Become the Crisis
NAME: Jason (Serial number: CS-5821)
FACTION: Galactic Republic
RANK: Lieutenant Colonel
SPECIES: Human/Clone
AGE: 38
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5' 8"
WEIGHT: 193 pounds
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS:
•He has a strong sense of duty. Being a clone, he has planted in him the will to go on until his mission is complete.
•A natural leader, he always winds up taking charge in a situation.
WEAKNESSES:
•He has constant flashbacks of his battles, rendering him immobile for short periods of time.
•After he finds out about his troops, he becomes severely independent and refuses to work with others.
SHIP: Modified Republic gunship he found abandoned on Utapau.
BIOGRAPHY:
Clone Trooper CS-5821 was created on Kamino with a specific purpose: To defend and protect the Republic. He wasn't anyone real special. Just another clone of the nefarious Jango Fett. He was trained the same, he shed blood the same as his brothers. Through his years of service, he was placed in the 212th leigon under General Kenobi and quickly rose in rank and fame. He wasn't as great as Commander Cody or Gree, but he had his recognition among the troops. Just a basic trooper. There was no reason why he didn't die. He should have.
The last thing he remembered was being stationed on Utapau. Apparently, the Jedi had finally found the whereabouts of the deviously cunning droid general, Grievous. If he was truly here, and the Jedi master could take him out, it would finally mean the end of the war. He was excited to say the least. Then the time came. The battle had begun, and he and his fellow troopers rushed into battle. It was a perfect ambush. Taking on the droids took little time, and they soon outnumbered them immensely. He ears over the comms that general Kenobi had taken care of Grievous. Then, he had gotten a holocall from Chancellor Phalphatine, telling all clones to execute order 66 and eliminate all Jedi. Smashing his holo, he refused. The first thing he intended to do was to rally the troops fiercely loyal to him and help out their general.
He was too late. Kenobi had been shot down, most likely dead on impact. However, if he was quick enough, he could still grab what loyal soldiers he had and rally against the traitors. The brave trooper never got the chance. Something had knocked him unconscious and taken him to a strange facility on the planet, where he was put into cryosleep. He was never seen again.
KILLS: None yet.
ROLE-PLAYS:
FACTION: Galactic Republic
RANK: Lieutenant Colonel
SPECIES: Human/Clone
AGE: 38
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5' 8"
WEIGHT: 193 pounds
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS:
•He has a strong sense of duty. Being a clone, he has planted in him the will to go on until his mission is complete.
•A natural leader, he always winds up taking charge in a situation.
WEAKNESSES:
•He has constant flashbacks of his battles, rendering him immobile for short periods of time.
•After he finds out about his troops, he becomes severely independent and refuses to work with others.
SHIP: Modified Republic gunship he found abandoned on Utapau.
BIOGRAPHY:
Clone Trooper CS-5821 was created on Kamino with a specific purpose: To defend and protect the Republic. He wasn't anyone real special. Just another clone of the nefarious Jango Fett. He was trained the same, he shed blood the same as his brothers. Through his years of service, he was placed in the 212th leigon under General Kenobi and quickly rose in rank and fame. He wasn't as great as Commander Cody or Gree, but he had his recognition among the troops. Just a basic trooper. There was no reason why he didn't die. He should have.
The last thing he remembered was being stationed on Utapau. Apparently, the Jedi had finally found the whereabouts of the deviously cunning droid general, Grievous. If he was truly here, and the Jedi master could take him out, it would finally mean the end of the war. He was excited to say the least. Then the time came. The battle had begun, and he and his fellow troopers rushed into battle. It was a perfect ambush. Taking on the droids took little time, and they soon outnumbered them immensely. He ears over the comms that general Kenobi had taken care of Grievous. Then, he had gotten a holocall from Chancellor Phalphatine, telling all clones to execute order 66 and eliminate all Jedi. Smashing his holo, he refused. The first thing he intended to do was to rally the troops fiercely loyal to him and help out their general.
He was too late. Kenobi had been shot down, most likely dead on impact. However, if he was quick enough, he could still grab what loyal soldiers he had and rally against the traitors. The brave trooper never got the chance. Something had knocked him unconscious and taken him to a strange facility on the planet, where he was put into cryosleep. He was never seen again.
KILLS: None yet.
ROLE-PLAYS: