Star Wars: The Emperors Finest(OOC)(OPEN)(REBOOT)

[Bolslania]

"Why did I join the Empire? For one I'll tell it wasn't for the credits, I joined because I felt a sense of purpose and that purpose was to keep the Galaxy in order. I have seen first hand as a child how destructive the Clone Wars was, ever since the Emperor came into power there was finally peace in the Galaxy. Sadly the terrorist group known as the Rebel Alliance wants to undo that peace and bring ruin to the Galaxy once again. And there was no way I was going to sit on the sidelines and let those rebel scum destroy our peace."-Unknown Stormstrooper.

Welcome to Star Wars: The Empire's Finest! In this RP you will be in the shoes of the young men and women who joined the Empire to either fight for a purpose or just for the credits. In this RP you can choose to either be a regular Stormtrooper, TIE Fighter Pilot, or an Admiral. The RP will be set one year after the destruction of the first Death Star, this RP is only going to focus on the Empire's point of view during the Civil War. This is not going to be an RTS style of RP instead, it's only going to be a character-driven style of RP focusing on the emotions of each Imperial soldier.

Since this is character-driven there isn't a true main plot for the roleplay unless you count the Civil War being the overall plot of the RP. You are allowed to do sub-plots for your characters and ultimately have it end up as the main plotline for everybody's character to join in on. Now whatever you decided to do is up to you, just make sure it won't be rule-breaking! Speaking of rules I suggest you read them before you make your APP!

Rules
1. Do not be overpowered!

2. No one-liners! I expect two paragraphs or more when you post in the IC.

3. Do not meta-game.

4. Be Realistic when it comes to combat with enemy NPCs, which means don't have your character wipe out 1,000 rebels with one armed tied behind their back.

5. Please use Civil War era appropriate technology!

6. Please respect each other in the OOC.

7. Do not post OOC comments in the IC.

8. Give player-controlled characters time to react.

9. Use decent grammar and good spelling.

10. You can only be an Imperial in this RP.

11. No Force users!

12. Do not change anything about the main canon of Star Wars! And by that I mean don't have your character kill Luke Skywalker on Hoth or anything else!

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APP
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Gender:
Occupation: (Stormtrooper, pilot, admiral, etc)
Rank:
Weapons:
Bio: (One Paragraph or more)
RP Example:

IC: viewtopic.php?ns=1&f=31&t=475731


Active Players:


Bolslania
Qeubec-Libre
Ormata
American Pere Housh
Spatium Unitum
Mediama
Urran

[Quebec-Libre]

Name: Sarius Diroy
Age: 21

He's 5'9", Dark Blond hair, Well-Built


(Yes, that's young Ian Mckellen, I know)

When not required to wear the Armor, he usually goes around in shirts and trousers. He has plenty of both, so his style's not exactly fixed.

Gender: M
Occupation: Stormtrooper
Rank: Corporal, 34th Stormtrooper Division, Company Echo, 1st platoon, 1st squad.
Weapons:
- E-10R Designated Marksman Blaster Rifle
- Extensively modified DX-13 blaster pistol paired with a stock and long Barrel (Think of it as a laser firing C96 Carabine)
- DT-29 Heavy Blaster pistol
- Vibroknife

Bio: Born on Coruscant in 19 BBY, Sarius was not your typical kid. His father was a high Ranking politician and negotiator, and thanks to that considerable political power he took classes in the best of schools. However, his dream wasn't to command a ship or to have an office job. He wanted to be a soldier, and he made it known Early on. At age seven, despite opposition of his father, he started to restore and modify a DC-17 blaster pistol from the Clone Wars he had found in an abandoned building that was about to be demolished. This had proven difficult, as the place was guarded, but Diroy's athletic talent and stealthy nature allowed him to stay out of sight during the whole incursion. Learning to fire with the pistol, he had become an excellent shot by the age of 11. His father saw this with some frustration at first, but kept it to himself. That would remain until he was sent to negotiate, and ultimately was killed, in the Contruum rebellion. Infuriated beyond reason, Sarius enrolled in the imperial cadets the day of his 13th birthday, a year early from the usual requirements. However, due to the ranking of his late paterfamilias, the authorities made no remark of it.

Blowing up expectations regarding his accuracy, he received a special formation to become a sniper, which took him away of the usual trooper training. However, Sarius wanted to fight too much to just stand somewhere and fire his rifle at tremendous distances. Therefore, he bypassed the training and attended regular drills, more focused on CQC. He also for irregular warfare, and Stealth. Excelling in all of them, he was offered to learn piloting as an extra course at age 16, but declined it

After only 2 previous operations, Diroy was on the Quantum Imperial I-Class Star Destroyer of then-Commodore Trenaur's task force when the Death Star was destroyed, and took part in the counter attack, deployed on the ground to clear the moon from the rebellious scum. This earned him the rank of Corporal, and he was remobilised to the 34th Stormtrooper Division.

RP Example:
-Antihero Force
-Superhunted

[Spatium Unitum]

APP
Name: Vor Anundi
Age: 23
Appearance:

Gender: Male
Occupation: (Stormtrooper, pilot, admiral, etc): At-St driver/commander
Rank: Sergeant
Weapons: AT-ST, sc-14r blaster pistol.
Bio: Vor Anundi was born on Tatooine to a family of moisture farmers. His early life was dull, and showed no progress of going anywhere, until one day, when in Mos Eisley, the Empire was recruiting. He was old enough to sign up, and he did so. His tactical ability was enough to get him to the rank of Sergeant after training. He signed up for the armor due to flat feet. His first combat action was on Hoth, where he participated in the initial assault. His walker was disabled due to a speeder hit, but he survived and hid in an AT-AT for the duration of the battle. His unit had now been transferred to participate in the assault.
RP Example: I'm new here, got some advice that I should just jump into forums head-first...so yeah.

[Bolslania]

Both accepted.

[Urran]

APP
Name: Zed Merrick
Age: 25
Appearance: 5'10", 145lbs, average build, short, slick blond hair and blue eyes.
Gender: Male
Occupation: TIE Bomber Pilot
Rank: Junior Lieutenant
Weapons: Pilot Suit, Blaster Pistol
Bio: Merrick was born near the beginning of the Clone Wars on the planet of Naboo to reasonably wealthy parents. His family used their origins on the new Emperor's homeworld to their advantage, selling their speeder dealership before reforms brought sweeping nationalization of most industries to become art dealers for those Imperials wanting to impress others by collecting the art Naboo was renowned for.

Merrick grew up surrounded by high ranking Imperials that made up a large portion of his parent's customers, and often went with his parents to Coruscant, as they often attended events held by officers or politicians on the planet.

Merrick idolized the Imperial Navy from a young age and his parents were able to leverage their connections to secure him a position in a junior academy, and eventually Skystrike Academy, where he qualified to fly TIE Bombers. His Academy years were rougher than most,which his instructors being especially hard on him because of his homeworld, feeling that any pilot that wished to represent the Emperor's homeworld had to earn it and prove themselves even more so than regular pilots.

Merrick learned to keep his head down and do the job by the book, seldom deviating from regulations and never going against orders.He is a goal oriented individual that sees the Empire as the ultimate institution of goodness and order within the galaxy and cannot fathom those that would trade it for the corruption and disorder that democracy can breed.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?p=36310566#p36310566]Here

It's been a while since I've RPd in P2TM. Looking to get myself back into the game with something I really enjoy. I'm not about to go off half cocked. I'd like to fit my character into whatever squadrons or wings already exist and hold off on doing my own thing just yet.

[American Pere Housh]

APP
Name: Mia Todana
Age: 27
Appearance:5'9" and weighs 135 Ibs, emerald green eyes, dark red hair, natural tanned skin, and an athletic build
Gender:Female
Occupation:TIE Fighter Pilot and commander of her TIE fighter squadron (Stormtrooper, pilot, admiral, etc)
Rank:Lieutenant Commander
Weapons:a blaster rifle and a blaster pistol(incase of crash landing in hostile territory
Bio:Born on Correllia 2 years before the start of the Clone Wars, Mia has seen what war can do to people. When the Galactic Republic became the Galactic Empire, she told her parents that she would become an Imperial Navy pilot when she was old enough. At 18, her wishes became true as she recieved training to become a TIE fighter pilot plus training to become an officer in the Imperial Navy. She rises though the ranks reaching the rank of Commander at the age of 26 and becoming the commander of her own TIE squadron. Although she is loyal to the Empire publicly, privately she has sympathies for the Rebel Alliance. She trains her pilots to be the best in the Imperial Navy but they are loyal to her and would follow their Commander to the ends of the galaxy even join her if she joined the Rebel Alliance. (One Paragraph or more)
RP Example: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=467186

[Mediama]

Character Application
Name: Natakare Reafit
Age: 19
Appearance:19 Years old|Human|Female|Fair, slightly tanned skin|Freckled|Auburn Hair|Blue Eyes|5’7”|Soft-spoken voice|Mesomorphic build
Gender: Female
Occupation: Stormtrooper Medic
Rank: Specialist
Weapons: E-11 Blaster Rifle, SE-14r Blaster pistol
Bio: A daughter to a Naboo Security Guard-turned farmer and a farm girl in a small farming town in Naboo, Natakare had led a relatively peaceful life despite the turmoil of the regime change and the tail end of the Clone Wars. That peace shortly lasted, however. With the fall of Queen Apailana and the restructuring of the Naboo Security Forces, in conjunction to the Empire’s policy on the Gungan population, her village had been subject to various attacks from Gungan resistance groups. Attacks in which the security forces were powerless to stop.

As time went by, these attacks became increasingly violent and ruthless, as was the case in the last major attack she would remember for the rest of her life. Nothing was spared, houses were burned, crops were razed, not just the men, but the women and children as well were privy to the hands of murder as the Gungans went on their killing spree. Natakare, hidden beneath the floorboards of the family home, watched as the Gungans killed her mother and her father. Just when it seemed like all was hopeless, and she was about to be discovered, a torrent of red blaster fire erupted from the doorway, killing the group of Gungans in her home. Large beings in white armor came in, searching the building for survivors... or more targets. What they found was a startled young girl, shaking, frightened.

Natakare’s demeanor changed from that point on. She didn’t feel any hatred per say, she just withdrew herself, became more quiet. She was taken in by the town healer. There she was taught in the basics of medicine in order to help her new adoptive move with her work. Soon, the young girl turned into a young women, though she remained relatively introverted, the relative peace brought on by the newly deployed Imperial forces meant that she did not have to suffer further mental horrors, and was able to grow up in a relatively normal life.

Still, she was at a loss for what she wanted to do now she was an adult. She wasn’t rich, and she never was raised to be a farmer, only a healer. It seemed like the only option for her was to stay in her little town, healing people and eventually marrying a local farm boy or a fisherman. She could move out and become a priestess of the Lunar a Goddess Shiraya. None of those options, though tantalizing to the introverted Natakare, didn’t feel fulfilling for her. She had still remembered the beings in white, and their kindness, their selflessness, their heroism. And despite the fact that many told her of the risks, she still felt that she had some sort of obligation to help others, to pay back what the Empire had done for her. She was still loyal to her queen, but in truth, the Empire seemed to have offered more for her than just a quiet life in the farming town. She wanted to help more, do more.

And so, with some apprehension, and a twinge of homesickness, she went through the process of enlisting and basic training for the Stormtrooper corps. Despite the adversity and the odds in basic training, she managed to barely pass and due to her previous experience as a healer, was assigned to be a combat medic, now she faces her first duty station, in an unknown places, in an uncertain time.

RP Example:

• Beyond the Veil, a GATE Inspired RP.
  
• Comin’ Together to Celebrate
  
• Celebrating a Good Harvest

[The New Jedi Order and New Republic]

Tag I'll have an APP up soon.

[Dyllonia]

APP
Name: Vedelem
Age: 38
Appearance:

He rarely shows his face in public, but beneath the mask are two misty grey eyes and dark hair.

Gender: Male
Occupation: (Stormtrooper, pilot, admiral, etc) Royal Imperial Guard
Rank: Royal Imperial Guard
Weapons: Double vibroblade, force pike, SE-14r light repeating blaster "Silence"
Bio: Vedelem was shockingly born on the cold, inhospitable planet Rhen Var. On a voyage to planet Dromund Kaas, his Nabooi mother's ship was assaulted and raided by a band pirates. The pirates slew most of the crew and took the rest back to their base planet on Rhen Var. Vedelem's mother was raped and enslaved on the planet. In the Citadel on Rhen Var, the pirates decided that they would leave Vedelem to die in the snow when he was born. However, while his mother was in labor, the Republic came with the might of Kamino behind them to put the criminals down. His mother died when he was born but Vedelem lived to see the sun. The Old Republic sent the invading force to stay on the planet to insure it did not slip back out of their grasp. The commander of the Republic's forces adopted Vedelem and raised him in the Citadel. Vedelem received training as he grew older and served as the ward and steward to the garrison commander. At age 16, the CIS armies attacked the outpost Vedelem was among the Republic's fighters who stood to push the droid invaders back.

Four years later, the garrison commander had perished and a new one took over Rhen Var and Vedelem left the planet to serve his liege better. He joined Palpatine's armies stood with him as the Old Republic became the Galactic Empire. He stood with Palpatine as the Jedi were executed and as the rebellion sprang up. He remained a stormtrooper for a few more years until being enlisted as a more advanced dark trooper at age 26. As a dark trooper he was involved more in the squashing of petty revolts and threats to the Empire. At age 34 Vedelem was hand selected by Emperor Palpatine to begin the elite training to join his Royal Imperial Guard to earn his blood red cloak to serve the Emperor further. The training was cruel and harsher then the cold of Rhen Var, most candidates did not survive the end. When Palpatine called for the final task of his trainees Vedelem succeeded after being forced to cut down his friend and fellow trainee.

Vedelem is introverted and soft spoken and thanks Palpatine for giving him his life on Rhen Var; he seeks to repay this debt with a lifetime of service to the Emperor and his far, far reaching realm. He strongly detests pirates and any who would dare oppose the Empire's reign.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=468749 ... viewtopic.php?f=31&t=454472

[Raktio]

APP
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Gender:
Occupation: Tie Interceptor pilot assigned to the Feng Chao escort carrier
Rank:
Weapons:
Bio: (One Paragraph or more)
RP Example:

APP
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Gender:
Occupation: Admiral-Grand Moff range occuptation, haven't decided what yet.
Rank:
Weapons:
Bio: (One Paragraph or more)
RP Example:

APP
Name: Elisha Ma'ar
Age: 22
Appearance: Baseline human, with olive skin and dark brunet hair (which she keeps at bob cut or shorter lengths), about 178 cm tall and with a fit, lithe build.
Gender: Female
Occupation: Scout Trooper
Rank: Lieutenant (and Long Range Specialist) (may change the rank later, just guessed one)
Weapons: 74-Z speeder bike, E-11 long-range blaster, EC-17 hold-out blaster
Bio: Born in the lower reaches of Coruscant to a low income family, early life was rough. Her parents owned and operated a speeder repair shop which kept them fed, and her parents almost always busy. Elisha never really picked up much interest in speeders until one of her dare-devil Rodian friends (and for a short while, childhood sweetheart) showed her an illegal under-city swoop track. Getting a tour, if zipping around the track on stripped down airspeeder piloted by a professional racer at breakneck speeds counted as a tour, Elisha discovered a love for 'dangerous driving.' For the next few years, to her parents joy and surprise she got a whole lot more interested in mechanics and speeders. While continuing a front of their good little girl, while off with friends and alone she would go work on and race swoop bikes.

Her continued presence at illegal races eventually bit her in the ass when Patrol Troopers busted one while she was participating. She managed to get away after a long street chase, but found a pair of troopers waiting at her house, who stunned and arrested her. Eventually she ended up at the other end of a grey table with an officer facing her who gave her three options, bail which was way to much for her parents to handle, sit around in jail for several years, or join the Imperial Army for a number of years and possibly join the Scout Troopers or become a pilot. After putting up a brief show of resistance, and finding out that her parents weren't yet aware of her arrest, she chose to the obvious option.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=462262

[Bolslania]

All accepted except for Dyllonia and American Pere Housh,

For Dyllonia, are you sure you want to play as the Royal Guard, that is a pretty inactive character, unless you wanna post

"Vedelem stands there by the Emperor stoically" over and over again.

For American Pere Housh

Change your name, Solo is a no-no.

[Ormata]

CHARACTER APPLICATION

Name: Trimel Barins
Age: 43
Appearance:

Standing at 5’2”, pretty short for a guy of his reputation, Trimel’s put on a good bit of weight since his days as a Ranger. He doesn’t have a belly, per-say, it’s just that the man is more stout than skinny. Musculature can still be somewhat seen beneath the minor layer of fat and, mostly about his legs and arms. Trimel’s skin is remarkably tan, especially considering he’s a technical Stormtrooper, and his blond hair is kept short and neat. Nevertheless, a perpetual shadow is always on the man’s face, something that’s a result of long years of frankly giving less of a toss about it than most. Multiple scars can be noted on his person, from those cuts about his face to a multitude of blaster burns on his torso and arms, and one particularly nasty burn runs the length of his whole arm. Nevertheless, his fingers still work with the precision of a professional, something Trimel takes a bit of pride in. A commlink is perpetually on the man’s ear, something done out of an almost pathological habit, and his face is almost always still.

Gender: Male
Occupation: C.O. of 34th Medical Battalion, Surgeon
Rank: Captain
Weapons: SE-14r Blaster Pistol
Biography:

Born in 42 BBY on the harsh world of Taris, Trimel would be one of the many scavenging, scrounging children in the Undercity. This would like many of the same go on until his teenage years, the fact that simply getting out of the Undercity being a massive achievement hampering his efforts to better himself, and on one such scavenging mission Trimel found a medical center dating back to the events of Malak and Revan as well as non digital, hard copy texts on medical techniques and treatments. This was surely a treasure trove of information that had to be worth something, especially to the people back home. On returning to the slapdash settlement, Trimel would immediately start to read over one thing or another, the basic medical knowledge being as useful as a surgeon. He knew he wanted to help some people, that it was the right thing to do to learn of the information instead of just selling the texts outright, but on the other hand he could also spread the text around the settlement. Sharing it with some few others would probably cut down on any profits he might make. In the end, Trimel decided on sharing it; it would be better for the community as a whole and, even then, he could still sell it afterwards.

The first few experiments would prove hit-and-miss before the full understanding set in for him and his. Of course it was minor things, setting bones and the like, as frankly surgery in the Undercity was completely out of the question, but eventually full understanding would become known. When Jedi Knight Noejes Cutblea and his Padawan Julale Leezach ventured down in the Undercity in 25 BBY for her Trials, Trimel was for most practical purposes a fully capable medic. They found him treating a good many people and, for the Tarisian’s part, he was struck by their selflessness. Both of them stayed for many months, treating one thing after another after another, and as impressed as the teenager was he was more inspired. He wanted to be like that, to help and help, and when the pair said they were going to leave, Trimel asked to go along with them. Reluctant, Cutblea agreed after some minor discussion. In that moment, in everything but name, Trimel became an Antarian Ranger without even knowing what those were.

He would travel with the two back to Coruscant, there meeting an actual Antarian Ranger. That man’s name was Darpor Worlea, a Corellian, and though he was somewhat iffy about a Tarisian Undercity native joining his ranks the Corellian was nevertheless willing to train him. After all, it was quite clear from Cutblea’s testimony that Trimel could do the Rangers some good. As an Explorer he worked alongside Worlea and several other Jedi on several expeditions into 23 BBY. He learned pathfinder skills, information gathering, technical training such as vehicle maintenance, and the general skills on piloting ships while not in combat. In some ways, Trimel was ready to become a full Ranger. In other ways, he was not. Those missions he went along with were remarkably not exciting and those Jedi he worked alongside did not impress him as much as first impressions had. They simply acted, any kindness in their hearts masked by a distinct lack of emotion. And yet, he had demonstrated capability and dedication to the organization. In 23 BBY, on the eve of the Clone Wars, he was given the rank of Ranger.

Trimel, of course, seeked the two he had first met, seeked Knight Cutblea and Padawan Leezach. He knew their values, what they did and how they did it, and when he approached the Padawan on Coruscant and asked for such she accepted. They would be dispatched to Mimban to settle a taxation dispute in 22 BBY; the Jedi Council had elected to not notify the Knight or his Padawan based on his role and the hope that such conflict on Geonosis would be settled peacefully. On Mimban, the group of three would be ambushed by CIS forces. Cutblea would be cut down by blaster fire trying to save an injured civilian. Both Leezach and Trimel would escape into the jungle, traveling and attempting to reach a port to escape. The war, however, would reach them first as the 224th made landfall in 22 BBY. Finding themselves suddenly in the midst of something neither had been exactly trained for, both Padawan and Ranger immediately set about with what they were trained for: helping the medical personnel of the 224th with their casualties. During the entirety of the war they were rarely on the front lines, though such a thing was hard to define when you talked about a jungle planet, and in 21 BBY the battle finally settled down with a Republic victory. They buried the dead and awaited orders.

The Jedi Order directed the two back to Coruscant where, in a ceremony of three, Leezach was made a Knight for her actions on Mimban. The following day, they were directed to Mygeeto to aid in the ongoing battle there. The offensive had halted and, as a newly minted Jedi Commander, it was expected that Leezach would smooth things out. As an urban population center that sort of thinking was very, very optimistic. She would try her best however, working alongside General Ki-Adi-Mundi and others in an attempt to retake the planet. As the weeks turned into months turned into years, as battles raged for not blocks but buildings, Trimel watched compassion turn to disconnection, watched kindness turn cold. She became tired of burying the dead, tired of ordering soldiers to their deaths, tired of watching death and trying to keep the trooper alive for another battle, another firefight. She was tired. Trimel was tired. When a Venator crashed onto the surface of Mygeeto, after the following retreat Ki-Adi-Mundi ordered Leezach to lead a detachment of clones to fight their way to the ship, to fight their way to the Venator and destroy the central processing computers, the ciphers, the information the CIS could not have. The ship was still whole enough to be seen. The information had to be confirmed destroyed. She was tired. She did her duty.

They pushed, pushed through the Seperatist lines and pushed through the trenches, the buildings, the streets. As much as LAAT/i support could give, it gave before having to turn back or face CIS AAA and SAM units. As much as the ships in orbit could give, they gave. The Seperatists seemed to just keep coming. They never did stop. The unit she lead, a full battalion of soldiers, incurred heavy casualties in the push. They couldn’t stop to save the wounded. They simply couldn’t. Those too injuried to keep pace were left, left with their rifles and left to preoccupy the CIS forces, to keep their attention elsewhere. They caused havok, but not one of those left would return to GAR lines. The battalion pushed on. When they reached the Venator only two companies of the unit was left, only fifty percent of the whole unit. They pushed on, on into the ship, fighting corridor to corridor, level to level, fighting across the ship and into the central command centers, the information centers. It was a steel jungle with little rest. When the mission was complete, only one company was left. Leezach was tired, endlessly tired, and she ordered them to hunker down in the forward sections of the crashed hulk. They did so and, jammed as they were by the CIS in the midst of the conflict, jammed as they were in the midst of the war, no orders were received until the very end of the conflict. When GAR troops finally found the Venator, the company itself had held the line, though at a cost. Only half the company could stand, the others alive only through the efforts of their commander and her Ranger. Those clones who found that same commander, however, trained their weapons immediately on Leezach, claiming that Order 66 had been instituted. The company trained their weapons in return and in one of the few recorded instances on record, 82 clones of the GAR refused the order. As a result, Knight Leezach would be detained by the Galactic Empire and Trimel would be unemployed.

Finding himself about as affected by the war as the GAR, Trimel would be one of the first to enlist in the new Stormtrooper Corps as a medical professional. Two years of training after three at war was almost a blessing, something glorious compared to most things, and passing the exams with some great ease Trimel would hold the rank of Ensign. Yeah, it was a big step up. Since then he has participated in some few actions across the Empire, treating Stormtroopers in what is in his mind some of the most luxurious conditions imaginable, as well as doing a tour on Coruscant as an instructor at the Medical College there. For one reason or another, he still receives messages from Imperial Intelligence quite often from one Agent Leezach, though of course no relation. She’s just a very good friend.

RP Example: Star Wars - The Station

[American Pere Housh]

APP
Name: Mia Todana
Age: 27
Appearance:5'9" and weighs 135 Ibs, emerald green eyes, dark red hair, natural tanned skin, and an athletic build
Gender:Female
Occupation:TIE Fighter Pilot and commander of her TIE fighter squadron (Stormtrooper, pilot, admiral, etc)
Rank:Lieutenant Commander
Weapons:a blaster rifle and a blaster pistol(incase of crash landing in hostile territory
Bio:Born on Correllia 2 years before the start of the Clone Wars, Mia has seen what war can do to people. When the Galactic Republic became the Galactic Empire, she told her parents that she would become an Imperial Navy pilot when she was old enough. At 18, her wishes became true as she recieved training to become a TIE fighter pilot plus training to become an officer in the Imperial Navy. She rises though the ranks reaching the rank of Commander at the age of 26 and becoming the commander of her own TIE squadron. Although she is loyal to the Empire publicly, privately she has sympathies for the Rebel Alliance. She trains her pilots to be the best in the Imperial Navy but they are loyal to her and would follow their Commander to the ends of the galaxy even join her if she joined the Rebel Alliance. (One Paragraph or more)
RP Example: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=467186

How is that?

[Bolslania]

Aight, American Pere Housh, you are accepted, Ormata, get rid of the weapons and your good to go.

[American Pere Housh]

Bolslania you misspelled Emperor.

[Bolslania]

Bolslania you misspelled Emperor.

Yeah, I copy pasted from the original cuz Im lazy, but Ill fix it.

[The New Jedi Order and New Republic]

Name: Ayajen Gragro
Age: 28
Appearance:

Gender: Female
Occupation: AT-ST Pilot
Rank: Lieutenant
Weapons: SE-14r
Bio: Born on Vardos, near the end of the Clone Wars and the rise of the Galactic Empire, the young Ayajen would be surrounded by Imperial propaganda as she grew up. She would see video brodcast of Stormtroopers landing on planets, liberating them from slavers and showing Stormtroopers giving out medical aid to the planet's citizens. However, Ayajen was not interested in the Stormtroopers, she was mostly interested in the AT-STs that appeared in every propaganda video, seeing the AT-STs in action filled Ayajen with excitement wondering if she would ever pilot one. When Ayajen turned eighteen, she decided to go the Imperial Academy and train in hopes of piloting an AT-ST and support the Empire in its mission to keep peace and order in the Galaxy. After going through her training, Ayajen graduated from the Academy and was soon deployed to the Outer Rim Systems, where she would pilot her first AT-ST in this deployment she would scout areas for the ground soldiers and help them in attacks.

With the help of her gunner, Ayajen will make sure she'll do her duty for the Empire and help it bring down the Rebellion from destroying the peace the Empire had established.

RP Examples: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=417538

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If there is anything wrong with my APP please let me know! ^^

[Ormata]

Aight, American Pere Housh, you are accepted, Ormata, get rid of the weapons and your good to go.

Done.

[Urran]

Being the new guy, I'm not really willing to go in guns blazing and step on any toes. I'd rather be inserted where my character is most wanted/needed.

[Dyllonia]

For Dyllonia, are you sure you want to play as the Royal Guard, that is a pretty inactive character, unless you wanna post

"Vedelem stands there by the Emperor stoically" over and over again.

I personally have no problems with my character choice or role. I see a certain type of Areo Hotah potential and can find it having a decent role even if it won't be seeing too much action.

Yet if you would prefer it so, I can put together a new character to better fit the rp.

[Bolslania]

For Dyllonia, are you sure you want to play as the Royal Guard, that is a pretty inactive character, unless you wanna post

"Vedelem stands there by the Emperor stoically" over and over again.

I personally have no problems with my character choice or role. I see a certain type of Areo Hotah potential and can find it having a decent role even if it won't be seeing too much action.

Yet if you would prefer it so, I can put together a new character to better fit the rp.

Ill let you do what you want, I'll try to throw some actin your way.

[Bolslania]

Being the new guy, I'm not really willing to go in guns blazing and step on any toes. I'd rather be inserted where my character is most wanted/needed.

Um, well, the planetary assault would be a good place.


ALSO, everybody accepted, please feel free to start in on the IC

[American Pere Housh]

How would I involve my TIE fighter squadron for this attack or am I deployed elsewhere?

[Urran]

Yeah, I'm not 100% on where I'm deployed either

[The Litan Imperium]

Considering that we're picking up where the last on left off, can I use my app?