[hider=Onru][center][img]http://imgur.com/JxL3a8e.jpg[/img]
[b]Height:[/b] 5'6"
[b]Skin Color:[/b] Blueish Green[/center]

[b]Name:[/b] Onru 
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Race:[/b] Mon Calamari
[b]Equipment:[/b] 

[i]Goggles:[/i] Every Mon Cal on Tattoine should have one; best way to keep sand out our shiners. Modified It with built-in zoom capabilities and has transitional lenses. Comes with several different modes too like thermal and night-vision. I'm trying to install a 'see-through' x-ray mode on it as well...you know - for science. The ladies? Oh yeah, they love it. I mean, they never personally told me that. You can just tell with that look in their eye and that laugh they share with their friends. [i]That's a fashionable Mon Cal[/i] is what they're probably saying. Trust me - I know these things. 

[i][url=http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h279/mburkit/4014493843_bacc499ee3_b.jpg]Portable Tractor Beam[/url][/i]: Fastened in several pieces around my right arm, this magnificent invention of mine is powered by the powerpack I'm always wearing. Being able to move the more heavier parts without breaking a sweat makes shop work a breeze - until I accidentally crank up the repulsor coils and throw a landspeeder turbine through the wall. 

[i][url=http://i.imgur.com/0ofZ4hX.jpg]Generator Pack[/url][/i]: It looks heavy because of how blocky it is, but that's just the metal casing I welded from a Corellian ship plate. Its surprisingly light! Anyways, the anti-grav core and repulsor coils are tucked deep in the center - that stuffs for the portable tractor beam unit installed on my gauntlet. There was a lot of space left over so I made compartments to put random stuff in. Inflatable camping kit. Food. Tools. Toiletries. Socks. I practically live out of this thing! 

[i][url=http://blee.biz/sorosuub/graphics/kylan3blaster.jpg]Blaster pistol[/url][/i]: I'm pretty dangerous with this. Let's just say I've had my fair share of fire fights with this bad boy. What's the model you ask? U-uh...don't know. Why do you care? You have some kind of blaster fetish! Ew! Look, all you have to know is that when you pull this thing here, bad things come out of this end here - like this.*KATURR!* Oh no! Oh, no! Are you okay? Uh, sorry about that! What? Hey it's not my fault! I told you I was dangerous with this thing! 

[i][url=http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/003/2/3/star_wars___pit_droid_by_cosedimarco-d36b4x2.jpg]DUM3-A55[/url][/i]: Me and DUM3-A55 go way back. He was in bad shape when I found him at Mos Taike. Some schmuck mechanic messed with his wiring real bad. The little droid went on a throwing-spree around town before I managed to disable him. That's right, a throwing-spree. Pit droids like DUM3 are deceptively strong. They're about a meter tall, but they can carry and throw objects many times their size - like a moisture farmer, or a pack of rodian brats. At least no one got hurt. Badly. I take him with me on the job, most of the time. DUM3-A55 fits perfectly over the backside of my powerpack when compressed into a small disk shape. He can actually be pretty useful when he isn't breaking things, or off terrorizing children. I'd like to think he means well - I don't know droidspeak, so I can't be 100 percent sure. I mean hasn't killed me in my sleep yet, so that's a good sign, right? 
 
[b]Skills/Flaws[/b] Self taught mechanic, tinkerer, repairer and engineer. Expert haggler. Terrible swimmer. Indecisive. Shoots first, thinks about it sometime later. And as you witnessed, horrid with a blaster ("It wasn't my fault!")

[b]Basic Info:[/b] I don't remember anything about Dac. Mom always said it was the opposite of Tattoine; "More water, less sand." *Shivers* I don't think I could ever live on a planet like that. Tattoine is all I've ever known. We fled our homeworld because the Empire was using it for target practice - again that's mom talking. Yeah, mom talks about a lot of things; anything really, except dad. He didn't come with us when we left, and mom never said why. Whatever the reason was, it wasn't enough to keep her from moving on. She's happily married now to a Quarren named Kessek. I'd like to say that I'm happy for her, but that broom face is the reason why I'm indentured to Mahuva Hutt. 

*spits*

That tentacled trick pimped me out as the best service mechanic, the kind that - for better or worse - can fix anything; landspeeder, swoop bike, psychotic droid, etc. Kessek was a scrap salesman with a lot of clientele, and through his word-of-mouth my reputation grew. Word eventually reached Mahuva's filthy ear holes. He invited me over to his palace in Bestine, did the whole song and dance about women and credits, and living a lavish lifestyle. Then Mahuva brought out women who did a whole song and dance, while men showered them in credits. Then Mahuva introduced me to one of his lady friends. She was beautiful...that, that was a good night. 

*Quietly smiles* ... Wanna see a picture of her?

 [Url=http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_small/5/51078/1159661-pa_lowick.png]Forever Amore[/url]
*sighs* the one that got away...

Anyways, it didn't take much to reel me in - I just wish I knew what I was actually getting into. The Boonta Eve Classic was coming up and Mahuva wanted me to sabotage other pod racers, and supe up the one he was going to bet major stacks on. Moral compass aside, it seemed an easy enough. Took a bit of sneaking around, but I got the job done. 

At least I thought I did. 

Turns out that my Huttese isn't so great. I misheard one name for another and, well... On the upside, the underdog from Aleen Minor became the first ever Aleena to win the Boonta Eve - and it was all thanks to me! The downside of course was that he wasn't who Mahuva bet on. I suddenly realized just how dangerous hutts could be. He threatened to kill me and my mom. I asked if he could just kill Kessek, but I never get what I want. I ended up going for another option - if you want to call it that - and chose to live out a lifetime contract as Mahuva's indentured. If I'm not fixing up his cronies' swoop bikes and landspeeders, I'm taking whatever job I can to buy this contract off. Yup, I'm well on my way. Only got 10,111,013.44 credits to go! ... *sigh*[/hider]