Ando Huntre
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NAME: Ando Huntre
FACTION: New Jedi Order
RANK: Initiate
SPECIES: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant
AGE: 19
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 172 lbs.
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Golden Blond
SKIN: White
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A scar from above his eye to his lower lip.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
FACTION: New Jedi Order
RANK: Initiate
SPECIES: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant
AGE: 19
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 172 lbs.
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Golden Blond
SKIN: White
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A scar from above his eye to his lower lip.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH:
He used to hit the gym and weight room before everything happened. He also occasionally ran before. He is overall pretty strong.
DEXTERITY: He can be quick on his feet when he concentrates and tries hard for it. He could get better with training and work. Overall, he could improve a bit, but is alright.
CONSTITUTION: He doesn't get sick often and he can take a lot of pain before giving in. He is weak at being persuaded, however. Overall, a semi-good constitution, better than some and worse than others.
INTELLIGENCE: He is a listener and a thinker. He took several classes in school when younger, but currently lacks current events knowledge. He knows a little bit about fighting knowledge and quite more about other subjects. Overall, like everyone, he could always learn more, but he knows quite a bit.
WISDOM: He is not the wisest, not too wise at all really. Overall, He should learn wisdom.
CHARISMA: He isn't the greatest at influencing others, but he can use basic manipulation techniques. Overall, He could improve quite a bit.
FORCE POWERS:
None
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
None
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Works good with tactics from playing many games when smaller, but vengeful as well which can lead to trouble for him. He is too quick to judge and isn't very trustful of others.
He used to hit the gym and weight room before everything happened. He also occasionally ran before. He is overall pretty strong.
DEXTERITY: He can be quick on his feet when he concentrates and tries hard for it. He could get better with training and work. Overall, he could improve a bit, but is alright.
CONSTITUTION: He doesn't get sick often and he can take a lot of pain before giving in. He is weak at being persuaded, however. Overall, a semi-good constitution, better than some and worse than others.
INTELLIGENCE: He is a listener and a thinker. He took several classes in school when younger, but currently lacks current events knowledge. He knows a little bit about fighting knowledge and quite more about other subjects. Overall, like everyone, he could always learn more, but he knows quite a bit.
WISDOM: He is not the wisest, not too wise at all really. Overall, He should learn wisdom.
CHARISMA: He isn't the greatest at influencing others, but he can use basic manipulation techniques. Overall, He could improve quite a bit.
FORCE POWERS:
None
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
None
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Works good with tactics from playing many games when smaller, but vengeful as well which can lead to trouble for him. He is too quick to judge and isn't very trustful of others.
GEAR:
He holds a concealed combat knife, an old blaster rifle, an advanced wrist computer hidden under his cloak on his arm, a pouch full of credits, and the clothes on his back (which is a simple, basic armor plated shirt, shorts, a cloak, boots, and a pair of googles).
DROIDS:
An old R3 unit he recovered from his home, named Iom. He does not know much other than the name and type of droid it is as he has only recently received it.
He holds a concealed combat knife, an old blaster rifle, an advanced wrist computer hidden under his cloak on his arm, a pouch full of credits, and the clothes on his back (which is a simple, basic armor plated shirt, shorts, a cloak, boots, and a pair of googles).
DROIDS:
An old R3 unit he recovered from his home, named Iom. He does not know much other than the name and type of droid it is as he has only recently received it.
PERSONALITY: (Caution: Spoiler Alert- You may wish to read the biography first.)
Ando is generally seemingly calm. He is truthfully very cautious of others and watches every move they make. He is a bit rude at times and a bit stubborn. He can be a great guy however. He is quite suspicious of shady people. He is quiet around most people, but once he knows you, he will be fine talking.
Ando used to do a load of things before his parents were killed. He used to play many games which strengthened his mind. He enjoyed his workouts and getting stronger. He likes watching fights, but dislikes torture, he believes it to be cruel. He trained with the weapons he had during the time period of getting the weapons and heading out to find Rosahn. He is interested in joining the Jedi and hope that they can help him find his place. *Now, much is different, he is still the same Ando, but is now also a new person.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ando Huntre was born on the planet of Coruscant to two human parents as their first and only child. It was a normal life. He went to school, played, and grew up. It was only 'til*he grew up when his life changed. He was a sweet little boy that had a similar life to normal kids, but it would change. He got into drugs and involved in crime. He was seventeen when it started to happened.
Walking home from a nearby gym, He met a Rodian by the name of Rosahn, a drug dealer. He was offered drugs, took them, and it took a turn for the worse. Rosahn had gotten Ando hooked on simple and smaller drugs at first and then Ando moved onto bigger and more dangerous drugs. He needed more money, so he stole from his parents to get what he wanted. They eventually found out and got Ando help before he could harm himself. He was on them for about a year until his parents hired a special doctor to help Ando become sober. After months and months of work, it helped. It was hard at first, but with the help it grew easier after time.
He got off them and became sober, but the dealer got into contact with him and said that Ando owed him credits. He was done with him and his drugs, so he sent him off. Weeks later, Rosahn showed up with a band of mercenaries. They were all armed. They barged into the apartment, killed his parents in front of him while four large mercenaries held him down, took what they could find, and ran off. Rosahn went up to Ando before they left and told him that he had until his birthday to pay them back and that this was a lesson.
Ando had only two weeks before his eighteenth birthday. He had owed a drug dealer nearly two thousand credits. He was angry with those creatures. He wanted them all dead, but wanted that worm to himself. He wanted vengeance, and he would take it. He searched his house for what he could find. He found a combat knife in his mother's dresser, an old blaster rifle in his father's closet. The knife was probably used in place of other items to defend one's self. The blaster was obviously old and worn from older generations passed on to him.*He continued his search and *in the kitchen's closet he found a note. It was from his parents, it was his birthday present from them. It told him to search the apartment three floors below theirs, it had a key. Ando went down to the room and opened it. Inside the room, he found an R3 unit named Iom, a personal wrist computer, one thousand credits, and a pamphlet about the Jedi. A note there said "We love you!". He needed time to think.
He waited and waited until it was the day. He was ready to confront the creatures. He worked on his aim with the blaster as he could and worked with the knife all while the days went by. At a shooting range to his own home he worked on these combative skills. He also thought on the recent days. His parents wanted him to go to the Jedi? He thought about this hard and that perhaps they can help him. It was the only thing really to do now. He went to the streets of Coruscant while leaving his droid away in safety. He knew Rosahn would find him when it was time, he knew what was going to happen. In front of him, Rosahn appeared from the darkness with several mercenaries, and behind Ando, even more mercenaries appeared. He was ready for this, it was what he practiced for. There were only about seven in all, not including Rosahn. Most of the mercenaries appeared Human or Twi`lek, probably trying to get a simple job, looked like they were new to the business. Now all he wanted was the death of the one, he didn't care what happened next; but if he survived he knew where he would go.
The drug dealer held out his hand and said two words "my credits". Ando brought up his rifle and shot Rosahn square in the face, dropping him there. "You all killed my family, prepare to die." Ando only had those simple words. He shot two of the mercenaries as quickly as he could, and ended up hitting one in the chest and one in the thigh. He turned around and nailed one right in the teeth, and then the same mercenary that had charged in the face with the butt of the gun. The rest of the mercenaries scattered, running off away from the scene. Either scared to die, or didn't like how the mission wad turning out. They didn't expect the resistance. They were hired as number and not quality.
A large hairy figure, a Wookie, remained in the street. It was many meters away, and it held a simple sword in its hand. It growled and charged at Ando. His parents had taught him about self-defence, living where they did. He also took a few classes about basic fighting. Caught up in his anger, Ando raised his blaster and shot three times. The first missed, the second hit its chest, and the third hit its leg. He dropped the rifle and pulled out the knife and dodged the weakened Wookie's attack by ducking under a horizontal swing, stabbed the arm that had the sword, then grabbed the sword and gripped it. The Wookie lashed its claws at Ando, leaving a large mark, a scar, about his eye, missing the eye, barely. Finally, he stabbed the creature in the chest with the sword and plunged it deeper through the chest after quickly feeling the sharp pain from the attack. Unknowingly, the Force aided him slightly, giving him the advantage over them. His life clearly wasn't over just yet.
They fell to the ground, Wookie on top. It was dead. Ando rolled the smelly, heavy thing off of him and ran over, after getting up off the ground, to Rosahn then crouched down next him him after retrieving his things. Ando could still hear him breathing, so Ando finished him off after regaining control over a quick pain through his new scar. He fetched his droid and began heading to the Jedi on the planet wondering what and who may all be after him now, planet security or something like that. He decided that he would worry about it later. He took his droid, stole the dead Rodian's bike and took off. He had a while to think now. It had at least until morning. The Wookie, the Rodian, the mercenaries were all he could think of. His surprising combat skills and prowess saved him. He thought most the way there.
Ando is generally seemingly calm. He is truthfully very cautious of others and watches every move they make. He is a bit rude at times and a bit stubborn. He can be a great guy however. He is quite suspicious of shady people. He is quiet around most people, but once he knows you, he will be fine talking.
Ando used to do a load of things before his parents were killed. He used to play many games which strengthened his mind. He enjoyed his workouts and getting stronger. He likes watching fights, but dislikes torture, he believes it to be cruel. He trained with the weapons he had during the time period of getting the weapons and heading out to find Rosahn. He is interested in joining the Jedi and hope that they can help him find his place. *Now, much is different, he is still the same Ando, but is now also a new person.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ando Huntre was born on the planet of Coruscant to two human parents as their first and only child. It was a normal life. He went to school, played, and grew up. It was only 'til*he grew up when his life changed. He was a sweet little boy that had a similar life to normal kids, but it would change. He got into drugs and involved in crime. He was seventeen when it started to happened.
Walking home from a nearby gym, He met a Rodian by the name of Rosahn, a drug dealer. He was offered drugs, took them, and it took a turn for the worse. Rosahn had gotten Ando hooked on simple and smaller drugs at first and then Ando moved onto bigger and more dangerous drugs. He needed more money, so he stole from his parents to get what he wanted. They eventually found out and got Ando help before he could harm himself. He was on them for about a year until his parents hired a special doctor to help Ando become sober. After months and months of work, it helped. It was hard at first, but with the help it grew easier after time.
He got off them and became sober, but the dealer got into contact with him and said that Ando owed him credits. He was done with him and his drugs, so he sent him off. Weeks later, Rosahn showed up with a band of mercenaries. They were all armed. They barged into the apartment, killed his parents in front of him while four large mercenaries held him down, took what they could find, and ran off. Rosahn went up to Ando before they left and told him that he had until his birthday to pay them back and that this was a lesson.
Ando had only two weeks before his eighteenth birthday. He had owed a drug dealer nearly two thousand credits. He was angry with those creatures. He wanted them all dead, but wanted that worm to himself. He wanted vengeance, and he would take it. He searched his house for what he could find. He found a combat knife in his mother's dresser, an old blaster rifle in his father's closet. The knife was probably used in place of other items to defend one's self. The blaster was obviously old and worn from older generations passed on to him.*He continued his search and *in the kitchen's closet he found a note. It was from his parents, it was his birthday present from them. It told him to search the apartment three floors below theirs, it had a key. Ando went down to the room and opened it. Inside the room, he found an R3 unit named Iom, a personal wrist computer, one thousand credits, and a pamphlet about the Jedi. A note there said "We love you!". He needed time to think.
He waited and waited until it was the day. He was ready to confront the creatures. He worked on his aim with the blaster as he could and worked with the knife all while the days went by. At a shooting range to his own home he worked on these combative skills. He also thought on the recent days. His parents wanted him to go to the Jedi? He thought about this hard and that perhaps they can help him. It was the only thing really to do now. He went to the streets of Coruscant while leaving his droid away in safety. He knew Rosahn would find him when it was time, he knew what was going to happen. In front of him, Rosahn appeared from the darkness with several mercenaries, and behind Ando, even more mercenaries appeared. He was ready for this, it was what he practiced for. There were only about seven in all, not including Rosahn. Most of the mercenaries appeared Human or Twi`lek, probably trying to get a simple job, looked like they were new to the business. Now all he wanted was the death of the one, he didn't care what happened next; but if he survived he knew where he would go.
The drug dealer held out his hand and said two words "my credits". Ando brought up his rifle and shot Rosahn square in the face, dropping him there. "You all killed my family, prepare to die." Ando only had those simple words. He shot two of the mercenaries as quickly as he could, and ended up hitting one in the chest and one in the thigh. He turned around and nailed one right in the teeth, and then the same mercenary that had charged in the face with the butt of the gun. The rest of the mercenaries scattered, running off away from the scene. Either scared to die, or didn't like how the mission wad turning out. They didn't expect the resistance. They were hired as number and not quality.
A large hairy figure, a Wookie, remained in the street. It was many meters away, and it held a simple sword in its hand. It growled and charged at Ando. His parents had taught him about self-defence, living where they did. He also took a few classes about basic fighting. Caught up in his anger, Ando raised his blaster and shot three times. The first missed, the second hit its chest, and the third hit its leg. He dropped the rifle and pulled out the knife and dodged the weakened Wookie's attack by ducking under a horizontal swing, stabbed the arm that had the sword, then grabbed the sword and gripped it. The Wookie lashed its claws at Ando, leaving a large mark, a scar, about his eye, missing the eye, barely. Finally, he stabbed the creature in the chest with the sword and plunged it deeper through the chest after quickly feeling the sharp pain from the attack. Unknowingly, the Force aided him slightly, giving him the advantage over them. His life clearly wasn't over just yet.
They fell to the ground, Wookie on top. It was dead. Ando rolled the smelly, heavy thing off of him and ran over, after getting up off the ground, to Rosahn then crouched down next him him after retrieving his things. Ando could still hear him breathing, so Ando finished him off after regaining control over a quick pain through his new scar. He fetched his droid and began heading to the Jedi on the planet wondering what and who may all be after him now, planet security or something like that. He decided that he would worry about it later. He took his droid, stole the dead Rodian's bike and took off. He had a while to think now. It had at least until morning. The Wookie, the Rodian, the mercenaries were all he could think of. His surprising combat skills and prowess saved him. He thought most the way there.
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