[CHAR] The Imperial Prisoner Task Service (Forgot to mention that this is a Star Wars RP)

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Name: Jarrde Holder
Age: 25
Race: Human
Gender: Male



Appearance: Jarrde is of a tall and slim, though not unmuscular build. Time in various prisons, rebel and imperial alike, has given his features a somewhat rugged and gaunt look. His brown hair is long and and generally unkempt.
Equipment & Clothing: Jarrde carries a collection of vibroblades, as well as a very cherished Verpine shatter gun. He dresses himself in a basic, but comfortable set of flight fatigues.

History: Jarrde Holder was once a junior officer of the Imperial navy. He had graduated from the academy with high marks regarding leadership and tactical proficiency. He was expected to be on the fast track, but alas, this was not the case.
Jarrde's criminal career began rather nobly by aiding the escape of a few dozen Wookie slaves. This earned him his first prison sentence with the Empire.
This didn't last long, however. By the pure chance of being in the right place at the right time, Jarrde had the good fortune to be liberated during a heroic prison-break when a Rebel strike force came to rescue some of their captured comrades. Rather than joining the cause, however, he stole one of their ships and made his way to the outer rim.
Here on the fringe of the galaxy, he fell in with a band of pirates and smugglers and found a profitable career targeting imperial and rebel convoys alike. His military training served him well in this line of work, and he grew rich plundering weak merchant vessels and under protected military supply lines. He eventually fell in love and married the gang's captain, a pirate named Salina Ginn (Seen next to him in the provided image). Things were going well.
But such is the way of life, the good times can never last. As they were attempt to seize a valuable cargo freighter, they fell into a trap set by Imperial forces. Most of the crew was captured, but Salina was killed in the preceding firefight. Only Jarrde and a couple of others managed to escape. Alone and desperate, he finally turned to the rebellion for help. But old grudges from past crimes lead to inevitable betrayal. Jarrde was quickly sold out to facilitate a prisoner exchange with the empire. At the end on the line and back in Imperial hands, this is where the story begins.

Personality: Defiant, sarcastic, and somewhat arrogant, but not especially quick to anger. Becomes much more cold blooded, however, with the recent death of his wife.

List of Crimes: Various flavors of treason against the empire, conspiracy, piracy, forgery, and dozens of confirmed counts of murder.

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Name: Lucas Nemo Hina
Age: 29
Race: Human with some cyborg tech
Gender: Male

Appearance: Lucas has golden blonde hair, a navy blue fridge, and dusty sky blue eyes that look like they have grey clouds in them.
Equipment & Clothing: He normally would carry around a couple of pocket knives that he sharpens and takes good care of them, he will either have his jacket tied around his waist or wearing it. When he normally wears a white collar shirt, a poorly tied necktie, his normal jacket and a pair of ripped and worn out jeans. When bored Lucas likes to chew on sharp items like scissors, or sewing pins.

Personality: He is not one for starting a fight unless you start talking negatively about him, Lucas also has a bad temper so he does have his outbursts. He is normally the quiet type slaving away on a computer, phone, or some type of electronic he can hack into and recode to do whatever he wants, plus he knows a good amount about chemistry and how things work so he also tends to be messing around with random items he finds to make some kind of bomb or some time of weird liquid out of milk, rat poison, and dissolved rock bits that he found while out on a walk that can probably make you unconscious for a month or kill you from the inside out by dissolving your insides.
History: Lucas had the parents that everyone would ask for and the childhood people could only wish for, but he didn't want anything to do with all of the toys and fancy clothes, the large amounts of money because of his father job, well actually he did care about that a little, and the big pool in the backyard. He never actually cared about anything, so when his parents went to bed he would seek out and burn all of the toys and study how the burned and what was the aftermath of them, he would then take the toys and put them in a container separated by the month they were burned. He would then take that and create something out of it, normally he would make a replica of a blaster his dad owner or a saber hilt but he would only use the really strong type for this work which is not very common to get after burning something, sometimes but rarely of something he saw on tv that sparked his interest in for example a person or new speeder bike.
List of Crimes: 1.) Poisoning and attempting to murder a sith lord 2.) killing his whole neighborhood including his parents with a bomb made out of two soda cans, gun powder, fireworks, and bath salt 3.) Hacking into imperial databases exposing military files they had hidden from the public 4.) Hacked into a droid and caused it to crash into a speeder bike causing it to crash into a transportation shuttle in front of it causing the shuttle to tumble and crash into a building where an imperial meeting was taking place.

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Cal Glewdis

Name: Cal Glewdis
Age: 27
Race: Human (Corellian)
Gender: Male

Appearance:

Cal Glewids

Stands at 6'1, and weighs in at 204 pounds. Has a rather strong build with a bit of flabbiness.

Equipment & Clothing: Clothes appear as seen in the photo. Has a DH-17 blaster as a side-arm and an E-11 blaster (stolen from a Stormtrooper during one of his smuggling operations) as his primary weapon. Both weapons are obviously confiscated, considering he's currently imprisoned.

Personality: Very talkative and loud, with a gung-ho attitude. Cal is against the empire for personal reasons; his father was killed in a protest on Corellia, and he figures that if he takes them down his father will be able to rest in peace. Anyhow, he likes to wisecrack, even at inappropriate times. One might think of laughing and joking as a way of coping with whatever shit he's going through; but really, he just likes to laugh and joke.
History: Cal was born on Corellia to Korali and Kreia Glewdis. He also had a little brother named Owen, who was four years younger than him. When Cal was 6, his father was killed in a protest. While this devastated Cal and he swore he'd never forgive the Empire for what it did to his family, little Owen didn't even remember his father enough to care.
And so, from that day forward, they were two brothers on opposite sides of the war. Cal hated the Empire and began doing work for the rebels, while Owen idolized the Empire. Cal left home at sixteen and began a career as both a smuggler and a rebel, while Owen eventually went on to become an officer of the Imperial Navy. On one of his outings with the Rebellion, in which they freed Rebel captives from an Imperial prison, Cal's ship was stolen by one of the people they freed, a man named Jarrde Holder. He's still pretty mad about that.
Cal was eventually caught and arrested, of course. They were proud to have caught the notorious Cal Glewdis, who reportedly smuggled thousands upon thousands of crates of spice and blasters without ever being caught. Who had a bounty of 50,000 credits on his head. Who did the Kessel Run in only 14 parsecs (the record being beaten by Han Solo recently. Cal is still angry about that, of course). So, he was locked up for what everyone assumed was gonna be a long, long time.
Until the Imperial Prisoner Task Service, that is.
List of Crimes: 308 confirmed counts of smuggling spice and weapons (that's not counting the unconfirmed counts), 4 confirmed counts of terrorism (working with the rebels, again not including unconfirmed counts), and 1 confirmed count of murder (the victim being an Imperial Officer, once more does not include unconfirmed counts).

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Jax Krell

Name: Jax Krell
Age: 28
Race: Besalisk
Gender: Male

Appearance:

Jax Krell

Jax is of average size and girth for a Besalisk even though having a decent belly. Sporting the walrus moustache combined with a heavy stubble on his sagging chin. The bottom left of his four arms has been replaced with a cybernetic claw that operates crudely but gets the job done most of the time.

Equipment & Clothing: When Jax went into prison he wore a pair of dark brown, padded trousers whose prime quality was the many pockets it had and it’s knee-protectors. On it he wore a modified piece of dark green battle armour that protected his chest. Due to the 4 arms instead of the usual 2 it is slightly shorter than most chest pieces and therefore Jax’s wife-beater shirt comes out underneath it. Over it a leather harness provides him with storage space for various things like munitions, bombs and weapons. Prime amongst these is Jax’s set of short-barrelled scatterguns holstered at the small of his back. Shortly after come his pair of stun baton’s that stick out from over his shoulder. As a finishing touch Jax kept a pair of T-6 ‘Thunderer’ blaster pistols.

Personality: Jax has become increasingly grim over the last couple of years. Substance abuse, murder, estrangement from his family all have put a bit of a downer on Jax’s attitude. Unfortunately prison life only gets harder with a ‘fuck everything’ attitude, especially vis-à-vis the guards. Recently he has become more placid and brooding. Though his 4 arms still ache for a brawl every now and then. Jax is grim in many regards but keeps sarcasm at hand to parry most questions and to add fuel to some fires.

History: Jax was born to a mining family on Gorse, a mining operation that exploited the remnants of Gorse’s moon; Cynda. From an early age explosives interested Jax and due to his parents line of work that wasn’t at all a bad thing. Over his career he became known as a resourceful and responsible demolitions expert. Unfortunately an accident caused by tectonic shifts made an explosive go off sooner than expected. Jax lost friends in that blast and his lower left arm. It shied him away from mining operations, explosion jobs in particular and he got a job as an enforcer/security for his families business. As such he got into contact with the more unsavoury side of Gorse and familiarized himself with the duo of stun batons he lovingly calls the ‘bruising brothers’. He thrived in his new role, but in a bad way. Jax got involved in the shadier Cantina brawls and a loanshark to buy himself a cybernetic replacement limb. Jax got increasingly estranged from his parents and family business as getting the interests on his loan together pushed him to do worse things. It was a period of deathsticks, glitterstim, murder and haziness all together. It was during this time period that he also got by the ‘wicked sisters’; a pair of one handed scatterguns that were gruesomely put to use in a revolt against the Empire. This was when Jax got arrested and put in prison without substances to ease the pain, but out of the grasp of the loanshark…

List of Crimes: Possession of illegal substances, Disturbance of public order, Open Rebellion, Destruction of Imperial Property, Assaulting Imperial personnel, Murder and the list goes on thanks to meticulous record keeping of the Empire.