Starsha Tavik
Heavy Metal
NAME: Starsha Tavik
FACTION: Tenloss
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 35
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.8m
WEIGHT: 80kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ Tough as Nails - Hardy and strong, Tavik is very fit and maintains her fitness as best as possible.
+ Heavy Metal - Trained and highly skilled as a Powered Armor pilot, Tavik is known for her command of the metal suits as well as the ability to push the suits to their limit, surprising many on both sides of any conflict.
+/- Imperialist/Nationalist - Formerly a member of a Selectivist group on Bespin, her political views changed drastically when things went badly during armed conflicts many years ago. Believing that one class should not reign supreme over all others, Tavik believes that the many must work in unison towards a single goal following a single leader or idea.
+/- Jaded - A survivor and a veteran, Tavik has seen and received her amount of personal and combat trauma. She does not hesitate in her orders, even if they may be unsavory for most, but that doesn't mean she won't have the occasional nightmare over it in the future, something she feels is a fair trade most days.
- Maimed - Badly injured in an armed clash on Bespin between a Selectivist group and the main government, Tavik sports a pair of prosthetic arms to replace the biological ones she lost in the fighting years ago.
- Memories and Grudges - Even though it was years ago, at times she can still remember the fighting on Bespin. This usually occurs when she fights over gas planets or on floating platforms in atmosphere generally. She also holds a grudge against the leader of the Selectivist cell she was a part of, believing the person to be solely responsible for throwing away the lives of many and for leading so many down a naive path to their doom. Tavik plans to set things right if she can should she ever meet her old leader in the fields of future battlefields.
APPEARANCE:
Tall, muscular, and blonde, Tavik is easily recognizable by her hair and build. She possesses a muscular frame and strong jawline, but what is most easily picked out are her prosthetic arms as she refuses synthflesh coatings on either one.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a poor family on Bespin, Tavik grew up learning the nuances of living on floating platforms and learning how Tibanna gas worked, was harvested, and handled. After her father passed in her teens, she worked on the platforms to support her aging mother and herself for many years until her mother fell ill and eventually passed as well.
Starsha kept working on the platforms, earning wages and a reputation as a hard and dedicated worker. She was eventually promoted to Foreman and given a section of her own to manage and oversee. Still, though, she felt like there was more to life than working the platforms endlessly. They provided main component materials for many, many products the galaxy used, both military and civilian, yet they were constantly trampled over and ill treated by those high above. She often spoke her mind, fighting for fair treatment of her workers which lead to a halt in her promotions and nearly left her jobless. Such actions caught the eye of a small cell of political activists on her platform, a group who followed a Selectivist agenda.
They made contact with Starsha who learned their goals and desires. Confident that their path was the right one, she threw herself wholeheartedly into the movement, even recruiting her work section into the cell. Lead by a charismatic demagogue by the name of Xue, the young platform worker and her followers prepared for the struggles to come.
The fighting was fierce, but initially successful. Platforms were taken and held, the labor movement waving the flag of victory as the last one fell. The jubilation was short lived, however, and when the hammer fell it fell with a vengeance.
Starsha was badly wounded and maimed in the initial onslaught, her work section almost entirely slaughtered to the man in the first few minutes of the bombardments. She spent the rest of the small conflict under medical care where her injuries were treated and her arms eventually replaced. When the movement ultimately emerged victorious, Starsha was indifferent knowing it would yet again be short lived. When the defeated corporate entities placed a bounty on their charismatic leader, Krasnaya Xue, Tavik realized it had all been for naught.
To her, it was a failed attempt at a naive dream. Xue had lead them down the wrong path where logic and reason gave way to zealotry and mindless fervor. There was no way for a society to progress where one class was believed to be the only true, worthwhile class of beings. Instead, all must work for towards a single cause, lead by a sole leader or idea. One goal, one path.
She left Bespin and disappeared for years. Reappearing as a Lieutenant in the Imperium military, she fought within their military for a number of years before retiring. Currently, she has found employment with Tenloss Security Forces as an Armored Infantry Pilot.
PROSTHETICS:
Left arm
Right arm
SHIP:
KILLS:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
FACTION: Tenloss
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 35
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.8m
WEIGHT: 80kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ Tough as Nails - Hardy and strong, Tavik is very fit and maintains her fitness as best as possible.
+ Heavy Metal - Trained and highly skilled as a Powered Armor pilot, Tavik is known for her command of the metal suits as well as the ability to push the suits to their limit, surprising many on both sides of any conflict.
+/- Imperialist/Nationalist - Formerly a member of a Selectivist group on Bespin, her political views changed drastically when things went badly during armed conflicts many years ago. Believing that one class should not reign supreme over all others, Tavik believes that the many must work in unison towards a single goal following a single leader or idea.
+/- Jaded - A survivor and a veteran, Tavik has seen and received her amount of personal and combat trauma. She does not hesitate in her orders, even if they may be unsavory for most, but that doesn't mean she won't have the occasional nightmare over it in the future, something she feels is a fair trade most days.
- Maimed - Badly injured in an armed clash on Bespin between a Selectivist group and the main government, Tavik sports a pair of prosthetic arms to replace the biological ones she lost in the fighting years ago.
- Memories and Grudges - Even though it was years ago, at times she can still remember the fighting on Bespin. This usually occurs when she fights over gas planets or on floating platforms in atmosphere generally. She also holds a grudge against the leader of the Selectivist cell she was a part of, believing the person to be solely responsible for throwing away the lives of many and for leading so many down a naive path to their doom. Tavik plans to set things right if she can should she ever meet her old leader in the fields of future battlefields.
APPEARANCE:
Tall, muscular, and blonde, Tavik is easily recognizable by her hair and build. She possesses a muscular frame and strong jawline, but what is most easily picked out are her prosthetic arms as she refuses synthflesh coatings on either one.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a poor family on Bespin, Tavik grew up learning the nuances of living on floating platforms and learning how Tibanna gas worked, was harvested, and handled. After her father passed in her teens, she worked on the platforms to support her aging mother and herself for many years until her mother fell ill and eventually passed as well.
Starsha kept working on the platforms, earning wages and a reputation as a hard and dedicated worker. She was eventually promoted to Foreman and given a section of her own to manage and oversee. Still, though, she felt like there was more to life than working the platforms endlessly. They provided main component materials for many, many products the galaxy used, both military and civilian, yet they were constantly trampled over and ill treated by those high above. She often spoke her mind, fighting for fair treatment of her workers which lead to a halt in her promotions and nearly left her jobless. Such actions caught the eye of a small cell of political activists on her platform, a group who followed a Selectivist agenda.
They made contact with Starsha who learned their goals and desires. Confident that their path was the right one, she threw herself wholeheartedly into the movement, even recruiting her work section into the cell. Lead by a charismatic demagogue by the name of Xue, the young platform worker and her followers prepared for the struggles to come.
The fighting was fierce, but initially successful. Platforms were taken and held, the labor movement waving the flag of victory as the last one fell. The jubilation was short lived, however, and when the hammer fell it fell with a vengeance.
Starsha was badly wounded and maimed in the initial onslaught, her work section almost entirely slaughtered to the man in the first few minutes of the bombardments. She spent the rest of the small conflict under medical care where her injuries were treated and her arms eventually replaced. When the movement ultimately emerged victorious, Starsha was indifferent knowing it would yet again be short lived. When the defeated corporate entities placed a bounty on their charismatic leader, Krasnaya Xue, Tavik realized it had all been for naught.
To her, it was a failed attempt at a naive dream. Xue had lead them down the wrong path where logic and reason gave way to zealotry and mindless fervor. There was no way for a society to progress where one class was believed to be the only true, worthwhile class of beings. Instead, all must work for towards a single cause, lead by a sole leader or idea. One goal, one path.
She left Bespin and disappeared for years. Reappearing as a Lieutenant in the Imperium military, she fought within their military for a number of years before retiring. Currently, she has found employment with Tenloss Security Forces as an Armored Infantry Pilot.
PROSTHETICS:
Left arm
Right arm
SHIP:
KILLS:
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ROLE-PLAYS: