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Pretty bare bones at the moment. RL has been keeping me busy. http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/t-js-character-planning.63512/

You will have your whappity stick! And maybe some form of contagion to go with it!

Uhh. Yes? Yes. Anything that keeps my nameless mandalorian off the battlefield and making weapons and other nasty things.

still working on name NAME: mandalorian name, yet to be determined. FACTION: Mandalorian? RANK: scientist, acedemic. mandalorian r&d department. SPECIES: human, the best species. AGE: 24 GENDER: man HEIGHT: 5'9" WEIGHT: 150 lbs. EYES: brown, nothing special HAIR: dark brown, almost black...

If you manage to rouse Geist Weiss I'd be down for a double suicide mission.

Sandwiched between two opposing fronts of automatic fire courtesy of the Mandalorian commandos, the small band of pirates were quickly cut to shreds. With their deaths the station was once again soley populated by Mandalorian forces, leaving those aboard the simple task of helping thier...

" I commend them for trying to retake their station... " Delmon spoke idly as he examined his weapon. " Their kind are more likely to cut and run. " They had several options at their disposal as to how to remove the new group of pirates from the station. Some, like locking them into a corridor...

" Damned snow... " Delmon had always hated the unending mounds of white crap ever since he was first introduced to it in his youth. It was cold, it was wet, and it stuck to every conceivable thing possible. Having grown up on a jungle planet it was nearly as opposite from his comfort zone one...

Well, yes and no. We are presently in need of another sith or imperial opponent. Our current one was captured during a a recent battle and will need to discuss his characters whereabouts with the Rebel higher ups. I've been told there is still a potential for him to be used, but we'd have to...

Stand by on Corellia, I discovered some discrepancy with the opposition. Waiting for a reply from GABA.

Delmon had just enough to to huck one last thermal detonator before abandoning his pack and hiding place from the stream of blaster fire that came from the last E-Web turret. His dive turned into a tuck and run, the pack still contained a fair amount of explosives and was bound to explode due to...

So who wants to be my buddy?

Well, I got a sheriff-esque character still wandering around, might be a good fit for him.

Delmon and Keller have history, I'm for that thread.

It's Delmon. He's my own active character at the moment.

Me? Me.

I'd be cool with doing a bit of killing on Corellia.

" Excellent work. " Delmon's tinny voice echoing off the metal walls as he let his own rifle hang from its sling. He saw no need in remaining within the confines of their shared comm channel, their presence was sure to be known to anyone in the immediate vicinity of the facility after the brief...

Delmon nodded in confirmation, readying his own weapon he slammed his off hand against the door controls. The doors opened with a soft hiss as the small metallic object that was once in Arya's hand sailed into the opposing hallway. Taking a deep breathe Delmon steeled himself for the firefight...

Bruh, count me in.