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Kirby the Jedi
AGE
► 20
SPECIES
► Human
HEIGHT
► 5'10"
WEIGHT
► 140lbs
EYE COLOR
► Blue
HAIR COLOR
► Blond
HOMEWORLD
► Coruscant
GENDER
► He, Him, His
FACTION
► Independent
RANK
► 'Jedi'
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes! Totally! (He is not force sensitive)
BIOGRAPHY
Kirby von Danderman is not a jedi. Kirby is actually a junker from lower coruscant and has been one for the last 20 years, always tinkering with scrap and machines but always wanting to be something more. He's always liked helping people and would often give people discounts on their speeder repair jobs in his Dad's mechanic shop, filing it under 'birthday deal' or something.
But all the sneaky discounts in the world wouldn't do anything about Coruscant's real issue - criminals and thugs. His own father was being harrassed by them and forced to pay protection money to them so that they wouldn't burn his shop to the ground. Kirby had had enough. He used his wages to buy a blaster pistol and tried to go after them. It did not go well.
Kirby had more than seven shades of shite kicked out of him. He limped back to his father's shop with countless bruises, a few broken ribs, three missing teeth, a dislocated arm and a busted lip. He considered himself to have gotten off lightly. The months he spent in recovery he kept thinking about how stupid he felt. When he'd pulled the blaster out and told them to leave him and his Dad alone they just laughed at him and took it out of his hands. They didnt even flinch. He just felt so powerless, like countless others did on this planet.
The solution to Kirby's problem wouldn't reveal itself to him for another year, until one day he was walking home from a night in a Cantina and he found himself cornered by the same thugs who had wrecked his shit all those years ago. Cracking knuckles and menacing laughter were quickly cut short when the dark air was illuminated by a bright blue light and loud hum. A Jedi stood behind the crowd, lightsaber in hand. That alone was enough to send the thugs scattering, yelling that they weren't 'messing with no jedi'. He thanked the man and asked him his name. Thorian Wrax, Jedi Master.
Kirby spent the next few months, fantasising about Thorian, the Jedi Order and how he scattered those thugs without even having to swing the saber. Kirby originally had intentions of joining the order, hoping he could make some sort of difference but he was shattered to learn that he wasn't connected enough to 'the Force' to become an actual Jedi. Dreams shattered, he returned home.
Kirby found himself once again in the middle of conflict a few months later. This time, it was a battle between a bunch of Jedi and some Jedi with red lightsabers. They fought in the street while Kirby cowered behind a Space Dumpster. He heard a humming slash and a thud beside him. A red skinned man in dark robes lay beside him and in his motionless hand rested an ornate silver coloured handle of a Lightsaber. Kirby quickly reached out and snatched it, fleeing the scene before they noticed his theft. When he got home he examined the hilt with a mechanics perspective. It was quite heavy, with one end having a hole - that obviously being the end where the blade came out. But how did they get the blade to- with the push of a button, a bright red light filled the room and a lightsaber blade stabbed out from the hilt and into the wall of his bedroom. He shrieked and dropped the hilt, the saber cutting a straight line through his wall. He quickly hit the button and turned it off. Wow... these things were awesome!!
If he couldn't become an actual Jedi then he'd just say he was one and help people anyway, was Kirby's logic. But if he wanted it to be convincing he needed to pull off some pretty convincing feats. He'd seen how some Jedi in the fight were able to move things with the power of this 'Force' and knew just how to replicate that. He'd read about how people had invented mini-repulsors that sit right on your wrist and can blast objects away from you. Perfect. And with further research he learned that Jedi were also capable of incedible feats like jumping super high and stuff. Jump Boots. Those were rare but well known, he could probably build his own.
And so, over the next few months with intensive tinkering and several hours spent playing with his Lightsaber to get used to how it felt, Kirby's persona as a Jedi was complete. And now, armed with his saber, repulsor and jump boots Kirby the Jedi was ready to help save the world from the forces of Evil. Who cares if he isn't the 'real deal'?
But all the sneaky discounts in the world wouldn't do anything about Coruscant's real issue - criminals and thugs. His own father was being harrassed by them and forced to pay protection money to them so that they wouldn't burn his shop to the ground. Kirby had had enough. He used his wages to buy a blaster pistol and tried to go after them. It did not go well.
Kirby had more than seven shades of shite kicked out of him. He limped back to his father's shop with countless bruises, a few broken ribs, three missing teeth, a dislocated arm and a busted lip. He considered himself to have gotten off lightly. The months he spent in recovery he kept thinking about how stupid he felt. When he'd pulled the blaster out and told them to leave him and his Dad alone they just laughed at him and took it out of his hands. They didnt even flinch. He just felt so powerless, like countless others did on this planet.
The solution to Kirby's problem wouldn't reveal itself to him for another year, until one day he was walking home from a night in a Cantina and he found himself cornered by the same thugs who had wrecked his shit all those years ago. Cracking knuckles and menacing laughter were quickly cut short when the dark air was illuminated by a bright blue light and loud hum. A Jedi stood behind the crowd, lightsaber in hand. That alone was enough to send the thugs scattering, yelling that they weren't 'messing with no jedi'. He thanked the man and asked him his name. Thorian Wrax, Jedi Master.
Kirby spent the next few months, fantasising about Thorian, the Jedi Order and how he scattered those thugs without even having to swing the saber. Kirby originally had intentions of joining the order, hoping he could make some sort of difference but he was shattered to learn that he wasn't connected enough to 'the Force' to become an actual Jedi. Dreams shattered, he returned home.
Kirby found himself once again in the middle of conflict a few months later. This time, it was a battle between a bunch of Jedi and some Jedi with red lightsabers. They fought in the street while Kirby cowered behind a Space Dumpster. He heard a humming slash and a thud beside him. A red skinned man in dark robes lay beside him and in his motionless hand rested an ornate silver coloured handle of a Lightsaber. Kirby quickly reached out and snatched it, fleeing the scene before they noticed his theft. When he got home he examined the hilt with a mechanics perspective. It was quite heavy, with one end having a hole - that obviously being the end where the blade came out. But how did they get the blade to- with the push of a button, a bright red light filled the room and a lightsaber blade stabbed out from the hilt and into the wall of his bedroom. He shrieked and dropped the hilt, the saber cutting a straight line through his wall. He quickly hit the button and turned it off. Wow... these things were awesome!!
If he couldn't become an actual Jedi then he'd just say he was one and help people anyway, was Kirby's logic. But if he wanted it to be convincing he needed to pull off some pretty convincing feats. He'd seen how some Jedi in the fight were able to move things with the power of this 'Force' and knew just how to replicate that. He'd read about how people had invented mini-repulsors that sit right on your wrist and can blast objects away from you. Perfect. And with further research he learned that Jedi were also capable of incedible feats like jumping super high and stuff. Jump Boots. Those were rare but well known, he could probably build his own.
And so, over the next few months with intensive tinkering and several hours spent playing with his Lightsaber to get used to how it felt, Kirby's persona as a Jedi was complete. And now, armed with his saber, repulsor and jump boots Kirby the Jedi was ready to help save the world from the forces of Evil. Who cares if he isn't the 'real deal'?
Personality
Kirby is a naive young man with a heart of gold, a strong desire to do what's right and to help those in need. He is brave and filled with a thirst for adventure, longing to see worlds beyond the confines of Coruscant. He is not above using violence to protect others and himself but will always try to scare people off with his lightsaber and other parlour tricks before doing so.
Kirby can be super excitable and enthusiastic, especially when it comes to machines and vehicles. He was raised around them and shares his father's passion for technology however when it comes to other things, many would consider Kirby to be quite dim. He's not fully sure what 'The Force' is, or the real difference between Jedi and Sith, he's not even that knowledgable on the Jedi Code - all he knows is that Jedi are meant to help people and that's what he intends on doing.
Skills
Mechanic - Kirby is a trained mechanic and is very knowledgable when it comes to machinery and technology. He is able to repair most machines if they aren't complete destroyed if given enough parts and time. He is even capable of building somethings if he has access to the resources required.
He Studied the Blade - Kirby has spent the last few months teaching himself how to use the Lightsaber he found. He has no knowledge or understanding of formal lightsaber forms but the very nature of a lightsaber means that unless the person he's facing also has one, it doesn't matter, he can cut through most melee defenses. Some might even say his lack of formal training in lightsaber forms might give him an edge against a trained user as his movements and style would be completely unpredictable to them.
Born under a Lucky Star - He survived getting jumped by a gang of blood thirsty thugs, was conveniently saved by a Jedi before they jumped him again, just so happened to be on the exact spot on Coruscant where somebody left a lightsaber unattended, managed to acquire the difficult components to craft his fake jedi equipment... I don't know about you but Kirby is one lucky son of bitch. (No combat advantage or anything, just a fun bit of flavour)
Equipment
+ Kirby's Lightsaber
+ Kirby's Gear
+ Power 5 Blaster Pistol
+ Tool-Kit
+ Utility Belt
Threads
- The Triple Bamboozle ― Kirby gets scammed and makes some new 'friends' ― • On Going
- Big Fish in a Little Pond ― Kirby reaches a mutually beneficial arrangement ― • On Going
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