Good Ol' Scoundrel
NAME: Dash Farstar
FACTION: Himself
RANK: Smuggler
SPECIES: Human from Corellia
AGE: Late Twenties
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 176lbs
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
(+) Dash is a master escape artist
(+) Dash has a knack for piloting and spacefaring
(+) Dash is a rogue - he will cheat and lie to come on top.
(-) Dash has a flight before fight instinct; can achieve lightspeed with his feet.
(-) Dash cannot hit a target beyond his pistol's effective range. You'd think a coward like him would learn to fight from range.
(-) Dash is agile, but that's the extent of his hand-to-hand capabilities. He will get rocked like Not!Mcgregor by Not!Khabib.
APPEARANCE:
That guy right there, legs crossed up on the table like he owns the place. The Corellian cant's unmistakable just like his line of work. The smirk of a cheater and a liar, but chest is out so much you can't help but believe he'll make the run. The impish curve on his lips and soft scar across his eye tell you he will turn a blind side on whatever you want freighted across the stars - spice, guns, slaves, you name it. An R3 unit rolls up by his side and you can tell it's the only thing in the galaxy he trusts.
BIOGRAPHY:
Coronet street urchin, one of the horde of parentless child pickpockets roaming the streets in service to one rat king or another. The gutters were his home but the stars were his calling. There's a holoboard down by Coronet Spaceport flashing in bright neon - FarStar Initiative - Discovering New Frontiers. Picked his surname from there, cause every stand up guy needed one, right? Turns out, a few years down the line, it's another Farstar that's given him his name.
He reached for the stars, sneaking aboard Preigo's Travelling World of Wonder. Preigo the 100th decides not to vent the little scruffy-looking imp and keep him around. Childhood years spent trying to escape the rat king's clutches, it was only natural he became a master escape artist for the travelling the troupe. But no stand up guy runs around depending on other people.
Dash worked on a few smuggling crews before cheating his way to win his own YT-2400. He's been flying solo ever since...well, there's R3, too.
SHIP:
Empress Teta: A lightly modified YT-2400
DROID:
R3-V8: An R3 astromech unit.
FACTION: Himself
RANK: Smuggler
SPECIES: Human from Corellia
AGE: Late Twenties
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 176lbs
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
(+) Dash is a master escape artist
(+) Dash has a knack for piloting and spacefaring
(+) Dash is a rogue - he will cheat and lie to come on top.
(-) Dash has a flight before fight instinct; can achieve lightspeed with his feet.
(-) Dash cannot hit a target beyond his pistol's effective range. You'd think a coward like him would learn to fight from range.
(-) Dash is agile, but that's the extent of his hand-to-hand capabilities. He will get rocked like Not!Mcgregor by Not!Khabib.
APPEARANCE:
That guy right there, legs crossed up on the table like he owns the place. The Corellian cant's unmistakable just like his line of work. The smirk of a cheater and a liar, but chest is out so much you can't help but believe he'll make the run. The impish curve on his lips and soft scar across his eye tell you he will turn a blind side on whatever you want freighted across the stars - spice, guns, slaves, you name it. An R3 unit rolls up by his side and you can tell it's the only thing in the galaxy he trusts.
BIOGRAPHY:
Coronet street urchin, one of the horde of parentless child pickpockets roaming the streets in service to one rat king or another. The gutters were his home but the stars were his calling. There's a holoboard down by Coronet Spaceport flashing in bright neon - FarStar Initiative - Discovering New Frontiers. Picked his surname from there, cause every stand up guy needed one, right? Turns out, a few years down the line, it's another Farstar that's given him his name.
He reached for the stars, sneaking aboard Preigo's Travelling World of Wonder. Preigo the 100th decides not to vent the little scruffy-looking imp and keep him around. Childhood years spent trying to escape the rat king's clutches, it was only natural he became a master escape artist for the travelling the troupe. But no stand up guy runs around depending on other people.
Dash worked on a few smuggling crews before cheating his way to win his own YT-2400. He's been flying solo ever since...well, there's R3, too.
SHIP:
Empress Teta: A lightly modified YT-2400
DROID:
R3-V8: An R3 astromech unit.
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