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Vice

[SIZE=18pt]Vice[/SIZE]

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[SIZE=10pt]NAME:[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] Vice (Real name unknown)
FACTION: Himself (no one currently)
RANK: Mercenary
SPECIES: Near Human
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 1.8 M
WEIGHT: 79.4 kg
EYES: Green
HAIR: Raven
SKIN: Tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: Probably, but he’d never care enough to encourage it.

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
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[SIZE=10pt]Military Training:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]- [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Hand to hand combat[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]o [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Trained extensively while in the military, excels in defense.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]- [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Demolitions training[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]o [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Can disarm and arm basic demolitions, eager to learn more.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]- [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Sniper Rifle[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]o [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Trained to hit small targets from some distance, though he would rather not kill someone with such a cheap shot.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Ranged Weapons: Vice has always preferred to fight from a short distance. Though he trained himself in defense in case they somehow got to him, he always preferred to have a pistol at his side rather than a blade.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Survival: Though he detests nature and its lack of readily available foods and water, he grew up playing in the woods and camping, and could probably survive a week or two in the woods with his knowledge of what is poisonous, though his knowledge by no means spans the entire universe.[/SIZE]



[SIZE=10pt]Weaknesses:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Melee Combat: The last form of offense and defense that Vice would ever choose would be to pick up a blade and use it to kill someone. The mercenary knows how to use a blade but does not use offense unless under heavy fire. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Local Authorities: Vice is a very big personality, and a lot of the time law enforcement and governments find his behavior to be…deplorable. This behavior has seen him thrown into many local jails, only to make bail somehow and vanish off the planet.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Pride: Though he isn’t one to always show it, Vice is a man of much pride, he takes it where he can get it in his line of work and he expresses it through his actions, he never leaves a job half done and he never sees a fight he can’t win.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Bounties: As aforementioned, authorities usually find trouble wherever the mercenary travels, and as such he has received a few bounties on his head, most under two thousand credits, but at least one of them was worth upwards of seven thousand, each of them earned by the firebrand gun-for-hire.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Smoke, Drink, Lay, Rinse, Repeat: It is no surprise that with a life like Vice’s, he would enjoy the very things that gave him his name. He has been known to gamble and drink till the dawn comes, though he is smart enough to keep his head above the waters in this vast galactic ocean of loan sharks. [/SIZE]



[SIZE=10pt]SHIP:
Coming soon to a starport near you!

BIOGRAPHY:
It would be an understatement to say that Vice had a strange life, from the moment he was born he was immersed in different cultures and ways of living. His parents were struggling clowns traveling the cosmos in search for a home and a family to call their own, they stayed all over the place and introduced their son to many customs and cultures, bringing happiness and joy to each of them.
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[SIZE=10pt]It wasn’t long until Vice was craving something more though, he knew that his life was to take place somewhere else besides a traveling ship filled with party supplies, so he decided he would join the military and get some meat on his bones. Little did his naïve self know that he joined up with a group of hardcore mercenaries that were intent on doing nothing but getting their next paycheck. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]This culture shock was the hardest part of Vice’s life, it was the time in his life where he believed nothing and took everything at face value. This was when he dropped his original name and picked up his current moniker.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]These mercenaries taught the confused mind all about death and how to inflict it, these lessons took weeks and eventually they set in, and they turned a prepubescent circus clown into a capable murder in only a few years, and after the training was done came the missions.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]He worked for this company of soldiers for nearly ten years, training under them and learning their ways, but he knew there would come a time where he wasn’t able to train under them anymore. He was destined for more than countless dead bodies and shallow paychecks, he knew if he went solo he could at least get his own ship and float around the galaxy for a bit until he knew what he wanted to do with his life.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Days became weeks and weeks became years when you did the same thing day in and day out, so as it stands, nearly two years after he escaped his own bretheren in arms and fled their camp, Vice is still undecided as to what he was meant to do, and he still hadn’t been able to save up enough for his own starship, but there was a certain air in the galaxy these last couple years, it seemed there had been unlimited expansion and the entire galaxy was finally waking up, perhaps this was his chance?[/SIZE]

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KILLS:
No PC kills.

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None yet

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ROLE-PLAYS:
Post the links and the titles to all of your characters Role-Plays. To make things easier, post the link and name here as soon as you enter the Role-Play thread.
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