Post by instinct on Mar 6, 2008 17:34:10 GMT -5
Name: Mona Scorp
Race: Mandalorian
Age: 16
Height:5'4
Weight: 120 lbs
Appearance: Mona has dark brown hair, almost black. She has tan skin and is of average height and weight. She has alert, dark brown eyes and a deceptively innocent face.
Birth place: (Planet) Coruscant
Profession: (choose Bounty Hunter, Smuggler, Pirate) Bounty Hunter
Bio:
Skills: (Pick 3)Computer Use, Security, Repair, Power Shot, Rapid Shot, Snipers Aim, Dueling, Persuade. Rapid shot, Repair, and Sniper's Aim
Ship Name: The Deception
RP Sample: Mona walked casually through Coruscant, her expression bored and uninterested. She was carrying a rucksack with her and seemed to be a student of some sort. Nobody paid her much mind. To them, she was just another ordinary civilian. A few people shot her suspicious glances when she turned and entered a bar. She seemed much too young and unprotected to be even near the place. She walked through the bar and into a back room where her employer awaited her anxiously. "Have you finished your job?" he asked, his eyes searching her, "I see you don't have a body."
"This should suffice." she murmured, dumping the contents of her rucksack on the ground. A man's head tumbled out of the bag and onto the floor. She smiled "Payment, please."
Race: Mandalorian
Age: 16
Height:5'4
Weight: 120 lbs
Appearance: Mona has dark brown hair, almost black. She has tan skin and is of average height and weight. She has alert, dark brown eyes and a deceptively innocent face.
Birth place: (Planet) Coruscant
Profession: (choose Bounty Hunter, Smuggler, Pirate) Bounty Hunter
Bio:
Skills: (Pick 3)Computer Use, Security, Repair, Power Shot, Rapid Shot, Snipers Aim, Dueling, Persuade. Rapid shot, Repair, and Sniper's Aim
Ship Name: The Deception
RP Sample: Mona walked casually through Coruscant, her expression bored and uninterested. She was carrying a rucksack with her and seemed to be a student of some sort. Nobody paid her much mind. To them, she was just another ordinary civilian. A few people shot her suspicious glances when she turned and entered a bar. She seemed much too young and unprotected to be even near the place. She walked through the bar and into a back room where her employer awaited her anxiously. "Have you finished your job?" he asked, his eyes searching her, "I see you don't have a body."
"This should suffice." she murmured, dumping the contents of her rucksack on the ground. A man's head tumbled out of the bag and onto the floor. She smiled "Payment, please."
