Post by Othorious on Oct 6, 2010 13:35:59 GMT -5
Faction: Sith Military
Department: Army
Rank: Lieutenant
Name: Oderus Urungus
Race: Kaleesh
Age: 38
Height: 1.9 Meters
Weight: 213
Birth place: Kalee
Appearance: Oderus appears like any old Kaleesh, reptilian, tall, overall scary. He stands a mighty 1.9 meters, because of the thermal pits under his eyes, Oderus could see in the dark. Tusks protruded from his upper jaw, and shorter ones jutted from his chin. He wore two massive pauldrons on his shoulders, both in the shape of a human skull, with large blades extending from the middles. He also wears large bracers on each arm, adorned with spikes, he wears no gloves what so ever. He also wears large armored lower armor, which covers his legs and lower torso, made from durasteel, with a cortosis weave. He also wears a gray and black metallic Kaleesh mask, which acts as a helmet, concealing his entire head. His eyes are also yellow, and what little hair he has is a dark tan/brown, his skin is also a reddish brown.
Personality: Oderus is a...odd fellow. He doesn't take anything seriously, making everything seem like a joke. He is also obscure, always making rude or unnecessary comments about others, even his own teammates! He's also violent, making him a vicious warrior to face in combat. He also doesn't care what happens on the battlefield, as long as he sheds blood, whether it be Republic blood, Mando blood, or even Sith blood.
Skills:
Driving Skills: Oderus can pilot a Seige Tank into battle.
Sword-use: Oderus can wield his massive sword, 'Lick' with ease.
Mechanics: Oderus is able to repair vehicles and some weapons.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 3
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 1
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 6
Alignment: -3
Bio: Oderus was born on a dark and stormy day on the planet Kalee in 3639 BBY. When he was born, he tried to fight against the Kaleesh doctors (or whatever they had), kicking and screaming more than the usual newborn would. They quickly corralled him, and he was calmed down sometime later. During his early years, Oderus fought amongst the other young Kaleesh, urging fights, and randomly beating up other young-ones. He would always denounce others, whenever something happened, Oderus would always say something different happened, Usually when it involves himself. Throughout his early years he was continued to be abused and neglected by his mother and father, the latter usually beating Oderus senseless. His family never fed him, so he had to learn how to hunt and kill animals for substenance, and he stole water from other Kaleesh, which he was usually caught doing, and was beaten by his father some more.
At the age of 10 he had enough of his abusive father, and stood up for himself the next time a beating came around, and used all of his pent up rage to beat his father to near death, for his father wasn't truely tough or strong, he just bullied his wife and son. A few days later Oderus decided he was done with his entire family, and torched his house, and ran away into the wild. He arrived sometime later at a larger village, and hid away there, becoming a street urchin, and thief. He continued to live off meager scraps and dirty water, and at the age of 16 he left the village, for he knew he would accomplish nothing if he stayed, and so he journeyed far and wide, searching for a new place to call home.
During his journey he was suddenly attacked by a rather territorial Mumuu who perceived him as a threat. Oderus was weaponless, so his chances of actually killing the Mumuu, slim to none, but he was not determined to do so. He quickly rolled out of the way of the charging Mumuu, and tried to escape the enraged beast, but alas the creature was too fast for the kaleesh. The Mumuu trampled over Oderus, knocking him silly, but he wouldn't give up! He would persevere through the bleeding, and escape the damned beast.
He slowly staggered to his feet, to just see the massive Mumuu ram into him again! This time, he was flung into a sharp, and oddly placed, broken tree, the large sharp wood impaling his shoulder, leaving him stuck there as the beast turned around, and charged again. It seemed like the end of Oderus, but thankfully he was saved. Spears whizzed through the air, planting themselves deep into the Mumuu's hide, and it was quickly felled. The last thing Oderus saw before he lost consciousness, was armed Kaleesh slowly emerging all around him, and then...blackness.
He awoke some time later in a Mumuu hide hut, his shoulder bandaged, and his wounds beginning to heal up nicely, but he was still sore, and he probably broke a few ribs too. He slowly propped himself up, and studied his surroundings. A normal hut, nothing special, but there seemed to be noise coming from outside the tent. He quickly staggered out of bed, and hobbled to the door, and peered out. Outside, there was dozens of Kaleesh, armed and preparing for what seemed like war, probably with another tribe, it was common on Kaleesh.
He approached a abnormally large Kaleesh, and asked him what the hell was going on. The Kaleesh replied crudely, they were preparing to conquer the nearby village of Ktuh'khan. Oderus asked if he could join in the violence, but was sadly refused, that he needed to heal from his injuries. Oderus gave up and returned to his tent, where stared at the ceiling in boredom. The sounds of war quickly faded away, and Oderus began to daydream about the battle, until his pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the doctor. The doctor worked for hours on Oderus' wounds, stitching up the hole in his shoulder, and giving him natural herbal medicine designed to ease the pain.
Days passed and Oderus was finally back on his feet, and ready for action. He became one of the villages mighty warriors, using the fearsome Lig sword and many other Kaleesh weapons. He trained with the other Kaleesh, eventually forming a friendly bond with another Outcast, Durk'hun. It was time, the warriors assembled and marched towards their new conquest. The trip took four days and three stops, but finally, the enemy Village was in sight, time for the carnage. The attack was actually a surprise attack, the enemy village had no clue that they were coming, and were not ready to fight back. Oderus razed through the village, killing men, woman, and children, he didn't care who died, as long as he fulfilled his lust for blood and battle.
As he finished maiming the Kaleesh villager, he quickly realized, this place seemed very familiar! So familiar in fact, that he actually looked closely at the body he mutilated, it was Flattus, one of his closest friends! He realized, this was his Old village, the one he was exiled from! He cried out, everything connected to his former life was dead, he now decided, he could never find happiness in relationships with others, but he will find happiness in death and mayhem! He happily trampled around the village, joyfully setting fire to the huts, pillaging the wealth, and doing other evil deeds that should not be done. He was in heaven, he had killed so many others, he had lost count. The night was still young, and there was much 'celebrating' to do back at the other village.
Days passed, with much 'fun', and tons of killing, Oderus killed other Kaleesh in raids against weaker villages, and took part in pillaging the spoils. He was also infamous for devouring the corpses if the slain enemies and carving trinkets out if their bones. Anyways, he was living the high life, but things were getting slightly dull around the village, he needed something...better to do with his life, and that's a cue for the Sith Empire. The Sith arrived on a stormy night in 3615, one large warship descended on the lush Planet of Kalee, and set up a large outpost near his village.
Oderus liked these 'Sith', they had a lust of violence and bloodlust that vastly exceeded his own, he wanted to find out more... So he traveled to the Sith's landing site, to sign up for the Sith Military, and tried to prove himself as a capable warrior. A few minutes later about 12 other warriors arrived to join the Sith as well. They were all given the normal garb as of the grunts of the Military, and trained in the recently constructed training camp, until a transport could arrive, and soon it did. A large Sith transport arrived and ferried the warriors and other military into space, and dropped them off in a nearby Thanatos Class Dreadnought.
He was shipped offworld, along with about 12 other Kaleesh warriors, but Oderus quickly established dominance in the Kaleesh group. The Thanatos class Dreadnought quickly entered Hyperspace, heading to some unknown location, but Oderus would find out soon enough.
Life on the Dreadnought was boring, everything looked the same, the walls, ceilings, and floors, same old boring grey, Oderus prayed that this trip would be over soon.
23 Standard days later
The large ship burst out of hyperspace, slowly halting to a stop above a large planet, smaller ships orbiting around it. The Sith Imperials informed Oderus and the other warriors that they had reached Bastion, a large scale training facility in the Outer Rim, and that they would be stationed here until they were sure they could be trusted, and become acceptable fighters in the Sith military.
A large shuttle dropped Oderus and another handful of recruits on a massive Training Instillation in the Northern part of Bastion, dubbed 'Eighth Lock', Where either you succeed, or you die trying. Oderus' Squad commander was a muscular Lt. from Kuat, Marc Desseron, and he absolutely hated Non-Humans, and Oderus especially, along with a Gand named Boyral, who hated Oderus as well.
Oderus' training was tough, tougher than the others thanks to his trainer's extreme dislike of him, but that only made Oderus stronger, and not to mention angrier towards Marc, and he swore that he would kill him some time or another. During the intense training, which involved gun use (nothing hard bout that), obstical courses, and various other cardiac and running exercises, used to try to increase one's endurance and agility. Oderus was confronted by Boyral, who challenged him to a fight at high noon, which Oderus quickly agreed to, he was certain he could wipe the floor with Boyral's soon to be mangled body.
The two met on said battleground at the highest noon available on the planet, and they wasted no strength on taunts or insults, they got right down to fighting, punches and kicks flying madly. For all you people who thought Oderus would win...prepare to be surprised, Oderus got his ass kicked, and was the laughingstock of the entire Military Academy. Oderus hated that he lost to the Gand, but he swore that he would get him back...somehow...
As the years of boring, sameold, sameold, training passed, Oderus graduated the academy as a Lieutenant of the Sith Military Regiment, the 637th, or 'Scumdogs'. He was shipped offworld on the Thanatos class dreadnaught, Leviathan with the 637th, and traveled deeper into the Galaxy. He traveled to the Outer Rim, where the ship orbited over the watery blue planet of Mon Calamari. The Scumdogs were dispatched to the planet, to siege the capital city, Coral City, but the local natives would not make it easy. During the invasion, two of the drop craft carring about 30 troopers each were destroyed by the Mon Calamarian Insurgence during the first landing, which left only three craft which actually landed.
Oderus and the 637th trudged onward, fending off guerilla attacks from the Mon Calamarian population, and their vicious underwater mounts. Many troopers lost their lives, but the 637th finally reached the islands above the city and set the drop point beacon, and the invasion truly began. Ships roared down from orbit, carrying troopers, artillery, along with a dozen or so assault craft. Oderus battled alongside others in the ocean against the Mon Calamarians, even with the Gand. Suddenly, a explosion echoed above them, and a destroyed gunboat slammed into the water, and quickly sunk towards them. Oderus and the others managed to clear the path before it was going to hit, but the Gand fell behind and was caught by the sinking vessel. The Gand pleaded for help when Oderus arrived. The Gand pleaded for Oderus to help him, but Oderus chuckled and shook his head, and slashed his sword against the Gand's oxygen supply, and he quickly drowned.
The war on Mon Calamari was long, and costly, and the small Sith attack force was forced to retreat, with a rather unpleasant kaleesh with them, but then a larger attack force took hold of the planet. Oderus still awaits the time where he can be called upon again to serve the Sith. He also trained in various melee weapons, but his favorite melee weapon was a large machete like sword dubbed 'Lick'. He still awaits the day that he can be called on to destroy the enemies if the SITH!!!!
Password: Bylgia!?!!?
RP Sample: Far in the Outer Rim, on the peaceful plains of Naboo, TERROR HAS ARRIVED!!!!!! Yes Terror, A small Sith Fleet has exited hyperspace near the system, and has unleashed the dogs of war on the peaceful planet, sending massive landing ships, filled to the brim with droi- I mean...Sith Soldiers. The large landing ships unleashed hundreds of soldiers, and dozens of tanks on the once peaceful plains, all heading to the capital city.
" Man, What the hell type of planet is this? Is it all forest and plains? Damn this is boring..." Oderus Urungus slowly trudged onward, his sword 'Lick' on his back, and his rifle situated in his hands, another dozen or so troopers behind him, on their way to war. He could see the beautiful city of Theed (i think that's the capital) in the distance, and he couldn't wait to tear the populace to shreads, to hear their screams as he tears them a new a- " Sir? " " Agh, What? I was having a nice vision..." " We're approaching the City Sir...Should we send the tanks in first? " " But...if we send them in first, what's gonna be left for us to destroy? We'll head in first with the Tanks as our cover, let's go! " And so, Oderus Urungus rushed into battle, gun blazing, tanks firing shells of pure plasma, his men (kinda) following him into the heat of battle. Oderus would make sure they won this day, or he would hang himself...wait, no he wouldn't He's Oderus! HE ALWAYS WINS!
Department: Army
Rank: Lieutenant
Name: Oderus Urungus
Race: Kaleesh
Age: 38
Height: 1.9 Meters
Weight: 213
Birth place: Kalee
Appearance: Oderus appears like any old Kaleesh, reptilian, tall, overall scary. He stands a mighty 1.9 meters, because of the thermal pits under his eyes, Oderus could see in the dark. Tusks protruded from his upper jaw, and shorter ones jutted from his chin. He wore two massive pauldrons on his shoulders, both in the shape of a human skull, with large blades extending from the middles. He also wears large bracers on each arm, adorned with spikes, he wears no gloves what so ever. He also wears large armored lower armor, which covers his legs and lower torso, made from durasteel, with a cortosis weave. He also wears a gray and black metallic Kaleesh mask, which acts as a helmet, concealing his entire head. His eyes are also yellow, and what little hair he has is a dark tan/brown, his skin is also a reddish brown.
Personality: Oderus is a...odd fellow. He doesn't take anything seriously, making everything seem like a joke. He is also obscure, always making rude or unnecessary comments about others, even his own teammates! He's also violent, making him a vicious warrior to face in combat. He also doesn't care what happens on the battlefield, as long as he sheds blood, whether it be Republic blood, Mando blood, or even Sith blood.
Skills:
Driving Skills: Oderus can pilot a Seige Tank into battle.
Sword-use: Oderus can wield his massive sword, 'Lick' with ease.
Mechanics: Oderus is able to repair vehicles and some weapons.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 3
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 1
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 6
Alignment: -3
Bio: Oderus was born on a dark and stormy day on the planet Kalee in 3639 BBY. When he was born, he tried to fight against the Kaleesh doctors (or whatever they had), kicking and screaming more than the usual newborn would. They quickly corralled him, and he was calmed down sometime later. During his early years, Oderus fought amongst the other young Kaleesh, urging fights, and randomly beating up other young-ones. He would always denounce others, whenever something happened, Oderus would always say something different happened, Usually when it involves himself. Throughout his early years he was continued to be abused and neglected by his mother and father, the latter usually beating Oderus senseless. His family never fed him, so he had to learn how to hunt and kill animals for substenance, and he stole water from other Kaleesh, which he was usually caught doing, and was beaten by his father some more.
At the age of 10 he had enough of his abusive father, and stood up for himself the next time a beating came around, and used all of his pent up rage to beat his father to near death, for his father wasn't truely tough or strong, he just bullied his wife and son. A few days later Oderus decided he was done with his entire family, and torched his house, and ran away into the wild. He arrived sometime later at a larger village, and hid away there, becoming a street urchin, and thief. He continued to live off meager scraps and dirty water, and at the age of 16 he left the village, for he knew he would accomplish nothing if he stayed, and so he journeyed far and wide, searching for a new place to call home.
During his journey he was suddenly attacked by a rather territorial Mumuu who perceived him as a threat. Oderus was weaponless, so his chances of actually killing the Mumuu, slim to none, but he was not determined to do so. He quickly rolled out of the way of the charging Mumuu, and tried to escape the enraged beast, but alas the creature was too fast for the kaleesh. The Mumuu trampled over Oderus, knocking him silly, but he wouldn't give up! He would persevere through the bleeding, and escape the damned beast.
He slowly staggered to his feet, to just see the massive Mumuu ram into him again! This time, he was flung into a sharp, and oddly placed, broken tree, the large sharp wood impaling his shoulder, leaving him stuck there as the beast turned around, and charged again. It seemed like the end of Oderus, but thankfully he was saved. Spears whizzed through the air, planting themselves deep into the Mumuu's hide, and it was quickly felled. The last thing Oderus saw before he lost consciousness, was armed Kaleesh slowly emerging all around him, and then...blackness.
He awoke some time later in a Mumuu hide hut, his shoulder bandaged, and his wounds beginning to heal up nicely, but he was still sore, and he probably broke a few ribs too. He slowly propped himself up, and studied his surroundings. A normal hut, nothing special, but there seemed to be noise coming from outside the tent. He quickly staggered out of bed, and hobbled to the door, and peered out. Outside, there was dozens of Kaleesh, armed and preparing for what seemed like war, probably with another tribe, it was common on Kaleesh.
He approached a abnormally large Kaleesh, and asked him what the hell was going on. The Kaleesh replied crudely, they were preparing to conquer the nearby village of Ktuh'khan. Oderus asked if he could join in the violence, but was sadly refused, that he needed to heal from his injuries. Oderus gave up and returned to his tent, where stared at the ceiling in boredom. The sounds of war quickly faded away, and Oderus began to daydream about the battle, until his pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the doctor. The doctor worked for hours on Oderus' wounds, stitching up the hole in his shoulder, and giving him natural herbal medicine designed to ease the pain.
Days passed and Oderus was finally back on his feet, and ready for action. He became one of the villages mighty warriors, using the fearsome Lig sword and many other Kaleesh weapons. He trained with the other Kaleesh, eventually forming a friendly bond with another Outcast, Durk'hun. It was time, the warriors assembled and marched towards their new conquest. The trip took four days and three stops, but finally, the enemy Village was in sight, time for the carnage. The attack was actually a surprise attack, the enemy village had no clue that they were coming, and were not ready to fight back. Oderus razed through the village, killing men, woman, and children, he didn't care who died, as long as he fulfilled his lust for blood and battle.
As he finished maiming the Kaleesh villager, he quickly realized, this place seemed very familiar! So familiar in fact, that he actually looked closely at the body he mutilated, it was Flattus, one of his closest friends! He realized, this was his Old village, the one he was exiled from! He cried out, everything connected to his former life was dead, he now decided, he could never find happiness in relationships with others, but he will find happiness in death and mayhem! He happily trampled around the village, joyfully setting fire to the huts, pillaging the wealth, and doing other evil deeds that should not be done. He was in heaven, he had killed so many others, he had lost count. The night was still young, and there was much 'celebrating' to do back at the other village.
Days passed, with much 'fun', and tons of killing, Oderus killed other Kaleesh in raids against weaker villages, and took part in pillaging the spoils. He was also infamous for devouring the corpses if the slain enemies and carving trinkets out if their bones. Anyways, he was living the high life, but things were getting slightly dull around the village, he needed something...better to do with his life, and that's a cue for the Sith Empire. The Sith arrived on a stormy night in 3615, one large warship descended on the lush Planet of Kalee, and set up a large outpost near his village.
Oderus liked these 'Sith', they had a lust of violence and bloodlust that vastly exceeded his own, he wanted to find out more... So he traveled to the Sith's landing site, to sign up for the Sith Military, and tried to prove himself as a capable warrior. A few minutes later about 12 other warriors arrived to join the Sith as well. They were all given the normal garb as of the grunts of the Military, and trained in the recently constructed training camp, until a transport could arrive, and soon it did. A large Sith transport arrived and ferried the warriors and other military into space, and dropped them off in a nearby Thanatos Class Dreadnought.
He was shipped offworld, along with about 12 other Kaleesh warriors, but Oderus quickly established dominance in the Kaleesh group. The Thanatos class Dreadnought quickly entered Hyperspace, heading to some unknown location, but Oderus would find out soon enough.
Life on the Dreadnought was boring, everything looked the same, the walls, ceilings, and floors, same old boring grey, Oderus prayed that this trip would be over soon.
23 Standard days later
The large ship burst out of hyperspace, slowly halting to a stop above a large planet, smaller ships orbiting around it. The Sith Imperials informed Oderus and the other warriors that they had reached Bastion, a large scale training facility in the Outer Rim, and that they would be stationed here until they were sure they could be trusted, and become acceptable fighters in the Sith military.
A large shuttle dropped Oderus and another handful of recruits on a massive Training Instillation in the Northern part of Bastion, dubbed 'Eighth Lock', Where either you succeed, or you die trying. Oderus' Squad commander was a muscular Lt. from Kuat, Marc Desseron, and he absolutely hated Non-Humans, and Oderus especially, along with a Gand named Boyral, who hated Oderus as well.
Oderus' training was tough, tougher than the others thanks to his trainer's extreme dislike of him, but that only made Oderus stronger, and not to mention angrier towards Marc, and he swore that he would kill him some time or another. During the intense training, which involved gun use (nothing hard bout that), obstical courses, and various other cardiac and running exercises, used to try to increase one's endurance and agility. Oderus was confronted by Boyral, who challenged him to a fight at high noon, which Oderus quickly agreed to, he was certain he could wipe the floor with Boyral's soon to be mangled body.
The two met on said battleground at the highest noon available on the planet, and they wasted no strength on taunts or insults, they got right down to fighting, punches and kicks flying madly. For all you people who thought Oderus would win...prepare to be surprised, Oderus got his ass kicked, and was the laughingstock of the entire Military Academy. Oderus hated that he lost to the Gand, but he swore that he would get him back...somehow...
As the years of boring, sameold, sameold, training passed, Oderus graduated the academy as a Lieutenant of the Sith Military Regiment, the 637th, or 'Scumdogs'. He was shipped offworld on the Thanatos class dreadnaught, Leviathan with the 637th, and traveled deeper into the Galaxy. He traveled to the Outer Rim, where the ship orbited over the watery blue planet of Mon Calamari. The Scumdogs were dispatched to the planet, to siege the capital city, Coral City, but the local natives would not make it easy. During the invasion, two of the drop craft carring about 30 troopers each were destroyed by the Mon Calamarian Insurgence during the first landing, which left only three craft which actually landed.
Oderus and the 637th trudged onward, fending off guerilla attacks from the Mon Calamarian population, and their vicious underwater mounts. Many troopers lost their lives, but the 637th finally reached the islands above the city and set the drop point beacon, and the invasion truly began. Ships roared down from orbit, carrying troopers, artillery, along with a dozen or so assault craft. Oderus battled alongside others in the ocean against the Mon Calamarians, even with the Gand. Suddenly, a explosion echoed above them, and a destroyed gunboat slammed into the water, and quickly sunk towards them. Oderus and the others managed to clear the path before it was going to hit, but the Gand fell behind and was caught by the sinking vessel. The Gand pleaded for help when Oderus arrived. The Gand pleaded for Oderus to help him, but Oderus chuckled and shook his head, and slashed his sword against the Gand's oxygen supply, and he quickly drowned.
The war on Mon Calamari was long, and costly, and the small Sith attack force was forced to retreat, with a rather unpleasant kaleesh with them, but then a larger attack force took hold of the planet. Oderus still awaits the time where he can be called upon again to serve the Sith. He also trained in various melee weapons, but his favorite melee weapon was a large machete like sword dubbed 'Lick'. He still awaits the day that he can be called on to destroy the enemies if the SITH!!!!
Password: Bylgia!?!!?
RP Sample: Far in the Outer Rim, on the peaceful plains of Naboo, TERROR HAS ARRIVED!!!!!! Yes Terror, A small Sith Fleet has exited hyperspace near the system, and has unleashed the dogs of war on the peaceful planet, sending massive landing ships, filled to the brim with droi- I mean...Sith Soldiers. The large landing ships unleashed hundreds of soldiers, and dozens of tanks on the once peaceful plains, all heading to the capital city.
" Man, What the hell type of planet is this? Is it all forest and plains? Damn this is boring..." Oderus Urungus slowly trudged onward, his sword 'Lick' on his back, and his rifle situated in his hands, another dozen or so troopers behind him, on their way to war. He could see the beautiful city of Theed (i think that's the capital) in the distance, and he couldn't wait to tear the populace to shreads, to hear their screams as he tears them a new a- " Sir? " " Agh, What? I was having a nice vision..." " We're approaching the City Sir...Should we send the tanks in first? " " But...if we send them in first, what's gonna be left for us to destroy? We'll head in first with the Tanks as our cover, let's go! " And so, Oderus Urungus rushed into battle, gun blazing, tanks firing shells of pure plasma, his men (kinda) following him into the heat of battle. Oderus would make sure they won this day, or he would hang himself...wait, no he wouldn't He's Oderus! HE ALWAYS WINS!
