Post by ☠War☢Gerbil☠ on Feb 15, 2011 23:00:06 GMT -5
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Name: Vasilymamos-remalior
Nickname: "Vasily" or just "Vee"
Age: 24
Race:Squib
Birth place: Skor II
Height: 4 feet
Weight: 46 lb.
Eye Color: green
Hair Color: brown
Language:
Appearance: Short in stature, like all members of his species, Vasily is covered in short soft chocolate colored fur. This coat served as an important olfactory organ, able to pick up scents at a distance and ascertain intrinsic details—such as seeing through a disguise or identifying a forgery—when rubbed against.
He has large eyes in relation to his skull like most Squibs. They're a dazzling shade of green hue. He's got large ears, one the same color as his fur and the other a darker shade of brown. These point upward, but can pivot around to zero in on specific sounds or flatten so he can crawl through tight spaces.
His short Squib muzzle tapers to a bewhiskered black nose. His mouth full of forbidding, sharp teeth. V has the common Squib ability to store items in his flexible cheeks.
Vasily, like any other Squib, has nimble five-fingered hands and five toes on each foot.
Personality: Vasily is cheerful, gregarious, and overconfident to the point of egotism. He's cheeky and quick to accept a challenge with zeal. He doesn't let insults bother him, instead he prefers to dish it right back at the insulter. He’s loyal to those close to him, but he’s not afraid to weigh his chances and back out or run.
To attractive females, and not just the Squib ones, Vee has an air of gentleman maturity. Once said attractive female leaves the vicinity though his gentlemanly ways dissipate.
He’s on the job mostly for the money like any good criminal. Any favor someone tries to get out of Vee will be met with,"What's in it for me?". He’s a drifter and seeker of profits so if the law comes a'knocking for him or business drys up he's gone.
Profession: Smuggler (sub-profession: pirate/scam artist)
Skills:
Attributes
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 8
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 8 (specialized with blaster pistols and carbines)
Alignment: 0
Ship Name: Abyssal Corsair
Weapons
Bio: brain stormin for now
RP Sample:
"Got nice cut 'em up shiny vibro-knife here, pal, still work good, sorta, but it's a classic. Trade for used talkie talk robot man or 2000 credits. Good deal! Wanna trade?" It was another day another dollar and Vasily was in his element wheeling and dealing with anyone he deemed a possible source of profit. It was busier than usual in The Wasted Wookiee tonight because a renown intergalactic band was performing live. Vasily was taking advantage of the thicker crowd and raking in the profits. He was working a Gamorrean at the moment.
A little trickle of drool dripped from the Gamorreans mouth as he gazed back and forth from Vasily to the polished vibro-knife being advertised in his face. An awkward silence started to set in when V realized what the problem was. "Stupid porky man *face palm*. Okies lets try Huttese. Uba wadja grancha rulya? Uba wadja bedwanna. Grancha bargon tagwa. Donocha jujumon." Success. Vasily's presumption that the boar knew Huttese was correct. Generally any male Gamorrean who leaves Gamorr is a mercenary, and more often than not, under the employment of a Hutt cartel.
The Gamorreans expressions sprang to life as he nodded excitedly and fumbled around for his credits pouch.
While waiting for the boar to find his money Vasily(standing in his booths seat) visually scanned the crowd for potential customers. Through the crowd of patrons, entertainers, and spice dealers Vasily witnessed two armored beings, an Aqualish and a Trandoshan, coming into the catina toting blasters...bounty hunters. He pivoted his ears in an attempt to catch what they were saying. He focussed and sifted through the background noise enough to catch,"squib...-o's by V...bounty...his head".
"Keepuna!",exclaimed Vasily. He ducked back down into his seat and turned back to the boar, he needed to wrap this transaction up before his furry ass got capped.
"Come on porky man, chop chop, I gotta hop hop!", he said while slightly bouncing in his seat.
No sooner had he completed the trade than a large blue Aqualish with bad B.O. slid into the same booth seat as V. An even larger black scaled Trandoshan with a crescent scar around his left eye got into the seat across the table from them as the Gamorrean got out.
"Vasssseelly, long time no see vassseeely. Ssstill ripping people off yah?",said the Trandoshan as he smiled menacingly. The Aqualish sat in silence staring at the table and blocking Vasily's only way out of the booth.
Vasily put on a fake smile and flipped his hands up as if he were actually greeting a friend. "Not long enough Shaku, old pal. I know you couldn't have come all the way out from Little Coruscant just to check on my health, you bet. ;D Or has the hardened slaver grown a heart?" V wanted to drag out this conversation as long as he could 'til he could concoct a plan of escape.
"Oh Vassseeely don't hurt my feelingsss...like you hurt Blorga's."
"Is that what this is about? ;D Blorga wants to keep in touch? Thoughtful, yep yep.""He wants hisss ssship back Vassseeely"
"Oh that ship? Sure, no problem I'll get you the passcode to the hangar right away you bet! Here y-" "He wants you too Vassseely...we're all missssing you."
This was bad. V knew if he went back to Nar Shaddaa he'd would not just be handing back the stolen ship like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Blorga the Hutt would have him tortured, killed, skinned, and turned into a rug. Vasily couldn't just shoot his way out of here though like usual. Shaku was all too familiar with Vasily and had had a blaster pointed towards him under the table the entire time.
V's eyes darted around The Wasted Wookiee for some source of help...anything. Shaku apparently noticed."There's no way out of thisss one Vassseeely. Don't make it more difficult than it hass to be yeah?"
Just then a Herglic passed by them and sat in the booth directly behind Shaku.
"FAT!!?!?! MY FRIEND WAS AN HONORABLE HERGLIC!!!"screamed Vasily as he banged on the table for emphasis. "HE FOUGHT AND DIED FOR THE REPUBLIC!! HOW DARE YOU CALL HIM OVERSIZED WATER POODOO. HOW DARE YOU DISHONOR AND BESMIRCH THE HERGLIC PEOPLE."
Oh yeah....that did it.
Vasily didn't get the attention of the whole loud cantina with his yelling, but when Shaku was thrown across the room into a group of Cathars sh*t hit the fan fast.
The Aqualish bounty hunter drew two blaster pistols and shot into the Herglic's hand, but to no avail. The Herglic closed his fist around the Aqualish's skull and crushed it like a chicken egg.
In the flying Trandoshan induced confusion hands were pointed, insults were shouted, and pushing turned into punching. The Herglic rushed through the mob and tackled Shaku who had been preoccupied with fighting 3 male Cathars. Vasily loved a good fight, but he had just started a full on riot and CSF(coruscant security force) would be here in a few minutes so he deemed it time to split.
V's nimbleness aided him as he scrambled through the affray. As he reached the exit he had to dive low through the doorway just as a Gamorrean and Whiphid clashed above him.
Adrenaline in full swing Vasily hadn't even skidded to a full stop before he was up on his feet running to the shuttle bus stop. He needed to get to the starport, onto his ship, and off of Coruscant since his location was now known to Blorga.
Password: trouble with tribbles
Did you read the site plot? Yes
Did you read the rules? yes
Did you do whatever research you needed to do? yes
Did you get whatever permissions you might need? yes
Can your character be listed under one of the Active Character Professions easily?yes
Do you have your own ship? If so, is it approved and linked?yes
Have you checked out one or more of the accepted profiles listed?yes
Did you check your grammar, spelling, punctuation? Yes, but it doesn't hurt to keep doing it.
Do you have the password listed clearly in your app?yes
Did you give us some good details? still in the making
Did you re-read your application for mistakes? still in the making
Did you complete your RP sample? yep!
Did you remove any unnecessary information from your title? yes
Name: Vasilymamos-remalior
Nickname: "Vasily" or just "Vee"
Age: 24
Race:Squib
Birth place: Skor II
Height: 4 feet
Weight: 46 lb.
Eye Color: green
Hair Color: brown
Language:
- Basic - Literate, but speaks in mangled basic
- Squibbian - Literate
- Huttese - understands and can speak, but not literate
- Bocce - fluent
Appearance: Short in stature, like all members of his species, Vasily is covered in short soft chocolate colored fur. This coat served as an important olfactory organ, able to pick up scents at a distance and ascertain intrinsic details—such as seeing through a disguise or identifying a forgery—when rubbed against.
He has large eyes in relation to his skull like most Squibs. They're a dazzling shade of green hue. He's got large ears, one the same color as his fur and the other a darker shade of brown. These point upward, but can pivot around to zero in on specific sounds or flatten so he can crawl through tight spaces.
His short Squib muzzle tapers to a bewhiskered black nose. His mouth full of forbidding, sharp teeth. V has the common Squib ability to store items in his flexible cheeks.
Vasily, like any other Squib, has nimble five-fingered hands and five toes on each foot.
Personality: Vasily is cheerful, gregarious, and overconfident to the point of egotism. He's cheeky and quick to accept a challenge with zeal. He doesn't let insults bother him, instead he prefers to dish it right back at the insulter. He’s loyal to those close to him, but he’s not afraid to weigh his chances and back out or run.
To attractive females, and not just the Squib ones, Vee has an air of gentleman maturity. Once said attractive female leaves the vicinity though his gentlemanly ways dissipate.
He’s on the job mostly for the money like any good criminal. Any favor someone tries to get out of Vee will be met with,"What's in it for me?". He’s a drifter and seeker of profits so if the law comes a'knocking for him or business drys up he's gone.
Profession: Smuggler (sub-profession: pirate/scam artist)
Skills:
- Billy Mays in space - Vasily is a skilled haggler with a nact for assessing what appeals to ones mien.
- Gear head - Vee is phenomenal and very resourceful with building and repairing near anything mechanical. He's got the know-how to take parts from A and B, add a little bit of C, and come out with a finely working D.
- Gunslinger - It first began as a means to defend himself from the law and bigger beings. Now, honing his skill with blasters, usually of the small size, has become a full time hobby. It's payed off too. If it weren't for his surprisingly swift draw, perfected aim, and tendency to shoot first he'd have been dead or in prison a long time ago.
- Speed of the Small - Vee's natural Squib agility plus personal physical fitness makes him quite light on his feet. Although he's only average in close combat his nimbleness aids greatly in dodging and flat out escape.
Attributes
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 8
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 8 (specialized with blaster pistols and carbines)
Alignment: 0
Ship Name: Abyssal Corsair
Weapons
- Hawkins M7 "Hall Mower" ---- Not always on him.
- (2)DM-21 Hold-out blasters ---- #concealed#
- vibro-shiv in right boot ---- #concealed
Bio: brain stormin for now
- trader/smuggler parents
- gets involved in the "family business"
- Dad has to cut ties with family and go into hiding due to altercation with Hutts
- V takes charge of the family smuggling business.
- bomb meant for him kills his mother instead.
- V visits Blorga the Hutt to find out who tried to kill him
- Blorga destroys his ship and tries to confine V until the bounty placer comes for V
- V escapes and steals one of Blorgas ships
RP Sample:
"Got nice cut 'em up shiny vibro-knife here, pal, still work good, sorta, but it's a classic. Trade for used talkie talk robot man or 2000 credits. Good deal! Wanna trade?" It was another day another dollar and Vasily was in his element wheeling and dealing with anyone he deemed a possible source of profit. It was busier than usual in The Wasted Wookiee tonight because a renown intergalactic band was performing live. Vasily was taking advantage of the thicker crowd and raking in the profits. He was working a Gamorrean at the moment.
A little trickle of drool dripped from the Gamorreans mouth as he gazed back and forth from Vasily to the polished vibro-knife being advertised in his face. An awkward silence started to set in when V realized what the problem was. "Stupid porky man *face palm*. Okies lets try Huttese. Uba wadja grancha rulya? Uba wadja bedwanna. Grancha bargon tagwa. Donocha jujumon." Success. Vasily's presumption that the boar knew Huttese was correct. Generally any male Gamorrean who leaves Gamorr is a mercenary, and more often than not, under the employment of a Hutt cartel.
The Gamorreans expressions sprang to life as he nodded excitedly and fumbled around for his credits pouch.
While waiting for the boar to find his money Vasily(standing in his booths seat) visually scanned the crowd for potential customers. Through the crowd of patrons, entertainers, and spice dealers Vasily witnessed two armored beings, an Aqualish and a Trandoshan, coming into the catina toting blasters...bounty hunters. He pivoted his ears in an attempt to catch what they were saying. He focussed and sifted through the background noise enough to catch,"squib...-o's by V...bounty...his head".
"Keepuna!",exclaimed Vasily. He ducked back down into his seat and turned back to the boar, he needed to wrap this transaction up before his furry ass got capped.
"Come on porky man, chop chop, I gotta hop hop!", he said while slightly bouncing in his seat.
No sooner had he completed the trade than a large blue Aqualish with bad B.O. slid into the same booth seat as V. An even larger black scaled Trandoshan with a crescent scar around his left eye got into the seat across the table from them as the Gamorrean got out.
"Vasssseelly, long time no see vassseeely. Ssstill ripping people off yah?",said the Trandoshan as he smiled menacingly. The Aqualish sat in silence staring at the table and blocking Vasily's only way out of the booth.
Vasily put on a fake smile and flipped his hands up as if he were actually greeting a friend. "Not long enough Shaku, old pal. I know you couldn't have come all the way out from Little Coruscant just to check on my health, you bet. ;D Or has the hardened slaver grown a heart?" V wanted to drag out this conversation as long as he could 'til he could concoct a plan of escape.
"Oh Vassseeely don't hurt my feelingsss...like you hurt Blorga's."
"Is that what this is about? ;D Blorga wants to keep in touch? Thoughtful, yep yep.""He wants hisss ssship back Vassseeely"
"Oh that ship? Sure, no problem I'll get you the passcode to the hangar right away you bet! Here y-" "He wants you too Vassseely...we're all missssing you."
This was bad. V knew if he went back to Nar Shaddaa he'd would not just be handing back the stolen ship like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Blorga the Hutt would have him tortured, killed, skinned, and turned into a rug. Vasily couldn't just shoot his way out of here though like usual. Shaku was all too familiar with Vasily and had had a blaster pointed towards him under the table the entire time.
V's eyes darted around The Wasted Wookiee for some source of help...anything. Shaku apparently noticed."There's no way out of thisss one Vassseeely. Don't make it more difficult than it hass to be yeah?"
Just then a Herglic passed by them and sat in the booth directly behind Shaku.
"FAT!!?!?! MY FRIEND WAS AN HONORABLE HERGLIC!!!"screamed Vasily as he banged on the table for emphasis. "HE FOUGHT AND DIED FOR THE REPUBLIC!! HOW DARE YOU CALL HIM OVERSIZED WATER POODOO. HOW DARE YOU DISHONOR AND BESMIRCH THE HERGLIC PEOPLE."
Oh yeah....that did it.
Vasily didn't get the attention of the whole loud cantina with his yelling, but when Shaku was thrown across the room into a group of Cathars sh*t hit the fan fast.
The Aqualish bounty hunter drew two blaster pistols and shot into the Herglic's hand, but to no avail. The Herglic closed his fist around the Aqualish's skull and crushed it like a chicken egg.
In the flying Trandoshan induced confusion hands were pointed, insults were shouted, and pushing turned into punching. The Herglic rushed through the mob and tackled Shaku who had been preoccupied with fighting 3 male Cathars. Vasily loved a good fight, but he had just started a full on riot and CSF(coruscant security force) would be here in a few minutes so he deemed it time to split.
V's nimbleness aided him as he scrambled through the affray. As he reached the exit he had to dive low through the doorway just as a Gamorrean and Whiphid clashed above him.
Adrenaline in full swing Vasily hadn't even skidded to a full stop before he was up on his feet running to the shuttle bus stop. He needed to get to the starport, onto his ship, and off of Coruscant since his location was now known to Blorga.
Password: trouble with tribbles
