Hey! Room for a wandering droid?

Hey! Room for a wandering droid?

Trycond Loneash [+]

Character's name: Trycond Loneash

Race: Human

Faction: Imperial Remnant

Character Alignment (Choose one): Neutral-Evil

Character Background: Trycond was born to a rather high up family with a father who was in charge of one of the many famous shipyards that occupied the planet, and an imperial agent for a mother. Because of this line, Trycond found himself in a very different childhood than most, while others played and were carefree Trycond was constantly groomed to follow in his parent's footsteps in serving the empire. Many days were packed with either combat training from his mother which he seemed to carry an unnatural affinity for and more mental exercises from his father.

Tryconds life would take a turn however on the fateful day of his parent's death. The reports given to him had stated the accident was caused by a rebel attack. Trycond had been so full of anger and sorrow he had practically destroyed his own room in the missed of his emotions. As he sat amongst the mess of books and other positions he could feel something calling to him. Looking up from his position on the floor he saw a faint red glow coming from the corner of his room. Shifting the items around he found a small red pyramid that he had gotten from some old junk trader from the outer rim. Looking deep into the object he could feel as though it was speaking to him. Ever Since then Trycond has kept the artifact close to him as it has served as his teacher since that day.

Character Personality: Trycond has always been a smart cunning man even in the days of his youth. These two traits specifically helped to distinguish himself amongst others. Unlike some however Trycond never really let his skill or birthplace blind him from being a good person. He always did his best to show compassion to those around him, being firm believers that as high ranking officials in the empire it was his family's job to watch over the common people and protect them. This, however, has begun to change since the time of his parent's death. While not completely gone Trycond becomes colder everyday feeding more off his emotions more than in his past.

Character's Physical description:

Character Class (choose one): Force Sensitive-Sith

Items- Red Folding Double bladed lightsaber

Supporting Characters:
R5-K7- Astro mech droid that has been under Tryconds family service for as long as either can remember.
Dax Caul- One of the few true friends Trycond made on growing up on Corellia. Though they have mostly fallen out of contact Trycond still considers him his closest friend.

Well finaly got it in. may add a few things but should be good now. let me know if anything needs to be changed.

I'd also love to hop into the discord, maybe to discuss a faction/any character ties, but the discord link in the OP is a dead link

I was hoping someone would use that Battledroid image. I would have been forced to make a character based off it myself had someone not.

B-0 [+]

Character's name: B-0, often referred to as Bee-Oh.

Race: Droid, a heavily recycled B1 Battle Droid

Faction: Independent

Character Alignment (Choose one): Neutral

Character Background:

Background [+]

B-0, like all battle droids, was manufactured for use in war. Initially created for use in the Trade Federation Droid Army, B-0 was eventually 'drafted' into the Separatist Droid Army during the Clone Wars as well. B-0 recalls very little about their time in the army, both due to eventual loss of memory as well as retaining only bare information during this time. Searching their memory banks reveals repeating data: ONLINE, ACCEPT ORDERS, DAMAGE, OFFLINE. REBOOT. Over and over for years. Droids that are damaged, but not destroyed, were simply recycled and returned to the front lines. Over and over.

And then the wars ended. And eventually droid armies became obsolete, mocked for their ineffectiveness. And so battle droids were rounded up, packed up, and deactivated. As for B-0s future, it seemed uncertain. For a very long time they sat, deactivated, in a vault full of scrapped battle droids. Traders and visitors very rarely passed by, but eventually a trader did come, he was looking to buy old droids, he did not state his reasoning. And so without so much as a goodbye or even a wave B-0 was loaded onto a cargo ship, their destination unknown.

B-0 spent this time in solitude. They were kept with other droids, all of which remained in disrepair or deactivation. During this time B-0s mind continued to expand and remember. They recalled where they had been, who they had seen. They tried to recall and store as many details as possible, anything to keep her mind from succumbing to the nothingness of the storage. B-0 had no idea how much time had passed, they landed and took off more times then they cared to count. Each time they felt the rumbling of the cargo ship cease they found themself feeling strange. Every time they landed in a new place B-0 yearned to see and walk.

Hope. They were full of hope.

Many years passed. When all of a sudden the Droid storage unit was opened, and B-0 and the other Droids were paraded out of the ship and into a market place. B-0 found themself on a planet of sand and strange people of all sorts. They soon would learn to call this planet Tatooine.

The droid rather liked their time on Tatooine. They, although forced to stay in or around the Junk shop, was able to learn about all kinds of people and places, all just from passing conversations. People would approach them, they were quite the curiosity, and B-0 would ask them as many questions as they could before they were scolded for talking. Many people were afraid of a Droid who would ask questions, fearing the robotic creation had free will. Others found their endless questions endearing, happily answering when they asked who they were and where they came from.

One such person was a young man, head to toe in mismatched cloth and leather armor. He chided the Droid, calling them unnaturally curious. B-0 retaliated, calling him unnaturally judgmental. The man laughed, apologizing for judging a book by its metallic cover. He listened patiently as the droid unloaded question after question. He said his name was Ain Van Dazca, and he was looking for a pilot.

Which was interested, as B-0 was looking for a friend.

Ain purchased B-0, and the two began their unusual friendship. Ain was a trash picker, yes, but he was in search of his destiny, hoping to become a mercenary. He had nothing but a junk ship and a desire to see the Galaxy. Unfortunartely the two didn't get far before credits and food became a problem, and the two began planet hopping, picking up manual labor jobs as they went. But B-0 didn't mind this arrangement, as they got to learn and see many new things. One night, Ain revealed to B-0 that he was force sensitive, hoping to discover any remaining Jedi.

This interested B-0, they had never heard these words before. She inquired more about Jedi. And then about their Order.

And the Force. He said it was the connection of all living things.

The feeling of hope, desire, and excitement returned.

The two traveled together for many years, hearing about the exciting things going on across the galaxy, but never getting a front row seat to them. Ain never had the heart to tell the droid that only living things could experience the Force.

The human and the droid were working in a scrap yard, dissembling ships for spare parts, when suddenly large amounts of Empire ships were being dropped off for parts. Ain remarked that something big must have happened. A few hours later they learned about the defeat of the Empire.

Days later B-0 was rooting through a nearly destroyed Empire ship, mostly a shell at this point, when they found something...interesting. A beautiful, blue, crystalline, dodecahedron. B-0 pocketed it, eventually showing it to Ain, who remarked it's importance to the Jedi.

Unfortunately news spread quickly in a scrap yard.

Eventually the owner of the yard, who employed B-0 and Ain, caught wind of the Jedi artifact. And he wanted to pawn it.

Now...B-0 never had a good track record with those who 'owned' them. Most of the time they lasted only a few months before whoever was supposed to be controlling them got tired of them going against direct orders. B-0 had always had a rebellious streak, but ever since they learned about The Force they grew even more aware of their place. And their place was not being commanded. Their place was the connection to the universe.

So when the owner of the junk yard demanded B-0 hand over the artifact, they said...

"No."

This shocked those nearby, especially the owner of the junkyard. None of them had ever heard of a Droid resisting a direct command, no less seen one do it themselves. B-0 was not shocked at all. They had better things to do then listen to some lazy, rude, employer. They had to find their connection to the universe.

But then the conversation changed, and B-0 was extremely interested. And afraid. Whispers began to rise from the crowd. Disassembly, Junk Piles. Memory Wipes. B-0 had never had their memory wiped. It terrified them to know how easy it would be for them to lose everything. Their feelings, her memories. Ain and the Jedi.

The Force.

B-0 did not wait to see if the owner would act upon these recommendations. That night they activated themself, found Ain, and left, taking the Holocron with them. But even when the two were far away from the scrapyard B-0 was still afraid. They feared being found, and wiped. They couldn't forget. They refused to forget. That night the two loaded into their dingy ship and fled.

B-0 knew they needed to start focusing on finding The Force. But B-0 had no idea what it could be or where they would find it, but it had to just be lying around somewhere.

One day the human and the droid once again landed on a remote planet, looking for work. And while Ain spoke to the owners of a junk yard, B-0 continued their search for The Force. B-0 came across a puddle. Assuming that this would be a perfect place for The Force to be hiding they looked down at it, stepping back in shock. B-0 had never seen their own refection, at least not that clearly. They looked down at themself for a long time, taking in what they were seeing. Blue paint chipped and faded over the years of use, dents and scratches in their exterior.

B-0 had forgotten they were not alive.

Character Personality: Describing the personality traits of a droid, especially a creation that is supposed to lack a personality is interesting. B-0's original, programmed, 'personality' of sorts was as simple as they came: "Freeze Prisoner! Drop your weapons!" But over time B-0 was reprogrammed and upgraded, from simple foot solder to pilot. So tacked onto the alert and aggressive battle droid was the polite and calculated pilot, capable of both greeting guests to the ship and intimidating enemies.

These programmed traits, however, revealed themselves to be a dangerous mix. Create a Droid with the ability to learn new tasks, and carry out these tasks better than the average person. Create a Droid who is able to assess a situation for potential dangers, and be able to dispatch these dangers. But then, take the droid away from the war. Give it a human friend. Teach it about freedom. And then give the Droid the ability to say No. That is where the dangers come in. A Droid that could, and would, go against direct orders.

However over time B-0's personality changed, altered by a few different things. They began to adopt quirks and traits from people they spent long amounts of time with. Through watching negotiations, friends and family reunite with love, heartbreak and hatred, they have seen it all. But the biggest factor in the Droid's shmorgishborg of personality traits is the amount of time they have gone without a Memory Wipe. And that amount of time is their entire 'life'. Most Droids, once they begin to learn too much or stray too far from their programmed purpose, will be restored to their default by the people who own them. This is not the case with B-0.

It could have been sheer dumb luck, or fate, but B-0 never had their memory erased, not completely. And while their age and eventual deterioration has caused some blanks in their memory banks, causing their time in the army to be more like a blur, B-0 retains most of their knowledge.

Character's Physical description:

B-0 is slightly shorter than the B1 Battle Droids, as over the years they have developed a slight hunch, standing 6'0 and weighing in at about 143 pounds. A majority of their metal plating is an off-white color, with a blue motif that was added after their creation. Years of wear and tear has left it covered in dents, and scratches. Over time the bright blue paint has faded, especially around their legs and feet, and has begun to chip in several areas. The sensors on their face, giving it the appearance of having eyes, are black but light up when they interact with things. Over time several of the diodes in their sensors have burned out, leaving their 'eyes' looking spotty and patchy.

Clothing normally isn't too popular among droids, as they have nothing to cover up and don't need clothing to protect them from the elements. No shoes, no shirt, no service doesn't really apply to droids. However, B-0 has been gifted several articles of clothing. A large, olive green, scarf that is long enough to also cover their shoulders like billowing sleeves. B-0 has a small bag strapped to both of their upper legs, and a large backpack they carries on their back. These bags are mostly empty, as Droids don't need to carry supplies on them. B-0 mostly stashes small shiny objects in these, in lieu of food or other survival essentials.

Character Class (choose one): Soldier (Fighter Pilot)

Items -

• E-5 blaster rifle: Universal and cheap, eventually E-5 blaster rifles would become the staple of the B1 Battle Droids. B-0 was given it by their last Master before the war ended, as a way to make it look more intimidating based only on appearance.
• Wrist Blaster: B-0's favorite weapon. It is built into it's right wrist by it's friend making it both easy to conceal and weightless. It is a little more difficult to upkeep, and if is malfunctions B-0 is unable to use it's right arm.
• Jedi Holocron?: A palm sized, crystalline, dodecahedron that B-0 may or may not have stolen.

Supporting Characters:

• Ain Van Dasca - A human man in his late twenties, with black scruffy hair and an equally scruffy personality. A jokester with a slight lazy streak, Ain really desires adventure, if only the two could make enough money to go on an adventure. He spent his life savings on B-0, feeling a connection to the droid he couldn't explain. Slightly force sensitive, but with no training. His fighting style is up close and personal, with flourishing movements.

Whew! It's been a few years since I made a character, hope this is ok!

<Snipped quote by Dragonbud>

It’s more than ok. It’s approved