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[Atridian]

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[Atridian]

Name: Atridian
Class: Rogue

Race: Human/Cyborg
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Hair: Dark, short hair
Skin: Pale White
Eyes: Dark Blue
Height: 6'3
Weight: 323

Place of Residence: Nexus
Place of Birth: Coruscant

Relatives: Alea, sister/only living relative(pre-revelation)

Deviss, younger brother(post revelation)

Allies:
Imperial Stormtrooper Sgt. Edwin Denal of the 52nd Sandtrooper Corps Squad 16 (Presumably KIA during recon mission/ current status: unknown)


Occupation: Mercenary Commander of the Hellhands group
Crafts: Kuat Drive Yards Arquitens-class Light Cruiser Nexus, Eta-2 Actis Interceptor Sky Shark, LAAT/i gunship, 4x Z-95 Headhunters, Ratchet's Z-95, 4x ARC-170s
Length: 250 Meters
Weapons:
4 Double Turbolaser Turrets
4 Quad Heavy Laser Turrets
4 Heavy Missile Tubes
20 Heavy Concussion Missile Launchers
Specs:
Hyperdrive system
SoroSuub Griffyn/Y2TG hyperdrive unit[4]
Shielding
Power-boosted shield generators (248 SBD)
Hull
Reinforced titanium armor (102 RU)
Sensor systems
Military-grade sensor system
Targeting systems
Sienar Fleet Systems combat computer
Navigation system
Equipped
Countermeasures
Enhanced sensor countermeasure package
8 escape pods
1 year consumables
Top Speed: 69 MGLT
Crew Capacity: 60
Troop Capacity: 60
Cargo Capacity: 500X500 square feet
Hangar Capacity: 12 Starfighters
Passengers: 60
Interior Specs: 1 Mess Hall with Droid chef, 5 cabins, 1 small gun range, 1 small lounge, 1 armory
Crew Members:
5 Ex-Rebel fighter pilots/technical and mechanical engineers

4 Mandalorian pilot aces

10 Ex Imperial academy gunners

Ex Imperial Academy gunner Pvt. Yorrick Denal: Outfitted in Phase 1 Clone Trooper armor (after ascension into primary offensive circle)

Ex Imperial Academy gunner Spec. Quinlan Rede: wearing gifted Phase 1 Clone Trooper armor (after earning recognition for loyal and dedicated service commendation)

8 Ex republic commandos:
Rancor Squad: October, Stinger, Flak, and Whilly

Zillo Squad: Arcade, Keenan, Nex, and Hyde


Ex Imperial Commando: Vil (post-desertion)

Jawa orphan/sniper: Tik (joined after ship investigation)

2 Wookie warriors: Harry and Ratchet

Along with Atridian himelf and his sister, Alea  


Appearance: Blaster proof black durasteel ribbed and padded crafted by a Sith Alchemist with force enhancing modifications and critical life supporting cyber functions that support two robotic arms and two robotic legs along with a Mandalorian iron torso frame and helmet.


Fashion of Choice: Sith Cyber Suit, rarely takes off
Armor of Choice: Mandalorian Chest Armor underneath an encompassing black durasteel padded body glove, vaccum sealed, capable of withstanding raw space exposure and decompression, with enough oxygen supply for 3 hours of use, impervious to almost all types of fire, magna boots, and automated life system support in case of critical condition
Weapons of Choice: Spiked tipped Ultra Lightsaber with a red crystal, ultrasteel claws attached to every finger on both hands, spike whip with chain rope attached, DC-15s blaster pistol side arm with overcharged plasma cells, E-5 blaster carbine(retrieved after mission to hidden rebel base), four thermal detonators, and two EMP ion pulse grenades


Special Abilities: Force Shock Storm, an explosion of force lightning in a sphereical form, capable of vaporising anything within fifteen feet and disables all electronics caught in a proceding magnetic field
Personality: Genuienly friendly, with a grim undertone and ruthless attitude
Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: The pursuit of ultimate power
Disposition: Doesn't care much for important matters but is willing to make the hard choices, and values those close to him more than the lives of innocent others
Outlook: Believes the Force guides everyone on different paths but cannot control everything in life

Religion/Philosophy: Believes in the Force

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Loyal and Empathetic
Negative Personality Traits: Cold blooded and merciless
Misc. Quirks: Doesn't like getting involved with matters unrelated to him without profit or justification; Buys starfighter minniatures for his collection
Interests: Spending time walking the streets of Coruscant when he has time
Likes: Killing, drinking, sleeping, women, spaceships, pod racing, piloting
Dislikes: Anything to do with death sticks; Weequays; Arrogance; Senators; Getting sand in his armor

Favorite Foods: Barkmeal
Favorite Drinks: Kashyyyk Ale
Favorite Colors: Crimson and Onyx

Hobbies: Mercenary Work/Bounty Hunting
Details: In his off time, Atridian takes jobs from any employer ranging from cargo smuggling, high priority assassination, bounty hunting, mercenary contract work and bodyguard when he has freetime away from being Commander.

History: Atridian grew up with his sister in the slums of Coruscant, they worked for a local gang up until they were both 8 when the gang leader wanted to sell his sister into slavery. Atridian refused and they beat him nearly to death and took his sister by force, he spun into an incredible rage that took him on a killing spree across the slums. During his rampage he killed 17 gang thugs including the entire gang he and his sister had worked for. After freeing his sister Atridian took a local job in a small mercenary company which payed for an apartment for the both of them to live in.
It wasn't until he was 11 that Atridian was kidnapped by an old man who later turned out to be a forgotten Sith lord hoping to pass on his skills before he perished. Unfortunately for Atridian the training process was rigorous and painful that nearly drove him to near insanity but he was able to keep his mind together by his sister who counseled him through the training.
At the age of 17 the sith lord ordered Atridian to intercept a republic cargo freighter, he was able to successfully achieve his objective, but a gas leaked set off a massive explosion and destroyed the freighter, engulfing Atridian in the flames. The sith lord recovered his charred remains, and through a various means, acquired biotic limbs and parts to put Atridian back together. Though his original appearance would never be the same, his body managed to recover from the burns he received.
Nevertheless, Atridian continued his training undeterred. In time, he grew used to his new arms and legs, finding new benefits by having cybernetic attachments. At age 20, the old sith lord was barely clinging to life and asked for Atridian's presence during his final hours.
The old sith praised his apprentice and told him he had grown so much in the time they had spent together. Atridian could pull down any dropship or star fighter with his power and could rip through blast doors like they were paper. His force lightning could char anybody it touched, and his lightsaber skills put him on par with any jedi master or sith lord.
With the sith lords dying breath he told Atridian his name, it was Darth Meotos. He may have passed on his training, but Atridian did not inherit the sith point of view. Instead he saw his powers as a means to an end and nothing more.
Atridian did believe in the force and that each individual has their own path to follow. Whether it be good or bad, each person should follow the road laid out for them and never deviate from that path. At age 22 Atridian took his sister and moved out of the slums by buying a Arquitens-class Light Cruiser with the credits he'd saved up from over the years of doing all types of unpleasant jobs.
In his travels, he met two rebel pilots in a cantina who had been kicked out of the Alliance for differences in beliefs and command. Atridian offered them a spot of the newly named Nexus and they gladly accepted. Then one bodyguard job for a human senator to Mandalore, he came across eight ex republic commandos who had fled from the empire in the early days of its formation.
As he did with the pilots, Atridian offered them the same deal, to his suprisement, they accepted. On the way back to the Nexus, Atridian came across two wookie slaves being auctioned off by a trandoshan. Feeling pity, along with a bit of entrepeneurial thinking, he bought the two wookies and added them to his ships crew.
To fill gap in the ships defenses, Atridian went from system to system looking for fresh and eager academy students looking for adventure. Over time, twelve imperial academy graduates filled the empty ranks aboard the Nexus. It was then that Atridian decided to form a mercanary group to earn more credits than ever before.
Thus, the Hellhands were formed and Atridian began his new life as their casual Commander, while secretly searching for anything that could lead him to becoming more powerful and stronger.  

[ww2killerk]

Name:RC- 888 "Torch"
Class: Commando


Race: Clone
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Hair: Black Mohawk
Skin: Tan
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'10
Weight: 160

Place of Residence: A fucking space ship and Tatooine
Place of Birth: Kamino

Relatives: Clones
Enemies: Trade Federation & Empire
Allies: The Republic & Jedi

Occupation: A clone commando


Appearance: Has a scar over his left eye from an a Acklay. Has yellow paint on his armor and a samurai looking shoulder piece. Has tattoos of a firebird on his left pex, a skull with a blaster behind it on his right forearm, the sun on his left shoulder blade, and fire going up and around his wrist on his right arm, he also has 58 little suns on his right side to tally how many droids he's killed alone.

Fashion of Choice:Samurai looking pauldren. Yellow war paint.
Armor of Choice:Phase 1 trooper armor
Weapons of Choice: A flame thrower and a extra long bayonete that can be attached to the thrower and removed.
Special Abilities:Can cook anything in the heat of battle using his flame thrower
Personality: Calm and cocky off the field, friendly. On the field, fearless, headstrong, and sometimes busts smart ass jokes to lighten the mood.
Alignment: The republic
Motivations: To see everything burn
Disposition: Believes a good leaders and smart choices will win the war
Outlook: Positive

Religion/Philosophy: None

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Very compliant
Negative Personality Traits: If the order won't do well and needlessly risk the lives of his team he will take charge.
Misc. Quirks: Loves to spar with his comrades and place bets on fights
Interests: Likes to fight, drink on his off days, place bets on fights, imagining how the world would be if it just burned.
Likes: The heat of battle, fire, explosions, long walks in tatooine,a nice glass of liquor, likes to cook.
Dislikes: CIS, cowards, loosing, and anyone that just pisses him off.

Favorite Foods: Salted roasted ham
Favorite Drinks: Stars blazing liquor
Favorite Colors: Yellow, red, anything that resembles fire

Hobbies: Cooking, sparing, going to bars, hiking, collecting blades and blowing shit up, and tattoos
Details:he loves to get a sun tattoo every time he kills a droid on mission, he loves to cook on and off the battlefield, going for walks and hikes, sparing with his comrades, he loves to collect knives of all shapes and sort,and blowing shit up.

History: RC-888 was raised on Kamino, he was a headstrong student and not following the rules was what all he was about. He excelled in hand to hand combat and up close firearm combat. He used his aggression and fearlessness to clear rooms and take out heavily fortified positions on his own using a bayonet and flamethrower. He was assigned to Bravo squad on the ship "Skull Blaster," he was deployed to Tatooine where he did well in desert heat. He loved the heat so much he got tattoos and named his gun after it,"Metal melter". He was sent off on a mission in Felicia, he was sent to take out a Droid CIS base, but was ambushed by a pack of Acklays. One hit him in the face leaving a scar on his eye. Face covered in blood and barley seeing from the eye they accomplished the mission. He can see from his eye, but left a wicked scar. He killed a total of 58 CIS droids, every kill, tattoos his side in a row of suns. He earned the name "Torch" from his love of fire and his flame thrower. Bravo sees him as a warrior of an endless flame that will never go out, until a mission becomes available, he is stationed on Tatooine, waiting, to fight once more. After the clone wars, Torch returned back to Kamino after hearing the clones betraying the Jedi. There were newly formed clones that didn't agree order 66. The kaminoan gave torch and a few commando squads that rebelled against the order a serum. That allowed them not to age but to stay the age as Jango did when he gave his DNA to the kaminoans. They gave torch and the commandos one final mission, to protect the jedi to their last breath. When the 501st attacked kamino, the commandos including torch left on several ships. Torches ship crash landed on Tatooine after a system malfunction. Torch now resides on tatooine. Struggling to survive the planets environments and its inhabitants.

[PSYCO PEANUT13]

Name: Galak Telsh
Class: Pilot


Race:Human
Gender: M
Age: 26
Hair: Brown, Medium length hair
Skin: white
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 6'0
Weight: 160

Place of Residence: none
Place of Birth: Dantooine

Relatives: Grandmother (Neza Telsh)
Enemies: People that threaten his life, and the one close to him.
Allies: Tarvie Zhet

Shamus Hundo

Navir


Appearance: Young looking man that doesn't have any battle marks or scratches. Smooth skin, not a hairy person.

Fashion of Choice: Tan short sleeved tee. dark grey pants and black boot.
Armor of Choice: (what ever my profile picture shows)
Weapons of Choice: E-11 blaster, and DH-17 blaster pistol

Special Abilities: Highly skilled pilot, with many imperial commendations
Personality: Happy, neutral, and sometimes cocky.
Alignment: Empire and Rebellion
Motivations: The thrill of being in the fight surrounded by people he cares about.
Disposition: When flying he takes the lead and assumes command even though he may not have rank.
Outlook: The Galactic civil war is just a passing faze and that soon he will have to go back to Dantooine to work on a farm.

Religion/Philosophy: "Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side"

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: He is very confident and passionate about his line of work.
Negative Personality Traits: He is cocky and it gets him in trouble.
Misc. Quirks: Always works on his ship even though nothing is wrong with the ship.
Interests: star ships, the thrill of being in combat.

History: Galak grew up on Dantooine. In the first few years of his live he and his parents became deathly ill to a disease that spread across the planet. Many medical droids said that all three of them would die, but they were wrong, only Galak survived. Galak was sick from the age of 2 to the age of 6, and due to him being sick he never saw his parents. After the loss of his parents, the child's grandparents took him in under his wing. Galak was a farmhand and worked on his Grandfathers farm. At age 11 Galak became rebellious and disobeyed his grandparents on a regular bases. He would steal his grandfather's speeder and drive to the nearest spaceport. Even though Galak left home and didn't listen to his grandparents he never stole of broke any laws. He was a kind hearted person that loved to make friends and socialize with many of the aliens that visited the spaceport. A few years pass and Galak now of age 17 continued to act as he did as a kid. His Grandfather hated that he was never on time to work and never took his work seriously. One day his grandfather threatened to kick him out of the house which he proceeded to steal the speeder and fly to the spaceport. Unannounced to him his Grandfather chased after the adolescent Galak. On his way to Galak he was killed by a rival farmer that was put out of business do to his farm. It was later that night when Galak went back home. When Galak opened the front door he found a crying grandmother with a what looked to be a shredded blanket, but upon closer examination it wasn't a blanket but a bloodied, mangled, decapitated remnants of his grandfather. His grandmother couldn't even look at her own grandson she handed the young man a note saying "Thanks for putting me out of business" with the initials of the family at the bottom. then Neza handed Galak his grandfathers DH-17 blaster and whispered while crying saying "Why did you do this. We took you in as a deathly ill child and this is what you do to us in return. Leave keep the blaster and never return. I love you but i don't know if I can bear to see your worthless face ever again." Mortified Galak left with a blaster at his side and depression in his heart, knowing he is the reason why his grandfather is dead. Galak tracked down the family that killed his grandfather to the space port. With out hesitation or empathy he gunned down the man who killed his Grandfather, his wife and two daughters ages 23 and 14. Soon after imperial police arrested him and 4 accounts of murder. That's where Galak first saw the single person that would change his life forever. An Imperial lieutenant by the name of  Tarvie Zhet. She was very surprised how well this small farmer handled him self and gave him two options, be executed for his crimes of be recruited into the Imperial Navy. Galak accepted Tarvie's offer to join the Navy. The both of them returned the the Star Destroyer Requin and began his training to become a storm-trooper. After passing and being at the top of his class at the trooper academy he requested a change to be a pilot. he was quickly granted the ability to become a pilot. Soon after the change he realized that his new commanding officer would be Tarvie, the woman that save his life. They quickly became great friends and even better two man TIE fighter team. Many years of Imperial academy training and risky missions to interrupt the rebel alliance later he was now a well commended pilot among the Imperial Navy. He was now 26 years old and held the rank of lieutenant, the same rank as his good friend, Tarvie. This is where Galak's true adventure begins......

[Frost]

Name: Jecht Frost
Class: Bounty Hunter


Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Hair: Short Black
Skin: Sunkissed tan.
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 190

Place of Residence: On my ship.
Place of Birth: Coruscant

Relatives: Wife(Deceased)
Enemies: None
Allies: None

Occupation: Bounty Hunter


Appearance:

Fashion of Choice: Mandalorian Battle Armor
Armor of Choice: Mandalorian Battle Armor
Weapons of Choice: DC-15S, Short Sword variant vibro blade, Grappling hook. Flamethrower.
Craft:
Length
21 meters[2]
Width
26.7 meters[3]
Maximum acceleration
2,860 G
MGLT
70 MGLT[4]
Maximum speed (atmosphere)
1,150 km/h[2]
Engine unit(s)
KonGar KGDefender ion engines (3)[5]
Hyperdrive rating
Class 0.75[4]
Backup Class 8[2]
Hyperdrive system
SoroSuub Griffyn/Y2TG hyperdrive unit[4]
Shielding
Power-boosted shield generators (248 SBD)
Hull
Reinforced titanium armor (102 RU)
Sensor systems
Military-grade sensor system
Targeting systems
Sienar Fleet Systems combat computer
Navigation system
Equipped
Countermeasures
Enhanced sensor countermeasure package
Imperial sensor stealth coating
Armament
Dymek heavy dual laser cannon turrets (2)[4]
Concussion missile tubes (2)[4]
Standard load: 3 missiles each[1]
Crew
Pilot (1)
Co-pilot (1)
Gunners (2)
Minimum crew
1
Passengers
6[2]
Cargo capacity
150 metric tons[2]
Consumables
2 months[2]
Other systems
Escape pod (1)[5]

Special Abilities: None
Personality: Serious, Sarcastic
Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: Money
Disposition: Is willing to kill and capture anyone for the money. Sometimes makes tough choices.
Outlook: Doesn't much care for others since the death of his wife.

Religion/Philosophy: None.

Sexuality: Straight

Positive Personality Traits: He is very confident and passionate about his line of work.
Negative Personality Traits: Hates people, he will do some pretty fucked up stuff for the right amount of credits.
Misc. Quirks: Still maintains a military bearing with civilians and others. Making it extremely obvious he was prior military.
Interests: Making money.

Hobbies: Collecting bounties. Betting on podraces.
Details: He sometimes dabs in full on mercenary work.

History: He was an imperial officer until he was declared dead when his post was attacked. He used his supposed death to start a new life with his wife. She was killed by a criminal on Coruscant, so he found and killed him. Turns out he was a well known serial killer and overall scumbag, the local enforcement payed him for the death and since then he's been a bounty hunter. He's on Tatooine looking for work. Because why not.

[Desertb1ur101]

Name: Lazlen
Class: Special Unit

Race: Human
Gender:  Male
Age: 29
Hair: Brown
Skin: White
Eyes: Green
Height: 5' 11
Weight: 185

Place of Residence: The Order Imperial-Class Star Destroyer
Place of Birth: Onderon

Relatives: A brother, Dalen, who was killed in his mid-teens.
Enemies: All who threaten the Galactic Empire
Allies: The Galactic Empire

Occupation: Lieutenant Shadow Trooper  


Appearance: All black stormtrooper armor with a Cama and dual holsters on the side of his legs.

Fashion of Choice:Stygian-tripismatic polymer armor with a Cama
Armor of Choice: Stygian-tripismatic polymer armor with a Cama
Weapons of Choice: Standard E-11, two DH-17 blaster pistols, and E-11s Sniper Rifle

Special Abilities: Tactical thinking and quick reflexes.
Personality: Cold, Stern, Cruel Humor
Alignment: The Galactic Empire
Motivations: To serve the Emperor's Will
Disposition: Believes in the cause
Outlook: Neutral

Religion/Philosophy: Luck

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Calm, Cruel Humor, Focused
Negative Personality Traits: Lifeless, Stern
Misc. Quirks: Likes to be alone
Interests: Battles, taking on challenges
Likes: Battles, the Empire, a good opponent.
Dislikes: Annoying things, Rebels, Cold-Blooded Killers

Favorite Colors: Black and Grey

Hobbies: Practice Shooting, piloting speeders, jokes

History: Born on Onderon, Lazlen's parent's died when he was young and had to take to the streets taking care of his younger brother, Dalen. When he 17, he began accepting black market jobs across his Home city of Tomera, by smuggling illegal cargo or threatening businesses out of the city, but never cold-blooded killing. Eventually, Lazlen's life change for the he worse when the Separatist came taking over the city and killing any who opposed. Eventually Dalen, who was 15 at this point, tried to fight a battle droid when a local militia leader, Captain Handyln, shot Dalen right in front of his brother to quell any rising resistance. "Should of done a better job, kid," Handlyn said to Lazlen. Angry, Lazlen attempted to lead a one man gurilla warfare on the occupying forces, blowing up Battle Droid Power Stations and communications rely. Eventually, the Republic gained control of the planet, and captured any Militia supporting the separatist. Lazlen, once he was old enough, joined the Onderon Royal Army, where he worked his way to become a guard for the Onderon Maximum Prison. It was at this time, where Lazlen shot former Captian Handlyn 37 times in the each, each shot accounting for the months since Dalen's death. Lazlen eventually found himself imprisoned at the facility himself and , at the age of 24, was released from the prison where the newly formed Galactic Empire found an interest in him. He became a sergeant under the 362nd battalion. Lazlen only moved up the chain higher when he quelled a rebellion on his home world of Onderon, and was queued for the Empire's "Shadow Storm trooper" program. Five years later, Lazlen, an emotionally broken (though well experienced) Lieutenant  Shadow Stormtrooper, now receives commands from the The Order on possible threats to the Empire's stability.

[Juflagen]

Name: Gehrman Olek
Class: Civilian


Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 47
Hair: Short Brown (slightly matted) with long luscious beard
Skin: White
Eyes: Purple
Height: 4'6"
Weight: 140lb

Place of Residence: Wherever he may be
Place of Birth: (to be decided)

Relatives: Dead
Enemies: None
Allies: None

Occupation: Ship Mechanic


Appearance: Short fat man with a long and beautiful beard. Often seen with a tauntaun pin.

Fashion of Choice: Brown shirt and browner pants with a gold or silver belt
Armor of Choice: None
Weapons of Choice: Very large wrench and short hatchet

Special Abilities: Can "Dutch Oven" an entire ship
Personality: Friendly, funny, laid back but knows when to be serious
Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: Changes per situation
Disposition: Semi-laissez faire
Outlook: Gloom

Religion/Philosophy: Pastafarianism

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Friendly, funny, helpful
Negative Personality Traits: Explosive, eaisly angered, obsessed with tauntaun nicknacks, too helpful, too trusting
Misc. Quirks: collects tauntaun nicknacks
Interests: tauntaun nicknacks, space
Likes: tauntuans, space, stars, ships, working
Dislikes: Dead tauntauns

Favorite Foods: Medium/Medium well steaks
Favorite Drinks: Mead
Favorite Colors: Grey-Blue

Hobbies: Collecting tuantaun nicknacks, star gazing, working on ships, playing Star Wars: Commander
Details:

History: (Coming Soon!)

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