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4 yrs ago
I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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6 yrs ago
Computer is back, yay. I can post again :)
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6 yrs ago
Computer is getting some much needed maintenance. Will be slow posting for the next week or 2.
6 yrs ago
Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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7 yrs ago
Computer is broke AGAIN. Dog jumped on me when I had a glass of water in my hand, but some of it leaked in. Posts are going to be slow for the next week.
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Mara had yet to arrive. She hadn't been at the opening ceremony, she had been assisting Peing-Khan with a personal matter, but now walked along the beach towards them. She waved her hand and her costume changed to have a large sun-hat, sun-glasses and Bathing suit ((Authors note: I REFUSE to post a picture of a childs bathing suit, through fear of getting caught by Operation: Yewtree)) "First of you to wolf whistle gets reported to the nonce-brigade." she called. She walked towards them before and looked around "Well, aren't we a rag-tag band of heroes." she said. She then saw a cyborg ninja one of them "Well, ahoy-hoy!" she waved "I like cyborgs, they tend not to ask as many stupid questions." She then saw the ghost. "Oh cool." she said, skipping over to him. "Tell me, how are you still bound to this world? Are you the servant of a god? Because if you are, i'd love to meet him." She looked him over.

Mara quickly looked around at the others. She then saw J'Zen "Oh my word, do my eyes deceive me?" she laughed before floating over to him "J'Zen, Zatty's little boy, I remember you." she said "How is the old fart? Still a chauvinistic pig?" she asked "I swear, him and that whole fucking league." she sighed.
Christ the IC is moving a mile a minute. Hard to keep up.
Currently working on The Meeting part of my CS. I would love for one of the other Primarchs to be with the Emperor. Would anyone mind me using their primarch for my CS?
I have arrived, bitches.

I'm just gonna read through the IC, then make a start.
Name: Marka Mussuka
Race: Xexto
Age: 41
Occupation: Pilot, Pod-Racer
Appearance:



Gear:
Blaster Pistols x4
Helmet-mounted Long Ranged Comm-link.
Flight Suit
Utility Belt

Backstory up until flying on the [insert ship name here]: Marka was born on Troiken, like most of his species and grew up with a distinct dislike for the Empire, then the following Republic and now has even more disdain for the First Order. He pretty much learned to hate almost everything, whilst growing up.

When he was old enough, he started working at his fathers Mechanics shop, learning how to clean, repair and keep all the big space-freighters flying. Soon, he was learning how to back them into the dry-dock and not long after, how to fly like a pro. Whilst working for his father, he started to fall in with a less than reputable gang who convinced him to "borrow" ships from the shop for racing purposes. He was good, damn good, until he was caught and his father fired him. But, the spark was there and the love for piloting things at incredibly fast speeds through death-fields was there. Using the money he saved, he managed to work passage to Malastare, where he knew the Pod Racing was good. He took part in a trial for one of the racing teams and was eventually accepted onboard, giving him a pod and a schedule.

For the next 15 years, he managed to make quite the name for himself in the pod-racing circuit. Although his win-loss ratio was nothing special, he nonetheless managed to become popular with the fans for his hotdog antics. However, it was after an Imperial Remnant raid on the planet that he decided to see the end of the Empire, signing up to the Republic's starfighter corps. He didn't like the Republic, but he disliked the Empire even more. He managed to make a name for himself behind the controls of a B-Wing and even took part in the Battle of Jaku, personally delivering the killing blow to a Star Destroyer using a pair of well-placed Proton torpedoes to the bridge-deck and watching it hurtle, out of control, to the planet bellow.

After that, he went back to Malastare, but couldn't seem to find fun in Pod Racing anymore. The excitement that battle brought him was not easily forgotten, that's when he decided to sign on as a pilot for some gormless idiots that required a pilot for their "Perfectly legitimate business" as far as he is concerned, if there is a chance for trouble, he is all there. That being said, he has no love for killing. As such, he will never directly target the cockpit of a ship unless it is absolutely necessary, he prefers to disable than destroy.
Propositions for shared backstory: During a stop-off on Malastare, they managed to catch one of the rare occasions that he actually came first in his race. He goes out to celebrate with a night on the town, when he see's them trying to navigate their ship, poorly, to a maintainance bay, where he approached and asked if they needed a pilot for their "Perfectly legitimate business." Naturally, they just watched him win a hell of a race, so he obviously has some skill. As such, they accept.
Name: Marka Mussuka
Race: Xexto
Age: 41
Occupation: Pilot, Pod-Racer
Appearance:



Gear:
Blaster Pistols x4
Helmet-mounted Long Ranged Comm-link.
Flight Suit
Utility Belt

Backstory up until flying on the [insert ship name here]: Marka was born on Troiken, like most of his species and grew up with a distinct dislike for the Empire, then the following Republic and now has even more disdain for the First Order. He pretty much learned to hate almost everything, whilst growing up.

When he was old enough, he started working at his fathers Mechanics shop, learning how to clean, repair and keep all the big space-freighters flying. Soon, he was learning how to back them into the dry-dock and not long after, how to fly like a pro. Whilst working for his father, he started to fall in with a less than reputable gang who convinced him to "borrow" ships from the shop for racing purposes. He was good, damn good, until he was caught and his father fired him. But, the spark was there and the love for piloting things at incredibly fast speeds through death-fields was there. Using the money he saved, he managed to work passage to Malastare, where he knew the Pod Racing was good. He took part in a trial for one of the racing teams and was eventually accepted onboard, giving him a pod and a schedule.

For the next 15 years, he managed to make quite the name for himself in the pod-racing circuit. Although his win-loss ratio was nothing special, he nonetheless managed to become popular with the fans for his hotdog antics. However, it was after an Imperial Remnant raid on the planet that he decided to see the end of the Empire, signing up to the Republic's starfighter corps. He didn't like the Republic, but he disliked the Empire even more. He managed to make a name for himself behind the controls of a B-Wing and even took part in the Battle of Jaku, personally delivering the killing blow to a Star Destroyer using a pair of well-placed Proton torpedoes to the bridge-deck and watching it hurtle, out of control, to the planet bellow.

After that, he went back to Malastare, but couldn't seem to find fun in Pod Racing anymore. The excitement that battle brought him was not easily forgotten, that's when he decided to sign on as a pilot for some gormless idiots that required a pilot for their "Perfectly legitimate business" as far as he is concerned, if there is a chance for trouble, he is all there. That being said, he has no love for killing. As such, he will never directly target the cockpit of a ship unless it is absolutely necessary, he prefers to disable than destroy.
Propositions for shared backstory: During a stop-off on Malastare, they managed to catch one of the rare occasions that he actually came first in his race. He goes out to celebrate with a night on the town, when he see's them trying to navigate their ship, poorly, to a maintainance bay, where he approached and asked if they needed a pilot for their "Perfectly legitimate business." Naturally, they just watched him win a hell of a race, so he obviously has some skill. As such, they accept.
@frapet If you are looking for me to pitch idea's, the classic YT freighter series is always a good, if unoriginal, choice. Might I suggest maybe a Gozanti Cruiser, which, before Disney came along and turned them into the Empire's Escort Carriers, were anti-piracy freighters. Freighters that were designed to look harmless, but were, in fact, packing serious firepower in order to take out the pirates that plagued the areas that the ships would run through... The only problem with them is that they are slow as old people fucking.

The other that I would suggest is a Consular-class that was refitted for cargo-purposes, then later, re-refitted to pack a little extra heat for our crew >:3
@frapet Just so long as I don't have to pilot a T-70. Those things fuck with my OCD.
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