Post by Chewbacca (Chewie) on May 15, 2010 1:02:53 GMT
Name: Zarayden Mharr
Race: Cyborg
Age: 22
Faction: Most of his contracts come from the imperial remnant targeting New Republic members so he tends toward there side.
Occupation: Assassin
Weapons: Silenced blaster, Kris knife and Sniper.
Weapon Proficiency's: Silenced weapons and knives.
Equipment: Zip line, Tranquilizer, Zip cuffs and Lock picking kit.
Ship(s): N/A
History: Known as Mharr to those lucky enough to stay alive in his company. Zarayden suffered an injury when he was very young which necessitated he be fitted with a bionic eye and arm. After his recovery he returned to school wearing a hood and robe to hide his modifications from his peers who had always feared that sort of thing. But fatefully once as he was walking back home the school bully rounded the corner with a brick in hand aimed for his head. Without thinking Zarayden reached out his arm and crushed the boys windpipe, horrified but joyous at the same time, Zarayden looked at the boy sprawled on the ground dead. Zarayden ran away after that stowing away in a freighter class vessel until he ran out of food he could scavenge. He spent the next few months living as an urchin on the streets of Taris begging and scrounging all that he could throwing knives with precision around whatever the watchers would risk . One day as he was checking how much he had got he spotted a card amongst the various pocket change. He picked it out and looked at it expecting a charity card or propaganda for one of the various religions instead all it said was "The green shade bar 11 o Clock" intrigued he waited there until 11 keeping an eye peeled for who ever was coming when he had almost given up a hand shot out of an alley way and pulled him in, Shocked Zarayden tryed to run but the man held on "Come on boy your braver than that" Zarayden calmed down and turned around arm raised defensively. The man smiled "Thats what i wanted to see come on i have a proposition for you" Zarayden followed holding one of his knives tightly in one hand "You can put that down" The stranger said without turning "if i had meant to kill you you'd be dead" He smiled with a strange sincereity and indicated an empty box for him to sit on. "Ive been watching you throwing your knives and i think there may be a use for you yet" He said crypticly "I can train you if you'd like, get you out of this place" The man stood up and walked over to the boy slipping back his sleeve revealing his arm with wires running down it "Yes i am like you and like you i felt much the same when i first killed" Zarayden's face showed none of his surprise which just made the man smile more "I could see it in your eyes when you came here constantly looking and fearing" He parted his hair and revealed his eyes a mass of glass and lights "Now come with me and i shall make you more deadly than you could have dreamed"
RP Example:
Zarayden sat with his case open pulling various parts out assembling with the dexterity the common would call immense "Two point four seconds" He growled at himself "Too slow" Zarayden raised the scope to his eye zooming in on the approaching car "One shot " He told himself "Then your gone" His finger tightened and a small lead projectile found its way into the targets throat knocking out two windows in the process "And hes out" Zarayden dissasembled the gun and walked away calmly from the grassy knoll speaking into an earpiece "End the simulation"
Sorry if theres mistakes i rushed bits.
Race: Cyborg
Age: 22
Faction: Most of his contracts come from the imperial remnant targeting New Republic members so he tends toward there side.
Occupation: Assassin
Weapons: Silenced blaster, Kris knife and Sniper.
Weapon Proficiency's: Silenced weapons and knives.
Equipment: Zip line, Tranquilizer, Zip cuffs and Lock picking kit.
Ship(s): N/A
History: Known as Mharr to those lucky enough to stay alive in his company. Zarayden suffered an injury when he was very young which necessitated he be fitted with a bionic eye and arm. After his recovery he returned to school wearing a hood and robe to hide his modifications from his peers who had always feared that sort of thing. But fatefully once as he was walking back home the school bully rounded the corner with a brick in hand aimed for his head. Without thinking Zarayden reached out his arm and crushed the boys windpipe, horrified but joyous at the same time, Zarayden looked at the boy sprawled on the ground dead. Zarayden ran away after that stowing away in a freighter class vessel until he ran out of food he could scavenge. He spent the next few months living as an urchin on the streets of Taris begging and scrounging all that he could throwing knives with precision around whatever the watchers would risk . One day as he was checking how much he had got he spotted a card amongst the various pocket change. He picked it out and looked at it expecting a charity card or propaganda for one of the various religions instead all it said was "The green shade bar 11 o Clock" intrigued he waited there until 11 keeping an eye peeled for who ever was coming when he had almost given up a hand shot out of an alley way and pulled him in, Shocked Zarayden tryed to run but the man held on "Come on boy your braver than that" Zarayden calmed down and turned around arm raised defensively. The man smiled "Thats what i wanted to see come on i have a proposition for you" Zarayden followed holding one of his knives tightly in one hand "You can put that down" The stranger said without turning "if i had meant to kill you you'd be dead" He smiled with a strange sincereity and indicated an empty box for him to sit on. "Ive been watching you throwing your knives and i think there may be a use for you yet" He said crypticly "I can train you if you'd like, get you out of this place" The man stood up and walked over to the boy slipping back his sleeve revealing his arm with wires running down it "Yes i am like you and like you i felt much the same when i first killed" Zarayden's face showed none of his surprise which just made the man smile more "I could see it in your eyes when you came here constantly looking and fearing" He parted his hair and revealed his eyes a mass of glass and lights "Now come with me and i shall make you more deadly than you could have dreamed"
RP Example:
Zarayden sat with his case open pulling various parts out assembling with the dexterity the common would call immense "Two point four seconds" He growled at himself "Too slow" Zarayden raised the scope to his eye zooming in on the approaching car "One shot " He told himself "Then your gone" His finger tightened and a small lead projectile found its way into the targets throat knocking out two windows in the process "And hes out" Zarayden dissasembled the gun and walked away calmly from the grassy knoll speaking into an earpiece "End the simulation"
Sorry if theres mistakes i rushed bits.