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So would this RP be more like the Mortal Kombat movie of 1995? If that makes sense.


Not really. This would be our own version of the MK universe, with the story beginning at the tournament form the original game.

The other option is to just kontinue off of the Mortal Kombat X ending. Either way we will have komplete kreative freedom to take the plot in whatever direction we want.
MORTAL KOMBAT!

I'm a fan of people being murdered in hilarious ways, so naturally I'm a fan of Mortal Kombat. Lately I've been playing MKX and it's pretty good so I was wondering if there were any other sick minded people out there who would be interested in a Mortal Kombat RP. Now you might be saying to yourself, "But the story in Mortal Kombat is really stupid." And you're right. But whatever.

So if you're interested let me know. To keep things simple we would probably start the story with the original MK game, and from there it would sort of take on a life of its own and go in whatever direction we decide to take it. If you have your own story ideas I'd also be happy to hear them.
If this RP stays alive, it would make a lot of sense for Thanner to be on the slicer team. He would have insider knowledge about the Imperial networks.
Interested.
"Sergeant Sekula I presume? My name is Antares...Thanner Antares."

Thanner extended his hand, as the Sergeant wheeled around to address the room. He couldn't help but laugh, as he has just employed the same social tactic against the gesturing soldier only moments earlier. It was typical posturing. Sekula turned to face him once more, this time acknowledging the agent's offer and shaking his hand, albeit briefly.

"How can I help you?" asked the Sergeant.

He heard the question clearly, but deliberately paused for a moment as he took notice of the scar on Sekula's hand. He knew he would be able to use it to his advantage, at the proper moment.

"I'm not sure you can help me Sergeant," said Thanner, choosing each word very carefully, "A former Imperial in the midst of this rabble, whatever is a man to do."

The skeptical undertone in Thanner's statement was quite deliberate. In truth, he was confident in Sekula's ability as a leader, which was far more than he could say for Lieutenant Byron, and he was intent on winning the Sergeant over as an ally by challenging her in this way. She was a woman that had thrived in a man's world, a feat that required true strength of character. He admired her resolve greatly and knew she would be a valuable asset to him during his time in the regiment.

Thanner took Sekula's injured hand gently, running his thumb across her scarred knuckles in a a shrewd and calculated way, flashing a smile as he did so.

"I'm sure there must be a story to go along with it?" Thanner said quietly, "You certainly seem like a woman with a few tales to tell."
@ZeusTheMoose

heheh, I smell a new pranking target.


I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to it.
Thanner stood among the regiment's new recruits, and could not help but turn up his nose at the stench of cheap liquor in the air. He knew that the regiment's soldiers considered themselves to be separate from the pirate crew aboard the Intruder, but he found it difficult to make that distinction himself. As he glanced across the room at the veterans of the unit, the likely source of the foul odor, he noticed one of the soldiers pointing a finger at him and muttering about. Thanner smirked and turned away, undoubtedly projecting a foulness of his own. It was the stench of arrogance. Of elitism. A stench not so easily washed away. In his short time with the Rebellion Thanner had become privy to such accusatory gestures and mutterings, and he had become exceedingly adept at shrugging them off. Perhaps too adept.

Thanner refocused his attention as the new Lieutenant spoke.

"My name is Lieutenant Durod Byron. I understand you folks have been holding your own out here for some time, and Fleet Command is real happy about the way you boy... you folks do work."

"Not a great start," Thanner thought to himself, glancing around again at the rugged folks in his midst.

"Now we're here to fill in some gaps, and help you keep doing what you do best. I know this can be a little awkward, and hopefully we'll get used to each other pretty quick, but in the meantime I just want you all to know that I'm not here to change the way you fellas do business. I'm gonna do my best to stay out of your hair, and together we'll get the JOB done, your way. So. Take a few minutes and get acquainted. The new guys brought a little extra gear, feel free to help them square it away, and we'll meet up in the briefing room in two hours. Got a hot new target in mind, should be a good hit."

To say that things would be a little awkward was surely an understatement, but Thanner was confident that he would soon be able to smooth things over. He had been in tough spots before, but he had always been able to talk his way out of a situation. In truth, his tongue had saved him more times than he could count, and it was what allowed him to excel as an agent of the Empire. Thanner had much less confidence however, in the Lieutenant’s ability to lead. Thanner knew that, above all, these gruff military-types responded to authority and detested weakness. After what these men had been through, they had no place for weakness. Lieutenant Byron possessed authority on paper, but he oozed weakness through every orifice, and Thanner knew that the veterans would detect this as surely as he detected their disgusting aroma. He wondered how long the Lieutenant could survive in this environment.

After the Lieutenant finished his address, Thanner made his way across the hangar, deliberately walking past the same soldier that had been unsubtlety gesturing in his direction previously.

"Guess he doesn't want us punching the new guys just yet, huh,” he heard the soldier say.

“I should certainly hope not,” Thanner replied casually, “For your sake.”

Turning his back to the soldier, Thanner carried on. He saw the Lieutenant whispering something to a woman before exiting the hangar, and he managed to catch the woman’s eye with his own piercing gaze. He strode over to the woman and extended his hand, ensuring that the display was seen by the soldier he had mocked.

“Sergeant Sekula I presume? My name is Antares...Thanner Antares.”
Name: Thanner Antares
Species: Human
Age: 25
Planet of Origin/Birth: Alderaan
Force Sensitive Y/N: No

Appearance:


Skills/Abilities:
- Subterfuge: Thanner Antares is a spy, and spy’s deal in secrecy. He excels at avoiding detection, and he is able to slice into computer networks and security systems.
- Smooth-talker: A master of deception, Thanner is able to utilize his suave and sophisticated demeanor to manipulate others effectively.
- Sharpshooter: Trained in marksmanship at the Imperial academy, his weapon of his choice is the sniper rifle and he has carried out several assassinations on behalf of the Empire in the past.
- Traitor: Given his background, he also has a working knowledge of Imperial procedures and personnel, which has proven to be an asset to the Rebellion on multiple occasions.


Equipment:
- Sniper rifle
- Blaster pistols
- Stealth field generator
- Fusion cutter
- Night vision goggles
- Charm and charisma


Psychological Profile:
At the end of the day, Thanner is a turncoat. He is a traitor to not only the Empire, but to his family. Although he believes what he is doing is morally right, Thanner continues to struggle with this notion of betrayal and he is haunted by the missions he’s carried out in service to the Empire. He past also makes it hard for others within the Rebellion to fully trust him. Thanner can’t blame them.


History:
Thanner was born into a wealthy and respected family on the planet Alderaan. His father, Commander Calder Antares, served in the Republic government and has since gone on to become a highly ranked and very well regarded Imperial officer, a true loyalist to the Emperor’s cause. To Thanner’s father, legacy is of the utmost importance, and he instilled in his son a strong respect for authority. During his teenaged years, Thanner met and fell in love with an idyllic young woman named Rashira. Rashira did not share the same views as Thanner with regards to the Empire, but he still greatly admired her spirit. Unfortunately, politics would soon come between them, and Rashira left Alderaan. At the age of 18, Thanner was intent on following in his father’s footsteps. He would attend the Imperial academy on a full scholarship and soon became an Imperial officer in his own right. Thanner learned quickly how to present himself in order to rise the ranks of the Empire. His noble bloodline, combined with his ability to manipulate his fellow officers allowed him to ascend quite quickly.

Imperial Intelligence soon took a great interest in the young Antares, noticing his uncanny ability to know exactly what to say at any given moment. He was recruited as an agent of the Empire, carrying out secret missions at the highest level of discretion. The Rebel movement was growing across the galaxy and Thanner was exactly what the agency was looking for, a skilled operative with an undying loyalty to the Empire. The only problem was, Thanner’s loyalty had started to wane. He had seen the atrocities committed by the Empire, especially the ones committed by his own father, and for the first time he questioned his place in the galaxy.

Thanner specialized in anti-Rebel operations, detecting and eliminating Rebel sympathizers or spies. However, he grew to resent his actions over time, and he would become the very thing he swore to destroy. He became a double agent, selling Imperial secrets to the Rebel cause. His contact within the Rebellion was none other than his lost love Rashira, who had grown to become a powerful freedom fighter. Unfortunately, his treason would soon be discovered by Imperial Intelligence, and his family legacy would be disgraced in the eyes of the Empire. In the Empire, the penalty for treason is death, and Thanner’s father was ordered to be his executioner. Commander Antares was forced to chose between his son and his Emperor, and he would chose the latter. Luckily for Thanner, Rashira still considered him to be an asset of great value to the Rebellion and she led a Rebel strike team on a mission to rescue him. During the ensuing escape, a firefight erupted. Rashira was shot and killed by Thanner’s father, a sacrifice that allowed Thanner to escape.

Thanner now fights on the side of the Rebellion, still haunted by the sins of his past and by Rashira's sacrifice.


Yes, and:
During his time as an Imperial agent, he gathered vital intelligence that aided the Empire in their conquest of the planet Uslam. This has led to some (understandable) hostility from Corporal Jenk Beskad and Corporal Keller "Bits" Vannin, both of whom are natives of Uslam. Coproral Beskad in particular harbors great distrust for Agent Antares, owing not just to Thanner's past alliegiances but because of his personality as well. Beskad is a rugged loud-mouthed miner while Antares is a smooth-talking man of sophistication, born into the highest class of society.
I'll work on a CS later tonight. My character is basically going to be a turncoat. He's an Imperial operative that has defected from the Empire to join the Rebellion, but he still struggles with the fact that he is a traitor.
Sounds great, count me in.
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