Post by Sallowpad on Apr 12, 2006 0:44:01 GMT -5
Sorry, I've already posted with this character. 
Feel free to take whatever administrative action is necessary if the character isn't accepted (not that you won't anyway
) and reprimand me soundly for noobdom.
Real Name: Gee, it's pretty much forgotten by now. He could look it up on his identicard, if he could find it…
*Nickname: Jinx
*Title: Usually nothing complementary
Age: 28
Species: Human
If not human, description of any notable differences in appearance and strengths:
Height: 1.6 meters
Weight: 65 Kg
--Hair--:
Color: Dirty blonde
Length: ~10 cm
Style: no, not really.
Eyes: black. Very black.
Gender: Male
Handiness: left hand dominate
--Identifying marks--:
*Tattoos: none
*Scars: no facial scars. A large scar below his right shoulder where a mass cutter almost took his arm.
*Other: Missing right index finger
Homeworld: Space
Alignment: Neutral, but affiliated with whoever has the biggest pocketbook (and little enough sense to hire him). This generally ends up being the less-than-savory types, though he has an extensive "Jedi Council" section in his mental resume.
Political Affiliation: Bad for business.
--Clothing--:
Most of his clothes are from friends who got on the wrong side of the wrong folks.
Tunic color/style: Used to be black. A little bit of brownish in some places these days.
Leggings, pants, skirt-- Again, black. Scavenged from a spacer friend. Matches his tunic well.
*Cloak, robe? He wishes.
Footwear. Durable, lightweight boots, very non-descript.
*Hat/hood. Carries an assortment of hats in his pack. This is necessary to his [?style of his] line of work.
*Weapon: One of the few areas he can be considered well-off. Jinx carries a small concealed Blastech blaster, typical of those issued to Imperial officers. Please don't ask how he got it. However, he prefers explosives and blunt trauma weapons, depending on how important he judges stealth to be (occasionally a less than accurate assessment).
Non-Force User
Inventory: frequently carries a pack, often containing explosives, sharp tools, a monocular viewer, a writing pad, and fruity candy.
*Possessions: no
*Ship name/class: This varies according to whatever he can stow away on.
Personality: Prefers not to interact with people. Or more accurately, people prefer not to interact with him. Things tend to go awry in his presence. Over time, this has developed a streak of unconfidence, and a bit of a vengeful mean streak to go with it.
Skills:
--Emotional strength: Relatively low. Jinx tends to regard himself as a failure and a liability. An incurable idealist, highly unusual for his background.
--Physical strength: No great physical prowess, but he's wiry and agile. Very resilient to unfavorable environments. Sharp vision.
--Skill: Jinx is an excellent liar, and can be good at getting what he wants when he wants to this way. He's handy with explosives and bypassing physical security systems.
Weaknesses: Major loss of dexterity in his right arm due to a past accident. A lousy shot. No artistic aptitude whatsoever. Terrible sense of humor. Doesn't learn well from mistakes.
--Emotional weakness: Easily backed down under pressure. Not good for negotiating contracts. Has a weakness for lemons.
--Physical weakness: Slight build
--Something you can't do very well: Play cards (poker is a notable exception).
--History:--
*Mother: (if known) Unknown, but dim memories.
*Mother's Occupation: Probably not honorable.
*Father: (if known) Unknown.
*Father's Occupation:
*Anything notable about childhood?: Spent his childhood with a pack of similar youths, stealing for food and stowing away on starships.
Basic history: Jinx's mother was his only parent, probably the unwanted by-product of a one night stand by a wealthier traveler. She was killed following a dispute over money she'd borrowed to feed the herself and Jinx before he reached ten years of age. Determined to get as far away from the trauma this created as possible, Jinx made his way to the nearest spaceport and stowed away in one of the larger ships. He eventually became part of a fairly extensive network of similar vagabonds, contacts he uses to this day. He takes work wherever he can find it. When he has any choice in the matter, said work usually involves stealing, spying, or smuggling.
*Lover/married?: No.
*Spouse's Occupation, if known:
*Children?: (names)
Feel free to take whatever administrative action is necessary if the character isn't accepted (not that you won't anyway
) and reprimand me soundly for noobdom.Real Name: Gee, it's pretty much forgotten by now. He could look it up on his identicard, if he could find it…
*Nickname: Jinx
*Title: Usually nothing complementary
Age: 28
Species: Human
If not human, description of any notable differences in appearance and strengths:
Height: 1.6 meters
Weight: 65 Kg
--Hair--:
Color: Dirty blonde
Length: ~10 cm
Style: no, not really.
Eyes: black. Very black.
Gender: Male
Handiness: left hand dominate
--Identifying marks--:
*Tattoos: none
*Scars: no facial scars. A large scar below his right shoulder where a mass cutter almost took his arm.
*Other: Missing right index finger
Homeworld: Space
Alignment: Neutral, but affiliated with whoever has the biggest pocketbook (and little enough sense to hire him). This generally ends up being the less-than-savory types, though he has an extensive "Jedi Council" section in his mental resume.
Political Affiliation: Bad for business.
--Clothing--:
Most of his clothes are from friends who got on the wrong side of the wrong folks.
Tunic color/style: Used to be black. A little bit of brownish in some places these days.
Leggings, pants, skirt-- Again, black. Scavenged from a spacer friend. Matches his tunic well.
*Cloak, robe? He wishes.
Footwear. Durable, lightweight boots, very non-descript.
*Hat/hood. Carries an assortment of hats in his pack. This is necessary to his [?style of his] line of work.
*Weapon: One of the few areas he can be considered well-off. Jinx carries a small concealed Blastech blaster, typical of those issued to Imperial officers. Please don't ask how he got it. However, he prefers explosives and blunt trauma weapons, depending on how important he judges stealth to be (occasionally a less than accurate assessment).
Non-Force User
Inventory: frequently carries a pack, often containing explosives, sharp tools, a monocular viewer, a writing pad, and fruity candy.
*Possessions: no
*Ship name/class: This varies according to whatever he can stow away on.
Personality: Prefers not to interact with people. Or more accurately, people prefer not to interact with him. Things tend to go awry in his presence. Over time, this has developed a streak of unconfidence, and a bit of a vengeful mean streak to go with it.
Skills:
--Emotional strength: Relatively low. Jinx tends to regard himself as a failure and a liability. An incurable idealist, highly unusual for his background.
--Physical strength: No great physical prowess, but he's wiry and agile. Very resilient to unfavorable environments. Sharp vision.
--Skill: Jinx is an excellent liar, and can be good at getting what he wants when he wants to this way. He's handy with explosives and bypassing physical security systems.
Weaknesses: Major loss of dexterity in his right arm due to a past accident. A lousy shot. No artistic aptitude whatsoever. Terrible sense of humor. Doesn't learn well from mistakes.
--Emotional weakness: Easily backed down under pressure. Not good for negotiating contracts. Has a weakness for lemons.
--Physical weakness: Slight build
--Something you can't do very well: Play cards (poker is a notable exception).
--History:--
*Mother: (if known) Unknown, but dim memories.
*Mother's Occupation: Probably not honorable.
*Father: (if known) Unknown.
*Father's Occupation:
*Anything notable about childhood?: Spent his childhood with a pack of similar youths, stealing for food and stowing away on starships.
Basic history: Jinx's mother was his only parent, probably the unwanted by-product of a one night stand by a wealthier traveler. She was killed following a dispute over money she'd borrowed to feed the herself and Jinx before he reached ten years of age. Determined to get as far away from the trauma this created as possible, Jinx made his way to the nearest spaceport and stowed away in one of the larger ships. He eventually became part of a fairly extensive network of similar vagabonds, contacts he uses to this day. He takes work wherever he can find it. When he has any choice in the matter, said work usually involves stealing, spying, or smuggling.
*Lover/married?: No.
*Spouse's Occupation, if known:
*Children?: (names)
