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Name: JKA-2S “Monarch”
Android Model: JKA
Gender: Male Programming
Age: 3.5 years
Height: 6’ 4”
Weight: 320lbs
Skin colour: Silver wash
Eye colour: Crimson
Role: Anti-Jedi Long-term Engagement
Place of manufacture: Metalorn
Devices and Model Accessories:
Chassis: Cortosis/phrik outer-layer
Frame: Phrik-reinforced structure built for flexible movement and to withstand heavy mono-directional impacts. (IE Force pushes/Force-pushed objects)
Ocular Attributes: Multi-purpose scanner (biological, electromagnetic, visual, thermal etc.)
Automotive Attributes: Heavy-banded carbon-60 structures for high-tensile strength and elasticity.
Weaponry Accessories: Rapid-fire/tri-shot wrist blaster/light rocket launcher (right arm), Magnetic foot-long vibro-blade sheath (left hip). Concealed extendable vibro-blade (left arm.)
Defensive Accessories: Density Projector, Shield Projector, Mag boots, Ankle Anchors.
Miscellaneous: Model includes a semi-catatonic life-support unit housed in its chest-cavity for an unfertilized adolescent Dashta Eel. It has a semi-cybernetic neurological tie in to monitor brain activity for danger.
This is designed to subvert the flaw that restricted the JK-13 series, by no longer incorporating the Dashta Eel into part of the CPU. This is because the JK-13 droid couldn’t kill people, because if the Dashta Eel killed anyone, it would go insane. So instead of making the Eel a combatant, it's studied as an observer in harm's way for Force precog.
Role: The Jedi Killer Alpha is a specialist Droid designed to combat Jedi on a personal level, combining multiple technologies that work in tandem to leave the Jedi without options. The Mag Boots/Ankle Anchors and Density Projector (as in the Late Clone Wars period, the previous glitch that left them unable to turn it off has been fixed) meant that force push/pull can’t shift them.
Objects thrown at them are either blasted out of the way (using the rocket launcher), dodged (using precog), or taken and shrugged off (using shield projector or the toughened cortosis and phrik plating/superstructure).
The cortosis plating disrupts lightsabers on touch, leaving unprepared Jedi open to a magnetically-accelerated vibro-blade or a close-ranged blaster shot.
The most important tool at Monarch’s disposal, however, is surprise. They’re fairly confident in their abilities to take down a single droid that when that droid shows resistance to their lightsabers, force powers and even precog, Monarch takes ruthless advantage of the opening.
History: As the Clone Wars wore on, it became more and more evident that the Jedi were the biggest threat to the CIS. Countless plans and bases had been destroyed and major CIS personnel had been taken down by an annoyingly few enemies that seemed to avoid death against even the most overwhelming forces.
Jedi Killing forces existed in the past for the CIS. The JK-13’s had seemed a major, if limited, threat to the Jedi. General Grievous killed countless Jedi, with the trophies to show for it. The Cortosis Battle Droids were dangerous to even the Jedi, but ultimately each fell to their respective weaknesses. Even the Cortosis Battle Droids had a structural flaw that allowed the Jedi to defeat them with lightsabers. So certain R&D directors within the CIS decided to pool some measure of resources to create a droid that combined the dangerous approaches that provided effective in the past, even though they failed separately.
General Grievous succeeded because of his skill in combat and physical capacities as a cyborg. But failed because he was restricted by his biological components. The Cortosis Battle Droids succeeded because of the Cortosis ore, though failed because of an unforeseen chink in their armour. The JK series failed because the eels that provided their strength couldn’t be used for lethal measures. By combining a learning combat droid in with a revised armour-plating and separating the eel from the CPU, the CIS hoped to make a more effective anti-jedi combatant.
Using a separate foundry on Metalorn, the individual pieces were brought together and assembled. A prototype unit was built, though it remained on site for testing in order to ascertain future Dashta Eel research. Following the collapse of the CIS, their sites were scavenged by Metalornians in the wastelands, the parts added to the ever-growing heaps of garbage.
However, the second model, named “Monarch” was dispatched to a neutral cityscape world, in order to hunt down stray Jedi as part of its later phase testing.
Its target boarded an out-bound transport, and Monarch followed behind. The Jedi remained ever-vigilant and detected the force-sensitive nature of his pursuer, and attacked when Monarch tried to make a move. The ensuing battle was nothing less than catastrophic, with conduits being burned from blaster fire and lightsabers scars, vacuum piercing the hull, and more than one hull section being crumpled by the Jedi’s over-enthusiastic use of force throws.
By the time Monarch’s arsenal and defence methods overwhelmed the target, the ship was crumpling into a husk. So now, for three years, one of the most dangerous models of droid in CIS history is stuck in a vacuumless husk of a low-end transport ship, in a state of semi-consciousness, magnetised to what remains of the hull. But now that CIS has been destroyed, their leaders executed and the Jedi killed, where does a Jedi-hunting CIS droid fit into this galaxy?
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YOURSELF:
Name: Anything you want it to be.
Age: 19
Years of RP experience: 4 (Maybe 5)
Character Roster
Just this one (Monarch)
Android Model: JKA
Gender: Male Programming
Age: 3.5 years
Height: 6’ 4”
Weight: 320lbs
Skin colour: Silver wash
Eye colour: Crimson
Role: Anti-Jedi Long-term Engagement
Place of manufacture: Metalorn
Devices and Model Accessories:
Chassis: Cortosis/phrik outer-layer
Frame: Phrik-reinforced structure built for flexible movement and to withstand heavy mono-directional impacts. (IE Force pushes/Force-pushed objects)
Ocular Attributes: Multi-purpose scanner (biological, electromagnetic, visual, thermal etc.)
Automotive Attributes: Heavy-banded carbon-60 structures for high-tensile strength and elasticity.
Weaponry Accessories: Rapid-fire/tri-shot wrist blaster/light rocket launcher (right arm), Magnetic foot-long vibro-blade sheath (left hip). Concealed extendable vibro-blade (left arm.)
Defensive Accessories: Density Projector, Shield Projector, Mag boots, Ankle Anchors.
Miscellaneous: Model includes a semi-catatonic life-support unit housed in its chest-cavity for an unfertilized adolescent Dashta Eel. It has a semi-cybernetic neurological tie in to monitor brain activity for danger.
This is designed to subvert the flaw that restricted the JK-13 series, by no longer incorporating the Dashta Eel into part of the CPU. This is because the JK-13 droid couldn’t kill people, because if the Dashta Eel killed anyone, it would go insane. So instead of making the Eel a combatant, it's studied as an observer in harm's way for Force precog.
Role: The Jedi Killer Alpha is a specialist Droid designed to combat Jedi on a personal level, combining multiple technologies that work in tandem to leave the Jedi without options. The Mag Boots/Ankle Anchors and Density Projector (as in the Late Clone Wars period, the previous glitch that left them unable to turn it off has been fixed) meant that force push/pull can’t shift them.
Objects thrown at them are either blasted out of the way (using the rocket launcher), dodged (using precog), or taken and shrugged off (using shield projector or the toughened cortosis and phrik plating/superstructure).
The cortosis plating disrupts lightsabers on touch, leaving unprepared Jedi open to a magnetically-accelerated vibro-blade or a close-ranged blaster shot.
The most important tool at Monarch’s disposal, however, is surprise. They’re fairly confident in their abilities to take down a single droid that when that droid shows resistance to their lightsabers, force powers and even precog, Monarch takes ruthless advantage of the opening.
History: As the Clone Wars wore on, it became more and more evident that the Jedi were the biggest threat to the CIS. Countless plans and bases had been destroyed and major CIS personnel had been taken down by an annoyingly few enemies that seemed to avoid death against even the most overwhelming forces.
Jedi Killing forces existed in the past for the CIS. The JK-13’s had seemed a major, if limited, threat to the Jedi. General Grievous killed countless Jedi, with the trophies to show for it. The Cortosis Battle Droids were dangerous to even the Jedi, but ultimately each fell to their respective weaknesses. Even the Cortosis Battle Droids had a structural flaw that allowed the Jedi to defeat them with lightsabers. So certain R&D directors within the CIS decided to pool some measure of resources to create a droid that combined the dangerous approaches that provided effective in the past, even though they failed separately.
General Grievous succeeded because of his skill in combat and physical capacities as a cyborg. But failed because he was restricted by his biological components. The Cortosis Battle Droids succeeded because of the Cortosis ore, though failed because of an unforeseen chink in their armour. The JK series failed because the eels that provided their strength couldn’t be used for lethal measures. By combining a learning combat droid in with a revised armour-plating and separating the eel from the CPU, the CIS hoped to make a more effective anti-jedi combatant.
Using a separate foundry on Metalorn, the individual pieces were brought together and assembled. A prototype unit was built, though it remained on site for testing in order to ascertain future Dashta Eel research. Following the collapse of the CIS, their sites were scavenged by Metalornians in the wastelands, the parts added to the ever-growing heaps of garbage.
However, the second model, named “Monarch” was dispatched to a neutral cityscape world, in order to hunt down stray Jedi as part of its later phase testing.
Its target boarded an out-bound transport, and Monarch followed behind. The Jedi remained ever-vigilant and detected the force-sensitive nature of his pursuer, and attacked when Monarch tried to make a move. The ensuing battle was nothing less than catastrophic, with conduits being burned from blaster fire and lightsabers scars, vacuum piercing the hull, and more than one hull section being crumpled by the Jedi’s over-enthusiastic use of force throws.
By the time Monarch’s arsenal and defence methods overwhelmed the target, the ship was crumpling into a husk. So now, for three years, one of the most dangerous models of droid in CIS history is stuck in a vacuumless husk of a low-end transport ship, in a state of semi-consciousness, magnetised to what remains of the hull. But now that CIS has been destroyed, their leaders executed and the Jedi killed, where does a Jedi-hunting CIS droid fit into this galaxy?
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{Sample Roleplay}
Monarch’s internal processes clicked over and over again, in a slow rhythm that had grown so mundane, so tedious that it pushed what remained of his consciousness into insanity. His internal chronometer showed three years and counting, three years of remaining in this husk, certain of his recovery with the next sunrise.
Sunrise. Yeah, right.
If only he had been lucky enough be stranded close enough to a star to have something he could consider a sun.
The droid stood, unmoving, anchored to what was the roof of a transport ship, one that had been rent apart in the stupid fight he had with that idiotic Jedi.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
What good was victory when there was no way he was going to get home either? He might as well have been a walking bomb for all the good he did.
If it wasn’t for the efficient recycling system he had and his back-up nutrient packs, Monarch’s Dashta eel would’ve died long ago. So much of Monarch’s systems were shut down as “non-survival critical” to preserve his chances of survival. His tattered brown cloak, now more of a strip of cloth with seared gaps and holes still hung, splayed against the vacuum of space from his last movement.
The only systems he was running anymore were Chronometer, anchoring guard, Dashta life support, sensors and distress buoy.
He wasn’t worried anymore about who heard the distress call, even if the Republic answered, at least he could have the grace of properly exploding and taking some with him this time.
Ping.
Monarch’s reaction systems booted up so quickly he almost missed his own waking-up subroutines. A response to his buoy. Automated, yes, but a registering of someone else acknowledging the distress call.
Space out here was dark. Painfully dark, but Monarch’s sensor systems still eventually picked out the Scavenger ship settling in above the husk of the transport ship.
Just in case a civilian did show up, Monarch had long since disposed of the corpses. Until Monarch had stripped them of all useful gear and credits, of course.
Monarch could “feel” the metal beneath his feet anchors as he slowly plodded his way across the ship interior until he reached one of the hull breaches, making his way outside the ship, exchanging greetings with the ship computers, sending it a pre-drafted explanation of the ship’s predicament.
Catastrophic fuel system error leading to a critical electrical cascade was what he had deemed as the best explanation. In all fairness, that’s because that’s what happened, but he neglected to mention a stray lightsaber slash had been what disrupted the coolant injectors.
As the ship’s custom build anchoring harness connected to the ship, Monarch climbed aboard into a secure airlock section as multiple scavengers looked at him through the thick glass plating. Monarch wasn’t especially massive, as far as some droids go, but he wasn’t small, and he supposed the scene must seem pretty dramatic.
“I require transit to the nearest occupied system. I’m willing to pay lucratively and the ship and its cargo are your’s.”
As the Captain let him aboard in exchange for a hefty fistful of credits, Monarch sat down in the corner of the cargo hold and connected to the ship’s info drive. If a droid had physical reactions to anticipation, Monarch would be quivering with anticipation, and anxiety.
After a few moments, something dropped from Monarch’s hand. It’s a new galaxy, and it wasn’t one Monarch was anticipating. His allies were gone, his enemy's vanquished. It was hours before the scavenger ship eventually decoupled from the wreck and returned to inhabited space, and hours more before Monarch eventually stopped reviewing the last three years of news.
Sitting down heavily against the cargo wall, Monarch leaned back, picking up the small device he dropped. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he knew he’d have to figure it out for himself. Monarch reached back and placed the device, the lightsaber handle from the Jedi he defeated, into the pocket of his tattered cloak.
Monarch’s internal processes clicked over and over again, in a slow rhythm that had grown so mundane, so tedious that it pushed what remained of his consciousness into insanity. His internal chronometer showed three years and counting, three years of remaining in this husk, certain of his recovery with the next sunrise.
Sunrise. Yeah, right.
If only he had been lucky enough be stranded close enough to a star to have something he could consider a sun.
The droid stood, unmoving, anchored to what was the roof of a transport ship, one that had been rent apart in the stupid fight he had with that idiotic Jedi.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
What good was victory when there was no way he was going to get home either? He might as well have been a walking bomb for all the good he did.
If it wasn’t for the efficient recycling system he had and his back-up nutrient packs, Monarch’s Dashta eel would’ve died long ago. So much of Monarch’s systems were shut down as “non-survival critical” to preserve his chances of survival. His tattered brown cloak, now more of a strip of cloth with seared gaps and holes still hung, splayed against the vacuum of space from his last movement.
The only systems he was running anymore were Chronometer, anchoring guard, Dashta life support, sensors and distress buoy.
He wasn’t worried anymore about who heard the distress call, even if the Republic answered, at least he could have the grace of properly exploding and taking some with him this time.
Ping.
Monarch’s reaction systems booted up so quickly he almost missed his own waking-up subroutines. A response to his buoy. Automated, yes, but a registering of someone else acknowledging the distress call.
Space out here was dark. Painfully dark, but Monarch’s sensor systems still eventually picked out the Scavenger ship settling in above the husk of the transport ship.
Just in case a civilian did show up, Monarch had long since disposed of the corpses. Until Monarch had stripped them of all useful gear and credits, of course.
Monarch could “feel” the metal beneath his feet anchors as he slowly plodded his way across the ship interior until he reached one of the hull breaches, making his way outside the ship, exchanging greetings with the ship computers, sending it a pre-drafted explanation of the ship’s predicament.
Catastrophic fuel system error leading to a critical electrical cascade was what he had deemed as the best explanation. In all fairness, that’s because that’s what happened, but he neglected to mention a stray lightsaber slash had been what disrupted the coolant injectors.
As the ship’s custom build anchoring harness connected to the ship, Monarch climbed aboard into a secure airlock section as multiple scavengers looked at him through the thick glass plating. Monarch wasn’t especially massive, as far as some droids go, but he wasn’t small, and he supposed the scene must seem pretty dramatic.
“I require transit to the nearest occupied system. I’m willing to pay lucratively and the ship and its cargo are your’s.”
As the Captain let him aboard in exchange for a hefty fistful of credits, Monarch sat down in the corner of the cargo hold and connected to the ship’s info drive. If a droid had physical reactions to anticipation, Monarch would be quivering with anticipation, and anxiety.
After a few moments, something dropped from Monarch’s hand. It’s a new galaxy, and it wasn’t one Monarch was anticipating. His allies were gone, his enemy's vanquished. It was hours before the scavenger ship eventually decoupled from the wreck and returned to inhabited space, and hours more before Monarch eventually stopped reviewing the last three years of news.
Sitting down heavily against the cargo wall, Monarch leaned back, picking up the small device he dropped. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he knew he’d have to figure it out for himself. Monarch reached back and placed the device, the lightsaber handle from the Jedi he defeated, into the pocket of his tattered cloak.
YOURSELF:
Name: Anything you want it to be.
Age: 19
Years of RP experience: 4 (Maybe 5)
Character Roster
Just this one (Monarch)
