Theyra wrote:I am going to wait for one more post then I will start the mission. Also Ormata your app looks good so far.
I didn't want to accept cause we are about to start
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by Arengin Union » Fri Jan 06, 2017 4:37 pm
Theyra wrote:I am going to wait for one more post then I will start the mission. Also Ormata your app looks good so far.
by Ormata » Fri Jan 06, 2017 5:21 pm
Application
Name: Sazz'ezata'zuanur
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Species: Chiss
Appearance: Sazz stands at 5’3”, underneath the galactic standard, and has a more petite figure. She does not, to state the least, weigh much. In fact, as a reflection of her upbringing as a pilot with the Nssis-class Clawcraft, she lacks some muscle mass which would have been built-up early in life. Sazz makes up for this lack through speed and precise movements; she is quite fast. Her skin is a dark shade of blue and her eyes red. Sazz ends this with black hair, kept somewhat short.
Homeworld: Csilla
Force Sensitive: No
Occupation: New Republic Grenadier / Medic in Zeta Squad
Rank: Specialist
Affiliation: New Republic
Background: Born in the Chiss Ascendancy, Sazz was a starfighter junkie, if ever the idea was formed. She enjoyed speed and movement, finding it to have a beautiful, addictive feeling. An outlier in that regard, Sazz was one of those sent to the First Order’s remnant populations by Chiss officials in order to attempt to find Imperial technology and ascertain it’s effectiveness. Despite the fact that they had already moved to somewhat support the New Republic, the Chiss wished to play both sides against the middle, as it were. The obvious reason as to why her can be found in the very nature of it; the Starfighter Corps was one of speed junkies and fearless pilots. One had to be when they went into combat without shields. Sazz was a good deal like them in this regard.
Her first battle, however, proved to be a trap. A simple ambush against a New Republic convoy about Ord Mantell, deep in New Republic territory. Coming out of hyperspace on an old Gozanti cruiser, they launched and found issues. Three Nebulon-B2 frigates came out of hyperspace, right on top of them, and they launched their fighters with speed. A trap. Sazz quickly found herself in a rather poor battle, and the first salvo of turbolasers from the frigates took-out the Gozanti’s shields, with concussion missiles breaking into her hull. The vessel was evacuated, with escape pods launching towards the planet’s surface. With her escape ride down, Sazz continued to fight, though the loss of a stabilizing unit made a crash-landing on Ord Mantell.
Sazz would survive there, under New Republic eyes, for some years underneath their eyes. A Chiss was not someone the officials or police expected; the First Order was full of arrogant humans, after all, not blueskins. She would gain transport back to the fortress worlds of the First Order, though before this the destruction of a new Skyhook was performed by her. Estimated casualties were in the high thousands. Estimated damages were three Mon Calamari MC40 cruisers destroyed and a Mon Calcamari MC80 damaged, along with two shipyards. She’d been there for a year.
On her return, she would be transferred to the Imperial Army Special Missions troopers, due to her actions on Ord Mantell, and on the whole she took the transition rather well. Sazz’s mission was declared unnecessary and she was given an option to either leave the Chiss Military or keep with the First Order; the decision of the Chiss Ascendancy was that the Starfighter Corps of the First Order were worthless and not at all effective in the tactical sense. Finding them to embody the good, honest goals of order and of the greater good (This had been after the fracture of the First Order into ‘fortress words’ and their surroundings into principalities and districts of command). She was assigned to Lieutenant Colbemil’s squad, and later joined the New Republic.
Ship: None
Equipment:Skills:
- 6-2Aug2 Hunting Rifle with large bore and high-perception scopes.
- Type 329 HE Pistol
- Vibro-Shiv
- Imperial Army Armor
Weakness:
- Imperial Army Special Mission Training (Explosives, Sniping, Urban Fighting)
- Imperial Army Command Training
- CQC Training
- Well-versed in anatomy of species
- Extremely qualified pilot
- Imperial Starfighter Corps Survival Training
- Imperial Starfighter Corps Piloting Training
- Chiss Military Piloting Training
RP sample:
- Untrained in engaging force sensitive units
- Distrusting of Mercenaries
- Poor luck with technology
Code 225
by Theyra » Fri Jan 06, 2017 5:21 pm
Ormata wrote:Application(Image)
Name: Sazz'ezata'zuanur
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Species: Chiss
Appearance: Sazz stands at 5’3”, underneath the galactic standard, and has a more petite figure. She does not, to state the least, weigh much. In fact, as a reflection of her upbringing as a pilot with the Nssis-class Clawcraft, she lacks some muscle mass which would have been built-up early in life. Sazz makes up for this lack through speed and precise movements; she is quite fast. Her skin is a dark shade of blue and her eyes red. Sazz ends this with black hair, kept somewhat short.
Homeworld: Csilla
Force Sensitive: No
Occupation: New Republic Grenadier / Medic in Zeta Squad
Rank: Specialist
Affiliation: New Republic
Background: Born in the Chiss Ascendancy, Sazz was a starfighter junkie, if ever the idea was formed. She enjoyed speed and movement, finding it to have a beautiful, addictive feeling. An outlier in that regard, Sazz was one of those sent to the First Order’s remnant populations by Chiss officials in order to attempt to find Imperial technology and ascertain it’s effectiveness. Despite the fact that they had already moved to somewhat support the New Republic, the Chiss wished to play both sides against the middle, as it were. The obvious reason as to why her can be found in the very nature of it; the Starfighter Corps was one of speed junkies and fearless pilots. One had to be when they went into combat without shields. Sazz was a good deal like them in this regard.
Her first battle, however, proved to be a trap. A simple ambush against a New Republic convoy about Ord Mantell, deep in New Republic territory. Coming out of hyperspace on an old Gozanti cruiser, they launched and found issues. Three Nebulon-B2 frigates came out of hyperspace, right on top of them, and they launched their fighters with speed. A trap. Sazz quickly found herself in a rather poor battle, and the first salvo of turbolasers from the frigates took-out the Gozanti’s shields, with concussion missiles breaking into her hull. The vessel was evacuated, with escape pods launching towards the planet’s surface. With her escape ride down, Sazz continued to fight, though the loss of a stabilizing unit made a crash-landing on Ord Mantell.
Sazz would survive there, under New Republic eyes, for some years underneath their eyes. A Chiss was not someone the officials or police expected; the First Order was full of arrogant humans, after all, not blueskins. She would gain transport back to the fortress worlds of the First Order, though before this the destruction of a new Skyhook was performed by her. Estimated casualties were in the high thousands. Estimated damages were three Mon Calamari MC40 cruisers destroyed and a Mon Calcamari MC80 damaged, along with two shipyards. She’d been there for a year.
On her return, she would be transferred to the Imperial Army Special Missions troopers, due to her actions on Ord Mantell, and on the whole she took the transition rather well. Sazz’s mission was declared unnecessary and she was given an option to either leave the Chiss Military or keep with the First Order; the decision of the Chiss Ascendancy was that the Starfighter Corps of the First Order were worthless and not at all effective in the tactical sense. Finding them to embody the good, honest goals of order and of the greater good (This had been after the fracture of the First Order into ‘fortress words’ and their surroundings into principalities and districts of command). She was assigned to Lieutenant Colbemil’s squad, and later joined the New Republic.
Ship: None
Equipment:Skills:
- 6-2Aug2 Hunting Rifle with large bore and high-perception scopes.
- Type 329 HE Pistol
- Vibro-Shiv
- Imperial Army Armor
Weakness:
- Imperial Army Special Mission Training (Explosives, Sniping, Urban Fighting)
- Imperial Army Command Training
- CQC Training
- Well-versed in anatomy of species
- Extremely qualified pilot
- Imperial Starfighter Corps Survival Training
- Imperial Starfighter Corps Piloting Training
- Chiss Military Piloting Training
RP sample:
- Untrained in engaging force sensitive units
- Distrusting of Mercenaries
- Poor luck with technology
Code 225
by Theyra » Fri Jan 06, 2017 7:02 pm
by Camicon » Sat Jan 07, 2017 12:45 am
Country of glowing hearts, and patrons of the artsThe Trews, Under The Sun
Help me out
Star spangled madness, united sadness
Count me out
by Hashkin » Sat Jan 07, 2017 1:59 pm
by The Valyria Empire » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:17 pm
by New Roman Empire » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:19 pm
by Ormata » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:22 pm
by Hashkin » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:25 pm
Ormata wrote:Hashkin wrote:Yeah I guess
Permit me to ask where you are going with that biography, what equipment he has (Blaster is about as general as stating 'gun'. You can mean an Anti-Material Rifle or you can mean a Glock 17), what other skills he has ('A damn good pilot' gets you as far as the ground, which has already occurred), what weaknesses he has (Because memories of mother seems like a reference to Earthbound, honestly, and makes no sense with his history as-is), and for all sakes explain why he is a Commander. Please.
by Camicon » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:29 pm
Hashkin wrote:Ormata wrote:
Permit me to ask where you are going with that biography, what equipment he has (Blaster is about as general as stating 'gun'. You can mean an Anti-Material Rifle or you can mean a Glock 17), what other skills he has ('A damn good pilot' gets you as far as the ground, which has already occurred), what weaknesses he has (Because memories of mother seems like a reference to Earthbound, honestly, and makes no sense with his history as-is), and for all sakes explain why he is a Commander. Please.
Time to do some hard core editing
Country of glowing hearts, and patrons of the artsThe Trews, Under The Sun
Help me out
Star spangled madness, united sadness
Count me out
by Ormata » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:49 pm
Hashkin wrote:1st. Editions are done
by The Valyria Empire » Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:56 pm
Hashkin wrote:Ok I'm not going to fuck with this for now
by Theyra » Sat Jan 07, 2017 4:05 pm
New Roman Empire wrote:Application:
Name: Tsiik'kobbokk Iquca
Age: 29
Gender: M
Species: Jawa
Appearance (picture or written description): prior to enlisting 1 meter tall, glowing yellow eyes, wears armor tailored to his height, his helmet has binoculars attachment with a build in vocabulator. His armor has two red stripes going down his armor and the tip of the chest piece is red. The chest pieces has extra ammo strapped to his right arm, on his left arm is a mount to help reduce recoil of firing weapons for an extended period of time. His leg armor has had extra armor to add extra protection his legs.
Homeworld: Tatooine
Force Sensitive: no
Occupation: Republic advanced Recon
Rank (If applicable) : Specialist
Affiliation: New Republic
Background (Two paragraphs): Tsiik'kobbokk was born on Tatooine, he wasn't your typical Jawa. He liked to explore ontop if making trash droids to sell to farmers. He was told stories of the Imperials and of the first order. But no one wanted to talk about it. The early stages of his life he was normal, but he started to grow a longing to explore the galaxy. So he built himself a vocabulator and left Tatooine to join the New Republic forces. He was stationed on Jedha for a few months before he was stationed on Naboo.
After several operations over the years and his results being impressive, he was offered to become a advanced Reco with the promise of seeing new places. He jumped on the opportunity and has been seeing the galaxy. Now he has been assigned to see what happened at the Outpost on Jedha and hopefully they will find survivors.
Ship: what ever cruiser they happen to be stationed on
Equipment: explosive pistol, vocabulator, and a balster carbine
Skills: computers, marskmenship, minor medical training
Weakness: short, if his vocabulator breaks he can't speak to his squad as he can only speak in Jawa at that point
RP sample(Either a link or a written sample): you know me
Code 225
by Ormata » Sat Jan 07, 2017 10:37 pm
Application
Name: Adre Blek
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Adre stands at 5’8”, making him taller than the galactic standard. His physique is not the best, though on his thin frame he still has musculature, thanks to training (Or self-torturing) with his comrades. His skin is paler than the standard, and he has rather short, brown hair, kept clean. Adre lacks the distinctive, almost necessary amount of scars one would expect from a Mandalorian, and also lacks the dirt-and-mud nature expected of him. Instead he has a more clinical appearance, which is compounded by a pair of spectacles he wears when he doesn’t have his helmet on.
Homeworld: Telos IV
Force Sensitive: No
Occupation: Mercenary, Metallurgist, and Artillery Specialist
Rank: N/A
Affiliation: Mandalorian Crusaders, in regards to the Resol'nare
Background: Adre was born to a family of farmers on Telos IV. The planet, a fairly quiet place, was within the sphere of influence with the New Republic. As such, however, it was rather quiet. The New Republic was busy screwing with the First Order with it’s new toy called the Resistance and Telos IV hadn’t been informed of the party, so everything was rather mellow. He farmed for some time, even, before Starkiller Base wiped-out multiple planets before exploding. This gave the young boy a rather curious case of “How Did They Do That?” Syndrome and he thereafter left the planet on a Z-95 which had somehow not fallen apart. Adre was seventeen at the time.
He quickly came to Coruscant, which had remained untouched by the events of the brief war, and immersed himself in studies. However, his parents comm’ed him during this period, telling him that he was needed at home. Adre, needless to state, thought that this was just parents being parents, and did not come home for a month, enjoying the rigours of understanding how the SPHA-T worked and it’s inherent drawbacks. When he did come home he found the town, which had a population of around two hundred, to have been blown-up. His parents were very, very dead, and the fires were already dimming from lack of fuel.
Adre was distraught, as befitted a newly-made orphan, and buried his parents along with the bodies of around fifty other townsfolk which he could find. The sun was hot, the rations were surprisingly plentiful (The money less so), and the ground was soft. It took a good while. Afterwards, he tried to find who was responsible from the few clues that were about, though at best guess one would state “Pirates” which narrowed the range of twits to finding a bug in a square kilometer of minefield. Or rather, it didn’t narrow the field down at all. After this rather traumatizing event he would leave, finding it to be rather useless as the planetary defenses could not have not seen the pirates and were in all reality possibly paid-off by the same pirates who burnt down the town. Adre did not, on any scale, want to be noticed by those same pirates. He’d already gotten suspicious of the hyperdrive and didn’t want to attract the attention of anyone actually armed with firepower, engines, shields, or small rocks to throw through the windows.
He made his way, instead, back to Taris along the Hydian Way. Taris was, after all, a bustling planet and Adre decided that there was no doubt he could find work there. Credits had become a scarcity in his pocket and he needed them. On arrival he sold his ship to a junkyard and went down to the Undercity. Few places of repute would hire a random wastrel from Telos, and so desperate times called for sort-of-desperate measures. He would be hired as a thief with a low-level crime lord.
Adre’s time with the crime lord was somewhat long, however, with him staying for several years. He was good at his job, though, and on one event came into contact with a Mandalorian. A rather disreputable man, the Mando worked with the crime lord on several occasions and was returning to collect on a bounty. With some convincing, Adre got him to bring him to Mandalore. He had heard good things about the Mandalorians, not least of which was their apparent disregard for genes and their love of adopting stray puppies. He would, later, join a Mandalorian clan, having fallen in love with the culture’s brutal honesty. Continuing his studies in weapons technology, Adre found it rather surprisingly easy to follow in the footsteps of his family, doing such things as bodyguard work.
Ship:Equipment:
- Ship Class: X4 Gunship
- Ship Name: Cin Vhetin
- Primary Ship Weapon:
- 2 x Laser cannon
- 6 x Light laser cannon turrets
- 4 x Hardpoints
- Modifications:
- Light Beskar Armor
- Reinforced Engines
Skills:
- Blue Beskar Armor
- Dh-17 Short Carbine
- 50 cm long Beskad saber
- Green-colored Bes’bev
- Crushgaunts
- 4 x Fragmentation Grenade
Weakness:
- Well-Versed in artillery systems
- Well-Versed in metallurgy
- Mandalorian Physical Training
- Physical Stamina
RP sample:
- Only moderately trained in ranged combat
- Cannot engage long-ranged opponents
- Obsessive in details (Such as with his artillery, dammit)
- While he has stamina, Adre doesn’t have the most speed
Code 225
by Theyra » Sun Jan 08, 2017 11:00 am
Ormata wrote:Application
Name: Adre Blek
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Adre stands at 5’8”, making him taller than the galactic standard. His physique is not the best, though on his thin frame he still has musculature, thanks to training (Or self-torturing) with his comrades. His skin is paler than the standard, and he has rather short, brown hair, kept clean. Adre lacks the distinctive, almost necessary amount of scars one would expect from a Mandalorian, and also lacks the dirt-and-mud nature expected of him. Instead he has a more clinical appearance, which is compounded by a pair of spectacles he wears when he doesn’t have his helmet on.
Homeworld: Telos IV
Force Sensitive: No
Occupation: Mercenary, Metallurgist, and Artillery Specialist
Rank: N/A
Affiliation: Mandalorian Crusaders, in regards to the Resol'nare
Background: Adre was born to a family of farmers on Telos IV. The planet, a fairly quiet place, was within the sphere of influence with the New Republic. As such, however, it was rather quiet. The New Republic was busy screwing with the First Order with it’s new toy called the Resistance and Telos IV hadn’t been informed of the party, so everything was rather mellow. He farmed for some time, even, before Starkiller Base wiped-out multiple planets before exploding. This gave the young boy a rather curious case of “How Did They Do That?” Syndrome and he thereafter left the planet on a Z-95 which had somehow not fallen apart. Adre was seventeen at the time.
He quickly came to Coruscant, which had remained untouched by the events of the brief war, and immersed himself in studies. However, his parents comm’ed him during this period, telling him that he was needed at home. Adre, needless to state, thought that this was just parents being parents, and did not come home for a month, enjoying the rigours of understanding how the SPHA-T worked and it’s inherent drawbacks. When he did come home he found the town, which had a population of around two hundred, to have been blown-up. His parents were very, very dead, and the fires were already dimming from lack of fuel.
Adre was distraught, as befitted a newly-made orphan, and buried his parents along with the bodies of around fifty other townsfolk which he could find. The sun was hot, the rations were surprisingly plentiful (The money less so), and the ground was soft. It took a good while. Afterwards, he tried to find who was responsible from the few clues that were about, though at best guess one would state “Pirates” which narrowed the range of twits to finding a bug in a square kilometer of minefield. Or rather, it didn’t narrow the field down at all. After this rather traumatizing event he would leave, finding it to be rather useless as the planetary defenses could not have not seen the pirates and were in all reality possibly paid-off by the same pirates who burnt down the town. Adre did not, on any scale, want to be noticed by those same pirates. He’d already gotten suspicious of the hyperdrive and didn’t want to attract the attention of anyone actually armed with firepower, engines, shields, or small rocks to throw through the windows.
He made his way, instead, back to Taris along the Hydian Way. Taris was, after all, a bustling planet and Adre decided that there was no doubt he could find work there. Credits had become a scarcity in his pocket and he needed them. On arrival he sold his ship to a junkyard and went down to the Undercity. Few places of repute would hire a random wastrel from Telos, and so desperate times called for sort-of-desperate measures. He would be hired as a thief with a low-level crime lord.
Adre’s time with the crime lord was somewhat long, however, with him staying for several years. He was good at his job, though, and on one event came into contact with a Mandalorian. A rather disreputable man, the Mando worked with the crime lord on several occasions and was returning to collect on a bounty. With some convincing, Adre got him to bring him to Mandalore. He had heard good things about the Mandalorians, not least of which was their apparent disregard for genes and their love of adopting stray puppies. He would, later, join a Mandalorian clan, having fallen in love with the culture’s brutal honesty. Continuing his studies in weapons technology, Adre found it rather surprisingly easy to follow in the footsteps of his family, doing such things as bodyguard work.
Ship:Equipment:
- Ship Class: X4 Gunship
- Ship Name: Cin Vhetin
- Primary Ship Weapon:
- 2 x Laser cannon
- 6 x Light laser cannon turrets
- 4 x Hardpoints
- Modifications:
- Light Beskar Armor
- Reinforced Engines
Skills:
- Blue Beskar Armor
- Dh-17 Short Carbine
- 50 cm long Beskad saber
- Green-colored Bes’bev
- Crushgaunts
- 4 x Fragmentation Grenade
Weakness:
- Well-Versed in artillery systems
- Well-Versed in metallurgy
- Mandalorian Physical Training
- Physical Stamina
RP sample:
- Only moderately trained in ranged combat
- Cannot engage long-ranged opponents
- Obsessive in details (Such as with his artillery, dammit)
- While he has stamina, Adre doesn’t have the most speed
Code 225
by Arengin Union » Sun Jan 08, 2017 1:56 pm
by Arengin Union » Sun Jan 08, 2017 7:46 pm
Theyra wrote:Arengin Union can you edit your post to not be at the base yet. Like being in viewing distance or something. Since you should know what the base is like before you entered it.
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