Darren Onyx
Fallen
Onyx, The Burned Man, walked through the crowded streets of Coruscant. The lower levels was still his favorite place in the galaxy. A place where anyone can do what they want when they want. Even more so here then Tatooine or a unlawful Hutt planet.
Seeing his favorite bar he gave a small sigh. He was happy to be back in the galaxy. Though his new title, Burned Man, was something he didn't take to much pride in. He only used it because of his newer appearance, courtesy of Darren Shaw. He was just over thirty and he looked like he was fifty. His facial scaring and cybernetics made him look sinister. It only seemed appropriate to, so his enemies wouldn't recognize, have a new identity.
The Burned Man...
Onyx say down at the bar and ordered his usual Kuaty whiskey. Taking the whole bottle he took a few sips. Just another day...
@[member="Darrin Onyx"] (@[member="Darren Shaw"] for referencing you)
Seeing his favorite bar he gave a small sigh. He was happy to be back in the galaxy. Though his new title, Burned Man, was something he didn't take to much pride in. He only used it because of his newer appearance, courtesy of Darren Shaw. He was just over thirty and he looked like he was fifty. His facial scaring and cybernetics made him look sinister. It only seemed appropriate to, so his enemies wouldn't recognize, have a new identity.
The Burned Man...
Onyx say down at the bar and ordered his usual Kuaty whiskey. Taking the whole bottle he took a few sips. Just another day...
@[member="Darrin Onyx"] (@[member="Darren Shaw"] for referencing you)