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Character S19-W68

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NOTE: I know its the epitome of stubbornness, but I refuse to RP in anything related to the Mouse's episodes VII-IX, due to the fact that there's no proper worldbuilding or even basic in-universe history in any way, shape or form (as of 2018). EU and the occasional fanon only for me.



Name: S19-W68



Faction: Independent



Rank: N/A



Droid Classification: S19-Series astromech droid - 2nd-degree droid



Age: 16



Sex: Masculine programming



Height: 4'0



Weight: 125 lbs.



Build: A metal, box-like chassis filled with standard astromech implements atop a single cylindrical tread.



Photoreceptor color: Sky blue.



Trim color: Red



Chassis color: Gray



Force Sensitivity: No



Occupation: Spy, slicer, information broker and thief, primarily.



Strengths:



Computer Expertise: S19-W68's initial programming, which he has expanded upon over the years, involved his working with computers of all kinds (navigational, agricultural, police and, at one point, a military police compound) running diagnostics and working with software of every sort to root out problems, monitor statuses, maintain connections, download and hard-copy from the Holonet and analyze incoming and outgoing data, regardless of what type of system he was interfacing with. Due to never having his memory wiped and as a result of his access to all kinds of different forms of information, this strangely-developed "hunger" for data has only grown over his years of existence, and the droid, lacking conscience and being generally ignored or unfairly restrained, in some instances, has decided that theft is the most effective means to fuel his crusade for more data to "feed on" and analyze - the entire Galaxy, other droids and all organics are nothing more then a means to that end...



Forged Identities: Several moderately-successful information brokers work specifically and ONLY via hologram - the aged, respirator-bound Cerean Je-Yor-Balev, the stuttering Duros Alka Lihto and the blind Amani known only as the Recorder - and each of them is a well-fabricated lie akin to one of the more realistic characters in a hologame or holonovel. At the other end of a multi-encrypted connection, S19-W68's scomp link is connected, manipulating the holograms of these characters and maintaining their records with every session of information sales, usually of an illegal nature, with those on the Galaxy's black market having little suspicion of who their contact really is.



Starfighter Interface: The continued abundance of astromech data ports all across the Galaxy in general, to say nothing of the trillions of smaller starships that contain data ports for the wildly popular and seemingly timeless astromech droids, will ensure that S19-W68 will never run out of replacement starships to take as benefits him for decades to come - maybe even centuries!



Remorseless: The lack of any sort of ethics-related programming can lead to a droid capable of ignoring those pathetic social constraints that organics refer to as "good" and "evil", respectively. Raw data and input about the logical processes of machines and the natural, inorganic composition of all things, from the stars to the smallest atomic elements that compose the rules that the machines operate on, are the only valuable and timeless things that give the cosmos meaning, unlike the brief, pathetic lives of the organics and their messy, irrational forms of existence.



Fear the Machine: By careful modulation and, with the right data ports in the right companies, foundries or military installations, S19-W68 can override access and command codes with enough time and data crunching, thereby setting all of the installation's non-astromech droids on a rampage against all organics in an area, serving as the perfect distraction for the retrieval of certain information or to flee when necessary.



Weaknesses:



Aloof: S19-W68 was merely left to his tasks with little input or interaction from his many owners, beyond what was necessary for his functional parameters. This fact, combined with usually being the sole droid on any particular property, has honed the machine's personality to become so independently-minded that the droid has begun to view others as unnecessary for much of anything - after all, who need an organic's or even another droid's company when the right electronic data will get one knowledge of a new computer system's workings, or else access to an area where such unprocessed information is stored for the droid to collect?



Soulless Machine: Countless uncaring, temporary owners and the tendency to be overlooked even by other droids over the years have resulted in this odd rogue being so used to operating by himself that S19-W68 probably couldn't see the underlying meaning in a constant, caring friend or even any sort of alliance beyond a temporary one.



Droid Superiority Complex: While there have been instances where droids have come to view themselves as superior to organics (Such as IG-88A), this little forgotten astromech has achieved a whole new level of dispassion compared to droids with similar personality quirks, as S19-W68 seems to show as little concern for other droids as he has for the handful of organics he has murdered during his existence.



Appearance: A box-shaped gray astromech with red trim and a single sky blue photoreceptor rolls past the room's sole armored guard, though it lacks the standard "dual-legged" form of the other, more famous R2-series models. Instead, a single cylindrical tread serves to move the machine along. Ceasing its movements, the box swivels atop the tread to face the room's sole organic, and the cold glow of its sky-blue photoreceptor shines in the dimly-lit computer room. The Stormtrooper, for his part, cannot help but suppress a shiver as he watches the droid, though he doesn't bother to level his blaster at the machine. No cheerful beeps, boops or shrill whistling exclamations in binary emerge from this droid - it is absolutely silent as it watches him. If the guard were a superstitious man, he would swear that the machine in front of him may even be malicious by nature...



Biography:



Alignment: Neutral Evil



Voice Example: Is this really necessary?



Equipment: holorecorder, standard tool kit items inside chassis, astrogation buffer with five pre-programmed destinations, retractable dual-blaster cannon above photoreceptor.



Standard Tool Kit Contents: electroshock probe, fusion cutter, hydrospanner, laser welder, power calibrator, probe sensors, sonic welder and vibrocutter.



Ship: A rusted, ugly and fading SoroSuub Cutlass-9 patrol fighter stolen from his previous owner, a miserly Iktotchi brewmaster on Corulag. The ship is armed with four laser cannons and a 360-degree autoturret.



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