Biggs
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Institute Background:
SUBJECT IDENTIFY:
NAME: Bishop
FORMER NAME:(Biggs - Biological. Intelligence. Gate. Guardian.)
SPECIES: Droid/Cyborg
AGE: 2.5 years
GENDER: Subject identifies as Male, yet HK droid body has no
genitalia
HEIGHT: 6 ft.
WEIGHT: 125 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Unknown
PURPOSE - Subject houses the key to future A.I. realization and sentient life forms. He is named as such because he is the Guardian to the Gate which houses the future of A.I. and natural sentient relations. Subject has broken containment and must be hunted down in order to run further tests so it can insert itself into everyday life and not be threatened or threatening.
BIOGRAPHY:
An old life dies:
The only thing left of an old ex-con was his brain. He signed up for experimentation to prolong his life towards the end, however nothing seemed to work as he just kept aging. The wealth he had stolen throughout his younger years kept his dream of living forever alive, however he soon realized that his body was keeping his dream from becoming reality. His mind had yet to leave him but his body had already checked out. Living on a wealthy estate in the booming capital of Coruscant wasn't something he dreamed of as a young man, but it suited him in his later years. The clinic where the experiments were held was only a short ride away and he lived in a peaceful community, but his wealth was known by the community. One night a small time crook found her way inside. She found the vault, his credit chit and valuable belongings, and he found her. They fought and the old man tried to take her down, but in his weakened stage he was no match for her prowess in fighting and stealing. She pushed him down the stairs and he landed on his back, hard. The tumble had broken his back, both legs and his left arm and neck. The thief then proceeded to steal anything she deemed valuable and leave without a trace. He was able to call emergency services from the lab he went to three times a week and they arrived, but not in time to save him. The fall had caused several fractures to his spinal cord, enough so that he would never walk again and several punctures to vital organs, he was bleeding from the inside. The emergency help rushed him to the clinic where the scientists began immediate extraction of his brain to implant in a new body. A new body that had been designed to sustain bio-organic life after serious trauma. In the ex-cons case, death... The brain of the old man had received several traumatic abrasions from his fall down the stairs, leaving the tissue broken beyond immediate repair. The scientists and doctors only had minutes before the brain was completely dead, so they had to act fast. The people the old man hired worked around the clock to fine-tune the body that would hold the mans brain, however the sudden death of the man brought fine-tuning to a halt, The old man had picked an HK droid as the new body, it was top of the line, newly purchased, no bugs in its systems and it was being modified for the old mans liking. The body would have to be worked on after the transplant was finished. The surgeons prepared for the operation, washing hands and tools, and cleaning the bed. Engineers and technicians stood by, for post-operation once the brain was implanted engineers began to seal up the body and surgeons connected what was left of the brain to the circuitry with the help of the technicians. The operation went on without a hitch. There wasn't much of the brain to salvage, anything needed for basic cognition was still able, the memory den however was shot, only small bits and pieces were still alive, alive enough, but the dreams of the old man, to have his knowledge and to be in a younger body was dead, just as dead as he was.
A new life is born:
Several days after the initial death of the old man, the project is put on ice, nothing is touched, nothing is turned on, the only removed is the old mans body, cast away in the fire and his ashes released to the wind. Power is still needed to keep the brain alive, thus basic cognition is monitored. Nothing major at first but then, life! New life to be exact. Dreams come through, the likes of which no one has ever seen before. Words, languages, old memories translating into skills come through, muscle memories they are deemed but perhaps more? The brain knows it's alive, but struggles to find the light. After several days of incubation, the power is connected. The brain is taken away from its stasis inside of it's own mind and brought into it's new body. No memories of its old life as the man remained. Only skills and old tissue connect this new life to the life of the old man. Bracing is all that the body is, casing and gears. The engineers gather around to build a body. Artificial flesh isn't used, the mans money ran dry, but this project was about more than a legacy, it was about Artificial Intelligence, a new generation of A.I. a new way to sustain life, a cybernetic way. However the head researchers at the institute knew better, they kept him locked away in the basement away from everyone else. The droid felt no hunger or pain, he only craved companionship to which everyone needs for health and life. He found that in a girl, a girl named Sarah. She was at the institute for robotic limb treatment. Her left thigh, arm, ribs, jaw and eye were all robotic after a horrific speeder crash. She continuously sneaked down to the basement to visit her droid friend, to offer some sort of companionship, they were all too alike not too. They both hated the institute where they were kept, but it was necessary, at least for her. He had the old skills of the ex-con in his brain, he could learn what he needed to learn easily with the enhanced cybernetics and the human potential nothing was impossible. He knew he was experimental, he knew they would never let him leave, he was a freak of nature. So one night he breaks containment. He steals one of the guards civilian clothing, a dark blue almost black pair of pants with dirty black boots, and a green and black jacket with a hood. He was able to snatch a key card from one of the scientists previously and use it to escape. Instead of going out the front door he goes up to the roof of the building where a hover carrier waits for emergency sick an injured, it was one of five that the institute had, so he wasn't inhibiting anyone from being saved. Before he could leave though Sarah ran up to see him leave. She told him to always remember her name, and don't forget his name either, her name was Sarah, and his name was Biggs. She kissed him on the metal cheek and he left. She didn't come because she couldn't, she had to stay there. He left and never looked back.
SUBJECT IDENTIFY:
NAME: Bishop
FORMER NAME:(Biggs - Biological. Intelligence. Gate. Guardian.)
SPECIES: Droid/Cyborg
AGE: 2.5 years
GENDER: Subject identifies as Male, yet HK droid body has no
genitalia
HEIGHT: 6 ft.
WEIGHT: 125 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Unknown
PURPOSE - Subject houses the key to future A.I. realization and sentient life forms. He is named as such because he is the Guardian to the Gate which houses the future of A.I. and natural sentient relations. Subject has broken containment and must be hunted down in order to run further tests so it can insert itself into everyday life and not be threatened or threatening.
BIOGRAPHY:
An old life dies:
The only thing left of an old ex-con was his brain. He signed up for experimentation to prolong his life towards the end, however nothing seemed to work as he just kept aging. The wealth he had stolen throughout his younger years kept his dream of living forever alive, however he soon realized that his body was keeping his dream from becoming reality. His mind had yet to leave him but his body had already checked out. Living on a wealthy estate in the booming capital of Coruscant wasn't something he dreamed of as a young man, but it suited him in his later years. The clinic where the experiments were held was only a short ride away and he lived in a peaceful community, but his wealth was known by the community. One night a small time crook found her way inside. She found the vault, his credit chit and valuable belongings, and he found her. They fought and the old man tried to take her down, but in his weakened stage he was no match for her prowess in fighting and stealing. She pushed him down the stairs and he landed on his back, hard. The tumble had broken his back, both legs and his left arm and neck. The thief then proceeded to steal anything she deemed valuable and leave without a trace. He was able to call emergency services from the lab he went to three times a week and they arrived, but not in time to save him. The fall had caused several fractures to his spinal cord, enough so that he would never walk again and several punctures to vital organs, he was bleeding from the inside. The emergency help rushed him to the clinic where the scientists began immediate extraction of his brain to implant in a new body. A new body that had been designed to sustain bio-organic life after serious trauma. In the ex-cons case, death... The brain of the old man had received several traumatic abrasions from his fall down the stairs, leaving the tissue broken beyond immediate repair. The scientists and doctors only had minutes before the brain was completely dead, so they had to act fast. The people the old man hired worked around the clock to fine-tune the body that would hold the mans brain, however the sudden death of the man brought fine-tuning to a halt, The old man had picked an HK droid as the new body, it was top of the line, newly purchased, no bugs in its systems and it was being modified for the old mans liking. The body would have to be worked on after the transplant was finished. The surgeons prepared for the operation, washing hands and tools, and cleaning the bed. Engineers and technicians stood by, for post-operation once the brain was implanted engineers began to seal up the body and surgeons connected what was left of the brain to the circuitry with the help of the technicians. The operation went on without a hitch. There wasn't much of the brain to salvage, anything needed for basic cognition was still able, the memory den however was shot, only small bits and pieces were still alive, alive enough, but the dreams of the old man, to have his knowledge and to be in a younger body was dead, just as dead as he was.
A new life is born:
Several days after the initial death of the old man, the project is put on ice, nothing is touched, nothing is turned on, the only removed is the old mans body, cast away in the fire and his ashes released to the wind. Power is still needed to keep the brain alive, thus basic cognition is monitored. Nothing major at first but then, life! New life to be exact. Dreams come through, the likes of which no one has ever seen before. Words, languages, old memories translating into skills come through, muscle memories they are deemed but perhaps more? The brain knows it's alive, but struggles to find the light. After several days of incubation, the power is connected. The brain is taken away from its stasis inside of it's own mind and brought into it's new body. No memories of its old life as the man remained. Only skills and old tissue connect this new life to the life of the old man. Bracing is all that the body is, casing and gears. The engineers gather around to build a body. Artificial flesh isn't used, the mans money ran dry, but this project was about more than a legacy, it was about Artificial Intelligence, a new generation of A.I. a new way to sustain life, a cybernetic way. However the head researchers at the institute knew better, they kept him locked away in the basement away from everyone else. The droid felt no hunger or pain, he only craved companionship to which everyone needs for health and life. He found that in a girl, a girl named Sarah. She was at the institute for robotic limb treatment. Her left thigh, arm, ribs, jaw and eye were all robotic after a horrific speeder crash. She continuously sneaked down to the basement to visit her droid friend, to offer some sort of companionship, they were all too alike not too. They both hated the institute where they were kept, but it was necessary, at least for her. He had the old skills of the ex-con in his brain, he could learn what he needed to learn easily with the enhanced cybernetics and the human potential nothing was impossible. He knew he was experimental, he knew they would never let him leave, he was a freak of nature. So one night he breaks containment. He steals one of the guards civilian clothing, a dark blue almost black pair of pants with dirty black boots, and a green and black jacket with a hood. He was able to snatch a key card from one of the scientists previously and use it to escape. Instead of going out the front door he goes up to the roof of the building where a hover carrier waits for emergency sick an injured, it was one of five that the institute had, so he wasn't inhibiting anyone from being saved. Before he could leave though Sarah ran up to see him leave. She told him to always remember her name, and don't forget his name either, her name was Sarah, and his name was Biggs. She kissed him on the metal cheek and he left. She didn't come because she couldn't, she had to stay there. He left and never looked back.
APPEARANCE:
Biggs wears a dark blue almost black pair of pants with dirty black boots, and a green and black jacket with a hood with dirty golden yellow gloves. While leaving Coruscant he stole an old yellow with black stripes flag and uses it as a poncho, he also stole a white face mask that can breathe in potentially hazardous environments. Although his body is already outfitted with an Oxygen converter he uses it to hide his face. His body used to be an HK droid until the Institute had modified from the old mans wishes, after his death however, they modififed it to their own benefits. Outfitting him with superior armor and motion. The once great assassin droid was re-crafted to become a superior assassin. His upper arms and upper legs are four light steel beams connected to each individual joint housing the inner workings, covered in a dense allow plating. His chest area is a light durasteel and Cortosis weave with several smaller light steel plates covering his abdomen. On his back is a skinny Cortosis plate stretching down the length of his spinal column, again with smaller light steel plating on the sides. Although his body is made up of a lighter steel material so he can effectively sneak rather than clunk around he may be able to withstand one or two blast bolts to the chest as well as a lightsaber slash, however being hit anywhere else would be near fatal.
ATTRIBUTES:
Humanity escapes him. He doesn't feel remorse for the lives he may take, that can either by a weakness or a strength, depending on the situation. He is one of a kind so he doesn't hold allegiance to anyone except himself and the girl who befriended him. For now his brain waves tell him to seek fortune and fame once more just like the old man did in his young age. It's an urge he can't fight. His body casing is made up of a dense metal alloy. It cannot withstand the full force of a lightsaber but he may be able to withstand a swipe by one and still be able to move, same goes for a blaster bolt. His language filter isn't the best, he can speak galactic basic with ease, but that's about it. For this reason he chooses not to speak. His voice also personifies that of a human but a cybernetic undertone. It makes him stand out more than he needs too so he doesn't speak.
PERSONALITY:
Biggs understands that what he holds in his head is the remnants of a human, for this he feels... odd about to say the least. His brain is only a small part of what once was. His memory den is missing, so he has no memories of his old life, a computer CPU records all of the new entries he encounters now. The only thing his brain offers him are dreams and skills. His emotions are also lacking, only equipped with the most basic emotions of happiness, sadness, fear, anger, surprise and disgust he is left to create and figure out his own emotions and feelings about the surrounding world. After all he is just now discovering what the outside world is like.
SKILLS:
Stealth is a great ally in his arsenal. He is also equipped with a targeting chip implanted in his eye sight giving him a leg up on the competition when it comes to blaster rifles or blaster pistols. He is unskilled with any melee weapon however, and is also unfamiliar with an enemy who would use such an object. He has flight skills which include speeder bikes, hover crafts on world, and starship navigation and piloting skills. He is only fluent in Galactic Basic, and in Binary of which all droids can speak. He is extremely gifted in engineering, whether is be on a ship or himself he can fix just about any machinery. Recently Bishop was upgraded with language cards, he now can speak Binary, Bocce, Hapan, Huttese, Shyriiwook, Jawaese, Rodese, and a little personal Utapauan fluently.
GEAR:
H-206 Renegade Blaster Rifle
Dense Alloy chest armor plating
White Oxygen Converter Gas mask
ROLE-PLAYS:
- To walk among the living
- New ways of thinking
- Catch a glimpse
RELATIONSHIPS:
- Cato Nek'la (Arrow)
- Calo Deviant
- Emilgotha
DROIDS:
N/A
PETS:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
COMBAT:
N/A
- To walk among the living
- New ways of thinking
- Catch a glimpse
RELATIONSHIPS:
- Cato Nek'la (Arrow)
- Calo Deviant
- Emilgotha
DROIDS:
N/A
PETS:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
COMBAT:
N/A
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