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@Forgiveness a little, but no worries.

Can I ask what’s going on with the character exactly? I appreciate the way you’ve formatted the cs, but I don’t know what sort of person he is.
@DriveEMOut@Default

Is someone in charge still right now?

I know there’s still willing players but I don’t want to step on any toes by moving forward.
@Selig Hey, that’s alright. Have a good time with whatever other hobby you pick up.

@manapool1 That sheet looks good, for what my opinion is worth.

The only gripe I would have would be that you should format your trooper number the same as everyone else. So like MZ-0122, DX-25534, or FN-2187.
"Acknowledged," Holly said, moving to the wide window that showed space and the moon below. Ties had been scrambled, and a dog fight could be seen. Every once in a while, a blast rebounded off of the station's shields and bathed the room in green or red light. "Command room it is, all those soft little officers will need protection anyway." She moved towards the door and then stopped.
"Hey, big guy," she tapped the heavy trooper, "Wanna take point? I would but, you know," she gestured at her bare head and non-standard issue blaster.

@Azure Flame
I can post to move us forward, I tried to give us a concrete objective for fighting the rebels by introducing the jammer.

I did want to wait for the sergeant to give us a command, but I know we want to move forward.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Holly got up, and pulled her ID cartridge from her belt. With a click it displayed her credentials. “Holly Springer, MZ-0122. Pending transfer to Hazard Squad.”

Another trooper suggested that a transmission needed to be gotten out for reinforcements. “No Dice,” Holly answered, “They brought a jammer on board.”

The room was secure, but it was only a matter of time before rebel soldiers came to lay seige on them.
A fairly boring day had unraveled in an instant. Blaster fire made up most of the traffic in the corridors. Dancing as best she could among them was Holly, helmet missing, holding a blaster pistol she'd picked up from one of the rebels. When this first broke out, she was woefully unprepared, entangled as she was in a rather compromising situation.

She blasted someone who she was at least mostly sure was not supposed to be there moments before barging through the next open door. She was greeted immediately with a Heavy Trooper aiming a gatling laser in her direction. She dove to the floor before the man could open fire.

"Hey," Holly yelled from the floor over the sounds of battle outside. "Was it one of you who complained too loudly about it being boring around here?"
Poof, done. I don't know if someone needs to approve it before I can post?

@Default@DriveEMOut

EDIT: Oh man, can I hope I get cleared to post soon, I have a great entrance.
Name: Holly Springer
Age: 25
Appearance: A woman of middling height, light brown skin and dark brown, almond shaped eyes. Her otherwise wavy hair is kept shaved basically down to the skin(if she kept it long, her superiors made her put it in a bun).
Personality: Impetuous, quick to make friends, just as quick to make enemies.
Bio: A swoop racer from the undercity of Taris. Arrested as a teenager and given the choice of prison or conscription, she allowed herself to be consigned to the Imperial Storm Trooper Corps.
Skills: Capable pilot, generally unflappable.
Other: Was disqualified as a Tie pilot because she would play chicken in training simulations. The AI pilots in the simulation didn't know how to handle it and would crash right into her, lowering her score below an acceptable threshold, despite excellence in other areas.
Is this accepting of new characters, or is it too late?
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