Dragonbud

Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

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B-0 @Zekha

Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

Ah... Alderaan - what terrible place! B-0 has found herself disliking the beautiful planet more and more as time passes. Unloaded here against her, quickly growing, will like cargo to be handed off to a new master. Given B-0s track record with Masters, she didn't expect to stay on Alderaan very long. She anticipated staying in Alderaan for a few months, maybe even a year, before her newest Master grew tired of her inability to follow orders mindlessly. What B-0 did not anticipate was spending her time in Alderaan squatting in the woods like a criminal. Oh well, plans change.

At first B-0 had tried to find a way off the planet, but most cargo or even passenger ships shooed away the strange Droid. And sneaking on ran the risk of being found. And having her memory wiped. That was simply not at option. But the little Droid always had a backup plan, and that plan was the forest. And B-0 did not emerge from the woods until the fateful day she stumbled upon some people in the woods, also squatting like criminals. They spoke in whispers, looking over their shoulders to make sure their conversation was not overheard. They spoke of a man named Varen Kray. And that this man was gathering a crew for his ship, The Phoenix.

That was all B-0 needed to know. That was her ticket off Alderaan. Her Freedom. Her Force.

B-0 strolled up to the meeting point with all the confidence of a Droid who didn't realize how strange she looked could have. Her outer, metallic, casing is thick with dirt and foliage and is contrasted with spots of orange rust. Regardless of her appearance she was able to prove herself to this strange Varen Kray. As her programmed strength was in her ability to pilot, not upkeeping her appearance. Varen Kray agreed to let her join this crew, after a strange question and answer session that left the both of them more confused, but not as the pilot. Instead she would be assisting someone else who already had the job. B-0 didn't mind this, it just meant less weight on her metallic shoulders.

Varen Kray told her it would take several days to assemble the rest of the crew, and that she would be free to roam about the city as long as she made it back before the ship departed. B-0 interpreted this command, with the last remaining remnants of her obedience protocol, to simply park herself outside the ship itself. She had no reason to spend any more time in Aldaraan, it would have just caused more trouble for the little droid. Instead she would wait for the others to arrive. Several days passed, and B-0 watched as numerous creatures of all shapes and sizes arrived for their own interviewing processes. Some people left looking pleased, others not so pleased. B-0 payed them little mind, not taking the time to really remember any of their faces. She had more important things to think about.

The Force.

Eventually the day came for the rest of the selected crew to come together, and B-0 had not moved from her spot outside the ship. She did take some time to try and pull off some of the stray leaves and clumps of mud from her time in the forest, but it was still clear how junky she looked. She matched the junky ship pretty well, maybe this job was meant for her. The crew assembled was full of creatures foreign to B-0, and some not so foreign.

The first to approach was a large creature, large enough that B-0 assumed that it would just walk right past her. So B-0 was surprised when the creature instead greeted the droid, speaking what must have been the creatures native tongue. Growls and grunts drifted through the air, but within B-0s internal translator, programmed into her, a pleasant greeting was heard. The little droid looked up at the hairy woman, dim photoreceptors looking over the creature for any stored date. Nothing. How Strange. The droid was so busy searching internal data banks for information she neglected in greeting the woman back.

The rest of the crew did not greet B-0, which she did not find surprising. Most creatures pay little attention to the Droid. Maybe they assume she can not hear them, or that she did not have the ability to respond. Regardless the rest of the crew was less strange to the Droid.

After the large, hairy, woman another large creature arrived. Just replace hairy with scaly and woman with man. B-0 immediately recognized the creature as a Trandoshan, a race B-0 had interacted with quite often as she was smuggled from one end of the galaxy to the other. She stayed, staring, at the reptilian man as he looked over the ship they were all about to board. Something about him felt familiar to the droid, but searching her memory and data banks yielded no answers. She felt as if she had seen him before, but perhaps it was her faulty wiring acting up. Or maybe all Trandoshans looked the same, B-0 had no idea. And yet she did not feel unease, little bothered the droid.

The next to arrive was a young woman with bright blue skin, a race B-0s internal data identified as a Twi'lek. Yes, B-0 had met a Twi'lek before, perhaps on Tattooine. She was certain this woman was not the same Twi'lek as before. The one on Tattooine was much older, gruffer. Also probably male. After her arrived another race B-0 recognized from her time on Tattooine, a Dug. Something about him set off B-0s internal alarms. Maybe it was the smug way he walked, or the way he looked over the small group with general disinterest. She would keep an eye out. The last thing B-0 needed was to exit a shut down to find she is missing an arm.

With the crew assembled outside the ship Varen began to address them all. B-0 quickly found herself getting bored with the mans gruff ramblings. She found herself tuning out of the conversation, not worried as her data banks would store anything important he said, as her mind began to wander. Was getting aboard this ship truly wise? What if she had missed over the Force back in the forest? Or worse. What if she became trapped on this ship, the constant threat of memory wipes keeping her compliant?

The last thing she wanted as to be treated like an accessory. She was real.

Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

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Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

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If by repair you mean be unclear why there's a droid that he's not allowed to repurpose and screw around with, sure. ;D

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Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

@Dervish im glad someone here can repair droids or B-0 would be fucked

Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

Dungeons and (Krayt) Dragons, Star Wars: The Price of Freedom

B-0

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Profile

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Name: B-0
Race: Droid
Gender: Feminine Programming
Age: B-0 is unaware of how old she is. Somewhere between 15 and 100.
Character Type: Droid

Appearance:

B-0 is a prototype of the B1 Battle Droid used by The Confederacy of Independent Systems during the Clone Wars. Although B-0 looks similar to the B1 Battle Droids she is one of a kind, the only B-0 in the Galaxy. B-0 is slightly shorter than the B1 Battle Droids, as over the years she has developed a slight hunch, standing 6'0 and weighing in at about 143 pounds. A majority of her metal plating is an off-white color, with a blue motif that was added after her creation. Years of wear and tear has left her covered in dents, and scratches. Over time the bright blue paint has faded, especially around her legs and feet, and has begun to chip in several areas. The sensors on her face, giving her the appearance of having eyes, are black but light up when she interacts with things. Over time several of the diodes in her sensors have burned out, leaving her '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 does wear a few accessories in her attempt to feel human. A large, olive green, scarf that is long enough to also cover her shoulders like billowing sleeves. B-0 has a small bag strapped to both of her upper legs, added to her during a visit to Tatooine, and a large backpack she carries on her 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.

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 that of several different droid personalities tacked together. B-0, as prototypes commonly are, was created to try and improve several different types of droids by sticking them all together. The intention with B-0 was to create a droid capable of several things, mostly protection and diplomacy. So when the polite and calculating nature of a protocol droid meets the alert and aggressive side of a battle droid something like B-0 is created.

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 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. She began to adopt quirks and traits from people she spent long amounts of time with. Through watching negotiations, friends and family reunite with love, heartbreak and hatred, she has seen it all. But the biggest factor in the Droid's shmorgishborg of personality traits is the amount of time she has gone without a Memory Wipe. And that amount of time is her 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.

Backstory: Beep

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Capabilities

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Stats

Fitness: 5/10 - B-0 wasn't designed to be a tank. She was designed to be cheap and mass produced. Battle Droids are mowed down in droves.
Power: 4/10 - Physical strength is another flaw in B-0's design. Not only that but she has gone many years without professional repair.
Coordination: 8/10 - For what B-0 lacks in physical power she more than makes up for in the ability to shoot and pilot.
Acumen: 9/10 - More of a mistake than anything. Years of going without a mind wipe means that B0 has seen a lot, and with the memory of a Droid she will never forget.
Personality: 5/10 - As a droid, personality isn't her strong suit. Over the years she has learned some social skills, but she is nowhere near a leader.
Force: 0/10 - I am one with the Force and the Force is with me.
Vitality: 14hp
Carrying Capacity: 65lbs

Skills
Awareness: 3/5 - While untrained in the Force, B-0 enjoys picking details out of things. Usually these are useless details, like unzipped flies.
Computer Use: 4/5 - Well trained in the workings of computers and starship controls.
Demolitions: 0/5 - Just cover the bomb with a blanket, that will contain it.
Persuade: 3/5 - Beep Boop?
Repair: 4/5 - B0 spent a lot of time around mechanics and droids, and it is nice to know how to repair yourself.
Security: 3/5 - *Frantic Keyboard Typing* I'm hacking in.
Stealth: 2/5 - *Rusty Metal Screeching*
Treat Injury: 0/5 - If your injury can't be fixed with a hammer and nails B-0 isn't fixing you.

Racial Trait: Metal Plating: Your hard metal chassis can protect you totally from minor scrapes, scratches, bites, and stings, and you take half damage from Physical sources. However, you take twice the amount of damage from Ion sources.

Background Trait: Almost Intelligently Designed: You receive a 1d4 bonus to Computer Use checks as they concern to piloting thanks to your software, but due to faulty obedience programming, your stubbornness gives you disadvantage on Persuade checks. Tsk tsk!

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Miscellaneous

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Inventory:

• 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 hers by her last Master, as a way to make her look more intimidating based only on appearance. It weighs about five pounds.
• Wrist Blaster: B-0's favorite weapon. It is built into her right wrist by her Creators 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 her right arm.
• Jedi Holocron?: A palm sized, crystalline, dodecahedron that B-0 may or may not have stolen.

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Seas of Blood

It's been waaaaay too long since I've last rped, but im rather interested. Maybe a surgeon whos not too happy about being on board.

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

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