Post by Forge on Jan 17, 2015 19:12:23 GMT -5
Name: David Walsh
Race: Cyborg
Age: 18
Birthplace: Mandalore
Allegiance: Madalorians
Status: Alive, active, ready to fight.
Rank: Outsider
Height/Weight: 6'4" / 193 lbs
Appearance: David was always the runt of the family. Even at his given age he is still shorter even compared to his sisters. He is very slim but stocky with broad shoulders. His thick greasy brown hair is cut short and very military like. His green eyes and warm smile make him seem more like a politician rather then a warrior. His left forearm is cybernetic along with his right leg.
In armor: To the unskilled eye David is very similar to all the other mandalorians scattered about the galaxy. To the mandalorians it's simple who he is. His armor is deep grey with bright yellow accents. the large shoulder plates are imprinted with his clan symbol and the symbol of the mandalorians. The rest of his arms are fairly light on armor except for on his left fore arm where the Beskar is layered into a spike that extends from hsi cybernetic arm. His gloves are black but, the fingers are cut out. His knees are spiked as to add extra defense should his arms become trapped.
Personality: "When defining my brother, it depends on the timing. He's like the special candies we ate as kids. Soft on the inside but incredibly terrible on the outside." - Sora defining her brother.
David used to be a very soft, funloving, nice person. He has changed since the fall of mandalore a few years ago. He has become rash, stubborn, cunning. He despises those who betray others. whether it be because of a bet or because of a war. He is very meticulous about his actions. always watching and waiting using people to his advantage if able. Being as rash as he is though he sometimes jumps too soon and scares off his target or causes himself extra harm in obtaining his objective. When confronted about his actions he is very hardheaded and sticks to his guns. He is rarely taken lightly and always has to input his two cents. Usually getting himself in trouble. When he needed to think he was usually found with his pet. He always talked to it when he needed something to release his words too. The pet never understood, but it always listened.
Ships/Vehicles:
Falling tears-
Equipment: Single shot blaster carbine. Thermal detonator x3, beskar'gam.
Stats:
Strength - 4
Agility - 6
Intelligence - 5
Charisma - 3
Combat Training: Apprentice
Other Training: Novice
Biography: David was born into a massive family. They lived by a code, known as mando'a. He was born, but the mandalorian who helped gave him two years to live based on how small he was. Unlike his twin brother who had been huge. The two grew up as equals although David'solder sisters always made sure he knew that Kevlar was the better child. Kevlar was cold, ruthless, rash, and huge for his age. Kevlar was a beast among the children even though the older three sisters were four years ahead of him. When David was five his brother challenged him to a duel. David was beaten to the ground but every time he got back up. until he finally landed his own punch. he felt so proud of himself even though moments later he was on the ground with his older sisters laughing at him. His brother though also smiled on with pride about being hit. The two banded together and fought with their older sisters. Until their parents came out and separated them. David knew that together him and his brother could beat anyone. For the next eleven years he believed that and then it happened. Then his father decided to take the boys out on a little hunt. He had figured out where a Nexus had made its den. So while their father took on the beast Kevlar and David were told to kill the cubs. Kevlar killed one but David couldn't. He saw a sick one and a runt left. So with Kevlar's help he put the sick one out of his misery.They then hid the runt and brought it home. Where David began raising it until one day it broke free and ate dinner. Then he had to put it on the roof and release it. For two days it left and then it returned with a gift for David. So he was told he could keep it but it had to stay on the roof.
When the brothers were fifteen, their father took ill and months after died. Before his passing he named Kevlar the new head of the clan. Kevlar graciously accepted although David knew it wasn't because he wanted it. Kevlar hated the responsibility he held just for being a student. Kevlar despite that did his best until the event that would change their lives began to unfold.
Mandalore the Liberator declared that the clans would take Ordo. David and Kevlar easily accepted this and joined the clans that would be going into battle. The ships flew and they landed on the surface of the planet. As they exited the ships though the republic blew the ship to pieces. Shrapnel from the ship stabbed into Kevlar and cut David's left arm in half and right leg clean off. Kevlar recovered to see the republic troopers surrounding them. David was hidden away from sight as Kevlar left to carry on. Something, another mandalorian most likely, save David and brought him to a hospital where he was given a new arm and leg. David was named head of the clan even though Kevlar was never confirmed dead. The clan grieved but they had to continue on.
Roleplay Sample: David stood solemnly against the setting sky. The tree tops of his home high overhead. Mandalore wasn't a big city world like the republic capital. It was a natural home where everything felt like it belonged. Where war became a second thought. Suddenly a large grumble came from behind him and Wash took the helmet from under his arm and put it on his head. He turned to face his old pet Nexus. The feline creature growled at him it's mouth open so David could see all it's sharp fangs. David locked eyes with the creature and the creature hissed before charging. David stood his ground and pulled a knife from the pouch on his back.
"Here kitty-kitty." David said as he knocked it on the head with his cybernetic arm. The head hit the ground slightly as David began walking towards where it had come. The beast slowly got back to it's paws and began charging again. David used his right leg to kick it's mouth shut. He then leaped t it and picked it up and flipped it onto it's back. he began putting it's soft underbelly like he had when it was still a cub. Then it recognized it's care taker.
"Hello Fuzzy. Things have changed and I don't think it was for the better." He explained to his pet. Fuzzy stared blankly at him it's red eyes watching and waiting.
"Kevlar has disappeared and I don't feel right taking his position." He then explained. The feline creature threw him off and stood up shaking the dirt from it's white fur. it clawed three marks on the roof and on curved on in front and one curved one far away. The cat laid on the four marks closer to David.
"So worry about my current problems not those that are far away?" David asked trying to piece together if his cat was smart or if he was seeing things. Then it hit him. It didn't matter. the point was clear. Sora and the others came first and he needed to worry about them before his twin.
Race: Cyborg
Age: 18
Birthplace: Mandalore
Allegiance: Madalorians
Status: Alive, active, ready to fight.
Rank: Outsider
Height/Weight: 6'4" / 193 lbs
Appearance: David was always the runt of the family. Even at his given age he is still shorter even compared to his sisters. He is very slim but stocky with broad shoulders. His thick greasy brown hair is cut short and very military like. His green eyes and warm smile make him seem more like a politician rather then a warrior. His left forearm is cybernetic along with his right leg.
In armor: To the unskilled eye David is very similar to all the other mandalorians scattered about the galaxy. To the mandalorians it's simple who he is. His armor is deep grey with bright yellow accents. the large shoulder plates are imprinted with his clan symbol and the symbol of the mandalorians. The rest of his arms are fairly light on armor except for on his left fore arm where the Beskar is layered into a spike that extends from hsi cybernetic arm. His gloves are black but, the fingers are cut out. His knees are spiked as to add extra defense should his arms become trapped.
Personality: "When defining my brother, it depends on the timing. He's like the special candies we ate as kids. Soft on the inside but incredibly terrible on the outside." - Sora defining her brother.
David used to be a very soft, funloving, nice person. He has changed since the fall of mandalore a few years ago. He has become rash, stubborn, cunning. He despises those who betray others. whether it be because of a bet or because of a war. He is very meticulous about his actions. always watching and waiting using people to his advantage if able. Being as rash as he is though he sometimes jumps too soon and scares off his target or causes himself extra harm in obtaining his objective. When confronted about his actions he is very hardheaded and sticks to his guns. He is rarely taken lightly and always has to input his two cents. Usually getting himself in trouble. When he needed to think he was usually found with his pet. He always talked to it when he needed something to release his words too. The pet never understood, but it always listened.
Ships/Vehicles:
Falling tears-
Equipment: Single shot blaster carbine. Thermal detonator x3, beskar'gam.
Stats:
Strength - 4
Agility - 6
Intelligence - 5
Charisma - 3
Combat Training: Apprentice
Other Training: Novice
Biography: David was born into a massive family. They lived by a code, known as mando'a. He was born, but the mandalorian who helped gave him two years to live based on how small he was. Unlike his twin brother who had been huge. The two grew up as equals although David'solder sisters always made sure he knew that Kevlar was the better child. Kevlar was cold, ruthless, rash, and huge for his age. Kevlar was a beast among the children even though the older three sisters were four years ahead of him. When David was five his brother challenged him to a duel. David was beaten to the ground but every time he got back up. until he finally landed his own punch. he felt so proud of himself even though moments later he was on the ground with his older sisters laughing at him. His brother though also smiled on with pride about being hit. The two banded together and fought with their older sisters. Until their parents came out and separated them. David knew that together him and his brother could beat anyone. For the next eleven years he believed that and then it happened. Then his father decided to take the boys out on a little hunt. He had figured out where a Nexus had made its den. So while their father took on the beast Kevlar and David were told to kill the cubs. Kevlar killed one but David couldn't. He saw a sick one and a runt left. So with Kevlar's help he put the sick one out of his misery.They then hid the runt and brought it home. Where David began raising it until one day it broke free and ate dinner. Then he had to put it on the roof and release it. For two days it left and then it returned with a gift for David. So he was told he could keep it but it had to stay on the roof.
When the brothers were fifteen, their father took ill and months after died. Before his passing he named Kevlar the new head of the clan. Kevlar graciously accepted although David knew it wasn't because he wanted it. Kevlar hated the responsibility he held just for being a student. Kevlar despite that did his best until the event that would change their lives began to unfold.
Mandalore the Liberator declared that the clans would take Ordo. David and Kevlar easily accepted this and joined the clans that would be going into battle. The ships flew and they landed on the surface of the planet. As they exited the ships though the republic blew the ship to pieces. Shrapnel from the ship stabbed into Kevlar and cut David's left arm in half and right leg clean off. Kevlar recovered to see the republic troopers surrounding them. David was hidden away from sight as Kevlar left to carry on. Something, another mandalorian most likely, save David and brought him to a hospital where he was given a new arm and leg. David was named head of the clan even though Kevlar was never confirmed dead. The clan grieved but they had to continue on.
Roleplay Sample: David stood solemnly against the setting sky. The tree tops of his home high overhead. Mandalore wasn't a big city world like the republic capital. It was a natural home where everything felt like it belonged. Where war became a second thought. Suddenly a large grumble came from behind him and Wash took the helmet from under his arm and put it on his head. He turned to face his old pet Nexus. The feline creature growled at him it's mouth open so David could see all it's sharp fangs. David locked eyes with the creature and the creature hissed before charging. David stood his ground and pulled a knife from the pouch on his back.
"Here kitty-kitty." David said as he knocked it on the head with his cybernetic arm. The head hit the ground slightly as David began walking towards where it had come. The beast slowly got back to it's paws and began charging again. David used his right leg to kick it's mouth shut. He then leaped t it and picked it up and flipped it onto it's back. he began putting it's soft underbelly like he had when it was still a cub. Then it recognized it's care taker.
"Hello Fuzzy. Things have changed and I don't think it was for the better." He explained to his pet. Fuzzy stared blankly at him it's red eyes watching and waiting.
"Kevlar has disappeared and I don't feel right taking his position." He then explained. The feline creature threw him off and stood up shaking the dirt from it's white fur. it clawed three marks on the roof and on curved on in front and one curved one far away. The cat laid on the four marks closer to David.
"So worry about my current problems not those that are far away?" David asked trying to piece together if his cat was smart or if he was seeing things. Then it hit him. It didn't matter. the point was clear. Sora and the others came first and he needed to worry about them before his twin.
