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Your Stormtrooper...



This is where the bulk of the inspiration will come from, in my opinion. Characters are, after all, the most important part of the roleplay, and as we develop these, I reckon the rest will fall into place. So, primarily, feel free to make and design a Trooper to your liking.

Character Sheet Located in the Hider.



If there's anything you think should be added to the Character sheet, be sure to post your thoughts in the OOC. If fitting, it will be added to the sheet at once.


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This character has been retired. I hope you all manage to enjoy this roleplay.
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Cassie "Chassis" Andurell

Stormtrooper classification: Stormtrooper.

Designation: CT-7659

Military Rank: Private

Nickname: "Chassis"

Race/species: Human

Planetary Origin: Ruan

Gender: Female

Armor appearance: Common Stormtroopers are not allowed to alter their armor. They are supposed to be identical to make their numbers look infinite.

Appearance: Cassie has blonde hair that she gathers up inside the depths of her helmet. She is slender and willowy thanks to her time in the fields of Ruan supervising the many droids.

Personality: Cassie is very outgoing and loves the fact she's finally off-world. The best way to describe her is "bubbly". She is finally seeing the stars and exploring the galaxy. She can't wait until her tour is over so that she can spend her earnings on a ship.

History: Cassie was born on Ruan, an Agriworld where few ever amounted to anything. She grew up tending to the fields with the help of a half dozen droids but dreamed of getting offworld and becoming something more. Unfortunately, options were limited and she ended up enlisting for a four year tour.

Cassie is newly graduated, one of tens of thousands of barely trained, disposable soldiers paid a pittance of a wage. A pittance she apparently only gets if she survives four years. The Emperor knows how to cut corners.

Notes: Chassis has some limited skill with making repairs on droids and vehicles thanks to her growing up on a farm. This is what gave her her nickname.
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Stormtrooper classification: Imperial Stormtrooper.

Designation: KT-7716.

Military Ranking: Chief. (One of many commanding officers, a rank denoted by a crimson-red pauldron.)

Nickname: Kat. (Owed to her curious designation. She's typically shunned or disdained any other attempt at gaining a nickname, having been rather proud of her curious, numeric coding. However, she allows Kat for the tactical benefit of having such a call sign, as well as for the play on the number she holds so zealously.)

Race/species: Vahla.

Planetary Origin: Originally born on the planet of Mandalore.

Gender: Female.

Armor Appearance: Kat dons the standard armor of an imperial stormtrooper, with a few notable exceptions. Firstly, and most notably, is the roughened gray poncho she consistently dons on and off the field of combat; the reasons for it are unknown, though most beneath her command will tell you it's for luck. Perched on her left shoulder is an outstretched, blood-red pauldron, denoting her hard-won experience and rank. Besides this is a chest-strapped bandoleer, likely owing to her affinity for heavy weapons; a serrated vibro-knife sitting sheathed just to the left of this series of ammo pouches. To the right of her utility belt hangs an abnormally large pouch, a red cross painted against the white background likely denoting it as a medical kit. Farther below is a magnetized holster on her thigh, possessing her favored, last-ditch weapon; the DL-44. Overall, her armor seems just slightly thicker than the usual; this being likely due to her Vahla origin. Though giving her unparalleled flexibility, her cartilage-like bone structure means, without her armor, a fight wouldn't bode well in her favor. Also worth noting is the sheer amount of dents, scuff marks, and blaster burns her armor's accumulated over the years of service; some seem like they should've put her in a grave years ago. Instead of buffing them out, she's rumored to keep them, to denote her experience and loyalty.

Personality: Kat is impulsive, driven by a fierce, overzealous desire to serve the Empire in the best way she knows; combat. This brash, optimistic attitude has gotten in the way of her health a lot, and was probably the leading cause of her ultimately receiving a cybernetic replacement for an irrationally lost arm. Don't take her for a fool, though; she's a wampa with both bark, and bite. Beneath her authorative, demanding demeanor is a calm, tactically-charged individual, constantly considering outcomes and options in the heat of her favored sport: war. As such, she's best described as impatient, dominative, loyal, thoughtful, and just an all-around, experienced warrior.

Appearance: This Vahla woman stands at a mere 6'4; short, by her humanesque people's standards. Besides this gnawing, personal set back, she might be considered rather beautiful, as far as a war-needy soldier can fit that description. Short, scruffy copper hair is held back beneath her helmet, a rather fitting combination for her strikingly violet eyes. Her pale skin tells a tale of a woman who hasn't seen the sun in far too long, and her sharp, angular features speak volumes as to how badly she's fed herself; too much time on the field, and not enough time at rest. Of course, all of this is irrelevant beneath her specialized suit of armor, becoming nothing more than a proud, dutiful soldier with it on.

History: Though born on the warrior-bearing planet of Mandalore, Kat spend most of her early childhood aboard old, creaking space freighters, jumping from planet to planet. Such was the custom of her people, the Vahla; ever searching for their long-lost home, destroyed by the Jedi whom once claimed to protect the Galaxy. Raised in a culture famed for despising this ancient, force-wielding order, it was of no surprise that she too took to despising them. Her parents raised her on tales of a Republic hell bent on casting them out, telling her of the great scourges that saw many of her people killed; this would impact her deeply, and influence the woman she grew up to become.

Despite the desires of her junk-collecting parents to join them in their trade, she found her calling late one evening on the sand-swept planet of Tatooine. Walking back to their old, oxidized freighter after peddling junk back and forth through the markets, she was assailed by two, jedi-obsessed individuals, the like of which knew well of the stories many rebel sympathizers told of the “Vahla scum”, intending to channel their unused hatred on a poor, defenseless girl. They struck her knees out from under her, sending her reeling with a single, heavy-handed punch; she recalls having been slammed into a wall, before a muffled, gruff tone yelled “Rebel scum!”
Then, it was over. When she opened her eyes, she was being whisked away in the arms of a dirtied, wearied stormtrooper, the like of which delivered her to her very doorstep with nothing but a thoughtful nod. It was then and there that, despite her parents’ objections, she joined up with the Corps.

Years of training, followed by many more years of combat, would make her a solid, well-rounded soldier, the like of which would see conflict on a massive variety of systems, before finally being told to head out to the outer rim, and take up a risky guard’s duty. A welcomed break, even for someone as willing as her.

Notes: She has a secret, unhealthy obsession for "Tales of a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter," a rare comic book published when she was young.

Her cybernetic replacement will sometimes tamper with her mind, inciting headaches or migraines, usually in the worst of times.
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@Gat Izen Your character doesn't seem to be a Stormtrooper?

EDIT: Nevermind, just read your post about it in the OOC, my bad.
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