Revenchent
Dungeon Master
I tried to update it..and...well, this happened. http://starwarsrp.net/topic/20227-calico-cc-247/ Any possible way to fix it?
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Danger Arceneau
The Widow
Calico CC-247
Play-bys
Concord Armor
Katarn Armor
Out of Armor
Beskar
Faction
Confederacy of Independent System
Rank
Chieftain of Tal'verda
Species
As human as a human is going to get. Fett Clone, one of the originals.
Age
This one is a little tough to answer. Biologically, Twenty-Eight. Technically, somewhere in his mid Nine Hundreds.
Gender
Male...unless carbonite has even more side effects than previously thought.
Height
Six-One, a little over average for the standard Clone Genome.
Weight
Two-zero-four to be exact, outside of the armor. Don't ever ask him about it though. Weight issues, getting old, y'know.
Eyes
A very dark, very dull shade of dark brown.
Hair
Dark brown, though it has begun to gray at the temple. It is kept cropped short and up in the front.
Skin
Generally fair, though it is marred with white marks where the carbonite freezing killed the skin.
Force Sensitivity
About as sensitive as a rock. Not a magic monk rock, mind you. A kick-on-your-way home-on-a-bad-day kind of rock.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Oh goodness, so many.
Weaknesses (It's a lot)
Extreme sensitivity to light. He wears a dimming helmet, but bright lights can give him things ranging from headaches to violent seizures without a dimming visor.
Dulled senses. A few centuries of carbonite freezing, under scrutinous care or not, tends to strain the bodily reactions of an individual.
Inability to operate most modern technology. He's old, he wasn't around for a long time. It explains itself.
He burns through calories at an extremely fast rate with thanks to his extended metabolism. If he isn't shooting, he's eating.
Now for the he-doesn't-suck-that-bad-part. Strengths.
A general knowledge of the past, from a firsthand point of view. Particularly the majority of the Clone Wars.
Very, very good at learning new things. The majority of ARC candidates possessed extremely intelligent minds.
He happens to be a pretty good shot with the ancient DC-17 Rifle. Too bad its so outdated.
He looks good in tight pants.
Calico is Vong Shaped per the CIS augmentations. The wide arrange of force powers have no affect on him, and he cannot be sensed within the force. (Force Lightning still hurts, as well as throwing objects through telekinesis.)
Appearance
CC-247 is a strong independent soldier who don't need no Jedi. He stands taller than the average human. His ARC selected genome resulted in a relatively larger body than the normal human would have, though he is no giant. His features are sharper than his former counterparts as a result of an engineering mishap. His hair is, as stated before, cropped short, his beard his kept trimmed at most times, and is usually seen in either the ancient combat armor of his time, or boring gray jackets and ugly black pants. He isn't ugly, but he isn't too remarkable either.
Biography
(The best part. I love these.)
Calico was born in a tube. Not a fun tube, like the kind of tube filled with gel food or other gel things. No, RC-247 was born in a big biological womb with the rest of his brothers. He was created under the Beta ARC Clone Genome, designed to create loyal, proactive soldiers designed to go off and do dangerous, sometimes stupid things all by their lonesome.
Calico filled in his slot as a candidate faithfully until the age of two. At that time, it became apparent that his genome had mutated. His features were slightly sharper than his brothers. His sense of devoted loyalty mildly lesser than the others; a very fatal flaw on Kamino. The imperfect blemish on the Kaminoans flawless genetic reputation could not be allowed such a privilege within the ARC Corps. In fact, he wasn't fit to live. Luckily for the child, one of the Cuy'val Dar--the training sergeant of the Clone military machine-- came to his aid.
With more than a little begging and veiled threats, Calico was put into the RC, or Republic Commando program. There, he excelled despite his genetic impurities, and was selected to lead a squad of his own. Promoted to the NCO rank of Sergeant, RC-247 served from Geonosis to the battle of Coruscant. His squad wasn't the most remarkable, paling in comparison to the exploits of famous teams such as Delta, Omega, or Hollow Squad; but they were more than capable commandos.
It was to this end, that Fox Squad was deployed to investigate the freighter Abounding near the explosive end of the galactic conflict. The reasoning behind their deployment was redacted, and the squad didn't admit to really caring. It was just business, after all. Upon infiltration of the vessel; the team's ex-fill was detonated mid flight. Stranded, the team fell under attack by spider like, yet unidentifiable droids.
The details following are vague at best. Fox squad was overpowered, and at some point, place under carbonite freezing.
Several centuries later, Calico was released by one of the spider like droids, revealing itself to be an organic 'collector'. It, and its counterparts, had frozen and studied hundreds of organics throughout millenia. To Calico's dismay, he learned that his team had not survived so very many years in stasis; even though they had been cared for intensely like himself.
The Commando struck out of the droids, and was quickly pacified with a nerve toxin. Calico was forced to watch as the droids loaded him, his armor, and his weapons, into a small pod, and jettisoned him in the lower atmosphere of Coruscant.
Calico is still completely lost; lacking his bearing completely. Resolved to learn where these droids had come from, why he had been ordered to investigate them, and why they had studied him, the Commando began to wander the galaxy in search of...anything to really help him.
In recent times. Calico reunited with RC-252 Galaar and their pilot Kage. The three clones joined the CIS military and were 'Vong Shaped' becoming effectively unaffected by the force. For a time, Calico led the Dread Guard 117th Clone Army under Colonel Isley Verd.
After a number of victories across the galaxy, and with the need of someone to fulfill the position, Calico was named Grand Marshal of the CIS military. He lead the entire armed force of the Confederacy of Independent Systems with conviction.
Time went on, and Calico grew disgruntled with the Confederacy. He resigned his position, and took off with his family to found the Liberty Concord.
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Roleplays by Chronological Order
Welcome to the Galaxy!
A talk between brothers.
The Dread Guard
The First Mission
The Dread Guard Crusade Begins
Forced To Lead The Fleet
Liberating Sriluur
Celebrating What We Fought For
Not One To Sit On His Shebs...
Helping the Bathrobe Brigade
A Moment of Weakness
Foreigners On Our Land
Bounty Hunter
Mandalorian
Operation: Weedkiller
A Short Break
A Jog Gone...Odd
The Grand Marshal's Fist
Sticky Politics
A Change Of Pace
A Taste Of Salt In The Air
Mask Of Madness: Insurrection
Mask Of Madness: Finale
Bedside Memories: Order 66
Just By Chance....
My Son
Forming An Alliance
Wake Up Ner'Vod
The Aging Cure
Desertion
Play-bys
Concord Armor
Katarn Armor
Out of Armor
Beskar
Faction
Confederacy of Independent System
Rank
Chieftain of Tal'verda
Species
As human as a human is going to get. Fett Clone, one of the originals.
Age
This one is a little tough to answer. Biologically, Twenty-Eight. Technically, somewhere in his mid Nine Hundreds.
Gender
Male...unless carbonite has even more side effects than previously thought.
Height
Six-One, a little over average for the standard Clone Genome.
Weight
Two-zero-four to be exact, outside of the armor. Don't ever ask him about it though. Weight issues, getting old, y'know.
Eyes
A very dark, very dull shade of dark brown.
Hair
Dark brown, though it has begun to gray at the temple. It is kept cropped short and up in the front.
Skin
Generally fair, though it is marred with white marks where the carbonite freezing killed the skin.
Force Sensitivity
About as sensitive as a rock. Not a magic monk rock, mind you. A kick-on-your-way home-on-a-bad-day kind of rock.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Oh goodness, so many.
Weaknesses (It's a lot)
Extreme sensitivity to light. He wears a dimming helmet, but bright lights can give him things ranging from headaches to violent seizures without a dimming visor.
Dulled senses. A few centuries of carbonite freezing, under scrutinous care or not, tends to strain the bodily reactions of an individual.
Inability to operate most modern technology. He's old, he wasn't around for a long time. It explains itself.
He burns through calories at an extremely fast rate with thanks to his extended metabolism. If he isn't shooting, he's eating.
Now for the he-doesn't-suck-that-bad-part. Strengths.
A general knowledge of the past, from a firsthand point of view. Particularly the majority of the Clone Wars.
Very, very good at learning new things. The majority of ARC candidates possessed extremely intelligent minds.
He happens to be a pretty good shot with the ancient DC-17 Rifle. Too bad its so outdated.
He looks good in tight pants.
Calico is Vong Shaped per the CIS augmentations. The wide arrange of force powers have no affect on him, and he cannot be sensed within the force. (Force Lightning still hurts, as well as throwing objects through telekinesis.)
Appearance
CC-247 is a strong independent soldier who don't need no Jedi. He stands taller than the average human. His ARC selected genome resulted in a relatively larger body than the normal human would have, though he is no giant. His features are sharper than his former counterparts as a result of an engineering mishap. His hair is, as stated before, cropped short, his beard his kept trimmed at most times, and is usually seen in either the ancient combat armor of his time, or boring gray jackets and ugly black pants. He isn't ugly, but he isn't too remarkable either.
Biography
(The best part. I love these.)
Calico was born in a tube. Not a fun tube, like the kind of tube filled with gel food or other gel things. No, RC-247 was born in a big biological womb with the rest of his brothers. He was created under the Beta ARC Clone Genome, designed to create loyal, proactive soldiers designed to go off and do dangerous, sometimes stupid things all by their lonesome.
Calico filled in his slot as a candidate faithfully until the age of two. At that time, it became apparent that his genome had mutated. His features were slightly sharper than his brothers. His sense of devoted loyalty mildly lesser than the others; a very fatal flaw on Kamino. The imperfect blemish on the Kaminoans flawless genetic reputation could not be allowed such a privilege within the ARC Corps. In fact, he wasn't fit to live. Luckily for the child, one of the Cuy'val Dar--the training sergeant of the Clone military machine-- came to his aid.
With more than a little begging and veiled threats, Calico was put into the RC, or Republic Commando program. There, he excelled despite his genetic impurities, and was selected to lead a squad of his own. Promoted to the NCO rank of Sergeant, RC-247 served from Geonosis to the battle of Coruscant. His squad wasn't the most remarkable, paling in comparison to the exploits of famous teams such as Delta, Omega, or Hollow Squad; but they were more than capable commandos.
It was to this end, that Fox Squad was deployed to investigate the freighter Abounding near the explosive end of the galactic conflict. The reasoning behind their deployment was redacted, and the squad didn't admit to really caring. It was just business, after all. Upon infiltration of the vessel; the team's ex-fill was detonated mid flight. Stranded, the team fell under attack by spider like, yet unidentifiable droids.
The details following are vague at best. Fox squad was overpowered, and at some point, place under carbonite freezing.
Several centuries later, Calico was released by one of the spider like droids, revealing itself to be an organic 'collector'. It, and its counterparts, had frozen and studied hundreds of organics throughout millenia. To Calico's dismay, he learned that his team had not survived so very many years in stasis; even though they had been cared for intensely like himself.
The Commando struck out of the droids, and was quickly pacified with a nerve toxin. Calico was forced to watch as the droids loaded him, his armor, and his weapons, into a small pod, and jettisoned him in the lower atmosphere of Coruscant.
Calico is still completely lost; lacking his bearing completely. Resolved to learn where these droids had come from, why he had been ordered to investigate them, and why they had studied him, the Commando began to wander the galaxy in search of...anything to really help him.
In recent times. Calico reunited with RC-252 Galaar and their pilot Kage. The three clones joined the CIS military and were 'Vong Shaped' becoming effectively unaffected by the force. For a time, Calico led the Dread Guard 117th Clone Army under Colonel Isley Verd.
After a number of victories across the galaxy, and with the need of someone to fulfill the position, Calico was named Grand Marshal of the CIS military. He lead the entire armed force of the Confederacy of Independent Systems with conviction.
Time went on, and Calico grew disgruntled with the Confederacy. He resigned his position, and took off with his family to found the Liberty Concord.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Roleplays by Chronological Order
Welcome to the Galaxy!
A talk between brothers.
The Dread Guard
The First Mission
The Dread Guard Crusade Begins
Forced To Lead The Fleet
Liberating Sriluur
Celebrating What We Fought For
Not One To Sit On His Shebs...
Helping the Bathrobe Brigade
A Moment of Weakness
Foreigners On Our Land
Bounty Hunter
Mandalorian
Operation: Weedkiller
A Short Break
A Jog Gone...Odd
The Grand Marshal's Fist
Sticky Politics
A Change Of Pace
A Taste Of Salt In The Air
Mask Of Madness: Insurrection
Mask Of Madness: Finale
Bedside Memories: Order 66
Just By Chance....
My Son
Forming An Alliance
Wake Up Ner'Vod
The Aging Cure
Desertion
Revenchent
Dungeon Master
Thankee 
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Updated for you.
Revenchent
Dungeon Master
@[member="Tefka"] Thank you, Lord and Savior.