Part 2 "Untitled" PBP Sign-Up

[Veriag]

Name: Nikk Varr

Character's Age: 37 - 40 (ish)

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Position in Guild: A God among mortals

Class: Bounty Hunter

Specialty: Finding stuff that doesn't want to be found. Some basic field medic, techno tracking,survielence and capture. Hand to hand fighting and ranged weapons both solid ammunition and energy. Use of personal energy fields. Piloting

Personality: Jaded, soft spot for ladies. Works to pay the bills. Dry sense of humour. Been around and seen alot in his time. Considers everything and everone crazy and his goal is just to look after what he really cares about, survive and enjoy as much as he can before his name's called. He is totally non political. Tries his best to laugh at life's madness. He knows there is no honour or respect in fighting. Tends not to care much for people he fights with or against as they are mostly out to prove something which he considers pointless.

Physical Description: 6ft, naturally lean but now slightly overwieght. Shaved dark hair balding, usually a good thick stubble. sometimes seen clean shaven. Face is young, blue eyes, cheeky grin. Battered looking mish mash of mandalorian armour. Heavily modified guns and gadgets

Brief Bio:
An older, Human Bounty Hunter, with a never enough credits, an eye for a good bounty, the girls and the good stuff and a few other "human" weaknesses.

He is ambivalent towards power and politics, having been round the block more times he cares to remember. More than a little jaded but covers this well with a dry sense of humour and the fact he takes nothing too seriously. Should most likely be dead however more through luck than any skill or good judgement he seems to have survived. Nikk is very laid back guy and likes to have lots of fun. The only reason he's still working is to fund his daughter through a top training Academy on Coruscant, as the last thing he wants is his daughter having to work cantina's, some factory, or running spice, or as some meat shield in a military unit. He coniders all military the dumbest of the dumb (and maybe cos he actualy can't see himself doing anything else though he wouldn't admit it).

Nikk grew up as a Cantina kid on Ord Mantell, his father was never around as he was some second rate smuggler always looking for the bigger better deal. He never really knew a mother figure but the girls in the cantina always looked after and made a fuss of him and clipped him round the ear for sneaking peaks into their dressing room and when he got out of line when he was a kid. So his early years were spent running errands for the Cantina, the girls and its customers. His later teen years he worked behind the bar and later on the security. His father hoped his son would follow him into the business but after a couple of runs, and a life looking at the two bit losers his old man hung out with, Nick twigged that sneaking about, lying, cheating, hiding and running was too much like hard work and not the way he wanted to waste his life. He would much rather keep his life simple so inspired by the cooler than ice bounty hunters that sometimes frequented the club in their awesome armours and packing serious firepower, he toughened up in the scrapyards of the city and bouncing doors. That's what he was going to be, and that's what he became. A Bounty Hunter, the guy with the girls, the ship, the look and the cred's. At 20 he got into a gladiator training school and ended up in the arena contests on Genosis. After surviving a couple of seasons and buying his way off the planet he hooked up with a fading hunter who remembered him from the Cantina days and agreed to teach him the ropes. That all seems a long while ago. Since then he's worked for the Black Suns, The Exchange, the Hutt Cartell's the Consortium's and many different organisations as well as Freelancing. Right now he's a freebooter with affiliations to the mysterious Black Mantis Syndicate, a member of The Kajidic

accept the rules posted below?:Yes

[Markis. D Thatch]

Name: Thatch
Character's Age: 27
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Position in Guild: Activist
Class: Smuggler
Specialty: Assassinations, Stealth, (single handed blaster pistols), Mandolorian CQC, Scatter Gun, Minor healing abilities, grenades and minor explosives, Luck
Personality: easy going, suave, calculating, ruthless and determined
Physical Description: Fit to Lean
Brief Bio:
Thatch was raised on the streets of Nar'Shadaa and taken into a Hutt families care when his parents were killed by street gangs. Thatch held onto his anger and his hate for those who killed his family and his Hutt father used that hatred to mold him into a hardened Smuggler. He was taught how to handle a buisness like a Hutt and "take care of" oppositions like a Mandolorian Assassin. Yet through all of his training and teachings of being cold and ruthless he found solice in aiding street urchins and those who were in need. He never gave fully to them but he nudged them in the right direction of a better life.
Previous RP Experience: Played by post on the FB forums of Jedi vs Sith, HAD A BLAST and will not God Mod.
Availability (how often you will be able to post, be honest): A few times every day
Do you agree with and accept the rules posted below?: YES
Print Color: Brown

[Markis. D Thatch]

When does this all start?

[Atka Talin]

When we give everyone enough time to sign up and refresh their minds. I could probably start playing right now! But, we still need to outline the general setting of where we'll be.

[timaselj]

Name: Tim Maselj
Age: 18
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Position in Guild: (unknown)
Class: Trooper
Specialty: Heavy weapons, heavy armor, demolitions
Personality: Careful, helping, tends to work alone
Physical Description: Tall, muscular, a scar between his nose en right eye.
Brief Bio: He was born on Alderaan, more specifically in the slums. He lived with 3 brothers and 4 sisters. He never got to know his parents, as they were claimed by an illness shortly after he was born.

Near his 18th birthday he blew up a building. He was arrested and an investigation went underway quickly for the building was supposed to be filled with important people. However it turned out it was filled with Sith spies, trying to evaluate Alderaan's defences. When they asked Tim how he knew it was full of Sith, he told them that he had lost all of his siblings to them, when the Sith went to get a little fun in the slums. They tried to force themselves on his sisters and the brothers tried to knock them out. However, the Sith pulled out lightsabers and slashed all of them, except Tim, who was saved by the eldest brother. Tim swore revenge, and he fulfilled it.

He was conscripted into the army as soon as he turned 18. He discovered his love for heavy, big guns and armor. So they expertised him as an Heavy Demolitions Trooper.

Since the incident with his family, he preffered to work alone, untill he met Gaius and his team on the battlefield.
Previous RP Experience: I have played 2 RP's in the past, though not on this forum, so I don't know if it counts
Availability: Everyday
Do you agree with and accept the rules posted below?: Yes
Print colour: Dark Blue