Become the Crisis
ONOR DANT
NAME: Onor DantFACTION: Black Sun Syndicate
RANK: Information Broker
SPECIES: Kubaz
AGE: 46
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 1.8 m
WEIGHT: 54 kg
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Dull Brown
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
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STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES:
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PERSONALITY:
Onor Dant is not a nice person. It's just not in him. People annoy him, animals annoy him, and he just doesn't trust droids. He is a swirling vortex of pure, resplendent hatred for everyone and everything in the whole, wide Galaxy. For this reason, Onor hardly ever speaks. Why would he? He doesn't have anything nice to say to anyone, so he might as well keep to himself to avoid getting on anyone's bad side, at the very least. Onor prefers to keep his distance, speaking only when spoken to and, even then, only in as short a sentences as possible. Onor wants for one thing in life: to make enough Credits that he can simply be left alone and not have to deal with anyone ever again.
BIOGRAPHY:
Once upon a time, on a world called Kubundi, there was a Kubaz with no friends. Dissatisfied with his lot in life, Onor strived to change his social standing. It never worked, and oftentimes lead to public humiliation, being chastised, and just plain getting into trouble. Onor tried to be nice, tried to be helpful, tried to be a good person. And for his efforts, more often than not, he was treated like dirt in the worst sense of the phrase. Every attempt to do good for himself or someone else not only ended in failure, but often backfired. Faced with this constant negativity, Onor grew to become a very hateful, spiteful individual. He fell in with criminals, but they didn't really care for him either, so Onor went solo after awhile; got into holonet crime and other unscrupulous activities. He found that he had a knack for it.
So that was when he started exacting revenge on those who he perceived to have wronged him at some point in his life. Businesses crumbled, families were torn apart, gruesome suicides were committed. Onor didn't derive pleasure from these acts, it was just something he felt needed to be done.
Once he was done with that, Onor packed his things and joined up with the Black Sun to continue his trade and hopefully make some more money.
SHIP & EQUIPMENT:
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SHIP:
Porax-38 Starfighter. Nothing fancy here, folks, move along. Maybe he'll get something nicer later.
EQUIPMENT:
- DL-44 Blaster Pistol
- Wrist Comlink
- Uh, other... Spy stuff. Yeah.
HISTORY:
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Hey, nothing's happened yet.
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KEY:
- [XX] Denotes the roleplay that the underlying events took place in on the numbered list of roleplays below.
- [TBC] Denotes a roleplay that has yet to be concluded.
- [C] Denotes a roleplay that has been concluded.
- [E] Denotes the events below happened outside of a posted thread.
LISTS:
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KILLS:
[01] Name - Cause of Death
[02] Name - Cause of Death
[03] Name - Cause of Death
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[07] Name - Cause of Death
[08] Name - Cause of Death
[09] Name - Cause of Death
[10] Name - Cause of Death
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
[01] Name - Credits
[02] Name - Credits
[03] Name - Credits
[04] Name - Credits
[05] Name - Credits
[06] Name - Credits
[07] Name - Credits
[08] Name - Credits
[09] Name - Credits
[10] Name - Credits
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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