Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Name: Jebber Tarmin
Faction:Black Sun Syndicate
Age: 26
Occupation: Crime Boss
501st Rank: Gunnery Sergeant
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 230lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin: Darker than most of you people
Force Sensitive: Yes
Strengths and Weaknesses: Vet: Jebber has killed beings in service of the Empire on various worlds against many different combatants, many who were highly trained rebel operatives..
Mechanic: Because of his childhood, Jebber has an uncanny ability to repair anything mechanical, from starships to droids, his abilities extend far beyond most's.
PTSD: Jebber is disturbed more than he will ever admit, from both his criminal activities and what he's done in service to the Empire.
Sensitive: An introvert who cares more than he should, Jebber's career choice and his own violent actions and tendencies effect him more than even he realizes.
Personal History: Born to two poor mechanics in a mid level of Coruscant, Jebber grew up learning how to repair speeders and starships from a young age. His father (Kan), a former Stormtrooper also taught him some basic skills in the firing and maintenance of blaster rifles and blaster pistols. Despite the useful skills his father taught him, he was a raving lunatic, riddled with dementia and various other mental disorders caused by the use of experimental weapons around both himself and his unit. All of this was unbeknownst to both Jebber's mother (Mijn) and himself. As his father's mental state continued to decline the shop fell into a state of disrepair and was eventually closed. Kan was placed in a state run mental rehabilitation facility. At age 14 Jebber began to look for ways to help his mother, who took the occasional odd job, to help support the two of them. He found it in the Underworld.
Jebber eventually was forced to use his size and particular skill set to his advantage, hiring himself out as muscle for various street gangs. He continued like this with his mother for years, self educating himself through holo books and living in a small apartment with his mother. Though Mijn didn't like it, the money made by her son did keep them from being homeless, so she rarely objected to his work. His gangland exploits allowed him to live comfortably and take care of himself, forging the now sixteen year old into an adult.
After years of working for the gangs Jebber became disillusioned and wanted a purpose beyond living week to week and roughing up folk for gangsters. He decided to follow in his father's footsteps at the behest of his mother and at the age of nineteen enlisted in the Stormtrooper Corp. His mother never learned the true origin of her husband's mental illness. Jeb continued to send money to his mother throughout his career as a Stormtrooper.
Jebber participated in conflicts on Dantooine, Tatooine, and Naboo before being receiving specialized training to replace troopers lost on the Death Star. By this time he was already a veteran and because of his exceptional combat performance was reassigned to the 501st, the legendary unit nicknamed Vader's Fist. Jeb lived like a true trooper, loyal, unquestioning, and tough. He participated through much of the famous Galactic Civil War.
In the war's waning years, two months before The Battle of Endor to be precise, Jeb was put up for a special assignment that would take both him and his squad to the fringes of known galactic space, to help capture a rogue Officer. Being such a potentially lengthy mission the shuttle carrying the troopers was outfitted with cryo technology, allowing for them to remain dormant for the majority of the trip. Something went wrong.
After the rest of the crew had been put to sleep the only two remaining awake were the pilot and the co pilot, one who happened to be a rebel spy. Shortly before they were both supposed to put themselves to sleep the traitor made a fatal error, when he left a datapad were the other crewmember could access it, which he did almost jokingly. The result was a blaster fight which resulted in both being killed before a hyperspace coordinate could be punched in, leaving the troopers to drift in the cold black of space for untold eons.
Until now.
Personality:Loyal, Dutiful, Remorseful
Weapons: E-11, combat knife, various other tools of warfare
Rps:http://thegungancoun...on-a-Train-OPEN
http://thegungancoun...l-Military-Ball
http://thegungancoun...ng-Dantooine-TR
http://thegalacticem...e-Grass?page=-1
http://starwarsrp.ne...ur/#entry164345
http://starwarsrp.ne...on-of-dathomir/
http://starwarsrp.ne...dalorians-only/
http://starwarsrp.ne...ing-the-future/
http://starwarsrp.ne...e-things-we-do/
http://starwarsrp.ne...sairs-part-one/
http://starwarsrp.ne...eas-of-sadness/
Faction:Black Sun Syndicate
Age: 26
Occupation: Crime Boss
501st Rank: Gunnery Sergeant
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 230lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin: Darker than most of you people
Force Sensitive: Yes
Strengths and Weaknesses: Vet: Jebber has killed beings in service of the Empire on various worlds against many different combatants, many who were highly trained rebel operatives..
Mechanic: Because of his childhood, Jebber has an uncanny ability to repair anything mechanical, from starships to droids, his abilities extend far beyond most's.
PTSD: Jebber is disturbed more than he will ever admit, from both his criminal activities and what he's done in service to the Empire.
Sensitive: An introvert who cares more than he should, Jebber's career choice and his own violent actions and tendencies effect him more than even he realizes.
Personal History: Born to two poor mechanics in a mid level of Coruscant, Jebber grew up learning how to repair speeders and starships from a young age. His father (Kan), a former Stormtrooper also taught him some basic skills in the firing and maintenance of blaster rifles and blaster pistols. Despite the useful skills his father taught him, he was a raving lunatic, riddled with dementia and various other mental disorders caused by the use of experimental weapons around both himself and his unit. All of this was unbeknownst to both Jebber's mother (Mijn) and himself. As his father's mental state continued to decline the shop fell into a state of disrepair and was eventually closed. Kan was placed in a state run mental rehabilitation facility. At age 14 Jebber began to look for ways to help his mother, who took the occasional odd job, to help support the two of them. He found it in the Underworld.
Jebber eventually was forced to use his size and particular skill set to his advantage, hiring himself out as muscle for various street gangs. He continued like this with his mother for years, self educating himself through holo books and living in a small apartment with his mother. Though Mijn didn't like it, the money made by her son did keep them from being homeless, so she rarely objected to his work. His gangland exploits allowed him to live comfortably and take care of himself, forging the now sixteen year old into an adult.
After years of working for the gangs Jebber became disillusioned and wanted a purpose beyond living week to week and roughing up folk for gangsters. He decided to follow in his father's footsteps at the behest of his mother and at the age of nineteen enlisted in the Stormtrooper Corp. His mother never learned the true origin of her husband's mental illness. Jeb continued to send money to his mother throughout his career as a Stormtrooper.
Jebber participated in conflicts on Dantooine, Tatooine, and Naboo before being receiving specialized training to replace troopers lost on the Death Star. By this time he was already a veteran and because of his exceptional combat performance was reassigned to the 501st, the legendary unit nicknamed Vader's Fist. Jeb lived like a true trooper, loyal, unquestioning, and tough. He participated through much of the famous Galactic Civil War.
In the war's waning years, two months before The Battle of Endor to be precise, Jeb was put up for a special assignment that would take both him and his squad to the fringes of known galactic space, to help capture a rogue Officer. Being such a potentially lengthy mission the shuttle carrying the troopers was outfitted with cryo technology, allowing for them to remain dormant for the majority of the trip. Something went wrong.
After the rest of the crew had been put to sleep the only two remaining awake were the pilot and the co pilot, one who happened to be a rebel spy. Shortly before they were both supposed to put themselves to sleep the traitor made a fatal error, when he left a datapad were the other crewmember could access it, which he did almost jokingly. The result was a blaster fight which resulted in both being killed before a hyperspace coordinate could be punched in, leaving the troopers to drift in the cold black of space for untold eons.
Until now.
Personality:Loyal, Dutiful, Remorseful
Weapons: E-11, combat knife, various other tools of warfare
Rps:http://thegungancoun...on-a-Train-OPEN
http://thegungancoun...l-Military-Ball
http://thegungancoun...ng-Dantooine-TR
http://thegalacticem...e-Grass?page=-1
http://starwarsrp.ne...ur/#entry164345
http://starwarsrp.ne...on-of-dathomir/
http://starwarsrp.ne...dalorians-only/
http://starwarsrp.ne...ing-the-future/
http://starwarsrp.ne...e-things-we-do/
http://starwarsrp.ne...sairs-part-one/
http://starwarsrp.ne...eas-of-sadness/