Post by Chewbacca (Chewie) on May 14, 2010 20:55:11 GMT
Name: Chewbacca (Chewie)
Race: Wookie
Age: 209
Faction: New Republic
Occupation: Co-pilot under Captain Han Solo
Weapons: Claws and Teeth, Bowcaster, Rykk blades
Weapon Proficiencies: Bowcaster, Melee fighting
Equipment: Thermal Detonators, Com-Link, Cryoban Grenades, Hydrospanner and Incendiary Grenades.
Ship(s): Millennium Falcon
History: Chewbacca was born on Kashyyyk circa 200 BBY, the son of Attichitcuk. During his early years Chewbacca lived on Kashyyyk, but unlike many other Wookiees who rarely left the planet's lush forests, Chewbacca was consumed by an overpowering sense of adventure and exploration. Chewie's first travels were to the remote and dangerous lower levels of Kashyyyk's immense forests, the Shadowlands. It was not long before his travels took him far from the confines of his green homeworld. His heart, however, remained on Kashyyyk, and Chewie would always try to make it home for the holidays.
RP Example: Chewbacca stood in the tree tops of Rwookrrorro, watching a scrap in the city below. The wookies scrabbling near the edge of a platform, biting and slashing. Chewie made a chuckling sound as a guard split them up just before they fell. Wondering when Han would arrive with the ship, he walked through a market pushing his way through the thronging crowds to the landing pad.
From an Lotr RP:
The messenger was limping through the city, a bloody hole in his chest leaking blood. He was always looking everywhere and holding the hilt of his sword. Legolas jumped out behind him, wielding his bow. The messenger instantly drew his sword, swinging round to face Legolas. Gandalf walked forward holding his staff as a walking stick. "Greetings, you have a message from Minas Tirith?" Gandalf said, noticing his wight tree light armour. The messenger fell into Gandalf's arms, dropping a message. Gandalf reached down to pick it up, unfurling it as he did. He read it aloud slowly, his expression changing with every sentence. "His highness calls you to the great city; Mines Tirith, with grave news. A Uruk-Hai attack party has been sent to destroy our great city. Our defenses are worryingly low, so we will not be able to hold them back. You are ordered to return at once." The messenger fainted into Gandalf's arms again. "I fear we are needed" Gandalf said, already loading the poor injured man onto Shadowfax. He rode away quickly, not waiting for Legolas.
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Race: Wookie
Age: 209
Faction: New Republic
Occupation: Co-pilot under Captain Han Solo
Weapons: Claws and Teeth, Bowcaster, Rykk blades
Weapon Proficiencies: Bowcaster, Melee fighting
Equipment: Thermal Detonators, Com-Link, Cryoban Grenades, Hydrospanner and Incendiary Grenades.
Ship(s): Millennium Falcon
History: Chewbacca was born on Kashyyyk circa 200 BBY, the son of Attichitcuk. During his early years Chewbacca lived on Kashyyyk, but unlike many other Wookiees who rarely left the planet's lush forests, Chewbacca was consumed by an overpowering sense of adventure and exploration. Chewie's first travels were to the remote and dangerous lower levels of Kashyyyk's immense forests, the Shadowlands. It was not long before his travels took him far from the confines of his green homeworld. His heart, however, remained on Kashyyyk, and Chewie would always try to make it home for the holidays.
RP Example: Chewbacca stood in the tree tops of Rwookrrorro, watching a scrap in the city below. The wookies scrabbling near the edge of a platform, biting and slashing. Chewie made a chuckling sound as a guard split them up just before they fell. Wondering when Han would arrive with the ship, he walked through a market pushing his way through the thronging crowds to the landing pad.
From an Lotr RP:
The messenger was limping through the city, a bloody hole in his chest leaking blood. He was always looking everywhere and holding the hilt of his sword. Legolas jumped out behind him, wielding his bow. The messenger instantly drew his sword, swinging round to face Legolas. Gandalf walked forward holding his staff as a walking stick. "Greetings, you have a message from Minas Tirith?" Gandalf said, noticing his wight tree light armour. The messenger fell into Gandalf's arms, dropping a message. Gandalf reached down to pick it up, unfurling it as he did. He read it aloud slowly, his expression changing with every sentence. "His highness calls you to the great city; Mines Tirith, with grave news. A Uruk-Hai attack party has been sent to destroy our great city. Our defenses are worryingly low, so we will not be able to hold them back. You are ordered to return at once." The messenger fainted into Gandalf's arms again. "I fear we are needed" Gandalf said, already loading the poor injured man onto Shadowfax. He rode away quickly, not waiting for Legolas.
Unfinished
