BX-72967: Razor

[BX-72967-RAZOR]

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BX-72967
Razor - Independent Systems Droid Command​

Separatist Relic​

BASIC INFORMATION

• NAME: BX-72967
• DESIGNATION: Razor
• FACTION: The Confederacy
• RANK: Commando
• SPECIES: Droid
• AGE: Unspecified
• SEX: Masculine Programming
• HEIGHT: 1.91 meters
• WEIGHT: 85 kilograms
• EYES: White
• HAIR: ---
• SKIN: Charcoal
• FORCE SENSITIVE: Negative

STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES

1. Commando: The BX-series Droid Commando was designed as an elite, strike unit. As a result, BX-72967 is programmed with a plethora of combat routines, weapon protocols, and tactical operations.
   
2. Upgraded: Having been refurbished by the reconstituted Confederacy, BX-79267 has been fitted with a CZ-HKD Droid Brain. This significantly ramps up its processing abilities and allows for advanced combat modules, such as Lightsaber combat.
   
3. Fallible: Despite being a hardier variant of the B-series Combat Droid, the materials that make up BX-79267 are not invincible. It can withstand a few blaster bolts, but a solid grenade or lightsaber slash can bring it down.
   
4. Electricity: As a Droid, electrical-based assaults are especially effective; such as Force Lightning or Ion Weaponry.

APPEARANCE
BX-series Droid Commando

BIOGRAPHY

BX-79267 has withstood the test of time.

Originally, it was born during the Clone Wars era, where it was deployed against the Galactic Republic on a number of occasions. However. When the conflict drew to a close, the necessity for Droid units quickly evaporated. One by one, the Legions were silenced: until BX itself was scheduled for decommission. Like the totality of its unit, its memory banks were wiped of all sensitive or vital information. Then, it was disposed of. Fortune would have it that BX was not simply cast into a furnace to be melt down or recycled; but instead dumped on the formerly Separatist world Raxus Prime. There, for centuries, BX rested atop a heap of its fellow Commandos.

Until power returned to its systems.

BX-79267 awoke on Geonosis, with no knowledge or memory of how it got there. When it took its first steps, it realized that it could...think...faster. It demanded to know what had been done to it; and why. What had happened. Where was its unit? The Geonosian provided meager responses before sending the Droid back on the line. The year...was several hundred years after the battle of Yavin. BX-79267 had been salvaged and given a second chance at life. Centuries ago, it was thrown away...but these people...this Confederacy were responsible for its life. It gave it purpose. It gave it life.

And in BX's mind, it didn't matter if they asked for one thousand victories, it would prove itself worthy of this second chance. It would make itself too valuable to throw away again.