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:bitchez
NAME: Memphis Luxo
FACTION: Mandolorian
RANK: Mando'a Verde
SPECIES: Human
AGE: Twenty-Seven
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'5
WEIGHT: 198lbs
EYES: Blue ((Left Eye)) + Green ((Right Eye))
HAIR: White
SKIN: Pale
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Memphis has a large circular birthmark on his right shoulder, and multiple red lines along his upper torso signifying he got a tattoo lasered off. He has knife scars running along his right breast to his left thigh. Both of his eyes are different colors due to a birth defect.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH:
On any given day, Memphis has the ability to lift from six hundred to nine hundred pounds of anything, giving him the benefit of the doubt with large objects. Memphis can clear an eight foot gap, and jump three feet high.
DEXTERITY: As a Mando'a Evaar'la, a recruit, of the Mandalorians, Memphis was thought to be incredibly agile with actual weapons firing at him. He has a "not to be seen" mentality about him. He does Yoga every morning to maintain max flexibility/
CONSTITUTION: Memphis lifts weights, goes on jogs, and engages in combat on a day-to-day basis, and believes that keeps him healthy. But as a child, he came in contact with a poisonous flower on Felucia, and it is slowly killing him. Hence the pale skin.
INTELLIGENCE: As a child, he was taught battle techniques, and how to know your enemy before meeting them. Using this technique, he picked up on mathematics, and history as his "targets" would move about their own world. He is very advanced in knowledge.
WISDOM:
Only thing Memphis feels he could teach somebody, is to expect the unexpected. He knows how fast someone can turn on you.
CHARISMA: Memphis doesn't converse with people, but normally just stays in his armor and keeps quiet. The very lucky few who actually know his voice, are his dead superiors from when he was a child, and his team. It's a rarity to have Memphis speak to you, and when he speaks, he speaks the truth, and the truth is sometimes attractive.
:bitchez
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Memphis likes to think he has to weaknesses, and in some aspects, he's right. But Memphis still hesitates to kill, remembering his old Jedi Padawan ways, no matter how much times it was pushed out of his mind. And his hesitation had killed many of his friends in the past, and also, almost killed him. For this, he has gotten many lashes by his superiors, and missions that were supposed to kill him, but didn't.
Memphis is amazing at almost everything. He has great accuracy. He has a chiseled body, he is charming when he speaks, and can kill almost any opponent.
GEAR:
His Commando armor. His specialized Mandolorian weapons. And he normally collects lightsabers form time to time, to remember his past.
Memphis likes to think he has to weaknesses, and in some aspects, he's right. But Memphis still hesitates to kill, remembering his old Jedi Padawan ways, no matter how much times it was pushed out of his mind. And his hesitation had killed many of his friends in the past, and also, almost killed him. For this, he has gotten many lashes by his superiors, and missions that were supposed to kill him, but didn't.
Memphis is amazing at almost everything. He has great accuracy. He has a chiseled body, he is charming when he speaks, and can kill almost any opponent.
GEAR:
His Commando armor. His specialized Mandolorian weapons. And he normally collects lightsabers form time to time, to remember his past.
:bitchez
BIOGRAPHY:
Memphis Luxo woke up with a start, just as the ship began to hover over Ossus soil. The landing gears suddenly moaned with disapproval, but extended from the bottom of the ship, and collided with the dirt below. The ship shuddered in a quick motion, and sent Memphis flying out of his bed. He fell onto the floor in the circular room, towards the back of the rather large carrier ship. Memphis' flight roommates began to wake up either because of the unnatural sound of the gears, or the rough landing. For Memphis, it was both. He rolled over on his stomach, and look around the dark room, silhouettes suddenly popping into view as they dropped down onto the ground. Memphis looked down towards his own feet, trying to make out what was biding them together. He tried his best to pull them apart, but to no avail. When he finally gave up, he heard metal clash against the metal floor.
Chains? He thought. He had remembered being hurtled onto a ship with numerous other children, away from his home planet, Nubia, but never remembered being shackled and put to sleep. He heard the other children begin to cry and shout with displeasure as they broke their fingernails attempting to rid themselves of their bonds. There was one door near the front of the room, and it slid open, light quickly enveloping the eyes of all the children around the room. There were moans of displeasure, but Memphis remained quiet.
"Get out! Now!" Ordered one of the men, in a harsh tone as he moved around the room, releasing the children. Memphis was finally unchained, and he got up, and sped towards the doorway, unfortunately as did the other children. They all collided just before the door way, and crashed to the floor. Memphis groaned when he saw flashes of green and blue beams, and the men that released them fall to the floor.
"Children, hurry, lets move!" Spoke the men in an extra soft tone. Something about their tone made them reassuring, and all the children lined up, and followed them outside.
Outside of the ship was plush, and very active. Their were men in tunics with long beams of light emerging from something in their palm. Memphis was herded towards a large temple, that he later found out was one of many Jedi temples.
Memphis and the other children were taught the ways of the Jedi, and the ones that were force sensitive, like Memphis, were made Padawans. The others, adopted by some nice civilians.
Memphis was nine, and his master took him out in the woods to explore. Memphis left his master, to wander, when in the middle of forrest, he saw the Mando'alore himself. He was so grand and majestic, and let off a powerful aura. Memphis wanted to be jsut like him, and left his Jedi ways to join the Mandolores.
Memphis Luxo woke up with a start, just as the ship began to hover over Ossus soil. The landing gears suddenly moaned with disapproval, but extended from the bottom of the ship, and collided with the dirt below. The ship shuddered in a quick motion, and sent Memphis flying out of his bed. He fell onto the floor in the circular room, towards the back of the rather large carrier ship. Memphis' flight roommates began to wake up either because of the unnatural sound of the gears, or the rough landing. For Memphis, it was both. He rolled over on his stomach, and look around the dark room, silhouettes suddenly popping into view as they dropped down onto the ground. Memphis looked down towards his own feet, trying to make out what was biding them together. He tried his best to pull them apart, but to no avail. When he finally gave up, he heard metal clash against the metal floor.
Chains? He thought. He had remembered being hurtled onto a ship with numerous other children, away from his home planet, Nubia, but never remembered being shackled and put to sleep. He heard the other children begin to cry and shout with displeasure as they broke their fingernails attempting to rid themselves of their bonds. There was one door near the front of the room, and it slid open, light quickly enveloping the eyes of all the children around the room. There were moans of displeasure, but Memphis remained quiet.
"Get out! Now!" Ordered one of the men, in a harsh tone as he moved around the room, releasing the children. Memphis was finally unchained, and he got up, and sped towards the doorway, unfortunately as did the other children. They all collided just before the door way, and crashed to the floor. Memphis groaned when he saw flashes of green and blue beams, and the men that released them fall to the floor.
"Children, hurry, lets move!" Spoke the men in an extra soft tone. Something about their tone made them reassuring, and all the children lined up, and followed them outside.
Outside of the ship was plush, and very active. Their were men in tunics with long beams of light emerging from something in their palm. Memphis was herded towards a large temple, that he later found out was one of many Jedi temples.
Memphis and the other children were taught the ways of the Jedi, and the ones that were force sensitive, like Memphis, were made Padawans. The others, adopted by some nice civilians.
Memphis was nine, and his master took him out in the woods to explore. Memphis left his master, to wander, when in the middle of forrest, he saw the Mando'alore himself. He was so grand and majestic, and let off a powerful aura. Memphis wanted to be jsut like him, and left his Jedi ways to join the Mandolores.
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