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Character Bob the Builder

BOB THE BUILDER

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NAME: Bob
FACTION: N/A
RANK: Builder
SPECIES: Rakata, aka the Builders
AGE: 26,002 (appears 30)
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 154lbs
EYES: Orange
HAIR: None
SKIN: Pale tan to bronze

FORCE SENSITIVE: Impossible

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Bob is a Builder. He builds things.
If it's fixable, Bob can fix it. Can we fix it? Yes we can. Except for that time machine. That thing's toast. OR IS IT?!?!
Bob has been thrown through time. Your ways confuse and frighten him. Still, a spanner is a spanner.
Bob is unflaggingly optimistic and terribly arrogant.
Tries to use slang, and latches on to fads in an effort to try and be cool and current. Doesn't understand why his favorite music is no longer available on portable media devices.

APPEARANCE:
Bob has a cone-shaped head with two eyes sticking out the sides, and rows of frighteningly sharp teeth. Bob seems to be rather unique, considering the Rakata were thought to have gone extinct nearly 2,000 years ago. He still looks good, though.

BIOGRAPHY:
Bob worked on the Mother Machine on Belsavis in an effort to try and restore the Rakata's connection to the Force. That was a pretty good gig. But what Bob was really working on was a time machine. His goal was to go back in time far enough to try and isolate a large enough group of Rakata to achieve a viable breeding species ahead of the plague. Unfortunately, a small miscalculation accidentally caused by a song and dance number within the ship caused the time machine to move forward in time rather than back, and by quite a lot.

All might not have been lost, except that Bob's time machine landed in the middle of a fierce firefight between rival factions throwing Force-powers, ordnance, and high explosives around.

Now trapped in the present time, Bob and his crew hire themselves out as engineers, construction supervisors, designers, a pop band, and occasionally strippers when things get tight.

SHIP:
Lofty, a sentient Transport Warship
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