H1R0

[Stretch]

H1R0​

BIOGRAPHY​

NAME: H1R0
AGE: 8
SPECIES: Droid

FACTION: Faction
RANK: Rank/Job

HEIGHT: Independent
WEIGHT: 550 lbs
HAIR COLOR: N/A
EYE COLOR: Red

STRENGTH:
██████████
DEXTERITY:
██████████
STAMINA:
██████████
INTELLIGENCE:
██████████
WISDOM:
██████████
CHARISMA:
██████████

People ask what came first, the chicken or the egg? I ask what came first, the spark or the flame? That's all I was once, a twinkle in my daddy's schematic brought to life by a belch of fire and a slam of hammers. No factory churned me out, no sir! I was custom made from my chassi to my shiny metal ass...i. My designated programming is as simple as it is beautiful. A collective of 1s and 0s hodge podge to the untrained eye, but to me it is purpose.
PROTECT HER


Her refers to the little one latched to my shoulder. Her name is Rebbi and besides being adorable she is the key to something. Key...the key...to.. *MEMORY PERMISSION DENIED* well she is important and it's my job to protect her from...them. Those that would take her the ones who would hurt her the ones known as...as...*MEMORY PERMISSION DENIED* well...they're bad news is all I'm saying.


Rebbi and I have been together since the day she was born. There was another with us once. She was sweet, I think. She told me a secret once, about what this was all about, what Rebbi actually was. I can't remember what she said, all I recall is being calm, almost asleep. To answer the age old question, no robots do not dream of electric sheep. I personally dream about being a lizard.


It's true my nomadic lifestyle has been harsh on me, but its been every bit as hard on Rebbi. Harder even. For every patch of rust she loses trust, every break a nightmare, every fired shot...I....I forget. I'm sorry, my memory isn't the best. It's been a long time since I've had a tune up. I can't even recall when that was honestly. All I can say is if all I could remember helped me protect Rebbi, that'd be ok.


So what came first, the spark or the flame? You'd think spark obviously, but I think you think to small. Every moonlit night, every starlit sky, all the light there is came from the flame from long ago a flame no one remembers, but one that warms us all. I was born in fire, I'll die that way. You will too. Before I go, if you find me broken, beaten, destroyed. Please, I beg of you


PROTECT HER

PERSONALITY​

PRACTICAL SKILLS​

■■■■■ Slicing​	■■■■■ Survival​	■■■■■ Tracking​
■■■■■ Hunting​	■■■■■ Leadership​	■■■■■ Invest.​

COMBAT SKILLS​

■■■■■ Blasters​	■■■■■ Rifles​	■■■■■ Knives​
■■■■■ Demo.​	■■■■■ H2H​	■■■■■ Sword​

EDUCATION​

■■■■■ Huttese​	■■■■■ Rodian​	■■■■■ Ryl​
■■■■■ Tactics​	■■■■■ Politics​	■■■■■ Espionage​

I was created to protect her, but surviving isn't living. As such I am full of learning programs to stimulate a young mind eager to learn. I wasn't meant to be here forever, but that's okay because I will take Rebbi to...to...*MEMORY PERMISSION DENIED* I'll make sure she is ready for the future. She is a quick learner, much quicker than me. My circuit was stamped with everything I'd need to ever know, but seeing her learn, I must admit I'm a bit jealous for losing that experience.



My days are often filled with games and lessons via holotape. On breaks I scavenge whatever area we are in for scrap and food to sustain the both of us. In cities, I beg, in wastes I hunt, when there is nothing I find something. There is never nothing, there is always possiblity even in the darkest of days there is hope. Rebbi is my hope and it is a light I will never extinguish.


People come, they talk about bounties and slaving and reprogramming. I can't let them touch me, I can't let them hurt her. I'm not a violent droid, not a hostile chip in my circuit board, but when I think of her hurt I...I... *COMBAT PROTOCOL OVERRIDE PERSONALITY CORE* ...oh sorry about that lost myself for a second. Oh when did all these rocks break?



People often say it's not the destination it is the journey and I agree, partly because I don't have a destination. I figure Rebbi and I will cruise the star lanes until something interesting pops up. Till then every star is a new horizon every planet brings a new dawn and every person brings new experiences. Rebbi often asks me why she isn't like other kids. Why she can't go to a regular school or have regular friends. I honestly can't say. It just has to be this way to protect her.




So that's my report so far. I'll send it via the boom encrypted...for...uh *MEMORY PERMISSION DENIED* right well it's sent. We have to get moving soon, I know Rebbi is starting to like it here, but something seems different now. It's not safe here. It's never safe for long. They always find us. I don't know how, but they always find us.

LEGACY​

EQUIPMENT​

Armor
—Durasteel Chassi
—Plasteel Suspension

Weapon
—Vibrosword
—N/A
Weapon
—Welding Torch
—Ignition Oil

TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●
TITLE — Short description [LINK] ●

 

[Darasuum]

using imperial measurement system triggers me.

otherwise looks good.

 

[Stretch]

Hes an American droid

 

[Darasuum]

Hes an American droid

I believe it's pronounced "Sith Empire" or more locally known as Coruscanti perhaps.

 

[Herrith]

using imperial measurement system triggers me.

otherwise looks good.

We don't call it 'Customary' here for nothing.

I support Metric too. So in my opinion 'Customary' is 'Unnecessary'.

 

[Mad Dog]

I love the Character pic though.