• Last Seen: 7 yrs ago
  • Old Guild Username: DonDrone
  • Joined: 10 yrs ago
  • Posts: 283 (0.07 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. Charter 10 yrs ago

Status

Recent Statuses

10 yrs ago
Current Reading through past Role Plays. And enjoying some of them.

Bio

Hi, thank you for checking my account to further your knowledge of me as a person... That or you're preforming a background check...
None-the-less, this bio will hopefully give you a bit of a flavour of person that I am (and hopefully a postive flavour).

  • Believer Of Jesus Christ (Christian)
  • Casual/Avid Video-Gamer
  • Casual Star Wars fan
  • Casual/Avid Board-Gamer ('Common' games do not apply [i.e. Monopoly, etc])


And below are general interests when it comes to Roleplaying:

  • Star Wars
  • Supporting Characters (I don't wish to play Gordon Freeman, I prefer to play the Rebel trooper but I'd be ok with playing the Combine Soldier)
  • Mid-Low Fantasy Setting
  • Sci-Fi as a whole
  • Some Military themes
  • Heroes & Villains

Most Recent Posts

After leaving the briefing room with the other squadron leaders, Victor headed directly for the hangar where his squadron was stationed. He kept his pace quick while his mind processed through the information on the upcoming task. Normally, all units from the squadron would have their own briefing after the officers had theirs but do to time restraints, the squadron leads were giving a quick rundown on what is wanted and what their general tasks are when they exit hyperspace.

Upon entering the hangar, Victor saw all eleven of his squadron awaiting him by the loading ramps. James 'Cannon' Fletch, a man of average height and build but with a well groomed mustache that matched his uniform, spotted Victor coming and quickly ordered the squadron to get to attention. The 2nd Lieutenant gave Cannon a quick nod as he spoke to the group, "We're headed for Dantooine." He looked at the group in front of him as they remained stationary and unresponsive. "Intel has found an artifact called the 'Star Map'. Lord Tidus has made it clear that this artifact is a top priority objective, as it's probably already in enemy hands. Our battle group, Battle Group Sigma, will be joining up with Battle Group Orion over Dantooine in an effort to subdue the planet and take the artifact." Victor began to slowly pace up and down the line as he spoke, "While most of the starfighter forces will be focused on aiding the planetary assault, a handful of others will be assigned space interception duty. One of the squadrons assigned to this duty is ours. Due to the large amount of space we'll be covering, I've decided that we'll split into four teams of three. Cannon, you'll lead with Green and Debris. Flail, you're with Havoc and Chef. Belt, you'll lead the third group with Barrage and Cloud-9. Boom and Recruit, you're with me. When you engage with a vessel; shoot to disable, not kill. We can't risk destroying the artifact. On top of that, when you do engage, let the rest of us know and we'll try to catch up with you and provide fire support." Victor stopped pacing, "Any questions?"

Debris was the first to speak up, "Expected resistance?"

"Hostiles are assumed to be desperate but dangerous, don't underestimate anyone."

"How many of our own are supporting us?" Cannon asked.

Victor pulled up a data pad to give it a quick run through, "Roughly... seven or eight squadrons of TIEs with another two squadrons of Interceptors we'll be assisting. The rest of the fleets starfighter compliment will be busy on planet. That isn't to say they won't give chase into orbit if a vessel tries to escape."

Davran 'Belt' Cho, a black skinned man with an intimidating physique and dashing sideburns, spoke up next, "Shooting to disable is rather tricky with our weaponry, what if we face an enemy squadron?"

"While command said to disable all vessels that are attempting to escape, it would be safe to assume; if a group of vessels or starfighters attempt to delay or distract us while another one of their own attempts to flee, that the 'distraction' force is of little value, so feel free to turn them into scrap."

Before anymore questions could be asked, the alarm system started to sound, indicating the Imperial Star Destroyer will be exiting hyperspace shortly. Victor quickly shouted to his squadron as Cannon passed him his helmet, "To your starfighters!"

The hangar bursted into life as various groups of pilots ran to their starfighter while the deck crew made sure the hangar was clear for the launch of all squadrons. Victor put his helmet on and connected the tube that would feed him his oxygen supply while within his starfighter. A hiss followed by a click told him that it was sealed before he climbed into his TIE Interceptor. Victor did a fairly quick overview of all his starfighter's systems, including the switch to his slight modification of the craft. It's a switch he hopes none of the mechanics will ever notice, due to it's odd and awkward placement under his seat.

When everything seemed to be in working order and when he received confirmation pings from both Recruit and Boom that their vehicles were the same, Victor opened comms with his squadron, "All teams report in. Krayt 1 ready."

Cannon's voice came through, "Krayt 2 is all clear and ready for launch."

Belt's deep voice came through next, "Krayt 3 ready."

"I guess that makes us Krayt 4 then." Flail's voice chirped. "We're good-to-go, Leuit."

"Roger that." Victor opened comms with the control tower, "Krayt Squadron ready for action."
I figured I'd simply get the fleet to be in hyperspace by the end of my post. I'll leave it to you, @Legion-114. Unless you'd prefer me to have the fleet jump in. If so, how soon would you like it to jump in and what exactly is jumping in? I could wait a few posts or simply edit my current post (unless of course someone posts before me).
Victor let his mind wander as his squadron calmly escorted Zeta squadron while silence had finally falling on the system after the destruction of the hostile fleet. In spite of how easy a fight it was, the high adrenaline his body was producing had finally stopped and left him tired. This could have very well been the case of each of those in his squadron as none of them spoke either. Victor took another needless headcount of his squadron, it's not often they left a battlefield without a scratch, let alone without casualties. Besides Flail, Cannonball (who was with the other half of the squadron when they split up earlier) and himself none of the nine interceptor pilots had more than a few months of real combat experience. He knew he would see more of them perish in the coming campaign. Despite the speed and maneuverability of the TIE Interceptor, it was difficult for one to fully understand the strengths and weaknesses of the vehicle, a shortfall that most rookies won't be able to have a second chance at.

A message from the Imperial Star Destroyer 'Intimidation' brought Victor back to reality. "Attention all squadrons, rendezvous to your landing zones ASAP. New orders have been dropped in and we are to move immediately. You will be briefed upon landing." The ace pilot straightened himself as he spoke into his com to Zeta squad, "You guys think you can push your engines to max?" A laugh came over the line, "They've been at max the entire time, we know how slow speed gets on you Interceptors' nerves." Victor responded with a smile, "We could help push you along." Another laugh came through the com from the Zeta squadron leader, "That you could. Anyway, at our speed, we'll make it to our landing point in ten minutes, give or take. Feel free to head off to get your ships rearmed faster." The ace pilot shook his head, "Not when there's a risk of you still being shot down, in spite of your ludicrous speed." Victor got one final laugh from the Zeta squadron leader before they ended the comlink.

Flail spoke up immediately, "They're moving so fast I'm seeing plaid." Debris was quick to retort, "I sometimes worry if you're using glitterstim, Flail..." Barrage was next to talk, "Let the old man have his meds." Flail's voice took over the coms again, "Now wait just a minute. I am not old!.. Alright, maybe by TIE pilot standards, but come on!" Victor rolled his eyes as his team continued to chatter.

He did notice that Recruit hadn't said anything since the end of the combat. He interrupted the current conversation, "Everything alright, Recruit?" The rest of the squadron went quiet for a few moments before Recruit finally spoke up, "Sorry, Lieut. I've been trying to figure out a name to stick with. Maybe something related to the YT-1300 we shot up earlier?" Victor didn't say anything, mostly for someone else in the squadron to speak up. Debris was that someone, "What? Like 'Gundown'? Or maybe 'Sitting Duck'? I doubt picking a name from shooting an old rusty freighter down is worth it Recruit." Barrage was quick to pick up on the conversation, "What Debris means is that we're about to head into another probable battle-zone, where you can pick one up then." The familiar voice of Flail was next to add his opinion, "Or... You could have one of us help you with your squadron name. Let's see if I can come up with one... Um, let's see... Oh! I've got one for you! How about Ja-" A unified shout of "NO!" through the coms from Debri and Barrage was enough to silence Flail. Debris spoke sharply, "That joke was cute at first Flail, but you always try to get someone named it, even when it breaks the rules you put in place for the whole naming thing anyway!" Barrage spoke in an annoyed manner, "I'm with Debris on this, that joke got old real fast." Flail was quick to counter, "Aww... But I'd love to have someone on the team called Jawa! Particularly if they go around shouting 'Utini!'"

Victor finally spoke up to break up the inevitable fight, "I'm in agreement with Debris, Recruit. Nothing spectacular happened that would be worth naming yourself in relation to it. Do you want to be remembered by the squadron as the guy who shot down a surrendering YT-1300 that probably belonged to some illegal immigrants or minor thugs?" Recruit groaned over the com, "No offence Lieut, but I don't want to be shot down as the guy with the name 'Recruit'. The name itself is insulting, I was already a TIE pilot who was bumped up to an Interceptor for crying out loud." Victor spoke sternly over the com, "You have to earn a name like everyone else. It's the rule of the squadron." Recruit was clearly upset about this as he shouted back into the com, "I fail to see how this is important to you guys, that you'd simply ignore my Imperial ID as well as my birth name for a stupid place holder name of 'Recruit'." Victor barked back, "When you join the the Imperial Navy, you don't pick your ID, the brass does. When you're born, you cannot name yourself, whoever is your parental figure will give you a name. When someone joins the squadron, we give them a simple name; like Recruit, Green or Rookie, to indicate that their past, whatever it was, is forgotten. They join the family of the squadron, not simply a team of individuals. Then, through the actions of the individual, they may choose their own name based off a event from combat or a situation that they were involved in."

Victor took a deep breath. The coms stayed silent until he spoke again, "We take it seriously because we want you to have a new name, one that not only you are proud of, but one for us to also remember and to share between each other. This way, every individual that comes through the squadron makes themself on who they are, not what their past says." Silence loomed in the coms for a minute or so before Recruit spoke up again, "And if I die before my new name?" Victor released a hesitant sigh, "A name will be given to you, one fitting of what you accomplished."

After a few more moments of quiet, Flail spoke up, "Couldn't have said it better myself, Lieut." Victor gave a simple nod as he continued to fly his starfighter, "We should clear our heads, we've got a mission coming up as soon as we land." Victor and his squadron pulled away from the bombers as they reached their landing platform, heading for their own. After a few moments of preparation by the Imperial fleet, and the gathering of her flocks of TIEs, a large portion of it jumped into hyperspace, onroute to it's next destination. Dantooine.
Sorry for being somewhat quite the last little while. Room's taking longer than anticipated. I'll try to get a post up in a day or so.
"Flail, heads up! Bogies on your four-o-clock." Victor shouted into his comm as he shot at a smoking YT-1300 freighter. The Interdictor 'Petrified' and it's fleet were above Brentaal IV, a planet within a system of vital importance for logistical purposes as it was the place where the Hydian Way and the Perlemian Trade Route hyperlanes crossed. The Imperial fleet was given orders to hold and support all friendly vessels traveling through while also stopping all civilian traffic for identification. The objective was meant to be a somewhat easy one, however it would seem some would-be 'heroes' have managed to encourage a few of the civilian ships to engage the Imperial fleet.

"Roger that Lieutenant." Jeremy 'Flail' Falcone responded as he started to fly around like a lunatic, "I'mma write their names into the void, so that they're always forgotten." The starfighters chasing him, three Cloakshape fighters, kept their pursuit as they attempted to get a lock on the nimble TIE-Interceptor.

Victor Caldeck barked orders into his comm at another two of his wingmen, "Barrage, Debris, light them up! Recruit and I will tend to the wounded tango." After getting a confirmation from both of them, Victor took a quick gaze at the battle raging around them. It was incredibly one sided, the Imperial forces outnumbered and outpowered the scum that threw themselves at them, it always seemed one or two hostiles more would join the fight after entering the system. On top of that, the small cruiser that the 'heroes' were transmitting their message of utter suicide from was not engaged in the combat.

Victor pulled his thoughts back to his target as he came about on it for another strafing run, lighting up it's hull with green laser fire and sparks. Whoever was manning the top turret on the old bucket of a ship was clearly unfamiliar with how to shoot it properly as its shots were so wide that it couldn't hit the side of a bantha. Victor pulled around yet again to see Recruit's Interceptor perform it's own passing run on the YT-1300. The old wreck of a ship took a hit to its main engine, causing it to drift.

As Victor was about to perform the killing blow, he saw a large amount of jump signatures enter the system. He didn't open fire on the vessel as he passed it, instead he was now looking at a large fleet of twenty or thirty odd ships. As they began to move towards the imperial fleet, so did the 'heroes' in their little cruiser. Victor simply sat back and crossed his arms for a moment as he smiled under his helmet. Darth Tidus had mentioned to command, who then told the rest of the officers, that a significant force of scum would attempt to break through their blockade. Victor took up his controls and turned his craft towards the imperial fleet as he began counting down, "3... 2... 1-" Suddenly, a fleet of six imperial star destroyers arrived with a support fleet nearly quadruple the size of the original few that were sent. "-Bingo" The ace pilot could see the hostile vessels attempt to turn and run in panic, nearly crashing into each other, while the civilian ships that were smart enough to stay out of the fight quickly made way for the gigantic fleet.

"Lieut. The YT-1300's sending a white flag signal to me. Orders?" Victor turned his vessel around, this time to face the heavily damaged freighter vessel. Recruit's Interceptor hovered around the wounded ship, like a bee checking a flower. Victor opened a comm to his squadron's coordinator on the Imperial Star Destroyer 'Intimidation', "Command, we've got a hostile vessel stranded and sending us a white flag. Shall we cover the target until it can be picked up by tractor-beam?"

The officer on the other end responded coldly, "Negative. Our current orders are to make examples of all hostiles."

Frowning, Victor tried to argue, "I'm certain they got the message sir. I-"

"Now is not the time SF-225. You will eliminate that vessel and then your squadron will escort bomber squadron Zeta to destroy the MC80 that's in command of the upstart fleet. Is. That. Clear?"

Victor responded immediately, "Affirmative sir." He then swapped comms back to his squadron, "Recruit, finish up the YT-1300 as quickly as possible. Flail, you still with us?" A voice blared over the comms, "Pff, as if some no-good pirate-wannabes could take down old Flail McGail! I do, however, owe the beautiful Barrage a drink for taking two of them out for me." The familiar voice of Crutz 'Debris' Nimbly was what filled the squadron comms next, "With all those space-acrobatics you were doing, I'd expect the last thing on your mind should be alcohol." Rachelle 'Barrage' Elcort responded, "To be fair, we're fighting a bunch of inexperienced tangos, at least by our standards. We could probably take them on drunk." Before Victor could scold his squadron for cluttering their comms, the newer voice of Dreg 'Recruit' Taz was quick to add his opinion, "I'm with Barrage, on this one. The toughest thing I've fought so far is a YT-1300 who not only couldn't fly straight, but shoot straight either... The ship's dead by the way Lieut." Victor waited for a moment, to see if anyone wanted to speak up again. Which, of course, Flail was the culprit, "Well, honestly-"

Victor interrupted him, "Quit the whining, we've got escort duty with Zeta squadron. Our task is to break through what enemy fighters are dumb enough to try to stop us and help eliminate the enemy's flagship, a MC80. Let's move out. On me." The squadron quickly reformed on him as they flew away from the wreckage of the YT-1300, Victor choosing to ignore any thoughts of who may have been inside it.
Added an Imperial Designation to my CS as well (ya know, like 'TK-something or other'). Under the character name. Awaiting further orders.
Player Name: Charter
Name: 2nd Lieutenant Victor Caldeck
Imperial Designation: SF-225

Age: 33

Appearance: Standard TIE Pilot gear.


Gender: Male

Race: Human

Force Sensitive Y/N: No

Equipment: A standard issue TIE/IN Interceptor[/url], a DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol and TIE pilot armor.

Skills:

  • Squadron Tactics - TIEs tend not to survive on their own, as a result all pilots are trained to work as a team with their wingmen or other squadrons when necessary.
  • Disciplined - Due to their training regime, TIE pilots are expected to show no fear in the face of danger. Victor is no exception.
  • Ace TIE Pilot - Victor has survived the Galactic Civil war and has continued to survive. While not the best the Empire had during the time of Palpatine and lord Vader, he's the one of the few actual aces to survive the destruction of the second Death Star and transfer themselves into the Infinite Empire.
  • Squadron Leader/Officer Training - Victor has been given his own squadron of ace TIE/IN Interceptors. He performs his duties well and makes sures his squadron keeps up or he threatens to take them off the team. As of yet, the only ones to be removed from the squadron are those who end up dying in a fight. He has been known to order other squadrons around if they either seem confused or are on the verge of breaking.

Strengths:

  • Reliable Shot - When using his none-standard issue blaster pistol, Victor has proven to be able to use it effectively.
  • Can't Touch This - When in a space battle, Victor has the capability to avoid a good deal of fire. If he needs to, he can attempt to avoid damage by pushing his vehicle to the limit while not being able to fire at anything.
  • My Loyalty Is True... - Victor is loyal to a fault. He will follow orders as directly as they are given, whether he agrees with them or not. (Continued in 'Weaknesses')

Weaknesses:

  • Not Very Good At This... - Victor is trained to be a pilot, not a ground soldier and definitely not able to hold his own in a brawl or any melee combat.
  • I Think I'm Going To Be Sick! - If Victor is forced to evade incoming fire for too long, the Gs he's pulling off will start to get to him. He'll have to either pull off from the chase or escape before throwing up in his helmet and thus drowning himself in his own vomit.
  • ... But My Intentions Are Truer - (Continued from 'Strengths') If orders aren't completely clear or there's room for interpretation, he'll improvise and do what he thinks is best. While this can be helpful at times, he values the life of sentient beings as a whole, even if they are alien scum. He tends to put himself in harm's way to try to save a wingman if possible. This may put him at odds with his leaders as he can be sometimes vocal about this.

History: Victor grew up in a noble family on the busy world of Coruscant. He grew up with 3 other siblings and their nursing droid, while his parents performed their own ambitious plans. Victor nearly flunked school as a child, failing to have any ambition to achieve greatness like his parents. They would criticize him about this but couldn't get their desired response out of him. It wasn't until he joined up with the Imperial Navy of his own accord that he found a purpose. What he lacked all his life the Empire fulfilled by giving him both purpose and a sense of duty, responsibility and honor. This want to be the best the Empire had to offer is what lead him into the cockpit of the TIE/IN Interceptor and his survivability is what allowed him to become both an ace and a veteran.

Upon the destruction of the second Death Star, along with Palpatine and lord Vader, Victor was beginning to see the Empire fall apart. When Darth Tidus arrived to create newly named Infinite Empire, Victor was one of the first to join.

---

Will correct stuff later. off to work. KTHXBYE!
Player Name: Charter
Name: 2nd Lieutenant Victor Caldeck

Age: 33

Appearance: Standard TIE Pilot gear.


Gender: Male

Race: Human

Force Sensitive Y/N: No

Equipment: A standard issue TIE/IN Interceptor[/url], a DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol and TIE pilot armor.

Skills:

  • Squadron Tactics - TIEs tend not to survive on their own, as a result all pilots are trained to work as a team with their wingmen or other squadrons when necessary.
  • Disciplined - Due to their training regime, TIE pilots are expected to show no fear in the face of danger. Victor is no exception.
  • Ace TIE Pilot - Victor has survived the Galactic Civil war and has continued to survive. While not the best the Empire had during the time of Palpatine and lord Vader, he's the one of the few actual aces to survive the destruction of the second Death Star and transfer themselves into the Infinite Empire.
  • Squadron Leader/Officer Training - Victor has been given his own squadron of ace TIE/IN Interceptors. He performs his duties well and makes sures his squadron keeps up or he threatens to take them off the team. As of yet, the only ones to be removed from the squadron are those who end up dying in a fight. He has been known to order other squadrons around if they either seem confused or are on the verge of breaking.

Strengths:

  • Reliable Shot - When using his none-standard issue blaster pistol, Victor has proven to be able to use it effectively.
  • Can't Touch This - When in a space battle, Victor has the capability to avoid a good deal of fire. If he needs to, he can attempt to avoid damage by pushing his vehicle to the limit while not being able to fire at anything.
  • My Loyalty Is True... - Victor is loyal to a fault. He will follow orders as directly as they are given, whether he agrees with them or not. (Continued in 'Weaknesses')

Weaknesses:

  • Not Very Good At This... - Victor is trained to be a pilot, not a ground soldier and definitely not able to hold his own in a brawl or any melee combat.
  • I Think I'm Going To Be Sick! - If Victor is forced to evade incoming fire for too long, the Gs he's pulling off will start to get to him. He'll have to either pull off from the chase or escape before throwing up in his helmet and thus drowning himself in his own vomit.
  • ... But My Intentions Are Truer - (Continued from 'Strengths') If orders aren't completely clear or there's room for interpretation, he'll improvise and do what he thinks is best. While this can be helpful at times, he values the life of sentient beings as a whole, even if they are alien scum. He tends to put himself in harm's way to try to save a wingman if possible. This may put him at odds with his leaders as he can be sometimes vocal about this.

History: Victor grew up in a noble family on the busy world of Coruscant. He grew up with 3 other siblings and their nursing droid, while his parents performed their own ambitious plans. Victor nearly flunked school as a child, failing to have any ambition to achieve greatness like his parents. They would criticize him about this but couldn't get their desired response out of him. It wasn't until he joined up with the Imperial Navy of his own accord that he found a purpose. What he lacked all his life the Empire fulfilled by giving him both purpose and a sense of duty, responsibility and honor. This want to be the best the Empire had to offer is what lead him into the cockpit of the TIE/IN Interceptor and his survivability is what allowed him to become both an ace and a veteran.

Upon the destruction of the second Death Star, along with Palpatine and lord Vader, Victor was beginning to see the Empire fall apart. When Darth Tidus arrived to create newly named Infinite Empire, Victor was one of the first to join.

---

Will correct stuff later. off to work. KTHXBYE!
@Legion-114 Going too slow. I'mma get up a char soon to not slow you down.

---Edit---

I've taken a good look at the others Chars and realize a Tie-Interceptor pilot is really no match in any fight, unless he was made unrealistically skilled. This has stopped me from developing my Char at the moment, rethinking on whom he could become instead. I WILL have him done in the next 24 hours. I promise.
Just a heads up. Currently repainting my room and will be spending quite a bit of my own time doing so. As a result, I may be slow on posting. I've barely worked on my CS to be honest. If you reach max players (if there is a max), feel free to boot me if I take to long.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet