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Deranged Madman Seeks Threads, Treads and Mad Respect

So, last time I posted one of these, I was a right gobshite and I didn't actually end up doing anything with it. So this time, with *hopefully* no more invasions, I'll actually get something up, because now I have a severe deficit of threads. Anyways, here's the deal, I just want to expand out a little. Y'know, get out of the little writing bubble I've got going on, and elaborate on my characters in a setting where killing people isn't what they have to do.

You got three flavours of character to choose from:

[member="Carlyle Rausgeber"]​
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Homeworld: Dosuun, Avalonia
Age: 47
Height: 6'3
Hair Colour: Greying brunette
Affiliation: First Imperial Navy
Rank: Admiral
Story: Carlyle is an eccentric admiral who has served in Galaxy changing battles like that of Castameer, and Kaeshana. He has an impressive string of victories under his belt, but what he doesn't have is much of a social life. He's married to the job as it were.
Looking for: Social threads, diplomatic threads, nearly any threads you throw at me.

[member="Rexus Wenck"]:​
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Homeworld: Dosuun, Avalonia
Age: 25
Height: 6'2
Hair Colour: Dirty Blonde
Affiliation: First Order Auxiliary
Rank: Lowest on the ladder.
Story: Once the captain of one of the most infamous stormtrooper platoons within the First Order, Rexus Wenck was riding high until the First Order's defeat at Skor, where his unit was reprimanded and then decimated for the excessive use of toxic gas, which killed hundreds of furries. Needless to say, this shook Rexus, and now he was pressed into the auxiliary, unable to pay for the company he kept, nor his booze.
What He's Looking For: Adventure. Rexus is an a-hole to say the least. And given his new liberties as an auxiliary member, and the need to now fund his own equipment, he's taken up mercenary work to try and to ensure he survives the next conflict he's sent out on.


[member="Ignatius Rausgeber"]​
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Homeworld: Dosuun, Avalonia
Age: 22
Height: 5'8
Hair Colour: Brunette
Affiliation: First Order Security Bureau/Diplomatic Office
Rank: Agent
Story: A mothers boy who grew up unable to fight, or play with the other kids thanks to his limp, Ignatius Rausgeber grew up a bookworm. He spent his time learning the languages of Wild Space, and is fluent in twelve languages, and sixteen dialects. He's something of a fragile ego, after losing his mother during the war, and often puts his own body on the line to prove himself worthy. He's often found around diplomatic tables, as an aid to negotiators, his mission to catalogue data, and read the body language of opponents, to try and gauge weaknesses.
Looking For: Diplomacy, that's where Ignatius is most likely found. Also, would be up for social stuff, since I'd like to write him coming out of his shell a bit.
 

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