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Introduction

Full Name: Ielasdiko

Age: 29

Species: Twi'Lek

Gender: Female

Force Sensitive: Yes.

Appearance

Description:
Ielasdiko or Iela to her friends stands 1.8 meters, her skin blue her eyes as well. She is considered quite beautiful, this is something she knows and often uses to her advantage. She has tattoos on parts of her body, they are located on her left lekku, chest and hips. Her figure is in shape from consistent exercise.

Like many other female Twi'leks she wears form fitting clothing which accentuates her feminity. Her most common choice from her wardrobe is a tough leather jacket over a croptop with tight leather pants and hard leather boots. Though her clothing choices vary with her jobs, that's what she prefers to wear.

Characteristics

Personality
A very confident woman, Iela isn't exactly the most friendly Twi'lek and not the easiest person to get along with. She'll often shoot off remarks or threats to those that displease her. Her profession as an assassin does not allow her to trust very many people, she can't afford to do it or else she may risk her own safety. She doesn't have many real friends, and doesn't really try to make any unless they give her some advantage. She is not socially inept, and can act quite charming when she needs to. She'll spin her words in a way to make someone believe she is being genuine.

She's not above torture or getting her hands dirty, whatever gets her paid and the job done is something she'll consider. Cold blooded murder is something she does as an occupation, she has no qualms with killing, though she dislikes doing it needlessly. Just randomly butchering people for no reason is something that bores her. She knows that she is a wanted criminal, and has no issue with making a full retreat if the situation goes bad. Saving her own skin is a top priority to her, just above making credits. She's worked with all kinds of criminal filth and is used to dealing with them.

Fears & Flaws
Iela has a fear of intimacy, actually giving people her honest emotions and thoughts as well as letting them get too close to her. Her few romantic relationships have ended in disaster, her partners dead because she let it become known that they were close to her. Physical and emotional abuse by her slave owner in her younger years also accentuate this fear. She also is scared of suffocation, having seen it happen to others, it's not the way she wants to go out, not being able to breath for extended periods will often cause her to panic.

Her personality is one of her largest flaws, mean to many she does not make friends easily. This has gotten her into bad situations before. She also tends to show sadism, drawing pleasure from those that hurt her in intense pain. Her status as an assassin is a source of infamy to those that know what she is. The fact that she kills people, almost anyone for money is enough to automatically cause mistrust and disgust.

She's not the strongest person physically, while capable of fights at close quarters combat she uses her agility and flexibility, not her strength. She'll lose just about every wrestling match. The two brain tails she possesses are extremely sensitive, pain inflicted to them will harm Iela greatly. Yanking them hard enough could knock her right out.

Talents
Markswoman: Iela is accurate with blasters and best with the semi automatic variety. Whether that be a long range rifle or a trusty sidearm she can hit targets with great accuracy. She's not superhuman, but she is damn good with a blaster.

Assassin: She knows how to kill someone in more ways than just shooting them. Extremely capable at brewing poisons, she knows where to stick them in someone to turn them into a lifeless corpse the quickest. Her skills as an assassin also extend to the field of torture, give her a knife and she'll be able to make someone tell her their life story, with every little detail.

Twi'lek charm: Her race is well know for their beauty and seductiveness, Iela is no different. She prefers her assassination targets to be men as they are much easy to twist and seduce. Those that are interested in her fall the quickest before her.

History

Backstory
Ielasdiko was born on the Twi'lek homeworld of Ryloth, an only child of two poor parents. She didn't have much growing up, it annoyed her and is part of the reason she follows the credit flow so greatly, she never wants to be that poor again. Her father was an alcoholic who often beat his wife, Iela's mother. Her mother taught her how to dance, Iela became quite good at it. She hated her father, he never struck Iela but said cruel things to her on an almost daily basis as she got older. She wondered why until she was put up for slave trade right after hitting maturity at fifteen.

It was not a new thing on Ryloth, the slave trade, Iela had seen her friends and neighbors get sold off for a variety of reasons. There was a normality to it, and some Twi'leks like her parents engaged in it willingly. It was a way for them to get their children off their homeworld, the galaxy could be a wonderful place for a talented Twi'lek. She eventually got over being sold as a slave, understanding that it helped both her and her parents.

Iela was sold to a wealthy human merchant, Alej Graell, he was more than three times her age and she never liked him. Though she was lucky in the sense that he had bought her over one of the Hutts or crime lords, their dealings with Twi'lek girls well known amongst her people. Alej was smitten with Iela as soon as he saw her, he bought her as a consort, a beautiful piece of eye candy he could strut around and show off to everyone. He peppered her with gifts, trying to make her love him too. She never did, he was a dishonest merchant, ripped off almost everyone he dealt with.

He got angry at this and hit her like her father did to her mother. Never hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to make the young girl cry out in pain. This stopped over time as Iela realized she would have to act like she returned his feelings. She slept with him, despite how disgusting it made her feel, it was better than the beatings or verbal insults he would hurl at her. He would dance for him too, make him feel like she cared.

For almost five years she was Alej's property, this changed after a trip to Coruscant in which she encountered an assassin who was on his trail. The mmerchant had burnt the wrong man, and now his life was up for grabs. While on Coruscant Alej made sure he was safe, he surrounded himself with an entourage of bodyguards. Iela's first encounter with the bounty hunter was in the marketplace when she noticed someone in plain clothes drawing a blaster as Alej did his dealings. She pushed it down with her hand, out of sight of Alej or his guards.

She gave the hunter advice, told him about Alej's security, how she was his forced consort, how she wanted him dead too. Before she was forced to follow along with her master the assassin made her an offer, if she killed the man he would cut her 25% of the payment. Iela had nothing to lose and agreed, the man slipping her a vial of poison before her master pulled her along.

That night before Alej came into bed with his consort she slipped the poison into his wine. It was slow acting, the assassin said it would take a few hours then cause symptoms similar to a heart attack. The merchant drank what would be his final glass of wine, then fell asleep next to Iela. When she awoke the next morning he was dead, she let out a genuine sounding scream of terror. A guard burst into the room to find Alej dead, Iela was released from his service after death, she was never considered for poisoning her husband, speaking of how much she loved the man and how he pampered her with gifts.

The next day a credit chip arrived in Iela's possession as it was promised. She would seek out the assassin, catching him before he left world. Iela would follow him to his next world, having no idea where to go next. She would spent several weeks with him as he taught her how some of his tricks, mainly how to fire a blaster and use poisons. At first she disliked the idea of becoming like the man, but there was money in it, something she craved.

She left his company and went her own way. Iela would enter the criminal underworld, taking up jobs to kill for payment. She got better at it with each kill, mistakes were made along the way. The largest being her capture at the hands of one of the men who she was paid to kill. He beat her badly, abused her, like Alej did. She managed to escape after putting a knife in his neck, though the encounter taught her a lesson to be more careful.

Iela made a name for herself, credits followed and she had made a nice life for herself. Enough money to buy herself a ship, weapons and the ability to pick and chose jobs as they came. She took a particularly high paying job, the killing of an Imperial office on Tatooine. It was an incredibly risky one, the Empire was not something to take lightly, but she was confident as always.

She seeked the man out, finding him in the wastes then took him out at long range. One blaster bolt to the skull. Unfortunately the man's Stormtroopers were in the area, as Iela bolted away on her speeder the Imperials were on her. They caught her, and she was imprisoned, the charges against her severe as her identity was revealed in her detainment. She was in a bleak situation.

Introduction

Full Name:
Maaka Vaakul
Age:
18
Species:
Togruta
Gender:
Female
Force Sensitive:
Likely

Appearance]



Description:

Maaka is small compared to most species in the galaxy, standing at a mere 4'5" measured from her feet to the top of her lekku's. This size doesn't help her lean and scrawny build at all.
But the more noticeable features are the montrals and lekku typical for the Togruta species, both underdeveloped and shaped, as well as her strikingly ash-grey skin only interrupted by a white skin marking in her face. Her lekku markings are of an even darker shade of grey, a more bluish one, and enveloped the tips and a strip right above that. Around the top of her face, where her montrals fuse with the skin, a black, protective piece of metal frames her face, a tradition with Togruta.
Two other prominent facial features are her lilac eyes and the sharp fangs, the latter of which are a normal Togruta feature stemming from their predatory ancestry.

Generally Maaka has two separate pieces of clothing she wears. One are her black robes, which are comfortable to wear and are used mostly when she is not engaged in combat activities.
The other is a dark purple Mandalorian armour with a helmet modified for Togruta usage.



Characteristics

Personality

The palette of Maaka's personality is quite diversified. One the one hand she has her business face. Cold, calculating and always a snide remark or a clever retort on her lips, but on the other hand, she is immensely vulnerable and oftentimes cries every night. Even her business sometimes tears her apart, especially when emotionally harsh bounties are to be collected.
Although she would never openly admit her emotional weaknesses, but ripping apart families absolutely hurts herself, too. After every taxing mission, she has to take a breather and think about what she had just done as well as recuperate emotionally, aka crying out her frustrations. Over the course of the last year, those emotional breakdowns have become a lot less frequent.

Fears & Flaws

Fear-Being Backstabbed: Maaka is quite distrustful of a good portion of her clients, especially those with either Imperial or shady backgrounds. She fears to be betrayed and is quite paranoid to prevent it as best as possible and to prepare as many contingency plans as possible.

Fear- Discrimination: As a kid, Maaka was discriminated against quite frequently. And that didn't stop growing up. Even now, when not in armour, she has a rough time in some places. Of course Maaka would not openly show that she is affected by it and often times she is able to retort efficiently, but it destroys her emotionally and internally.

Flaw- Inexperience: Due to her young age, Maaka doesn't possess a lot of experience in a lot of fields except for things related to bounty hunting. She also never had a teacher and so, she is quite ignorant of history and everything going on in the galaxy, but she nevertheless still pretends to know, which will undoubtedly lead to her taking a quite hard fall one day.

Flaw- Emotional Instability: As already stated, due to her exposure to a lot of abuse and loss, Maaka is in a state of constant instability, even though she might seem okay on the outside, she is not. Her job as bounty hunter didn't help her originally quite soft personality in any way, but could quite possibly made it worse.

Flaw- Size does matter: Her relatively small frame does not allow for a lot of physical force, no matter how hard she trained, she just isn't physically strong at all.

Talents

Powertech: Flamethrowers? Rockets? Vibroknifes? Jet packs? Complicated shield generators? No worry, Maaka knows how to operate almost everything technological, especially when related to combat. But also out of combat, she is reliable in using and fixing tech stuff.

The Hunt: Finding people or things is no problem for Maaka at all. But not only that counts to the skills needed for a successful bounty hunter, she is also good at taking out people as well as kidnapping. She might still be a little inexperienced, but that is something only fixable by training over and over, which is something she does almost religiously.

Dogfighter: She might not be great at navigating the galaxy, mostly because of her lack of knowledge, but when it comes to fighter-on-fighter combat, her skills are excellent and could challenge the piloting of Imperial Aces.

History

Backstory
Born on the Togruta colony of Kiros, young Maaka had to learn to survive on her own very quickly as her parents were not home pretty often. This was because both of them were active rebel supporters providing money and directional advice to them. Soon after the destruction of Yavin IV
her parents became quite panicky and paranoid, suspecting Imperial spies to be everywhere. One day, while Maaka was playing, her parents came into her room and shoved her out of the village with the order to hide in the grass. Only a few minutes later a Star Destroyer appeared in the sky above the village and spit out TIE Fighters and Shuttles. While the TIE's bombarded the village with laser fire, the shuttles landed and a battalion of Stormtroopers stormed the village blasters blazing.

This scene has burned itself into her mind with all its intensity. Too horrified to even cry, Maaka, just 9 at that time stumbled into the open towards the burning village, which proved to be her first mistake. A Stormtrooper who was part of the squad that hadn't retreated yet spotted the little girl and fired. The blaster bolt hit the girl in the waist and she collapsed. Luckily for Maaka, the Trooper decided to leave her to die slowly instead of blasting her again. But still Maaka lay there for a good six hours before the first scavengers arrived. Another stroke of luck hit her that time and she was found by a rather friendly Off-Worlder, a Mandalorian, who nursed her back to health and generally was pretty much a surrogate father to her. Ravvin, which was the human's name, was also a skilled bounty hunter and so Maaka started to learn his line of work. Her mind already twisted from the horrors of her burning friends and family from the village, Maaka liked it a lot, so much so that she developed a separate personality just for hunting bounties. She also learned to fly spaceships, which would come in handy quite soon.

During her time with Ravvin she experienced racism for the first time, even got beat up on the street by kids a few years older than herself for not being human and she came to fear the looming discrimination. One sentence Ravvin said to her that day would forever be lodged in her mind.
“When you wear the armour, you're no race. You're a hunter, you're the embodiment of death.”
Of course Ravvin made sure to introduce Maaka to his chieftain on Mandalore, who himself introduced Maaka to somebody who offered to make her her own armour. This made Maaka de facto a fully fledged Mandalorian herself.

Shortly after her fouteenth birthday, though, her life got rough once more. A routine mission got bloody when the client Ravvin had gotten work from turned out to be a member of the ISB and he wanted the two bounty hunters to shut up about anything they had done in that mission. So he set a trap. Ravvin fell for it, but managed to flee to his ship, where Maaka patiently waited for his return.
Just as he ran up the ramp to the entrance of the ship, a squadron of Stormtroopers appeared and opened fire on the two. Ravvin was too close to them and got nailed by a good dozen bullets before going down, but not before yelling for Maaka to run, to fly, back “home”.

In tears, Maaka did what she was told to, but in space a frigate and its fighter complement waited for her. Whatever helped her to kill the fighters and disable the frigate all on her own, it had done a good job. In the end, she managed to get back to Mandalore where the chieftain declared it was time for her to go out on her own and earn her place in the galaxy. She got her first armour made and set out into the galaxy, first as a mercenary, then, with more experience, as a bounty hunter.

Forward a few years, Maaka, now 18, owns her newest piece of Madalorian armour and also owns a respectable ship, the Lancer, a modified Nu-class Shuttle, configured to be a gunboat.
To be on Tatooine, she has taken on a job to gather a rare Krayt Dragon pearl from one of the rich locals, who turned out to be an Imperial Officer...

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Introduction

Full Name:
Prototype Hyper Battle Droid Model 5

Age:
29

Species:
Droid

Gender:
Not Applicable, Identifies as Male

Force Sensitive:
No

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Appearance]



Description:

BD-5's outward appearance seems incredibly similar to the standard B1, structure modified to be tougher and more deadly than its predecessors. It is certainly bulkier than the older models, even the IG-100's can't compare, and as the Confederate's last ditch plan, it was supposed to be much more durable. Through the years however, it's formerly pristine appearance has faded. The CIS logo on its back has been scratched away, replaced by it's personal symbol as seen above. It's surface has been scratched and marked from years of working as a mercenary, rust infecting its mechanical feet from stepping in corrosive liquids. Blood stains it's armour from head to toe, showing it's explosive and violent fighting style.

It's special weaponry include the twin-linked heavy blasters and rocket launcher. This all obviously comes at a price however, encumbering the mechanical giant and making it even slower. The missiles of the rocket launcher can also bring an explosive end to the droid's life if a stray blaster bolt gets lucky. It can be detached however, replaced with proportionate mono-edged blades that it keeps on it's person.

The droid has only one personal accessory on it's person. It wears a golden chain necklace around it's metal neck, the locket holding the picture of it's deceased partner. It holds the locket deeply within it's processors and is seen clutching it in it's large hands regularly. Due to flaws in it's design, it still retains the mechanical and clunky movements of the old B1. Though overall, BD-5 is a huge improvement to any of it's predecessors and would've gone toe-to-toe with IG-100's and Droideka's if it was ever fielded.

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Characteristics

Personality

BD-5 is an inquisitive, selfish and therefore dangerous droid. It possesses high amounts of intelligence, knowledge about the galaxy and it's inhabitants and can rival the expert technicians in the robotics field. It is also the very definition of a miser. It's dreams and values are all based on greed and getting rich fast. It has no care for anything but credits and angers very quickly if it doesn't get what it wants, usually killing the beings closest to it in the process of letting steam. It's aggressive and greedy lifestyle makes it a true loner. It is usually more of a silent thinker and seemingly goes into days of angered silence before finally snappign and destroying what is next to it.

It does show some compassion however. It's former partner, a Corellian by the name of Anna, was the only being it truly cared for and befriended. If the Imperial Stormtroopers hadn't gotten to her, this relationship may have grown into something more (although the Empire strictly forbids relationships between a droid and any organic being, they were both outlaws and mercenaries that wouldn't have cared). BD-5 also shows some kind of pity for droids who have been recently subjected to abuse and memory wiping, usually killing their masters the night afterwards. It is one of a kind in the galaxy.

Fears & Flaws

As stated before, BD-5 is a very selfish being. Even Anna had trouble reaching past that and become it's only special person. It's a true miser, wanting money and usually only money. If it doesn't get what it wants, which is usually credits, it will destroy any who stand in it's way. This flaw has worsened into ludicrous levels after the death of Anna, the calm mediator which kept it together. It will never save anyone else for the sake of it's own skin and is the worse droid you could pick for a team.

Having friends, colleagues or even partners scares BD-5. It's precious connection with Anna was it's first experience in the matter and the last. It fears what would happen if it ever gets that close to anyone that close ever again. This is one of the multitude of reasons as to why it hates being in a team. If it isn't working together with people for mutual survival, it will usually avoid crowds of people and teamwork.

It's biggest physical flaw is it's speed. This is the biggest flaw in it's design and is the one BD-5 is most conscious and worried about. It's top heavy structure and slightly disproportionate legs doesn't make running any easy. The sacrifice of speed for immense strength may have been what the scientists were going for but it still pains the droid when it needs to escape from a situation.

There is also a structural flaw in it's design. BD-5 has a very complex and powerful engine core that is surrounded by advanced but frail coding and data storage. The chips can break easily and if exposed to any corrosive liquids or even water for an extended period of time, they short circuit and break. It's engine core runs on a special type of plasma that is highly volatile. However, it is located in the droid's chest plate, safely burrowed under metal. But there is a weak point in it's lower back where a hastily designed cooling system is kept to keep the core and storage at a good temperature. If hit, the data storage will no doubt be destroyed and engine core explode. The explosion will take anyone within a ten meter radius.

Talents

The Battle Droid was made for warfare and is extremely good at it. Working as a hired bodyguard/mercenary, BD-5 is contracted by people who have a taste for overdoing it and destroying their enemies in a fiery explosion. With it's twin-linked heavy blasters, rocket launchers and E-15 blaster rifle, the droid is armed to the teeth and wields every weapon it's arsenal with expert efficiency. It's precision based targeting systems makes it's over the top armament almost comical, rockets fired at enemies with accuracy rivaled by marksmen. When wielding it's huge mono-edged blades, it can still wreak havoc up close although not as well. BD-5 is a fearsome opponent, not one to be crossed.

The droid is very intelligent, able to keep it's advanced specs working for three decades with only salvaged parts and unreliable tools. As BD-5 was designed to be better than it's predecessors in every way, it was given technical knowledge that could rival expert technicians. It also has an uncanny like for scientific branch of chemistry, able to mix and match different elements to make best bomb for the situation. This intelligence is slightly marred by it's occasional bouts of frustrations at failures. Nonetheless, the droid is very smart and cannot be fooled as easily as others.

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History

Backstory

In a small facility located in an asteroid at the far reaches of space, laid a Confederate outpost. The small network of bunkers and labs contained plans that could've turned the tides of war if they ever chose to implement them, though by then the Separatist leadership was already in ruins. Though this is not their story. Our story lies in Lab 097, the scientists within ordered to design and manufacture a better droid for the Confederate ranks. They spent countless hours and days into the project, believing that their designs could save them from the corrupt Republic. The group researched the countless battles throughout the war, looking at past design flaws and mistakes made by the semi-intelligent models. Exactly one year before their eventual surrender and 20 years before the Battle of Yavin, they designed the first Hyper Battle-Droid.

It failed. Five times they tried to make the perfect droid, all of them didn't hit their expectations. Four of them were sent to the trash compactor while the latest one was kept for research. BD-5 was given it's designation and was the closest to being perfect. Other than it's cumbersome movement speed and individual thinking, it was the closest the scientists got to their aspiration. News of the defeat and surrender of the Separatist leadership halted all research, the personnel of 097 and all who were in the outpost were evacuated and sent to the remaining pockets of resistance. Their research was left behind in the mad rush.

BD-5 spent several years physically deactivated in the facility, learning and maturing over time. It's processors, or "mind", was still activated, left turned on by some rushing scientist. It was still connected to the outpost's database, it's online library containing a plethora of knowledge. The droid absorbed and stored this knowledge into its data banks. It soon learned of its initial purpose, to become a mindless soldier in an army of millions in an attempt to stem an relentlessness wave of Republic troops. It vowed from then on that it would only fight for itself and only itself (it was then BD-5's obsession with money was born). One day, 17 years before the Battle of Yavin, it was represented with a chance to escape it's cell.

A band of pirates and scavengers aboard an old YT-1300 Freighter, forced there way into the compound after a run in with Imperials. They were deeply needing of materials and entered the asteroid field for some kind of reward. They stumbled upon the outpost and grinned to themselves, credits seemingly piling up in their ignorant eyes. Then the pirates found the "deactivated" Battle Droid and almost yelled in excitement. A droid like this could sell for millions of credits. They soon activated it, seeing if the droid still retained function. This was there last mistake. The pirates were slaughtered to the man, blood was shed in those halls. BD-5 stole their Freighter and claimed it for itself

What led them to Tatooine? Why were they arrested? Feel free to collaborate with other writers, should you wish to have pre-existing relationships.