Zoey Boey

The Marauders (2018)

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NED

NED without apparel or paint	NED 6'0 | 350 Lbs | 6 | Droid Homeworld: Ord Thoden Rank and Position: Lieutenant Callsign: NED

Profile

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Appearance

NED is a heavily modified CP0 protocl droid. His outer plating has been removed or shifted, bolts have been strengthened and joins improved. He is heavier, but far more agile, quick, and emotive than a common protocol droid. Unlike most droids, NED prefers to keep himself clothed, usually adopting the uniform of his fellow officers.

He usually paints himself in the camoflauge appropriate for whatever environment he is in. This his face and arms are usually one color scheme but some chipped or faded paint reveals some of the layers underneath. His eyes are unusually emotive, with the line in the middle being able to fully rotate 360 degrees. NED is has been scratched into his back in bold letters. Along his forearm there are 17 tally marks, they are usually hidden by long sleeved shirts or jackets. It is quite unusual to see a droid with clothes on but he feels he would wear the uniform same as everyone else. This usually leads to him looking more formal amd military like than other officers.

Background

Built on Ord Thoden, NED was a standard protocol droid bought and maintained for private use. The droid's singular owner, a kindly old engineer by the name of Nathaniel, looked kindly upon the droid and named him Droidy. It was a terrible name, but he thought it was funny at the time. He made the droid to be his personal project. Changing and improving his protocol droids design to make him more independant and agile which is highly unusual. Nathaniel travelled to impoverished villages, towns, and districts and used his skills to make the lives of the people there better. It truly was a noble pursuit, and the protocol droid couldn't help but notice. The droid also couldn't help but notice a common pattern amongst the struggles of the people there- the Empire.

During a routine revisit to the rural mining town of Pyerla, Stormtroopers put the town under martial law. The place was crushed into submission and the workers were threatened into flat out cruel labors. The Empire expected more valuable materials quickly, and was fine with working Pyerla to the bone and then callously discarding it aside once through. A sadistic officer named Roe Danek was particulary fond of exerting his authority over the people beneath him. During a particularly brutal beating of a father who dared stand up to him, Nathaniel intervened. He had been silent for weeks, just trying to make the occupation more bearable, but he had enough. He told his droid to stay back and not to interfere no matter what happened. Nathaniel always was a pacifist. He hated conflict. So when he walked up to Roe and firmly asked that he stop beating this man there was nothing to back him up. Maybe he could have led a revolution, be he insisted that would only make things worse. It was during this encounter that Nathaniel was shot dead in the streets of Pyerla by Roe, who looked on him barely and left him there.

His droid felt terrible, something he'd never felt before. He saw the situation escalating, but Nathaniel told him not to intervene. The droid learned valuable lessons that day and from his early life with Nathaniel that would go on to effect his world view. That was four years ago, just months before the battle of Yavin.

Deciding the Empire was an issue that needed solving, he decided to seek out the Rebellion. It took the droid months to organize his escape from Ord Thoden, but eventually he was a lone protocol droid with a ship and the galaxy in front of him. He didn't find the Rebellion, but he did find the Scarlet Moons. The downtrodden, abandoned, and persecuted are their specialty, so they took the droid in. It wasn't long before the droid proved his worth, both as a translater, medic, and morale booster. The droid had a calming presence. During a mission that was going particularly poorly, the droid took it upon himself to grab the blaster of a fallen trooper and start shooting. Perhaps he wasn't the most effective soldier, but the sight of the scrappy protocol droid joining the fray may have inspired the despairing troops back into the action. Victory was theres soon after. When making sure there were no storm troopers left, the squad leader was checking in through various radios when the droid responded after checking a house. "No empire dogs," He said bluntly. The soldiers became fond of the phrase and began using it, eventually it became the motto of their regiment and the droid earned the name NED. No Empire Dogs.

Proving his competence and gaining the true respect of the Scarlet Moons, NED rose through the ranks to Lieutanent over the course of 4 years. Now he returns to the space above his homeworld, aiming to finally avenge Nathaniel by freeing the people of Ord Thoden.

Outlook and Motivation

NED has an intrinsically positive outlook on life. He highly values self-reflection and responsibility. That all living beings have a duty to being kind to each other. This belief can often be called naive, and perhaps he is. But he knows that action must be taken to ensure that those who wish to control and tyrannize others must be stopped. He knows that the battle for freedom is not neverending, and though there may be great suffering ultimately there will be liberty and equality everywhere. Currently he believes the greatest enemy of the Good Future, as NED calls it, is the Empire. Justice must be discovered, and then unjust systems must be destroyed. That is why he fights, and why he is often so calm during even the most desperate moments.

Capabilities

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Characteristics

PPRESENCE, Primary Characteristic: NED's leadership is perhaps his greatest skill. Always steadfast, trustworthy, and trusting, it is difficult not to fight one's hardest when this droid is beside oneself. He is good at reading people and finding the best words to say if he can. His optimistic presence is palpable.

BRAWN, Secondary Characteristic: Being a modified protocol droid, NED is quite capable in a fight. His metallic arms are strong, his frame capable of absorbing damage and his aim is usually true.

Language(s)

Six million languages.

Skills and Connections

Robotics Knowledge: NED was taught by Nathaniel the basics of robotics, and is fully capable of maintaining his own systems without assistance.

Medical Knowlege: NED isn't a medical droid nor a combat medic, but he is not totally incapable when it comes to first aid and trauma. It is something he picked up early on in his life due to how many injures he and his master came across.

Flaws

Naivete: By believing in the best in people, NED can be easily lied too in a social setting. He lets his guard down easily when not in a warzone.

Hesitant: NED can be too defensive or slow to act. He would let an opportunity slip when perhaps seizing it would be better. Making a plan and sticking to it is his specialty, and improvisation can be dangerous and puts the lives of those around him at risk.

Inventory

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Credits and Valuables

172 credits.

1200 credits in Banking Clan savings account

Pair of broken glasses

Clothing and Jewelry

Officers uniform

Officers hat

Oversized custom made boots

Armored torso padding

Tools and Weapons

Fully automatic DLT-19, light machinegun blaster.

Thermal Detonators

Slightly outdated handheld LifeForm scanner produced by Idellian Arrays

Detpacks

Front Mounted Blaster Shield

Consumables

Bacta Vials

Chocolate bars

Bags and Containers

Large leather satchel

Medical Pack

Misc

Empty journal

Star Wars: Empire of Glass

NED

NED without apparel or paint	NED 6'0 | 350 Lbs | 6 | Droid Homeworld: Ord Thoden Rank and Position: Lieutenant Callsign: NED

Profile

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Appearance

NED is a heavily modified CP0 protocl droid. His outer plating has been removed or shifted, bolts have been strengthened and joins improved. He is heavier, but far more agile, quick, and emotive than a common protocol droid. Unlike most droids, NED prefers to keep himself clothed, usually adopting the uniform of his fellow officers.

He usually paints himself in the camoflauge appropriate for whatever environment he is in. This his face and arms are usually one color scheme but some chipped or faded paint reveals some of the layers underneath. His eyes are unusually emotive, with the line in the middle being able to fully rotate 360 degrees. NED is has been scratched into his back in bold letters. Along his forearm there are 17 tally marks, they are usually hidden by long sleeved shirts or jackets. It is quite unusual to see a droid with clothes on but he feels he would wear the uniform same as everyone else. This usually leads to him looking more formal amd military like than other officers.

Background

Built on Ord Thoden, NED was a standard protocol droid bought and maintained for private use. The droid's singular owner, a kindly old engineer by the name of Nathaniel, looked kindly upon the droid and named him Droidy. It was a terrible name, but he thought it was funny at the time. He made the droid to be his personal project. Changing and improving his protocol droids design to make him more independant and agile which is highly unusual. Nathaniel travelled to impoverished villages, towns, and districts and used his skills to make the lives of the people there better. It truly was a noble pursuit, and the protocol droid couldn't help but notice. The droid also couldn't help but notice a common pattern amongst the struggles of the people there- the Empire.

During a routine revisit to the rural mining town of Pyerla, Stormtroopers put the town under martial law. The place was crushed into submission and the workers were threatened into flat out cruel labors. The Empire expected more valuable materials quickly, and was fine with working Pyerla to the bone and then callously discarding it aside once through. A sadistic officer named Roe Danek was particulary fond of exerting her authority over the people beneath her. During a particularly brutal beating of a father who dared stand up to her, Nathaniel intervened. He had been silent for weeks, just trying to make the occupation more bearable, but he had enough. He told his droid to stay back and not to interfere no matter what happened. Nathaniel always was a pacifist. He hated conflict. So when he walked up to Roe and firmly asked that shw stop beating this man there was nothing to back him up. Maybe Nathaniel could have led a revolution, the people loved him so, but he insisted that would only make things worse. It was during this encounter that Nathaniel was shot dead in the streets of Pyerla by Roe, who looked on him barely and left him there.

His droid felt terrible, something he'd never felt before. He saw the situation escalating, but Nathaniel told him not to intervene. The droid learned valuable lessons that day and from his early life with Nathaniel that would go on to effect his world view. That was four years ago, just months before the battle of Yavin.

Deciding the Empire was an issue that needed solving, he decided to seek out the Rebellion. It took the droid months to organize his escape from Ord Thoden, but eventually he was a lone protocol droid with a ship and the galaxy in front of him. He didn't find the Rebellion, but he did find the Scarlet Moons. The downtrodden, abandoned, and persecuted are their specialty, so they took the droid in. It wasn't long before the droid proved his worth, both as a translater, medic, and morale booster. The droid had a calming presence. During a mission that was going particularly poorly, the droid took it upon himself to grab the blaster of a fallen trooper and start shooting. Perhaps he wasn't the most effective soldier, but the sight of the scrappy protocol droid joining the fray may have inspired the despairing troops back into the action. Victory was theres soon after. When making sure there were no storm troopers left, the squad leader was checking in through various radios when the droid responded after checking a house. "No empire dogs," He said bluntly. The soldiers became fond of the phrase and began using it, eventually it became the motto of their regiment and the droid earned the name NED. No Empire Dogs.

Proving his competence and gaining the true respect of the Scarlet Moons, NED rose through the ranks to Lieutanent over the course of 4 years. Now he returns to the space above his homeworld, aiming to finally avenge Nathaniel by freeing the people of Ord Thoden.

Outlook and Motivation

NED has an intrinsically positive outlook on life. He highly values self-reflection and responsibility. That all living beings have a duty to being kind to each other. This belief can often be called naive, and perhaps he is. But he knows that action must be taken to ensure that those who wish to control and tyrannize others must be stopped. He knows that the battle for freedom is not neverending, and though there may be great suffering ultimately there will be liberty and equality everywhere. Currently he believes the greatest enemy of the Good Future, as NED calls it, is the Empire. Justice must be discovered, and then unjust systems must be destroyed. That is why he fights, and why he is often so calm during even the most desperate moments.

Capabilities

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Characteristics

PPRESENCE, Primary Characteristic: NED's leadership is perhaps his greatest skill. Always steadfast, trustworthy, and trusting, it is difficult not to fight one's hardest when this droid is beside oneself. He is good at reading people and finding the best words to say if he can. His optimistic presence is palpable.

BRAWN, Secondary Characteristic: Being a modified protocol droid, NED is quite capable in a fight. His metallic arms are strong, his frame capable of absorbing damage and his aim is usually true.

Language(s)

Six million languages.

Skills and Connections

Robotics Knowledge: NED was taught by Nathaniel the basics of robotics, and is fully capable of maintaining his own systems without assistance.

Medical Knowlege: NED isn't a medical droid nor a combat medic, but he is not totally incapable when it comes to first aid and trauma. It is something he picked up early on in his life due to how many injures he and his master came across.

Flaws

Naivete: By believing in the best in people, NED can be easily lied too in a social setting. He lets his guard down easily when not in a warzone.

Hesitant: NED can be too defensive or slow to act. He would let an opportunity slip when perhaps seizing it would be better. Making a plan and sticking to it is his specialty, and improvisation can be dangerous and puts the lives of those around him at risk.

Inventory

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Credits and Valuables

172 credits.

1200 credits in Banking Clan savings account

Pair of broken glasses

Clothing and Jewelry

Officers uniform

Officers hat

Oversized custom made boots

Armored torso padding

Tools and Weapons

Fully automatic DLT-19, light machinegun blaster.

Thermal Detonators

Slightly outdated handheld LifeForm scanner produced by Idellian Arrays

Detpacks

Front Mounted Blaster Shield

Consumables

Bacta Vials

Chocolate bars

Bags and Containers

Large leather satchel

Medical Pack

Misc

Empty journal

Star Wars: Empire of Glass

NED

NED without apparel or paint	NED 6'0 | 350 Lbs | 6 | Droid Homeworld: Ord Thoden Rank and Position: Lieutenant Callsign: NED

Profile

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Appearance

NED is a heavily modified CP0 protocl droid. His outer plating has been removed or shifted, bolts have been strengthened and joins improved. He is heavier, but far more agile, quick, and emotive than a common protocol droid. Unlike most droids, NED prefers to keep himself clothed, usually adopting the uniform of his fellow officers.

He usually paints himself in the camoflauge appropriate for whatever environment he is in. This his face and arms are usually one color scheme but some chipped or faded paint reveals some of the layers underneath. His eyes are unusually emotive, with the line in the middle being able to fully rotate 360 degrees. NED is has been scratched into his back in bold letters. Along his forearm there are 17 tally marks, they are usually hidden by long sleeved shirts or jackets. It is quite unusual to see a droid with clothes on but he feels he would wear the uniform same as everyone else. This usually leads to him looking more formal amd military like than other officers.

Background

Built on Ord Thoden, NED was a standard protocol droid bought and maintained for private use. The droid's singular owner, a kindly old engineer by the name of Nathaniel, looked kindly upon the droid and named him Droidy. It was a terrible name, but he thought it was funny at the time. He made the droid to be his personal project. Changing and improving his protocol droids design to make him more independant and agile which is highly unusual. Nathaniel travelled to impoverished villages, towns, and districts and used his skills to make the lives of the people there better. It truly was a noble pursuit, and the protocol droid couldn't help but notice. The droid also couldn't help but notice a common pattern amongst the struggles of the people there- the Empire.

During a routine revisit to the rural mining town of Pyerla, Stormtroopers put the town under martial law. The place was crushed into submission and the workers were threatened into flat out cruel labors. The Empire expected more valuable materials quickly, and was fine with working Pyerla to the bone and then callously discarding it aside once through. A sadistic officer named Roe Danek was particulary fond of exerting his authority over the people beneath him. During a particularly brutal beating of a father who dared stand up to him, Nathaniel intervened. He had been silent for weeks, just trying to make the occupation more bearable, but he had enough. He told his droid to stay back and not to interfere no matter what happened. Nathaniel always was a pacifist. He hated conflict. So when he walked up to Roe and firmly asked that he stop beating this man there was nothing to back him up. Maybe he could have led a revolution, be he insisted that would only make things worse. It was during this encounter that Nathaniel was shot dead in the streets of Pyerla by Roe, who looked on him barely and left him there.

His droid felt terrible, something he'd never felt before. He saw the situation escalating, but Nathaniel told him not to intervene. The droid learned valuable lessons that day and from his early life with Nathaniel that would go on to effect his world view. That was four years ago, just months before the battle of Yavin.

Deciding the Empire was an issue that needed solving, he decided to seek out the Rebellion. It took the droid months to organize his escape from Ord Thoden, but eventually he was a lone protocol droid with a ship and the galaxy in front of him. He didn't find the Rebellion, but he did find the Scarlet Moons. The downtrodden, abandoned, and persecuted are their specialty, so they took the droid in. It wasn't long before the droid proved his worth, both as a translater, medic, and morale booster. The droid had a calming presence. During a mission that was going particularly poorly, the droid took it upon himself to grab the blaster of a fallen trooper and start shooting. Perhaps he wasn't the most effective soldier, but the sight of the scrappy protocol droid joining the fray may have inspired the despairing troops back into the action. Victory was theres soon after. When making sure there were no storm troopers left, the squad leader was checking in through various radios when the droid responded after checking a house. "No empire dogs," He said bluntly. The soldiers became fond of the phrase and began using it, eventually it became the motto of their regiment and the droid earned the name NED. No Empire Dogs.

Proving his competence and gaining the true respect of the Scarlet Moons, NED rose through the ranks to Lieutanent over the course of 4 years. Now he returns to the space above his homeworld, aiming to finally avenge Nathaniel by freeing the people of Ord Thoden.

Outlook and Motivation

NED has an intrinsically positive outlook on life. He highly values self-reflection and responsibility. That all living beings have a duty to being kind to each other. This belief can often be called naive, and perhaps he is. But he knows that action must be taken to ensure that those who wish to control and tyrannize others must be stopped. He knows that the battle for freedom is not neverending, and though there may be great suffering ultimately there will be liberty and equality everywhere. Currently he believes the greatest enemy of the Good Future, as NED calls it, is the Empire. Justice must be discovered, and then unjust systems must be destroyed. That is why he fights, and why he is often so calm during even the most desperate moments.

Capabilities

---

Characteristics

PPRESENCE, Primary Characteristic: NED's leadership is perhaps his greatest skill. Always steadfast, trustworthy, and trusting, it is difficult not to fight one's hardest when this droid is beside oneself. He is good at reading people and finding the best words to say if he can. His optimistic presence is palpable.

BRAWN, Secondary Characteristic: Being a modified protocol droid, NED is quite capable in a fight. His metallic arms are strong, his frame capable of absorbing damage and his aim is usually true.

Language(s)

Six million languages.

Skills and Connections

Robotics Knowledge: NED was taught by Nathaniel the basics of robotics, and is fully capable of maintaining his own systems without assistance.

Medical Knowlege: NED isn't a medical droid nor a combat medic, but he is not totally incapable when it comes to first aid and trauma. It is something he picked up early on in his life due to how many injures he and his master came across.

Flaws

Naivete: By believing in the best in people, NED can be easily lied too in a social setting. He lets his guard down easily when not in a warzone.

Hesitant: NED can be too defensive or slow to act. He would let an opportunity slip when perhaps seizing it would be better. Making a plan and sticking to it is his specialty, and improvisation can be dangerous and puts the lives of those around him at risk.

Inventory

---

Credits and Valuables

172 credits.

1200 credits in Banking Clan savings account

Pair of broken glasses

Clothing and Jewelry

Officers uniform

Officers hat

Oversized custom made boots

Armored torso padding

Tools and Weapons

Fully automatic DLT-19, light machinegun blaster.

Thermal Detonators

Slightly outdated handheld LifeForm scanner produced by Idellian Arrays

Detpacks

Front Mounted Blaster Shield

Consumables

Bacta Vials

Chocolate bars

Bags and Containers

Large leather satchel

Medical Pack

Misc

Empty journal

NEDdy boy

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Dareen Kahina

front parlor

Dareen felt much better with her weapons. With practiced effeciency she equipped herself, slinging her bow and quiver over her shoulder and slipping her sword into her left hand into her shield in the other, the Pruulish Witch favoring her left hand. Giving a quick nod to Denvar she rolled her neck and shoulders excitedely. Nervously she glanced over her shoulder at the mostly empty room behind her. She bounced up and down and wobbled her head. Focusing up for a minute she channeled the Craft and activated the invisible shield, a thin layer of additional protection beneath her studded leather and mail.

Then, they were upon them. Mikhail's wires proved incredibly effecient as crowd control. The momentum of the attacking force was halted immediately. Dareen gritted her teeth and took the opportunity, slashing her saber out at the Purple Dusk wearing warrior. He snarled and parried her slash, the blades scittering off each other as Dareen pushed deep into his defences. Another slash and Purple Dusk warrior was almostn ot fast enough. The blade scittered off his armor and as she positioned to strike far more lethally, the Purple Dusk repositioned himself and warded off the blow. Finally he retaliated with a warding strike of his own that Dareen easily backstepped. All of this movement made Mikail's wires cut into him even deeper and his position was even more awkward.

"Are you willing to die for this?" Dareen questioned with mock incredulity, cracking her neck once again. She was safely out of reach for the Purple Dusk, but she feinted another strike, causing him to flinch and regain his footing as he tried to search for a way out and forward, but it was hard to concentrate with the looming threat of Dareen's lethal, shining sabre.

Heroes Reborn: Prime Earth (Superhero/Urban Fantasy: OPEN)

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Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

bah! sorry. this RP continues to elude me. things just picked up and i realise that i don't have the time to give this RP the effort it deserves. thank you for giving me the time of day for both of these attempts@Lord Wraith

Cold Front: Tacitum (Completed)

Reika Saigyo: Epilouge

Reika sits quietly at her table in the cafeteria. The gruel in front of her is hardly palatable, but she didn't really notice nor care. The woman in orange picked at the beige slop with a plastic spoon, scooped it up, and downed it. She was lost in her own head, not really thinking about much at all. Would she be put on laundry again? She was getting good at doing the laundry. She had never done any laundry herself before, but it really wasn't so bad. She probably could have done it herself. Reika was used to bossing people around, but now it was her who got bossed around.

Orange wasn't really her color, but what was there to do?

Apparently the women around her had something in mind. There was lots of shouting. Some of the women even had guns. Where did they get those? This must be that silly uprising they were all talking about. Didn't they know they were in prison? You can't just have an uprising in prison.

Reika stood slowly from her table and walked over to the place where she was supposed to put her tray when she was done with it. Suddenly, it was very hard to hear anything. Gunshots! People were shooting at each other. How...futile. Men and women in armor were busting down the doors to the cafeteria, and the rioters apparently weren't fond of that. Reika stook from her place at the cafeteria line. Another suddenly happened. Suddenly, it was very hard to stand. Her legs turned to jelly and she fell forward onto her belly, her bowl and tray clattering angrily to the floor.

What happened? Rolling onto her back, Reika sat up and looked down. Her knee got shot. That would probably hurt later. Reika lay back down and stare up at the ceiling. The shot was probably an accident. She was lucky, all things considered. Reika didn't bother looking, but she could hear the screams and moans of the dead and dying. That's what they got for breaking the rules. Eventually, they found her and picked her up in a stretcher. For some reason all of them were surprised that Reika didn't do anything wrong. Of course she didn't. Of course not. Who did they think she was?

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Dareen Kahina

front parlor

Dareen threw her hands in the air exasperated. "Okay," she whispered harshly at the brothers. "'The fugitives are in here. Come get them.'" She kept her voice down, but waved her hands in the air like she was yelling. "Is that what you wanted? It sounds like they are coming in anyway."

She raised her eyebrows and let her mouth fall open when Mikhail spoke. "Faeril and Xandar aren't actually here? What? When did that happen?" Her bluff that Xandar and Faeril weren't here was supposed to just be a bluff. It seemed truth or bluff, the common consensus was that they were going to tell the brigands outside that there were no fugitives in the house. Denvar had ignored her plea for her weapons back, so if they didn't buy it Dareen didn't like her chances.

"Well, they're probably going to want to check the inside of this house." Dareen said, crossing her weaponless arms and shifting her weight onto one leg. Glancing concernedly over at Mikhail, Dareen said, "I don't know what kind of trap you've just set, but maybe you should disarm it? For now? Because if they come in and find they have some sort of... bamboozle, they're going to get pissed." She was clearly flustered at the whole situation. It really wasn't her place to give tactical advice, but it seemed like everyone else was just making it up as they went along.