So they will raid the fridge for a midnight snack then.![]()
Uh... there aren't any piratesThere's the Station Commander/Pirate King, one Engineer and a slavegirl.
So they will raid the fridge for a midnight snack then.![]()
I'll post the CS for my uh, First Mate tonight then get to work bringing everyone together for a raid
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I'm guessing another "Interest Check" or recruitment drive is in order.
Name:Sam
Alias/Nickname:(Will let you guys nickname her)
Gender:Female
Age:27
Species:Human
Appearance:
Weapons/Equipment:2x Bryar Pistols. 1x Troukree Knife.
Special Skills:Intimidation.
Ship(If Applicable, can be crew member):Whatever one she needs to be on.
Personality(Optional):Cruel and Callous.
Brief Bio:Sam met Lorne on one of the first pirate operations he was part off, and they soon became friends. After a sour raid in which Lorne and Sam were left alone and Lorne saved her life Sam felt a loyalty and a need to help him in his future en devours, similar to a life debt but to the degree that she still reserved the right to null it at any time. Though of-course Lorne sees her more as a friend and there is a relationship between them as between a brother and a sister. Many times especially after taking the station Sam has had to punish people for asking when the wedding was, as Sam was put off the opposite gender with some less than loving actions from her step father.
After the raid on the station Sam was one of the main forces acting against the intruders, and kept and tortured many of the survivors looking for hidden loot. Although the one prize she wanted, was Alani. Alani was soon forbidden to be touched by anyone by Lorne, unless Alani consented to it, as Lorne was curious about Alanis seer abilities. Once Sam tried to disobey that order Lorne treated her as he would any crew member, he punished her. Though he also attacked her pride by using Sams knife and slicing part of her ear lobe off. The punishment Sam uses against crew members who disobey her.
GENERATION 14: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
I can get a character up but will not be able to RP consistently for like a week still due to real life.
“Enemies of the Imperium, hear me. You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the Imperial Guard, and your doom is upon you. "
Here's my character's information. (Do I post it here?) Let me know if I need to change anything!
Name:
Boltshka Gilvuscaelum (Pronounced Bolch-Ka Geel-Vus-Kay-Lum)
Alias/Nickname:
(You decide)
Gender:
Female
Age:
72
Species:
Human
Appearance:
Will add an image when my tablet gets fixed, but for now...
Plump and stout, Boltshka stands at a reasonable 5'2". Typically, her attire includes anything matronly and an apron, as well as shoulder-length, frizzy, graying hair. She proudly sports a mole on her left cheek.
Weapons/Equipment:
Wooden Spoon - Not particularly special. Sometimes a spoon is just a spoon.
DE-10 Blaster Pistol - Boltshka's weapon of choice.
FWG-5 Flechette Pistol - This one's a bit more difficult to use, but she's pretty good with this one, too.
Berserker Rifle - Only uses it when necessary. Very powerful.
Crowbar - No explanation needed.
Special Skills:
Boltshka's a pretty good chef. Her stews are by far the best ones this side of the galaxy.
Ship: Can work wherever necessary.
Brief Bio:
A native of the Corsucant underworld, Boltshka's life has always been difficult. From the age of eight, Boltshka worked as a cook to help support the rest of her family. The highlight of her teen years ended up being the day she was selected to manage an regal feast for her district's pre-election celebration. After decades of scrounging and saving, Boltshka finally managed to find a bit of peace and mind upon marrying a middle-class merchant by the name of Kepler. Though Boltshka is not force-sensitive herself, of her five sons, four of them were whisked away to train as Jedi and the fifth died of illness. Kepler thinks this took a bit of a toll on her, since Boltshka was never quite the same. At the age of 44, Boltshka decided that she couldn't take it anymore, and decided to leave her old life behind to pursue a life of adventure. From then on, Boltshka worked odd jobs throughout the galaxy, but for now she's happy with a pirate's life.
Just one main tweak, perhaps what did she do when she heard about order 66?
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Well, there wasn't really anything Boltshka could - and even then, she didn't raise the force-sensitive children because they were taken from her, so essentially she didn't really see them as her own. The fact that she went through five pregnancies but never saw any child grow past infancy messed with her mind, but she felt no attachment to the kids per say. And even then, it's not like her Jedi children would send her letters or anything, so that added to that distance.
While she was saddened to hear about Order 66, she felt that she was powerless to do anything about it, given that she was but a mercantile pirate. Also, there was no danger present for she herself, given that Boltshka wasn't force-sensitive at all. (Boltshka suspects it came from her husband's side of the family.)
Anything else I need to add?![]()
I'm going to have to drop this cause I'm going to loose all internet access for a while.
GENERATION 14: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.