Robert Praxon
Character
NAME: Robert Praxon
FACTION: New Republic
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 25
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 1.8m/6'2ft
WEIGHT: 86kgs/190lbs
EYES: Green
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Absolutely not
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STRENGTHS:
PT Stud - Simply put, if there were a poster boy for physical fitness within the New Republic Army, it would be Robert. Lean but densely muscled Robert is both deceptively strong and fast for his size. Coupling this with his obscene levels of stamina make long marches and extended combat scenarios a breeze.
Where the Range at? - Having gone through the military academy of the armed forces and graduated with honors it would be expected that Robert be an exceptional marksmen. Scoring perfectly in his qualification with both rifles and side arms Robert is a particularly skilled soldier when it comes to sharp shooting.
WEAKNESSES:
Untested - Simply put, Robert only graduate from the academy weeks ago and has never seen actual combat before, making him not only susceptible to the shock of the true nature of galactic warfare, but also grossly inadequate when it comes to tactics and strategy with the simple drills and formations he has learned as a junior officer.
Hold my Beer - Like nearly all junior officers, Robert is far too excited and over confident in his abilities, ready to prove himself at the drop of a hat and show the higher ups what hes made of, hunting for a promotion.
APPEARANCE:
Robert is a tall, lean, heavily muscled man with a thick beard that most would likely claim was out of regulation. Luckily for him however he had the brains to become an officer, thus avoiding such trivial things entirely. Smooth skin and a bright toothy smile betrays Robert as a soft and untested man, but given his training, hes likely tougher than he looks, if only by a little.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born and raised on Carida Robert led a very simple life for the vast majority of it. Son of a bank manager and stay at home mom he had very few interests besides sports and his education. Graduating from a prestigious university he eventually decided to join the military academy on the planet. Over the next few months Robert was tested in every capacity, or so he thought, and excelled far above his peers in most respects. This gave him a self confidence he had never had before, and one that would lead him down the path of graduating top of his class. Receiving a lucky coin from his instructors and sent packing with many things expected of him he has found himself preparing himself for his first deployment with his very first platoon beneath him.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
FACTION: New Republic
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 25
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 1.8m/6'2ft
WEIGHT: 86kgs/190lbs
EYES: Green
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Absolutely not
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STRENGTHS:
PT Stud - Simply put, if there were a poster boy for physical fitness within the New Republic Army, it would be Robert. Lean but densely muscled Robert is both deceptively strong and fast for his size. Coupling this with his obscene levels of stamina make long marches and extended combat scenarios a breeze.
Where the Range at? - Having gone through the military academy of the armed forces and graduated with honors it would be expected that Robert be an exceptional marksmen. Scoring perfectly in his qualification with both rifles and side arms Robert is a particularly skilled soldier when it comes to sharp shooting.
WEAKNESSES:
Untested - Simply put, Robert only graduate from the academy weeks ago and has never seen actual combat before, making him not only susceptible to the shock of the true nature of galactic warfare, but also grossly inadequate when it comes to tactics and strategy with the simple drills and formations he has learned as a junior officer.
Hold my Beer - Like nearly all junior officers, Robert is far too excited and over confident in his abilities, ready to prove himself at the drop of a hat and show the higher ups what hes made of, hunting for a promotion.
APPEARANCE:
Robert is a tall, lean, heavily muscled man with a thick beard that most would likely claim was out of regulation. Luckily for him however he had the brains to become an officer, thus avoiding such trivial things entirely. Smooth skin and a bright toothy smile betrays Robert as a soft and untested man, but given his training, hes likely tougher than he looks, if only by a little.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born and raised on Carida Robert led a very simple life for the vast majority of it. Son of a bank manager and stay at home mom he had very few interests besides sports and his education. Graduating from a prestigious university he eventually decided to join the military academy on the planet. Over the next few months Robert was tested in every capacity, or so he thought, and excelled far above his peers in most respects. This gave him a self confidence he had never had before, and one that would lead him down the path of graduating top of his class. Receiving a lucky coin from his instructors and sent packing with many things expected of him he has found himself preparing himself for his first deployment with his very first platoon beneath him.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A