Rebel Scum - Character topic
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				Title: <strong>Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>17-12-2020, 09:05:19</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>18-12-2020, 16:02:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/94/9e/a3/949ea31fc769ea4d7f8a29cefbb40713.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Lieutenant Jast Tycho, Alliance Special Forces</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Background:</strong> Jast Tycho was an idealistic and bright young man, politically conscious but hardly active when he won a scholarship to study engineering at a school on the world of Chandrila.&nbsp; Leaving his homeworld for the first time, he bid his family farewell and went off to study.&nbsp; It was a simple story and may have remained so, save that Jast Tycho's home was Alderaan.<br><br>News of the planet's destruction spread fast.&nbsp; It found Jast working as an assistant on refitting the reactor of an Imperial base on Chandrila.&nbsp; The next day, the reactor exploded, destroying most the base and its' personnel.&nbsp; It was Jast Tycho's "application" to join the Rebel Alliance, and he was quickly brought in to the burgeoning military rebellion.&nbsp; That was years ago now, and the bright and idealistic young man is a highly decorated commando in the forces of the Alliance who wants nothing more than to make the Empire hurt.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Trained and capable with most weapons, his specialty is sabotage and demolitions.&nbsp; He has a reputation as a daredevil and for taking risks on missions to not only succeed, but cause the maximum amount of Imperial casualties and loss of resources.&nbsp; His courage is practically insane, and some of his comrades joke about his having a death wish.&nbsp; They don't know how right they are.&nbsp; He's been trying to die ever since the day he lost everything, as long as he takes down as many Imperials as possible before it finally happens.&nbsp; When he's not on duty, he trains, or cleans his weapons, or studies up on weapons, strategy and tactics, or explosives.&nbsp; He can make his own explosives given the materials and tools and it's the closest thing to a hobby that he has.&nbsp; <br><br>He has put his whole self into being a soldier, which in his mind means being a killer and he is very comfortable with using violence and intimidation to achieve his goals.&nbsp; Tycho rarely relaxes and is always on the lookout, except in his fitful sleep, in which he dreams of his lost family and lost comrades, seeing their deaths over and over.&nbsp; Despite a longing to have connections to others, he socializes but tends not to get close and he can't remember the last time someone called him by his first name.&nbsp; He drinks, but never gets drunk as it leaves you open, doesn't use spice or other drugs for the same reason, and doesn't smoke anything.&nbsp; Smoke can give your position away and he's seen people die because a smoking cig or the glow of a lighter.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ivory Dawn</strong> on <strong>18-12-2020, 19:07:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/OwvYnhW.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Sorana (Hess'oran'akliao)</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Chiss<br><strong>Background:</strong> Sorana was born into the Empire. Her parents, Siluna and Thura, were part of the Imperial Medical Corps stationed on a nowhere planet, and she became that nowhere planet's newest resident until they shipped out again. Most of her life before age 10 was lived on starships, with brief stops on other worlds for a few months, or a year at most. Sorana had a natural way with languages and with people, and when she was old enough, her parents at the 'urging' of their COs sent her to a fine school on the Empire's dime.<br><br>While she was off at that fine school, her parents were killed in what she was assured was a tragic accident near Yavin-4. Sorana grieved in private and threw herself into her schooling. It was what Mother and Father wanted for her; the least she could do was fulfill their dream for her. She was placed in Intelligence upon her graduation, and has shown herself to be completely competent and efficient at what she does.<br><br>The Empire might wish she was less competent, however, if they knew all of what she has uncovered. Her request to be stationed out of common space landed her a position with the Commodore on Masivaa - she was capable, quiet, and good with languages so she could help any interpretation they might need. During her research into the system that would be her home now, she stumbled on a copy of her own file, and her parents' files. Their deaths were accidents, if laser cannon fire could be accidental. Moreover, the Empire knew whose laser cannons they were, and had covered it up - imagine the shame it would bring if a Moff's ship, under his personal command, had accidentally fired upon an Imperial medical vessel because he mistook it for a Hutt cargo freighter! It was covered up, and the Moff in question was still serving.<br><br>Sorana's blood had boiled, then cooled to ice in her veins. The Empire didn't care, she'd known that, but this was something she could not let pass. Revenge wasn't really her style, but repayment . . . that sounded just lovely. Upon her arrival on Masivaa, she spent some time learning how to ferret out rebel communications, and learning the language and codes they used. And then set up meetings of her own, getting herself involved in the rebellion as much as they'd trust her (not too much, at first, but when they didn't all get arrested immediately, it improved). She's on track to become one of Commodore Teff's assistants, but right now is still working in Intelligence, passing on information to the rebels and keeping the Imps from learning everything they're doing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheGrandAdmiral</strong> on <strong>18-12-2020, 22:00:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/VhKWeTD.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Nyll</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Twi'Lek<br><strong>Background:</strong> sold into slavery from early childhood Nyll does not remember her clan's name. Her red skin set her apart from the other Twi'Lek slaves. It meant that she was to be a prized possession to her masters. It was clear that she will grow to become a beauty. That was why when she was old enough she was sent to the "special" slave dens where she was to learn how to sexually please the clients. Some of her clients were good to her, but a lot of them liked to abuse her, thus scarring her for life. One day she was saved by a female Jedi Knight, Dennii Sunwalker. All alone, she tried to make her way around the Galaxy. Nyll learned how to defend herself, joined a gang who was robbing the rich and helped the poor, but then the Empire came. Her gang quickly became a guerilla group fighting the oppressors. They were no match for the Imperial military so most of the gang members were executed. She too was slated for termination, but was rescued by a Rebel cell. Once brought to Yavin 4 she decided to join the efforts against the Empire. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Annaamarth</strong> on <strong>19-12-2020, 10:49:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Redheadfantasybraid.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Savaelli Taltos</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Background:</strong> Not everyone is a great hero and some rebels come from humble places.<br><br>Savaelli is a farm girl from Emant, and she's ready to find out whether her skills in fringe life - mechanical skills honed by maintaining droids, farm equipment and the family skyhopper, hunting the Emanti megarachnids with a long blaster, and other fringer knowhow - can translate to doing her part to throw the invaders out-system.&nbsp; She managed to get her introduction from one of the smugglers who slipped through the Emanti patrols when Imp forces were pressed to respond to skirmishing on Shalso.<br><br>She's scared now, with the Empire so strongly entrenched on Emanti soil, but she is determined to do her part.&nbsp; Sometimes the carefree innocence she used to have shows through, but will it survive the reality of combat against tyranny?<br><br>"You'd be surprised what you can do with a wink, a smile and a bit of thigh ... if you also have a bomb."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">Savaelli has lived on Emant for her entire life, her family living quietly on a plantation of grainfruits, shuura and sweetmelon.&nbsp; Savaelli grew up helping on the plantation, maintaining droids and joining her parents on prospecting and hunting trips; the Emanti megarach species provided succulent meat and, if left unchecked, could be a nuisance on the plantation, and her parents often sought out possible mining stakes to claim, raw material to sell through local organizations for extra coin.&nbsp; The Taltos family was known and respected throughout the region as one of the "good" families, the well-to-do that didn't get <em>too</em> involved in politics, and had been on-world for generations.&nbsp; If the mineral investment of the Taltos family was odd, it was assumed that such investments were, in part, just a way of supplementing the food shipments their lands provided. If the young daughter of the Taltos had a reputation for being a slut, well ... girls would be girls.<br><br>Since the Clone Wars the Empire had seemed to be far away, but her mother always discouraged Savaelli from asking too many questions about galactic politics or the ambitions of Sheev Palpatine.&nbsp; More recently, word of a Rebellion had spread to the and Savaelli dreamt of getting far away from her farmgirl life and fighting for freedom.&nbsp; Her parents quietly reminded her that she had a place <em>here,</em> a good place and a worthy, if humble, life.<br><br>When the Empire arrived, that changed.&nbsp; Suddenly the Taltos household was bunkering down, laying in supplies and hoping to avoid excessive <em>Imperial entanglements</em> but Savaelli decided that waiting until someone else could solve their problems wasn't good enough, that it was just ... living scared under occupation.&nbsp; She took her hunting rifle, a pack of supplies and enough tools to get by - and disappeared into a warm night to make contact with an offworld smuggler who, for the right price, would be willing to make an introduction for her.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>20-12-2020, 15:25:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Zeltronian_splicer.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"> Jakira D’han</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Zeltron<br><strong>Background:</strong> A tech wiz from an early age, Jakira first tormented her parents by taking apart almost every device she could get her hands on, which wasn’t very helpful until she also learned to put them back together, sometimes even improving upon them. With her father being a diplomat and her mother a teacher, there had been hopes for her to also enter a more humanistic and respectable field. In the end, a misspent youth where she fell in with a crowd of similar techies&nbsp; meant she matured into a splicer and hacker of some renown. She and her group worked for whoever could afford them. Sometimes the work was almost respectable, like trying to penetrate a system to figure out its weaknesses and improve upon it. Other times, less so. Corporate espionage, theft of intellectual property, stealing of personal information off various consoles… All was possible as long as the credits came through.<br>Jakira’s group’s indifference about whom they worked for meant they also occasionally did a job for the Rebel Alliance. Stealing access codes, creating devices which could hack your basic Imperial security console, … The work was lucractive… Until it was dangerous. After a rebel cell was rounded up and decimated in its entirety, Imperial Security agents tracked down Jakira and her group. It was only dumb luck that Jakira had not been at their hideout when the Imperial agents arrived. She had pieced together what had happened after her return. Barah and Heiron had died in an doomed attempt to flee the surrounded apartment. As far she knew, Lexi and Irsin had been taken to an Imperial prison facility. <br>After that, Jakira’s life became more complicated. She was now known to the Empire and one of the many people with an Imperial bounty on her head. The loss of her little family of hackers also meant it became personal to her. She now worked for the rebels whenever she could, not even charging them, happy to lend her skills to get even, if such a thing was possible.<br>Like most of her race, Jakira likes to party and have fun whenever she can, though having lived on the run for a while now, the opportunities to do so are getting more scarce.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idej</strong> on <strong>21-12-2020, 04:34:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/07KJ2TY.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Fotas</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Hutt<br><strong>Background:</strong>&nbsp; Fotas was born from a well to do family-by Hutt standards.&nbsp; He was to never inherit the family fortunes due to being born as an albino and his family saw it as disgusting to have one of their own even be born that way.&nbsp; It did not bother Fotas at all as he was a bit of an idealist.&nbsp; He saw that most Hutts had a passion for was power for power's sake.&nbsp; They didn't fight for a cause that would benefit others around them or even uplift those who were downtrodden.&nbsp; It had disgusted him greatly and thus he would retreat alone in a secluded workshop that he acquired and would tinker on droids.&nbsp; He saw droids as a means to do perform tasks and make means work when one could not.&nbsp; They were the perfect helper for any need, and oftentimes could become a good friend too.<br><br>His ideals and fascination with droid building eventually led to him signing up to serve the CIS as a member of the Intergalactic Association of Amalgamated Droid Builders.&nbsp; During his time working in the Droid Factories of the CIS he had shown a knack for military strategy and leaderhsip as when he would test the newly produced droids for quality assurance he was shown to be quite competent in commanding them.<br><br>Thus, the Confederate military trained Fotas to beckon an officer in the military and would lead a small unit of droids and other personnel.&nbsp; He served in several battles during the Clone Wars and then went into hiding after the CIS lost all of its leadership.<br><br>Having only a single a OOM-Series Battle Droid, designated as OOM-11, or Melvin for short, he bided his time while he began the process of seeking a means to fight the Republic-now the Empire, once more
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnollboy92</strong> on <strong>22-12-2020, 11:09:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5c/e1/d0/5ce1d0e8b15dc3253ecceaf77753a069.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ailet Styrcharn</strong></span><br><strong>Race:</strong> Dressellian<br><strong>Background:</strong> A Dressellian with an abnormally sociable disposition. Ailet is a cautious man who learns as much as possible before making a decision and favours a subtle approach of words and subterfuge over the messy application of direct blaster fire, but isn’t afraid to resort to less subtle methods when needed. His lack of experience with advanced technology forces him to rely more on his social skills to acquire information.<br><br>Growing up under Imperial occupation Ailet developed both a swift hatred for Imperial operatives and a sense of self-reliance. He spent most of his adult life fighting a guerrilla war against the Empire, learning both how to fire a blaster and to treat the innumerable injuries his comrades received in the thick of battle. Over the years he grew dissatisfied with simply being a solider and sought to take a different approach to securing the freedom of his people. He learned how to observe and how to sue his words to get the best result, and soon he left the battlefield to take on a diplomatic role. Now he seeks to find allies in his fight, to hinder and harm the Empire and to maintain his freedom at any cost.<br><br>It was perhaps ironic that his search for freedom led him to enrol in an Imperial academy. Playing the long game he sought to infiltrate the Empire and gather information for his contacts in the Rebellion. He plays a dangerous double game now, if the Empire were to discover his true allegiance he’d be dead if he was lucky. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2020, 12:50:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/qh8hBhV.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Pantoriana Lelajan Kestrel</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human(ish)<br><strong>Background:</strong> Born to a formerly noble house on Serenno, the home of the notorious Count Dooku, rebellion came naturally to Pan Kestrel. The disgraced and oppressed population of the former Confederacy was the first to be crushed by the new Empire, and none more swiftly and completely than that of its once-capitol. Stripped of its wealth and standing, Serenno society disintegrated rapidly… on the surface. Beneath its roiling poverty ran a network of informants and suppliers that survived the Clone War, and one that formed an ironic early backbone of what would one day be the Alliance to Restore the Republic.<br><br>Pan began her personal rebellion as a runner. As a youth, she ran information, literally running on foot from one covert to another, armed with nothing but her wits. As her renown among the local cells grew, so did the responsibilities with which she was trusted. By the time she was sixteen, she was running guns, droids, and people. Her travels eventually brought her into contact with reviled extremist Saw Gerrera, who wooed her into his way of thinking with his clarity of vision and decisive action, two aspects she had found quite lacking in many of the Rebel cells across the galaxy. The Partisans took her in, not letting on immediately that they only wanted her for her connections. Pan’s time with them was blissfully violent and violently short. A job on Felucia went fantastically wrong, devolving into a white-knuckle shootout with Imperial contractors in a city center. Pan was caught in the spray of one of Saw’s own acid detonators; the pain was so extreme that she blacked out almost instantly from shock, assuming she was dead.<br><br>Weeks later, Pan awoke, and found out that she had only <em>mostly</em> died. Her limbs and most of her torso had been slagged beyond recognition, but enough of her had survived that a back alley cyberneticist had been able to slot her head and remaining organs into a discarded human replica droid body. By all appearances, she was human, but was now possessed of the strength and speed of an assassin droid… if she could learn how to manage it. The “doctor” claimed the work had been paid for by the man who dropped her off, and she walked out free of connection, but full of rage, in search of the nearest Rebel cell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rebel Scum - Character topic</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Voidknight</strong> on <strong>29-12-2020, 03:23:04</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/wtA1jSu.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Skara Taldso</span></strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Background:</strong> Skara was born into bondage, under Voba the Hutt on Shalso, which as with many lives in the galaxy, had it's ups and downs, having shown early aptitude with technical systems as a child as she grew older she was spared _most_ of the attention of visitors, something not all slaves could boast. Still she despised her life, not only for the indignities she herself suffered, but for seeing what happened to the other slaves, people could be brought in relatively happy, relatively chipper and over time she could see them break, one by one by their station. Of course, she knew that an attempt at fleeing was suicide... Until one day the Empire came and Voba began to pack his things to leave the the system chaffing under the increased scrutiny. <br><br>The evacuation was chaotic and that provided her chance, a blip in the turret defences of his palace, a vessel she was working on that was fuelled and ready to go- half loaded- a momentary distraction for a guard force already overworked with preperations and she was off, a battered Ghtroc class 720 and a crew of slaves that barely knew what they were doing, as many as she could get onto the ship. There were moments of terror, but it seemed in the end that the net was slipped.<br><br>The Empire of course weren't quite as thrilling as she thought saviors might be, tense situations involving a lack of permits at various ports involving much of their stolen cargo being lost in bribes, harrassment of the aliens aboard their crew pushed them to the edge, and they saw far worse happening to others, slaves being moved by the Empire to forced labour camps. It was enough for Skara to start to despair, a galaxy of endless horror awaiting, till she caught sight of the noble rebellion and saught to make contact.
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