Magnus Carthaginian
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Here is a younger Oyo Svenen:
Here is Oyo Svenen nowadays:
Name: Oyo Svenen
Faction: None, Bounty Hunter for Hire
Rank: N/A
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 24 Galactic Standard Years
Height: Six Foot, One Inches
Weight: One Hundrend and Eighty Seven Pounds
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Dark Brown
Credits: 1,000
Strength: Slightly above average for Human Male
Dexterity: Very High for Human Male
Constituion: Very Healthy for Human Male
Intellegence: Above average Intellect for Human Male
Wisdom: Below average wisdom for Human Male(Still growing)
Charisma: Above average for Human Male
Skills: Oyo Svenen is not force sensitive and never will be. His is an excellent marksman and swordsman. He continues to work on his dueling skills and is getting considerably better, almost rivaling those skills of a Jedi. Is no fighter pilot but his piloting skills are improving. Great at bypassing all forms of secruity and has a considerable amount of knowledge about computers and how they work. Is good at either trailing specific marks or not being trailed at all. Leaving no trace of where he was or what he had done. Stealth and the art of not being seen are another one of his skills.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Oyo Svenen has many strengths. He likes to use the art of stealth to complete his missions. Not being seen is, in his opinion, one of the keys to being a great Bounty Hunter. Unless the governing bodies of that planet have sancutioned you for the job. He is also a good pilot of most small cargo and freighter ships. His skill with a vibro-blade is said to be unmatched by those non-jedi. His marksmenship skills aswell. Is extremely lucky when it comes to getting himself out of danger. He can talk his way out of most dangerous situations, if the odds are greatly stacke against him. Only uses his weapons when needed and does not abuse the power that is given to him.
He is some what weak minded however. He gives into tempations to easily. Women are his biggest vice of all and he is know to have the occasional drink now and then. He also likes to smoke, which decreases his health slowly. Doing spice is not one of his things, although he has been known to deal the drugs of the Galaxy on the side.
Gear: 1x Vibroblade, 1x Tenloss Disrupter Rifle, 1x T-21 Rifle, 1x DL-44 blaster pistol along with different types of grenades. Black Galactic Marine armor underneath black jacket.
Ship(s): Merciless One The ship's design is of an Imperial Model. The MRX-BR Pacifier Combat/Contact Vessel.
Personality: A humble man who came from humble beginnings. However he has his way with the different women in the galaxy. Very calm persona, laid back. Has a bad temper(So don't piss him off). Usually is able to control it as a calm warrior is the one in control. He is unforgiving and also merciless. Has no sympathy for his marks.
History:
Born on Kuat, Oyo's parents were hard working and humble employee's of Kuat's most succesful ship yard. His parents were of the middle to low income class on that world who did most of the work helping to put together the various ships made at the drive. His mother was one of the secretaries there and his father was a mechanic. It was there were he had been instilled with the hard working and humble persona he has today.
However he did not want to live there his whole life and follow in the foot steps of his father. Being a slave for some big wig at a corporation. He had a sense of adventure and would often get in trouble by traveling too far from home. He wanted to see the most talked about lights of Coruscant or even the forests of Kashyyyk. Many nights he would be brought home by the local authorities for being out later than the law for younger children to be out at.
As he got older, around his early teen years, Oyo Svenen had fallen under the tutalage of a local spice lord. It was there where Oyo began his career as a spice dealer throughout the streets of Kuat. He quickly moved up the latter of the spice lord's small local gang because of his shown loyality towards the gang itself. He brought in more credits than the other spice dealers. He had also killed for them.
It was by accident, how he had gotten his first kill under his belt. He had been approached by a rival gang member, who had a blaster pistol on him. He young man, a couple years older than Oyo at the time had gotten closer to him. Oyo had taken hold of his small vibro-knife in his pocket and was ready to pull it out. Instead of giving up his credits or product, he decided to run. He moved towards the other guy quickly and pushed him out the way. The other youth didn't want to shot him, so he chased after Oyo. The man caught up to Oyo and grabbed him, spinning him around and pulling him forward. Oyo guessed that the blade had stabbed the man through his pocket as the other man wrestled with him. It was his first kill but it wasn't his last.
For a while that murder of the young man had weight heavy on Oyo's mind. He took up smoking and drinking, hoping to get the thought of that kill out of his mind. It worked a little bit. He thought about doing some spice but decided not to. He had seen first hand how it changed a person and he was raised better than that. He made up his mind that he would never, ever even try any type of spice. It just wasn't for him.
He killed again and then again for the local spice lord becomming one of the leader's most trusted lieutenants within the gang. He liked what he did. He had made more money than his parents could even imagine. He had also made is so that they did not have to work ever again. His parents knew what he was doing but didn't say anything. The gang he was in was feared around that area and they knew they would be safe as they were his parents.
Fate frowned upon Oyo Svenen one day, when a local gang that they were rivaling with had killed Oyo's parents for him knocking off a couple of their guys. It was a pointless and senseless murder. And Oyo began to see that he had been pointlessly and senselessly killing people for the past several years. He had to make a change and make it quickly.
Instead of telling the gang leader that he was going, he just left. He signed up for the Galactic Marines and was shipped off to the marine training ground in the outer rim, on the planet Yavin. It was the best option for him at the time. He had no where to turn to. He would never give in and become a puppet for the corporations of the galaxy, nor have a typical job that most living in the galaxy had. Becoming a Galactic Marine was not an easy task but he had the tools for it. He was athletic, strong, had a good head on his shoulders and did not care to kill.
During his time training on Yavin, he constantly got into problems with his superior officer. He had troubles with authority and di not like to take orders from anybody. When his graduation day came around, Oyo was informed that he would not be participating. They told him he would not graduate because of his record around the training facility. He had problems with many of his XO's and training officers aswell as with a few of his fellow marines.
It broke Oyo's heart. He had worked so hard for the past couple years only to be denied. It destroyed Oyo on the inside and he left Yavin. Not before grabbing some military garb that he knew would prove useful before leaving the compound. Oyo knew that he would be forced to work as a mercenary or bounty hunter. He did not want to go back to destroying his live and other peoples lives within a gang. And he liked it better out on his own. He didn't have to answer to anybody or worry about anybody. It is unknown how he came upon his ship, Merciless One but it is know how he had gotten his array of weaponary. He had connections to the black market through his days as a gang member on Kuat. Where he was able to acquire the various weapons he now owned.
Here is Oyo Svenen nowadays:
Name: Oyo Svenen
Faction: None, Bounty Hunter for Hire
Rank: N/A
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 24 Galactic Standard Years
Height: Six Foot, One Inches
Weight: One Hundrend and Eighty Seven Pounds
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Dark Brown
Credits: 1,000
Strength: Slightly above average for Human Male
Dexterity: Very High for Human Male
Constituion: Very Healthy for Human Male
Intellegence: Above average Intellect for Human Male
Wisdom: Below average wisdom for Human Male(Still growing)
Charisma: Above average for Human Male
Skills: Oyo Svenen is not force sensitive and never will be. His is an excellent marksman and swordsman. He continues to work on his dueling skills and is getting considerably better, almost rivaling those skills of a Jedi. Is no fighter pilot but his piloting skills are improving. Great at bypassing all forms of secruity and has a considerable amount of knowledge about computers and how they work. Is good at either trailing specific marks or not being trailed at all. Leaving no trace of where he was or what he had done. Stealth and the art of not being seen are another one of his skills.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Oyo Svenen has many strengths. He likes to use the art of stealth to complete his missions. Not being seen is, in his opinion, one of the keys to being a great Bounty Hunter. Unless the governing bodies of that planet have sancutioned you for the job. He is also a good pilot of most small cargo and freighter ships. His skill with a vibro-blade is said to be unmatched by those non-jedi. His marksmenship skills aswell. Is extremely lucky when it comes to getting himself out of danger. He can talk his way out of most dangerous situations, if the odds are greatly stacke against him. Only uses his weapons when needed and does not abuse the power that is given to him.
He is some what weak minded however. He gives into tempations to easily. Women are his biggest vice of all and he is know to have the occasional drink now and then. He also likes to smoke, which decreases his health slowly. Doing spice is not one of his things, although he has been known to deal the drugs of the Galaxy on the side.
Gear: 1x Vibroblade, 1x Tenloss Disrupter Rifle, 1x T-21 Rifle, 1x DL-44 blaster pistol along with different types of grenades. Black Galactic Marine armor underneath black jacket.
Ship(s): Merciless One The ship's design is of an Imperial Model. The MRX-BR Pacifier Combat/Contact Vessel.
Personality: A humble man who came from humble beginnings. However he has his way with the different women in the galaxy. Very calm persona, laid back. Has a bad temper(So don't piss him off). Usually is able to control it as a calm warrior is the one in control. He is unforgiving and also merciless. Has no sympathy for his marks.
History:
Born on Kuat, Oyo's parents were hard working and humble employee's of Kuat's most succesful ship yard. His parents were of the middle to low income class on that world who did most of the work helping to put together the various ships made at the drive. His mother was one of the secretaries there and his father was a mechanic. It was there were he had been instilled with the hard working and humble persona he has today.
However he did not want to live there his whole life and follow in the foot steps of his father. Being a slave for some big wig at a corporation. He had a sense of adventure and would often get in trouble by traveling too far from home. He wanted to see the most talked about lights of Coruscant or even the forests of Kashyyyk. Many nights he would be brought home by the local authorities for being out later than the law for younger children to be out at.
As he got older, around his early teen years, Oyo Svenen had fallen under the tutalage of a local spice lord. It was there where Oyo began his career as a spice dealer throughout the streets of Kuat. He quickly moved up the latter of the spice lord's small local gang because of his shown loyality towards the gang itself. He brought in more credits than the other spice dealers. He had also killed for them.
It was by accident, how he had gotten his first kill under his belt. He had been approached by a rival gang member, who had a blaster pistol on him. He young man, a couple years older than Oyo at the time had gotten closer to him. Oyo had taken hold of his small vibro-knife in his pocket and was ready to pull it out. Instead of giving up his credits or product, he decided to run. He moved towards the other guy quickly and pushed him out the way. The other youth didn't want to shot him, so he chased after Oyo. The man caught up to Oyo and grabbed him, spinning him around and pulling him forward. Oyo guessed that the blade had stabbed the man through his pocket as the other man wrestled with him. It was his first kill but it wasn't his last.
For a while that murder of the young man had weight heavy on Oyo's mind. He took up smoking and drinking, hoping to get the thought of that kill out of his mind. It worked a little bit. He thought about doing some spice but decided not to. He had seen first hand how it changed a person and he was raised better than that. He made up his mind that he would never, ever even try any type of spice. It just wasn't for him.
He killed again and then again for the local spice lord becomming one of the leader's most trusted lieutenants within the gang. He liked what he did. He had made more money than his parents could even imagine. He had also made is so that they did not have to work ever again. His parents knew what he was doing but didn't say anything. The gang he was in was feared around that area and they knew they would be safe as they were his parents.
Fate frowned upon Oyo Svenen one day, when a local gang that they were rivaling with had killed Oyo's parents for him knocking off a couple of their guys. It was a pointless and senseless murder. And Oyo began to see that he had been pointlessly and senselessly killing people for the past several years. He had to make a change and make it quickly.
Instead of telling the gang leader that he was going, he just left. He signed up for the Galactic Marines and was shipped off to the marine training ground in the outer rim, on the planet Yavin. It was the best option for him at the time. He had no where to turn to. He would never give in and become a puppet for the corporations of the galaxy, nor have a typical job that most living in the galaxy had. Becoming a Galactic Marine was not an easy task but he had the tools for it. He was athletic, strong, had a good head on his shoulders and did not care to kill.
During his time training on Yavin, he constantly got into problems with his superior officer. He had troubles with authority and di not like to take orders from anybody. When his graduation day came around, Oyo was informed that he would not be participating. They told him he would not graduate because of his record around the training facility. He had problems with many of his XO's and training officers aswell as with a few of his fellow marines.
It broke Oyo's heart. He had worked so hard for the past couple years only to be denied. It destroyed Oyo on the inside and he left Yavin. Not before grabbing some military garb that he knew would prove useful before leaving the compound. Oyo knew that he would be forced to work as a mercenary or bounty hunter. He did not want to go back to destroying his live and other peoples lives within a gang. And he liked it better out on his own. He didn't have to answer to anybody or worry about anybody. It is unknown how he came upon his ship, Merciless One but it is know how he had gotten his array of weaponary. He had connections to the black market through his days as a gang member on Kuat. Where he was able to acquire the various weapons he now owned.