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Jester Korvun
Scum of the Galaxy
Scum of the Galaxy
COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE: Jester is an interesting looking character. He is completely bald, but his hair back when he actually wore it was a light brown. His eyes are dark, or at least they were. His left eye was severely damaged by a vibroknife during his teenage years, but that's a story for another time. That eye is white and surrounded by a long thin scar that runs though the eye and down his face. His remaining eye is a dark, soulless brown, almost black. He is a rather imposing man, standing around six feet and three inches. He is not a mountain of muscle by any means, but you definitely don't want to spill your drink on him in a seedy Nar Shadaa cantina. His clothing varies, but he isn't one for light colors or flashy attire.
PERSONALITY: Jester's personality does not match his name. At all. Why his spicehead mother would even think of giving him a name like that is anyone's guess, but it's wrong. Jester is no Jester. He's cold. He's grown up hard. Any sort of compassion, happiness, humanity or love was ripped away from him long ago. Those things won't help a street kid on the smugglers moon. No, that kid has to be hard. That kid can't shed tears, or give charity, or risk his neck for others. Not a chance in hell. Jester is a businessman in his adulthood. He lives for his work and for the credits it earns him. Hell, that's the only thing Jester could even be said to "love". Cash, dosh, creds, chips. That's the reason he climbs out of bed in the morning. That never ending pursuit of the crisp, clean credit chip, or a filthy old one ripped from the claws of some lowlife spice fiend. It's all the same to Jester. Don't expect anything more from him because you won't get it. Be too nice or show too much weakness, and there will be a blaster at your head, a fist smashing your nose, or a vibroknife in your gut. That said, after a few drinks he can be an okay guy to hang with, and there's nobody better to have your back in a fight, but don't trust him with a penny, or you'll find that your starship is missing.
LIKES AND DISLIKES: Likes and dislikes? Hell that's an easy one. Likes: credits. Maybe the occasional cantina dancer. Dislikes: Oh man, you just opened Pandora's Box. I can't even list them all but for the sake of simplicity: The Galaxy. But a few things do stand out. I'd call these "Hates". Hutts, people who won't pay up, force using wizard freaks, the government no matter who it is, authority, blasters in his face, sleazy spice fiends, competition, and smugglers who dump their cargo at the first sign of trouble...
BIOGRAPHY: What is this story time? Fine, I'll tell you about Jester. It's a decent story honestly, I'd give a hand full of credits to whoever makes a holovid of it. But anyway I'm rambling. Jester was born on Nar Shadaa, The Smugglers Moon, The ass end of the Galaxy. His dad wasn't around, and booooy let me tell ya I wouldn't mention that around Jester. That's signing your own death warrant. His mom was a scumbag spice fiend. She barely fed the poor bastard. From the time he could walk and put a word together he was on the streets. Begging at first, maybe some petty thievery here and there but welcome to Nar Shadaa eh? Anyways that was his formative years. Begging, scamming, pick pocketing hell you name it. And that's when he was just a little guy! When he was like 10 or 12 or some thing like that his sweet old mum had a little too much spice one night. That was the end of that. From then on he was alone.
So there he was, little Jester all alone in a big ol' cesspool of scum, slime and crime, with a little hungry belly. Some say Jester was happy when his mum died, if you you ask him she was just a burden for him anyway. But forget that crap so this kids all alone right? What does he do? He becomes a friggin spice mule for the hutts! Some slug named Grodda or something like that.
That's when it started. He started carrying little bits of spice or credits from place to place, that went on for a couple years until he started growing up a little bit and realizing how royally *****ed his situation was. That's when he started planning. He was tough, even at that age. He had lived more in 15 years than most people do in a lifetime. He'd probably seen more death and horror than a soldier. He got sick of ferrying around all this spice and money for the drug lords of The Smugglers Moon, so he said forget it one day. He went do some slimeball he knew and bought a blaster. Just some dinky little pistol, I think it was Rodian made.
That night, when his *ahem* employer, one of Grodda's lackeys called him for a job, he knew his time had come. The guy wanted him to take a backpack full of the best spice in the outer rim up to one of the big promenade dance clubs, get the creds, and bring em back. Jester gladly accepted of course, and went to the guys ratty little flat to pick it up. So he gets there, shoots the sith with the guy a little bit then BLAM! Puts a blaster bolt right in his friggin forehead! This a fifteen year old, man! If anything'll tell ya who Jester is as a person then that's it right there! But anyways he kills the guy, takes the spice for himself and rolls up to the Promenade to make the sale. Well when he gets there 4 slimeballs are waitin' for him with vibroknives and shocksticks, telling him to hand over the goods and skedaddle. Well Jester wasn't playing that game, he whipped out his blaster and dropped two of the guys like a pro, hell you'd think the kid was a Mandalorian or somethin' the way he put those guys down! But he only dropped two, the other guys came at him weapons in hand. One guy put a shock stick right in his gut and the other guy slashed his face up somethin' fierce with a vibroknife. But it takes a helluva lot more than that to lay down the infamous Jester Korvun I'll tell ya that right now. The guys rip the bag of spice of his back, talking crap while he's lying there on the ground lickin' his wounds. Well they mad a fatal mistake, they didn't take his blaster. They were too caught up in the moment that they left his blaster right there! So they're takin' off down this alleyway in one of the promenades and Jester puts a blaster bolt in each of their backs. He walked up, picked up the stuff, and took the vibroknife one of those scumbags sliced him with. He still carries it to this day, and I'll tell ya, there's been a lot of blood on that blade.
That's how his spice career began. He took over that part of the city. He was doing pretty well for himself by Nar Shadaa spice peddler standards, but he had his sights set a lot higher. The years go by, and he does his thing, saves up some creds and buys a ship. Now remember that at this point he's still workin' for Grodda, but that ain't gonna last long. So he saves up a bunch of cash, gets in good with Grodda and starts that scheming of his. He meets the smuggler that brings Grodda his supplies and become fast friends with the guy, ya wanna know how I know? You're friggin talkin' to that smuggler right now! Haha! But anywho, that's when I met him, and I remember him askin' me what I though of Grodda one day, I said well he's a nasty frickin' slug but his credits are clean and that's when he tells me the plan. He's gonna take out Grodda. He plans to freakin' take out Grodda, take all his cash and all his product, and leave Nar Shadaa forever, he says he wants his own Cartel, one that'll make the Hutts look like a joke. I say good luck with that pal but then, a few weeks later, Groddas dead and Jester contacts me from Corellia...
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ROLE-PLAYS: A Strange Brand of Friendship (In Progress)
Building an Empire (Completed, past tense)
The Jester and The Dead Woman (In Progress, Past Tense)
((OOC: First character everyone, let me know what you think! Just FYI the biography and personality is told from the mouth of Jesters smuggler in a Cantina, I'll probably make a character for him one day too. The part in spoilers is pretty meh but I threw it in for a general overview. I'll smarten it up later.))
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