Character Connor Strobrac

[Eocin Chiyat]

"I resent the implication, my good sir. This is a genuine Rakatan Battle Wand - and it still works! Now, I didn't exactly buy it, which is why it comes so cheap."
- Connor selling a fake and stolen artefact.​

GENERAL
Name: Connor Strobrac
Species: Near-Human
Birthplace: Fool's Haven (Shadowport)
Affiliation: The Almighty Credit.
Height: 1.85 metres
Age: Late Twenties

PERSONALITY
Traits: Greedy, Opportunistic, Lazy.
Tropes: Honest John's Dealership
Theme Song: Do Bad Well

TRAITS & FLAWS

• Eye for Profit: Connor knows how to recognise and exploit opportunities.
• It Just Works: Connor's great at restoring junk to so-so functionality.
• Scam Artist: Connor's a pathological liar with a lot of enemies.

CONNECTIONS

• Why hello there, can I interest you in the opportunity of a lifetime?

POSSESSIONS

• The Lurid Lute, a Luminary-class Light Explorer of dubious provenance. Heavily altered layout; mobile home and place of business.
• Specialised Earpiece; secure communications, incl. to slave-rigged droids. Inbuilt View Masker functionality.
• B1RDv3, mechanical companion. v1 and v2 'got sent to a farm on Alderaan'.
• A truly egregious number of fake IDs and various phoney degrees.

BIOGRAPHY
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[Eocin Chiyat]

#	Type	Title	Location	Participants	▼/▲/▶
1	First Reply	No Refunds	Somewhere	Nathan Bloodscrawl	▼
2	Private	Founding of Bacta Works	Near Epica	Nathan Bloodscrawl	▼

 

[Eocin Chiyat]

This is what an Obliterator is supposed to look like. Much like with McYoda burgers, results may vary.​

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

• Intent: A real gunship for real men. No refunds.
• Image Source: Surprise Attack by Zachary Tullsen
• Canon Link: N/A
• Permissions: N/A
• Primary Source: Inspiration Source

PRODUCTION INFORMATION

• Manufacturer: The Trickster's Sleeve | Dubious Outer Rim Shipyards
• Affiliation: Brave and Handsome Warriors
• Market Status: Open-Market
• Model: Obliterator-class Gunship
• Production: Limited
• Material: Durasteel

TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS

• Classification: Gunship, emphasis on gun.
• Length: 22(ish) metres
• Width: 34(ish) metres
• Height: 8(ish) metres
• Armament: Extreme
  
  • [2] Light Dual Turbolasers
  • [6] Torpedo Batteries
• Defences: Low
• Squadron Count: None | 1
• Manoeuvrability Rating: High
• Speed Rating: Very High
• Hyperdrive: Class 2(ish)

STANDARD FEATURES

• Obliterators have most standard features. They do not have unmanly additions like safe escape pods and reliable electronics.

ADVANCED SYSTEMS

• Hardly, but if you find any cool gadgets just plug them in. Compatability issues? Just try it and see what works, you wimp.

STRENGTHS & 'STRENGTHS'

• Violence Incarnate: Our best and brightest couldn't strap more guns on this beast if they tried - what more could you ask for?
• Freedom Incarnate: We reject the tyranny of so-called 'safety standards' and the hegemonistic hogwash that is quality control.

DESCRIPTION
Safety standards are a fraud perpetuated by Big Government so that their corporate cronies can sell more 'seatbelts', 'hardhats', and 'hyperdrive regulators'. As if real men care about safety when there are enemies to be killed!

Enter the Obliterator, a gunship that is violence incarnate. What it lacks in radiation shielding, reliable inertial compensators, and sound regulation (you know the engine's giving it all when you can barely hear your own screams), it more than makes up for with sheer unadulterated firepower. All of which is directed forward, because only cowards and women turn their back towards an enemy in need of killing.

If its massive amounts of firepower are insufficient to prevent a boarding action, fear not, the Obliterator has you covered - instead of stashing your tools of war in an out-of-the-way armoury, weapon racks are available everywhere. Even (no, especially!) the refresher. The enemy will know they fethed up when they see the mad glint in your eyes and the cold steel in your hands, but at that point it will already be too late.

After extensive testing and feedback, a solution to unwanted customs inspections was included. A final solution, you might say, as we mounted a directional detonator in the airlock - simply flip the switch and whichever miscreant is currently occupying it will be splattered all over the walls.

(NB! All references to gender are swapped when marketing to societies and species where women are considered more reckless/violent.)​