fur, with cruel, hooked claws on each finger, and sharpened teeth. His eyes glean red when they are seen, and are hyper-sensitive to light, being due to his species natural ability to see in the UV spectrum. He has a stocky build typical of his species, with long forearms and legs, and a broad chest. In most situations One wears a black tinted visor to block out other light spectrum's. Underneath his fur he has multiple scars from his life in the program and missions he has endured, but none of which are visible.
Attributes: One’s physique is superb, and his muscles are tense like corded steel. This gives him great strength, easily enough to break bones. However, he is not intelligent, and is trained only to follow directives, giving him limited problem solving skills and independent thought outside of any immediate threat or objective.
Repeated and consistent usage of psycho-hypnosis has left the Defel’s mind narrow and closed-minded. And has expressed resilience towards interrogation methods,and in some lesser cases interrogation by force users. His sense of smell and hearing are also very finely tuned, and he has been trained to recognize types of slug rounds by their gas trails alone. The Defel is extremely sensitive to the visible light spectrum, and has to wear a tinted visor to make sure he is not blinded, if his visor is removed,he is almost fully blinded and won’t be able to see his surroundings.
Skills: One is skilled in melee, especially with his own bare hands, and a vibro-knife. He is also accurate enough with small arms fire, such as dart guns and blaster pistols. He has received less training with blaster rifles, as they are too heavy to wield in covert operations. But by far his greatest ability is the gift of invisibility, or near enough to it. When in a perfectly still position, he is partially invisible, and appears as a half-shadowed figure. When in this state in the peripheral view of somebody, or in a darkened environment, he can almost perfectly blend in to the backdrop.
This does however have setbacks, One is easier to detect when moving slowly, or if he has been previously spotted. He is also fully visible to the naked eye when moving around normally When in a fight he prefers to hide in the shadows and isolate his target before attacking and killing them.
Gear:The imperial agent doesn’t wear alot of armour due to his reliance on stealth, he only wears his visor and a light grenade belt for his HH-69 grenades around his chest, holsters for his dart gun and blaster pistol, and a sheath for his knife.
HH-69 “Huehue” grenades http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/hh-69-huehue-adhesive-grenade.85051/
Dart Gun
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/dart-pistol.86162/
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