Davin Jusik
TIE Bomber LT- DREX
NAME: Djark Slove
FACTION: First Order
Job: CLASSIFIED
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 25
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 210lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Mental
+Survivalist- Djark has an unshakable will to live, even in his darkest moments he will continue to pull through as long as air is still entering his body.
+Perceptive, Sceptical- Years of painful trial and error have taught him to always be on his guard. He will consider any avenue of thought if the logic matches up, personal relationships aside or prior history aside. Believes anyone is capable of anything.
-Attention Deficit Disorder- If Djark isn't careful his thoughts have a tendency to wander, causing all sorts of issues in everyday life. Racing thoughts, overly manic behavior, with pharmaceutical meth being the only "cure". Joy oh joy.
-Manic Depressive- Similar to Bipolar Disorder, Djark has spats where he's either incredibly giddy or incredibly down. The episodes are sporadic and since he's largely hid it from the military, untreated.
Physical
+Strong- Djark is naturally stronger than many humans his age enlisted in the TU Military. His frame/exercise routine only helps to compliment this in hand to hand situations.
+Hearing- Djark has the ears of someone who's freedom depended on whether he could hear a Police Officer creeping around a corner and who's life depended on the subtle sound a blaster makes when leaving it's holster.
-Eyesight- While not a horribly debilitating weakness, it is a weakness none the less. An uncorrected double astigmatism leaves his vision sub par if he doesn't have his glasses or contacts. He refuses corrective surgery on the grounds of "Let them cut into your fracking eyes."
-Cardio- As a smoker who naturally has to work to keep his run time at a certain level, Djark's PT stores as far as running is concerned remain barely above acceptable for TUASF standards. Other lifestyle choices do not help the issue.
Combat
+Short Controlled Bursts- Djark is a wicked shot with automatic blasters, of the assault rifle and submachine gun varieties.
+Sneaky Sneaky Sneaky- Djark's time as a cat burglar and procurer of rich peoples' creds have given him the edge when stealth is required.
+/-Hell of a medic- won't find one better from the rim. Has a natural instinct for it and paid attention during training. The drive to care for the injured sometimes puts his own life in danger if he isn't thinking rationally, which endangers both lives.
-Specialized- Won't catch him doing anything he hasn't been trained to do. The medic won't fly a gunship or commandeer a tank.
Personality: Cynical, sarcastic, bitter, loyal,has psychotic episodes, borderline antisocial personality disorder.
Biography: Born in Mos Espa to a pair of treasure seekers, Djark spent most of his youth system hopping with them while learning basic schooling from a protocol droid. The constant traveling left the young man with few friends and he learned to be content with himself as a result. Though his parents were moderately successful they still only just scrapped by with the constant expenses of ship maintenance and travel. The profession being what it was, and with his parents taking him on the occasional excursion, Djark developed a taste for thrill seeking at a young age. Constant scolding from his parents whenever he'd make a potentially dangerous climb or breeze past "No trespassing" signs only seemed to encourage the child.
This routine of adventure and schooling continued into his adolescence, until his parents decided to call it quits after a close shave with a Krayt Dragon, resettled on Tatooine and used what money they had to open a cantina. The lull in excitement drove Djark to steal as a sort of repetition of the excitement he felt while picking through ruins. As he grew older his appetite grew and he was eventually kicked out by his parents for his habit, which had become a job. He moved out and used his ill gotten gains to get a small place, from which he simply further expanded his work, evolving into a moderately successful burglar by age eighteen.
Djark continued onward into his twenties, gaining a reputation as one who could get things done before graduating to higher level heists. His relationship with his parents dropped off after they kicked him out as communication dwindled. The thief did have some reservations about what he was doing, but the thrill of it all and the material rewards overtook his sense of morality. Djark continued to have issues forming attachments and lived alone, dedicating himself to his work.
His work finally caught up with him the day after he turned twenty two. Djark had just finished cleaning out one of the more affluent real estate beings in Mos Espa when he heard the tell tale click of a blaster's safety switch. In an unlucky turn of events a local off duty cop happened through the area after a party and noticing an open door in the middle of the night, proceded to investigate. After couple months in and out of court the verdict was deemed guilty. The judge gave Djark the option to enlist or go to prison. Djark took the former and shipped off to training shortly after.
The thief had a rather rough time in Basic, often being singled out for his criminal background and occasionally beaten for insubordinate acts. After graduating Djark went exactly where the Military told him to. Criminals in on the rehabilitation program didn't have an option about which job they'd like. Since he did well with Medic training he was also voluntold to attend TUASF selection, which he by some miracle passed.
After creating an ultimately failed project, Djark fell into ill spirits with his TU Superiors. Slowly bucking authority even further until he eventually deserted, fleeing for Imperial Space and a new Life.
FACTION: First Order
Job: CLASSIFIED
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 25
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 210lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Mental
+Survivalist- Djark has an unshakable will to live, even in his darkest moments he will continue to pull through as long as air is still entering his body.
+Perceptive, Sceptical- Years of painful trial and error have taught him to always be on his guard. He will consider any avenue of thought if the logic matches up, personal relationships aside or prior history aside. Believes anyone is capable of anything.
-Attention Deficit Disorder- If Djark isn't careful his thoughts have a tendency to wander, causing all sorts of issues in everyday life. Racing thoughts, overly manic behavior, with pharmaceutical meth being the only "cure". Joy oh joy.
-Manic Depressive- Similar to Bipolar Disorder, Djark has spats where he's either incredibly giddy or incredibly down. The episodes are sporadic and since he's largely hid it from the military, untreated.
Physical
+Strong- Djark is naturally stronger than many humans his age enlisted in the TU Military. His frame/exercise routine only helps to compliment this in hand to hand situations.
+Hearing- Djark has the ears of someone who's freedom depended on whether he could hear a Police Officer creeping around a corner and who's life depended on the subtle sound a blaster makes when leaving it's holster.
-Eyesight- While not a horribly debilitating weakness, it is a weakness none the less. An uncorrected double astigmatism leaves his vision sub par if he doesn't have his glasses or contacts. He refuses corrective surgery on the grounds of "Let them cut into your fracking eyes."
-Cardio- As a smoker who naturally has to work to keep his run time at a certain level, Djark's PT stores as far as running is concerned remain barely above acceptable for TUASF standards. Other lifestyle choices do not help the issue.
Combat
+Short Controlled Bursts- Djark is a wicked shot with automatic blasters, of the assault rifle and submachine gun varieties.
+Sneaky Sneaky Sneaky- Djark's time as a cat burglar and procurer of rich peoples' creds have given him the edge when stealth is required.
+/-Hell of a medic- won't find one better from the rim. Has a natural instinct for it and paid attention during training. The drive to care for the injured sometimes puts his own life in danger if he isn't thinking rationally, which endangers both lives.
-Specialized- Won't catch him doing anything he hasn't been trained to do. The medic won't fly a gunship or commandeer a tank.
Personality: Cynical, sarcastic, bitter, loyal,has psychotic episodes, borderline antisocial personality disorder.
Biography: Born in Mos Espa to a pair of treasure seekers, Djark spent most of his youth system hopping with them while learning basic schooling from a protocol droid. The constant traveling left the young man with few friends and he learned to be content with himself as a result. Though his parents were moderately successful they still only just scrapped by with the constant expenses of ship maintenance and travel. The profession being what it was, and with his parents taking him on the occasional excursion, Djark developed a taste for thrill seeking at a young age. Constant scolding from his parents whenever he'd make a potentially dangerous climb or breeze past "No trespassing" signs only seemed to encourage the child.
This routine of adventure and schooling continued into his adolescence, until his parents decided to call it quits after a close shave with a Krayt Dragon, resettled on Tatooine and used what money they had to open a cantina. The lull in excitement drove Djark to steal as a sort of repetition of the excitement he felt while picking through ruins. As he grew older his appetite grew and he was eventually kicked out by his parents for his habit, which had become a job. He moved out and used his ill gotten gains to get a small place, from which he simply further expanded his work, evolving into a moderately successful burglar by age eighteen.
Djark continued onward into his twenties, gaining a reputation as one who could get things done before graduating to higher level heists. His relationship with his parents dropped off after they kicked him out as communication dwindled. The thief did have some reservations about what he was doing, but the thrill of it all and the material rewards overtook his sense of morality. Djark continued to have issues forming attachments and lived alone, dedicating himself to his work.
His work finally caught up with him the day after he turned twenty two. Djark had just finished cleaning out one of the more affluent real estate beings in Mos Espa when he heard the tell tale click of a blaster's safety switch. In an unlucky turn of events a local off duty cop happened through the area after a party and noticing an open door in the middle of the night, proceded to investigate. After couple months in and out of court the verdict was deemed guilty. The judge gave Djark the option to enlist or go to prison. Djark took the former and shipped off to training shortly after.
The thief had a rather rough time in Basic, often being singled out for his criminal background and occasionally beaten for insubordinate acts. After graduating Djark went exactly where the Military told him to. Criminals in on the rehabilitation program didn't have an option about which job they'd like. Since he did well with Medic training he was also voluntold to attend TUASF selection, which he by some miracle passed.
After creating an ultimately failed project, Djark fell into ill spirits with his TU Superiors. Slowly bucking authority even further until he eventually deserted, fleeing for Imperial Space and a new Life.