Post by andas009 on Jul 12, 2013 17:23:02 GMT -5
Name- Seria Remunar
* Age- 29
* Gender- Female
* Species- Selonian
* Affiliation- Independent (loosely Rebel)
* Home-world- Corellia
* Appearance- A rather black coat of fur, with a thick muscular tail, along with sharp nails. Usually wears a simple gear of armor.
* Weapons- Blaster Rifle
* Bio (short version)- Born to a Selonian Den on Corellia, she was one of the lucky ones to escape. A few of the Den members had managed to evacuate a few of the children before the rest were gassed in the tunnels by a group of Pirates, hired to eliminate the Den, as they had information on one of their clients that could've locked him away. The identity of this man is unknown to this day, but it is suspected he was killed by the same Mercs because he refused to pay the bill. She was adopted by a rich Tibanna Gas tycoon, who mostly left her to grow up on her own. Learning most of how she does things on her own, she has gained a fierce sense of independence, but is not arrogant in any way. When he died in an 'accident' after refusing to pay the smugglers he hired to transport his spice, Seria took it upon herself to 'claim' his 'legacy', in other words, take his credits. Realizing she could make much profit off of mercenary work, she used the credits very wisely, and managed to acquire an old, battered Hammerhead-class cruiser from the Old Republic era. Seeing much potential in it's massive docking bays and huge hanger, she decided to nearly fritter away her fortune on it, purchasing improved drive systems, hiring a crew, improving the lasers, and purchasing numerous starfighters from the R-41, the Y-Wing, to even the Scyk, Dunelizard, and Z-95 starfighters. After renting out her own dock at Nar Shaddaa, she has awaited a job, and has had numerous well paying jobs from Senators in the new Empire, including retrieving their possessions, and has even raided a few Imperial Convoys, much to the Empire's attention and annoyance.
* Sample RP- Seria breathed in the stale, dull air of Nar Shaddaa, and glanced out her window at the Hammerhead docked peacefully, with the lovely Neon starlights in the background.
"Truly wonderful", she thought. Work hadn't come in ages, and she was hoping for a big fat juicy job with a well-paying reward sometime soon, but she had a strange feeling. As if she wanted to fight the Empire, there was just something satisfying about knowing that a planet would be safe from bombardment by destroying the Tibanna shipments, or helping innocent civilians evacuate from a doomed planet, or even......nah, that was a crazy idea, but, maybe even taking on a Star Destroyer, challenging it's so called 'Invincibility'.
Yourself
Name- Paul
Age- 21
Years of (RP) experience- 1 Year (sorta, on my other forum, no one's really posted on my RP's.)
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* Age- 29
* Gender- Female
* Species- Selonian
* Affiliation- Independent (loosely Rebel)
* Home-world- Corellia
* Appearance- A rather black coat of fur, with a thick muscular tail, along with sharp nails. Usually wears a simple gear of armor.
* Weapons- Blaster Rifle
* Bio (short version)- Born to a Selonian Den on Corellia, she was one of the lucky ones to escape. A few of the Den members had managed to evacuate a few of the children before the rest were gassed in the tunnels by a group of Pirates, hired to eliminate the Den, as they had information on one of their clients that could've locked him away. The identity of this man is unknown to this day, but it is suspected he was killed by the same Mercs because he refused to pay the bill. She was adopted by a rich Tibanna Gas tycoon, who mostly left her to grow up on her own. Learning most of how she does things on her own, she has gained a fierce sense of independence, but is not arrogant in any way. When he died in an 'accident' after refusing to pay the smugglers he hired to transport his spice, Seria took it upon herself to 'claim' his 'legacy', in other words, take his credits. Realizing she could make much profit off of mercenary work, she used the credits very wisely, and managed to acquire an old, battered Hammerhead-class cruiser from the Old Republic era. Seeing much potential in it's massive docking bays and huge hanger, she decided to nearly fritter away her fortune on it, purchasing improved drive systems, hiring a crew, improving the lasers, and purchasing numerous starfighters from the R-41, the Y-Wing, to even the Scyk, Dunelizard, and Z-95 starfighters. After renting out her own dock at Nar Shaddaa, she has awaited a job, and has had numerous well paying jobs from Senators in the new Empire, including retrieving their possessions, and has even raided a few Imperial Convoys, much to the Empire's attention and annoyance.
* Sample RP- Seria breathed in the stale, dull air of Nar Shaddaa, and glanced out her window at the Hammerhead docked peacefully, with the lovely Neon starlights in the background.
"Truly wonderful", she thought. Work hadn't come in ages, and she was hoping for a big fat juicy job with a well-paying reward sometime soon, but she had a strange feeling. As if she wanted to fight the Empire, there was just something satisfying about knowing that a planet would be safe from bombardment by destroying the Tibanna shipments, or helping innocent civilians evacuate from a doomed planet, or even......nah, that was a crazy idea, but, maybe even taking on a Star Destroyer, challenging it's so called 'Invincibility'.
Yourself
Name- Paul
Age- 21
Years of (RP) experience- 1 Year (sorta, on my other forum, no one's really posted on my RP's.)
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