Hand of the Fates
NAME: Sergeant Omen the Arc Trooper
FACTION: Not a part of any existing faction but is ready and willing to start a new life in one if it fits his needs and/or philosophy.
RANK: Known as a Sergeant in the old GAR.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20 in Clone years
SEX: Male
Sexuality: Bi-curious/open to both genders
HEIGHT: 6 feet even.
WEIGHT: 185 pounds
EYES: Under his helmet, he sports two eyes, one fake dark green and one black
HAIR: His hair is a military buzzcut, colored the same as his dark green eye
SKIN: Tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: Being cloned from the mixed Fett and Falon Grey DNA lines, Omen often has random force prophecies brought to him in his sleep. The Clone also the potential for force powers but needs to be trained in order to use them.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
Omen is an experienced fighter and tracker plus being a bomb disposal expert.
He also is a very creative person who likes to customize whatever possible.
He can play the Bes'Bev if he needs entertainment so there is that for a definite plus. He always had had a love for music and often plays tunes in his helmet to enjoy or to help him focus on the task at hand.
Can use the force to focus his firepower on a certain part of the body or an item
Weaknesses:
Omen has lost one eye and has a glass one instead, limiting his vision
If or when he gets out of cryo, he will also have temporary blindness due to carbonite sickness.
He also has little to no knowledge of this new, transformed galaxy around him leaving him clueless about the advancements in the 800 years he has been frozen.
After abandoning his brothers, he is a little mentally unstable, often going in suicidally if he thinks his brothers will forgive him with that action for leaving them behind. This makes him prone to acting out in animalistic rage and or suicidally charging his enemy.
Tends to not like talking in big groups and really isn't the most charismatic speaker out there. Would take playing his flute alone by a lake or building a bomb over a dinner party.
The trooper can be domineering at times if he wants others to take on an objective on the battlefield.
APPEARANCE:
Has a scar through his green eye from a hot piece of metal lodging itself through his helmet and into his face, causing him to lose his natural eye. His legs and arms were also replaced with his arms housing a combat knife hidden inside wiring and a Bes'bev in the other.
BIOGRAPHY:
Omen was first deployed as a Bomb Disposal Trooper within the 41st Elite Corps of the 3rd Sector Army. He was placed at the 3rd Army’s headquarters on Chandrila. He dealt with any threats inside the base that would arise but mostly just waited and thought about the life and path he was “made” to take and how much he wanted to make his own path, how he felt sad whenever he looked at families walking together, how he felt alone even amongst millions of brothers. To make matters worse, he started getting nightmares of him and others around him dying over and over again, ending with him waking up screaming and pillows being thrown to shut him up. The best he could curl up and wait for the day to come. His fellow troopers started to call him Omen because of his sad outlook on life and the nightmares he went through each night. This omen he displayed would come true soon enough, leaving a pond of blood in its wake.
One day, a bomb threat filtered down for Omen. Some separatist leaning nerf herder had thought it was a bright idea to stuff det packs into one of the headquarters holo tables. This same nerf herder also booby-trapped the panel so when Omen opened up the main access panel the whole building (due to additional det packs hidden on the building's supports) collapsed around him. While he would survive long enough to be pulled from the wreckage, both his arms and his legs would have to be amputated and replaced with cybernetics after being crushed by falling debris. He would also lose his left eye which would be replaced with a green fake one. Hundreds of clone soldiers, military contractors, and citizen workers would also die in the same blast and the base would be under a dusty haze for days. This event would also prove Omen’s nightmares were able to come eerily true.
Omen would prove extremely lucky in that his broken body wasn’t thrown in the waste bin, instead, he was trained into being an ARC trooper, the best individual soldier the GAR could offer. He would eventually execute missions in sabotage, infiltration, information gathering, and leading his fellow 41st Elite Corps troops into battle across the Outer and Mid rim. His efforts would be acknowledged in a promotion to Sergeant but his outlook however would remain dim as he heard the regs joke about “Hey, maybe if I fail as hard as him, I’ll get to be an ARC trooper too”. He was constantly dealing with depression stemming from failing to do what he was trained to do, leaving hundreds dead when he had survived. In addition, dreams of him being trapped in an inescapable cage caused him, even more, worry and grief and again this dream would come true.
As evening fell on Kashyyyk, Omen hunted a Trandosian Warlord and his band who were raiding local villages and taking the local wookies captive. As he stalked through the underbrush with his camo armor and his trusty DC-15X sniper rifle, a bear trap clamped around his leg. He would groan in pain before falling silent as a stun round made him collapse to the ground. The Trandosian decided to freeze his prey and leave his armor on display for all to see how he, the Great Kymu Kaz, had captured one of the best-trained troopers to exist.
The warlord soon left for home with his private slave-ship, jumping to hyperspace with a smile on his scaly lips. That smile would change to a frown and then a scream of panic as the hyperspace generator died and the stars around the ship turned into a meteor shower. The Warlord and his crew abandoned the vessel quickly after that, the escape pods setting out for Trandosha. The vessel however got through the shower unscathed and is now just floating in space, waiting for anyone to claim it as a prize.
SHIP:
Depending on the definition of owning, the ARC currently is on a Trandoshan Slaveship which he has renamed the "Tortured Rebirth". The ship is equipped with two rotary chainguns and one chin-mounted. turbolaser. It has the engine power to go 65 MGLT and has 1.25 power hyperdrive with a Class 12 backup. With packets of chaff available, the ship can dump and run at a moments notice and escape into hyperspace. May or may not be trashed.
Inside is a Mark 2 Mandolarian Viper snub fighter nicknamed "The Flying Mythosaur", customized with folding wings to make it fit better in the cargo hold of the Slaveship and a killer paint job that sports the open mouth of a Mythosaur with flames shooting out towards the front of the craft. A Q7 named Q7-U7 is the fighter's primary astromech droid and is capable of assisting in hyperspace calculations in the freighter via an astromech port in the center of the cockpit that Omen installed.
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Weapons:
BR-6B Verpine Shatter Battle Rifle
LRH-5A Sidearm
KILLS:
No PC kills
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
No Bounties Collected
FACTION: Not a part of any existing faction but is ready and willing to start a new life in one if it fits his needs and/or philosophy.
RANK: Known as a Sergeant in the old GAR.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20 in Clone years
SEX: Male
Sexuality: Bi-curious/open to both genders
HEIGHT: 6 feet even.
WEIGHT: 185 pounds
EYES: Under his helmet, he sports two eyes, one fake dark green and one black
HAIR: His hair is a military buzzcut, colored the same as his dark green eye
SKIN: Tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: Being cloned from the mixed Fett and Falon Grey DNA lines, Omen often has random force prophecies brought to him in his sleep. The Clone also the potential for force powers but needs to be trained in order to use them.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
Omen is an experienced fighter and tracker plus being a bomb disposal expert.
He also is a very creative person who likes to customize whatever possible.
He can play the Bes'Bev if he needs entertainment so there is that for a definite plus. He always had had a love for music and often plays tunes in his helmet to enjoy or to help him focus on the task at hand.
Can use the force to focus his firepower on a certain part of the body or an item
Weaknesses:
Omen has lost one eye and has a glass one instead, limiting his vision
If or when he gets out of cryo, he will also have temporary blindness due to carbonite sickness.
He also has little to no knowledge of this new, transformed galaxy around him leaving him clueless about the advancements in the 800 years he has been frozen.
After abandoning his brothers, he is a little mentally unstable, often going in suicidally if he thinks his brothers will forgive him with that action for leaving them behind. This makes him prone to acting out in animalistic rage and or suicidally charging his enemy.
Tends to not like talking in big groups and really isn't the most charismatic speaker out there. Would take playing his flute alone by a lake or building a bomb over a dinner party.
The trooper can be domineering at times if he wants others to take on an objective on the battlefield.
APPEARANCE:
Has a scar through his green eye from a hot piece of metal lodging itself through his helmet and into his face, causing him to lose his natural eye. His legs and arms were also replaced with his arms housing a combat knife hidden inside wiring and a Bes'bev in the other.
BIOGRAPHY:
Omen was first deployed as a Bomb Disposal Trooper within the 41st Elite Corps of the 3rd Sector Army. He was placed at the 3rd Army’s headquarters on Chandrila. He dealt with any threats inside the base that would arise but mostly just waited and thought about the life and path he was “made” to take and how much he wanted to make his own path, how he felt sad whenever he looked at families walking together, how he felt alone even amongst millions of brothers. To make matters worse, he started getting nightmares of him and others around him dying over and over again, ending with him waking up screaming and pillows being thrown to shut him up. The best he could curl up and wait for the day to come. His fellow troopers started to call him Omen because of his sad outlook on life and the nightmares he went through each night. This omen he displayed would come true soon enough, leaving a pond of blood in its wake.
One day, a bomb threat filtered down for Omen. Some separatist leaning nerf herder had thought it was a bright idea to stuff det packs into one of the headquarters holo tables. This same nerf herder also booby-trapped the panel so when Omen opened up the main access panel the whole building (due to additional det packs hidden on the building's supports) collapsed around him. While he would survive long enough to be pulled from the wreckage, both his arms and his legs would have to be amputated and replaced with cybernetics after being crushed by falling debris. He would also lose his left eye which would be replaced with a green fake one. Hundreds of clone soldiers, military contractors, and citizen workers would also die in the same blast and the base would be under a dusty haze for days. This event would also prove Omen’s nightmares were able to come eerily true.
Omen would prove extremely lucky in that his broken body wasn’t thrown in the waste bin, instead, he was trained into being an ARC trooper, the best individual soldier the GAR could offer. He would eventually execute missions in sabotage, infiltration, information gathering, and leading his fellow 41st Elite Corps troops into battle across the Outer and Mid rim. His efforts would be acknowledged in a promotion to Sergeant but his outlook however would remain dim as he heard the regs joke about “Hey, maybe if I fail as hard as him, I’ll get to be an ARC trooper too”. He was constantly dealing with depression stemming from failing to do what he was trained to do, leaving hundreds dead when he had survived. In addition, dreams of him being trapped in an inescapable cage caused him, even more, worry and grief and again this dream would come true.
As evening fell on Kashyyyk, Omen hunted a Trandosian Warlord and his band who were raiding local villages and taking the local wookies captive. As he stalked through the underbrush with his camo armor and his trusty DC-15X sniper rifle, a bear trap clamped around his leg. He would groan in pain before falling silent as a stun round made him collapse to the ground. The Trandosian decided to freeze his prey and leave his armor on display for all to see how he, the Great Kymu Kaz, had captured one of the best-trained troopers to exist.
The warlord soon left for home with his private slave-ship, jumping to hyperspace with a smile on his scaly lips. That smile would change to a frown and then a scream of panic as the hyperspace generator died and the stars around the ship turned into a meteor shower. The Warlord and his crew abandoned the vessel quickly after that, the escape pods setting out for Trandosha. The vessel however got through the shower unscathed and is now just floating in space, waiting for anyone to claim it as a prize.
SHIP:
Depending on the definition of owning, the ARC currently is on a Trandoshan Slaveship which he has renamed the "Tortured Rebirth". The ship is equipped with two rotary chainguns and one chin-mounted. turbolaser. It has the engine power to go 65 MGLT and has 1.25 power hyperdrive with a Class 12 backup. With packets of chaff available, the ship can dump and run at a moments notice and escape into hyperspace. May or may not be trashed.
Inside is a Mark 2 Mandolarian Viper snub fighter nicknamed "The Flying Mythosaur", customized with folding wings to make it fit better in the cargo hold of the Slaveship and a killer paint job that sports the open mouth of a Mythosaur with flames shooting out towards the front of the craft. A Q7 named Q7-U7 is the fighter's primary astromech droid and is capable of assisting in hyperspace calculations in the freighter via an astromech port in the center of the cockpit that Omen installed.
Approved Starship - “Kodashi” Viper MKII
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION Intent: Create an updated version of the Mandalorian Viper. Image Source: https://www.syfy.com/syfywire/new-infograph-charts-the-fastest-sci-fi-ships-in-the-universe Canon Link: N/A Permissions: N/A Primary Source: Mandalorian Viper PRODUCTION INFORMATION...
Weapons:
BR-6B Verpine Shatter Battle Rifle
LRH-5A Sidearm
KILLS:
No PC kills
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
No Bounties Collected
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