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Sinn Diroe
,,Why can't we be friends ? "
Theme : Who Are You - The Who
NAME: Sinn Diroe
FACTION: None , because he just started to look for his place in this galaxy . Cold-minded killer or jedi wannabe - maybe , but probably never ...
RANK: For this moment none.
SPECIES: Human without mutations,normal white-skinned man
AGE: From looks about 26 years old , but Sinn lost his ability to examine his age after accident from unknown to him past
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 1,79 m
WEIGHT: 67 kg , but his body is between plump and wrestler's muscularity type.
EYES: Deep blue eyes mounted in tired,curious eyelids.When you look deeply in his eyes , you recognize kindness,stupidity and mature sense of awareness ( just like he just lived 200 years all alone )
HAIR: Not so long , flat and gentle-looking black hair . Sometimes they are ruffling .
SKIN: Pale , with purple,large bruises around his neck and arms
CREDITS: 1000
OUTFIT: White shirt without sleeves , black suspenders attached to thick , metallic belt ( very familar to plane's seatbelt) , belt without pockets for ammunation , fair trousers with style of millitary clothing ( many pockets sealed with small clips ) , black army boots , blackish leather jacket with few pockets inside .
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Signs after burning from hot solder on his hands , cut-off little finger on his left hand .
FORCE SENSITIVE: He called her just ,,Something" and still wonders all the time about what is it . When he asked anyone for info , they mentioning about Siths and Jedi ,not about just Force. He feels strong bond to Something , during his vagabond travels around galaxy's greatest spaceports.
STRENGTH: 7/10 He could punch you with his right-hook and he will feel no thing on his fist ( meanwhile when you will count all stars upon your drossy head ) . Not good in long fights , but he's got a really strong back to carry things around ( years on carrying supplies in various spaceports/ warehouses made it up ) . Quite strong
DEXTERITY: 4/10 When he can't avoid large bubbles of slowly-falling pipe solder to touch his hands , then you got a image of his dexterity . He is more handy in precision-based operations like patching , repairing smaller elements of engine. Clumsy
CONSTITUTION: 8/10 His heart , in according to doctor's opinion just after that accident , would stay beating after big amounts of pure electric energy .
They said : Heart like good machine's engine,it will never fail.
He is quite immune to diseases because of his hard-work in many non-healthy environments . Pretty strong
INTELLIGENCE: 5/10 He learns quickly with good effects , but he can't tell his skills to do by others and he hates it , when he must do it . On other hand , he is very intelligent on his special way
WISDOM: 2/10 Very limited amounts of knowledge other than mechanics of all sort and trading schemes ( contraband , smuggling and black market) . It depends on subject ...
CHARISMA: 2/10 He know to smile or wink to get out of trouble but years of silence , not talkative personality and just fate always make it impossible to execute by him. Very low
PERSONALITY:
Blues never leaves him , he just keep on walking with sad step . Besides this not so happy side , Sinn is serious and frank , sometime just little too much in some situations . He is kind , gentle with weaker ones and also very agressive when someone is threating him or his friends . He feels all of this galaxies in his small , lost heart but he don't belong to social men , or just he talks very few times ( when he does it , that is very short but complex thought about certain time ) . His grumpiness is just reaction for silence, if Sinn had any friends , he could sacrifice himself to rescue them with all costs , even with his very own life . Unfortunately , he's got none of these things , just Force ... When he will see harm done to anybody , you gonna have a bad time . Why he does it ? Nobody knows ... It's just his Force Instict .
Love is unknown to him , because in those filthy places , where he always works , there is none of women , that he would like or just adore in silence of his basement.
Drunk when action is on its peak , not so much but after few minutes of battles he will smell like a huge barrel of nice whisky . He loves music so much , that he is anonymous fundator of any bands playing at his favourite cantina ( anywhere ...) .
BIOGRAPHY:
Sinn knows nothing from his forbidden and lost forever past . Home ? No . Any family ? No . Anything ? No . Nothing at all . His life began at Dantooine's main hospital , with simple waking up and empty head .
Doctors gave him , after few minutes , his Case . In case were all of his past lifetime . Probably he was a father , two children and pretty wife named Jana Arn at Tatooine ; but when he went there with assitance of befriended Doc Baru , these information were all wrong . His formal family said that they misplaced him . Their father , husband was Twi'leak so Diroe felt then very lonely . He left Mos Eisley with mixed feelings but when they returned to Hospital , Doc Baru proposed him to make him his son . Sinn agreed .
5 years of happiness , joy , fatherhood and studying any machines .
But they were isolated by hidden remote home at Dantooine , so Diroe became to be very attached to his ,,formal " Zabrak father .
After these days , Something had first manifestation in brain of youngling Diroe .
He had vision of shadows searchin' in the night and killing innocent people , then he was blinded in this darkness by blue string of light . Light killed shadow with ease ; after this battle , he heard : Time has come , Diroe ...
With wake-up after this dream , he noticed passed away father .
He just went to anywhere , with just small mice called Hope and bunch of credits in his plain , leather jacket .
After this bitter end of his happy times , there came times of work at many spaceports , warehouses and studying his father's passion : mechanics in all sizes and dilficulty levels . Between those travels for job , he had his accidents with hands . Force and machines were his beloved friends in this kettle of troubles , where he earned his lessons of blaster wiedling and unarmed combat ( with some blades too ) .
Now , he has about 26 years old and he needs new direction .
1000 credits to fullfill this aspiration .
But where ?
FORCE POWERS:
None
SKILLS:
Unarmed combat , combat with melee weapons , basics in blaster wiedling ,repairing and conservation of big/small space/land based engines , tuning of aircraft vehicles , very fast learning , good memory
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
None
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ machines ( he understand them and he can revive even very dead engine to full power ) , fast learning , high physical and psychologic resistance , knowledge of merchadise
- not so developed combat skills , sense of his charisma , not so talkative , little knowledge besides merchadise and mechanics , very few relationships , he is ,,special " , he hates violence without good purpose
GEAR:
His described outfit with accesories , small vibroblade , dixie for whiskey or other alcohols , two batteries for blasters , pocketsized toolbox , comlink
SHIP:
None
DROIDS:
None
PETS:
Brown female mice called Hope , gift from Doc Baru at last months of his life . He keeps her in jar , because she is kind of runner with no sense of direction and is a little sister to him . Baru saved her , when his team was testing in Hospital's underground labs effects of next-gen war gases of animals . Jar is metalplated , crafted from very strong type of crystalised glass ...
KILLS:
None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None
ROLE-PLAYS:
None
*There can be some mistakes . So when you gonna see them , just say it and I will correct it .*
**Sorry for horrible English**
,,Why can't we be friends ? "
Theme : Who Are You - The Who
NAME: Sinn Diroe
FACTION: None , because he just started to look for his place in this galaxy . Cold-minded killer or jedi wannabe - maybe , but probably never ...
RANK: For this moment none.
SPECIES: Human without mutations,normal white-skinned man
AGE: From looks about 26 years old , but Sinn lost his ability to examine his age after accident from unknown to him past
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 1,79 m
WEIGHT: 67 kg , but his body is between plump and wrestler's muscularity type.
EYES: Deep blue eyes mounted in tired,curious eyelids.When you look deeply in his eyes , you recognize kindness,stupidity and mature sense of awareness ( just like he just lived 200 years all alone )
HAIR: Not so long , flat and gentle-looking black hair . Sometimes they are ruffling .
SKIN: Pale , with purple,large bruises around his neck and arms
CREDITS: 1000
OUTFIT: White shirt without sleeves , black suspenders attached to thick , metallic belt ( very familar to plane's seatbelt) , belt without pockets for ammunation , fair trousers with style of millitary clothing ( many pockets sealed with small clips ) , black army boots , blackish leather jacket with few pockets inside .
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Signs after burning from hot solder on his hands , cut-off little finger on his left hand .
FORCE SENSITIVE: He called her just ,,Something" and still wonders all the time about what is it . When he asked anyone for info , they mentioning about Siths and Jedi ,not about just Force. He feels strong bond to Something , during his vagabond travels around galaxy's greatest spaceports.
STRENGTH: 7/10 He could punch you with his right-hook and he will feel no thing on his fist ( meanwhile when you will count all stars upon your drossy head ) . Not good in long fights , but he's got a really strong back to carry things around ( years on carrying supplies in various spaceports/ warehouses made it up ) . Quite strong
DEXTERITY: 4/10 When he can't avoid large bubbles of slowly-falling pipe solder to touch his hands , then you got a image of his dexterity . He is more handy in precision-based operations like patching , repairing smaller elements of engine. Clumsy
CONSTITUTION: 8/10 His heart , in according to doctor's opinion just after that accident , would stay beating after big amounts of pure electric energy .
They said : Heart like good machine's engine,it will never fail.
He is quite immune to diseases because of his hard-work in many non-healthy environments . Pretty strong
INTELLIGENCE: 5/10 He learns quickly with good effects , but he can't tell his skills to do by others and he hates it , when he must do it . On other hand , he is very intelligent on his special way
WISDOM: 2/10 Very limited amounts of knowledge other than mechanics of all sort and trading schemes ( contraband , smuggling and black market) . It depends on subject ...
CHARISMA: 2/10 He know to smile or wink to get out of trouble but years of silence , not talkative personality and just fate always make it impossible to execute by him. Very low
PERSONALITY:
Blues never leaves him , he just keep on walking with sad step . Besides this not so happy side , Sinn is serious and frank , sometime just little too much in some situations . He is kind , gentle with weaker ones and also very agressive when someone is threating him or his friends . He feels all of this galaxies in his small , lost heart but he don't belong to social men , or just he talks very few times ( when he does it , that is very short but complex thought about certain time ) . His grumpiness is just reaction for silence, if Sinn had any friends , he could sacrifice himself to rescue them with all costs , even with his very own life . Unfortunately , he's got none of these things , just Force ... When he will see harm done to anybody , you gonna have a bad time . Why he does it ? Nobody knows ... It's just his Force Instict .
Love is unknown to him , because in those filthy places , where he always works , there is none of women , that he would like or just adore in silence of his basement.
Drunk when action is on its peak , not so much but after few minutes of battles he will smell like a huge barrel of nice whisky . He loves music so much , that he is anonymous fundator of any bands playing at his favourite cantina ( anywhere ...) .
BIOGRAPHY:
Sinn knows nothing from his forbidden and lost forever past . Home ? No . Any family ? No . Anything ? No . Nothing at all . His life began at Dantooine's main hospital , with simple waking up and empty head .
Doctors gave him , after few minutes , his Case . In case were all of his past lifetime . Probably he was a father , two children and pretty wife named Jana Arn at Tatooine ; but when he went there with assitance of befriended Doc Baru , these information were all wrong . His formal family said that they misplaced him . Their father , husband was Twi'leak so Diroe felt then very lonely . He left Mos Eisley with mixed feelings but when they returned to Hospital , Doc Baru proposed him to make him his son . Sinn agreed .
5 years of happiness , joy , fatherhood and studying any machines .
But they were isolated by hidden remote home at Dantooine , so Diroe became to be very attached to his ,,formal " Zabrak father .
After these days , Something had first manifestation in brain of youngling Diroe .
He had vision of shadows searchin' in the night and killing innocent people , then he was blinded in this darkness by blue string of light . Light killed shadow with ease ; after this battle , he heard : Time has come , Diroe ...
With wake-up after this dream , he noticed passed away father .
He just went to anywhere , with just small mice called Hope and bunch of credits in his plain , leather jacket .
After this bitter end of his happy times , there came times of work at many spaceports , warehouses and studying his father's passion : mechanics in all sizes and dilficulty levels . Between those travels for job , he had his accidents with hands . Force and machines were his beloved friends in this kettle of troubles , where he earned his lessons of blaster wiedling and unarmed combat ( with some blades too ) .
Now , he has about 26 years old and he needs new direction .
1000 credits to fullfill this aspiration .
But where ?
FORCE POWERS:
None
SKILLS:
Unarmed combat , combat with melee weapons , basics in blaster wiedling ,repairing and conservation of big/small space/land based engines , tuning of aircraft vehicles , very fast learning , good memory
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
None
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ machines ( he understand them and he can revive even very dead engine to full power ) , fast learning , high physical and psychologic resistance , knowledge of merchadise
- not so developed combat skills , sense of his charisma , not so talkative , little knowledge besides merchadise and mechanics , very few relationships , he is ,,special " , he hates violence without good purpose
GEAR:
His described outfit with accesories , small vibroblade , dixie for whiskey or other alcohols , two batteries for blasters , pocketsized toolbox , comlink
SHIP:
None
DROIDS:
None
PETS:
Brown female mice called Hope , gift from Doc Baru at last months of his life . He keeps her in jar , because she is kind of runner with no sense of direction and is a little sister to him . Baru saved her , when his team was testing in Hospital's underground labs effects of next-gen war gases of animals . Jar is metalplated , crafted from very strong type of crystalised glass ...
KILLS:
None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None
ROLE-PLAYS:
None
*There can be some mistakes . So when you gonna see them , just say it and I will correct it .*
**Sorry for horrible English**
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