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NAME: Angelo Mendoza
FACTION: CARD
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 31 (appearance frozen around 27)
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 225lbs
EYES: Shifts, depends on preference at the given moment
HAIR: Black (Though can change)
SKIN: light olive tan
CREDITS: 1,000 (ex-billionaire)
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: very little is left untouched by some kind of cybernetics
FORCE SENSITIVE: no
STRENGTH: 10/10 Robotic arms and legs give him extensive power.
DEXTERITY: 9/10 the combination of cybernetic augments make him very agile
CONSTITUTION: 8/10 Aside form almost dying, his new body is extremely durable, though a large amount of water wouldn't be good for him.
INTELLIGENCE: 10/10 Angelo is extremely smart to control all of the implants and augments in his body without going insane.
WISDOM: 5/10 he never thought philosophical wisdom would be very useful.
CHARISMA: 8/10 he use to let his winning smile and money speak for him, he now has to rely on his silver tongue instead.
FORCE POWERS: N/A
SKILLS:
Stealth, due to various cybernetic cloaking technologies. Full invisibility is not achieved, but active cloaking aids in stealth.
Inhuman characteristics: Punching holes through walls, running at speeds that would match most land speeders, never seeming to tire out. Angelo is the apex of his family’s cyborg tech, before the company disappeared.
Optical enhancers: Zoom, infrared, electromagnetic.
Neural enhancement: Each piece of robotics has been hardwired directly into his brain, enhancing thought process as well as speed, and it also gives him direct control of his implants making them just as much a part of his body as his real organs were.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS: N/A
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths- The replacements, enhancements, and implants that practically rebuilt Angelo has turned him into what some would consider as the ‘perfect’ soldier. With extreme strength, speed, agility, and stamina, accompanied with a mind of a genius, Angelo has indeed become a force to be reckoned with.
Weaknesses- He has a thing with hospitals. Being in one for such an extended period of time makes him uneasy when he’s, around, or worse, in them. For obvious reasons, drowning is bad…. Very very bad… a small amount of water is ok, but if he injest’s a massive amount… he’ll probably explode.
GEAR: Various blades hidden within his arms, long black coat, flask, and various survival gear. a small caliber machine slug thrower that folds out of his right arm, and two custom revolver slug throwers holstered hidden in his jacket.
SHIP:
The remaining credits he owned went into this older gunship he was building with his father, before the tragedy happened.
can carry up to 12 people comfortably, supplies can last up to two weeks, longer if less people are aboard. Fitted with a hyper-drive and reinforced to be able to withstand such a trip.
two turrets, both fire shell less .50 caliber slugs at over 50 rounds a second.
one at the head and another at the bow of the ship.
A neural up-link has been added to connect to Angelo directly, with an on board VI to take orders whether Angelo is on or off of the ship.
PETS: none
PERSONALITY:
Angelo was a cocky little prick. He received what he wanted, when he wanted. HE was the heir of the leading robotics industry in nine systems, why wouldn’t he get whatever he pleased? Partying all night and sleeping all day, that was Angelo’s life. He was very laid back, having rather take a shot of whiskey then one to the chest. He let his father and employees handle all of the technical stuff with the business, he just reaped the rewards. After the accident, he was even more headstrong. “I beat the reaper himself!” Angelo would think. That is… until he saw the medical bill. His surgery cleared out almost his entire fortune. This humbled him. Angelo became more serious, using the money he had left to travel, see if he could be a part of another company, any make his new life elsewhere.
Today, Angelo is still rather laid back, but he’s humble now a days, doesn’t think too hightly of himself anymore.
BIOGRAPHY:
Angelo sat, a searchlight pointed in his eyes, which dimmed automatically to aid in his sight. “So my call was finally answered it seems.” He claimed, talking to someone that was not there. “It sure took you all long enough.”
Two, rather burly, men stepped in, both carrying assault rifles, light illuminating from each of their masks. “It is impressive that you know about us, and after spending so much time and money to cover our tracks. Tell me, for I am intrigued, how do you know of us?
Angelo smiled up at the speaking man, “My company gave birth to you, you were also the death… of my enterprise…” he said, smile turning to a grin, “You do not remember Angel Productions? Of course you don’t, it never existed, not officially at least. After my father died, I invested money into you as your company was still a fetus. My funds stopped when I got my operation, which wiped out the majority of my wealth.”
“And, if I may ask, what happened to the rest of your family’s wealth?” he asked.
Angelo lent back in his chair, looking at the ceiling, “Personal investments, I think I have about 1000 credits left in my account, big difference from the hundreds of billions I was use to.
The masked man pulled up a data pad, “This states that your entire family is deceased, correct?” he asked, his flashlight eyes moving from the pad to Angelo, who was rolling his eyes at the time.
“Yes, yes, they’re all dead, I mean just look at me! I should be with them” he raised his voice, lofting the sleeves on his coat, showing the metallic black of his arms, “Why must everyone bring that up?” Angelo sounded annoyed. “If it wasn’t for my home blowing up, I wouldn’t be here.” He claimed.
And your family died how…?” his questions becoming more and more invasive.
“My estate on corusant was bombed… From the inside” Angelo sounded sad, “I’m still searching for the killers, but I feel like I’m getting close.
Pulling up the Data pad once more, “Your operation….” He stopped, looking at some of the pictures, “How extensive are the augments?” he asked.
“They’re enough.” Angelo snapped back, he had no interest in revealing his secrets. He was, after all, one of a kind.
The man nodded, “so… you showed me your appearance, what can you do?” he asked, as the second aimed his rifle between Angelo’s eyes. Within moments, Angelo was standing; his left hand on the soldiers left shoulder, his right hand on top of the soldiers scull. Angelo’s right hand gripped down hard, rotating 270 degrees clockwise, the man’s body going limp almost instantly. HE grabbed the man’s rifle, pointing it at the man who spoke, “And I am fully aware that this company is the one who murdered my family.” He claimed, before firing two rounds into the man’s head.
Angelo dropped the rifle before exiting the door, shortly flying away in the ship he came in on, the building erupting in a fiery inferno, a scene Angelo was all too familiar with. “And my personal investments are all worth it.”
NAME: Angelo Mendoza
FACTION: CARD
RANK: Lieutenant
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 31 (appearance frozen around 27)
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 225lbs
EYES: Shifts, depends on preference at the given moment
HAIR: Black (Though can change)
SKIN: light olive tan
CREDITS: 1,000 (ex-billionaire)
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: very little is left untouched by some kind of cybernetics
FORCE SENSITIVE: no
STRENGTH: 10/10 Robotic arms and legs give him extensive power.
DEXTERITY: 9/10 the combination of cybernetic augments make him very agile
CONSTITUTION: 8/10 Aside form almost dying, his new body is extremely durable, though a large amount of water wouldn't be good for him.
INTELLIGENCE: 10/10 Angelo is extremely smart to control all of the implants and augments in his body without going insane.
WISDOM: 5/10 he never thought philosophical wisdom would be very useful.
CHARISMA: 8/10 he use to let his winning smile and money speak for him, he now has to rely on his silver tongue instead.
FORCE POWERS: N/A
SKILLS:
Stealth, due to various cybernetic cloaking technologies. Full invisibility is not achieved, but active cloaking aids in stealth.
Inhuman characteristics: Punching holes through walls, running at speeds that would match most land speeders, never seeming to tire out. Angelo is the apex of his family’s cyborg tech, before the company disappeared.
Optical enhancers: Zoom, infrared, electromagnetic.
Neural enhancement: Each piece of robotics has been hardwired directly into his brain, enhancing thought process as well as speed, and it also gives him direct control of his implants making them just as much a part of his body as his real organs were.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS: N/A
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths- The replacements, enhancements, and implants that practically rebuilt Angelo has turned him into what some would consider as the ‘perfect’ soldier. With extreme strength, speed, agility, and stamina, accompanied with a mind of a genius, Angelo has indeed become a force to be reckoned with.
Weaknesses- He has a thing with hospitals. Being in one for such an extended period of time makes him uneasy when he’s, around, or worse, in them. For obvious reasons, drowning is bad…. Very very bad… a small amount of water is ok, but if he injest’s a massive amount… he’ll probably explode.
GEAR: Various blades hidden within his arms, long black coat, flask, and various survival gear. a small caliber machine slug thrower that folds out of his right arm, and two custom revolver slug throwers holstered hidden in his jacket.
SHIP:
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The remaining credits he owned went into this older gunship he was building with his father, before the tragedy happened.
can carry up to 12 people comfortably, supplies can last up to two weeks, longer if less people are aboard. Fitted with a hyper-drive and reinforced to be able to withstand such a trip.
two turrets, both fire shell less .50 caliber slugs at over 50 rounds a second.
one at the head and another at the bow of the ship.
A neural up-link has been added to connect to Angelo directly, with an on board VI to take orders whether Angelo is on or off of the ship.
PETS: none
PERSONALITY:
Angelo was a cocky little prick. He received what he wanted, when he wanted. HE was the heir of the leading robotics industry in nine systems, why wouldn’t he get whatever he pleased? Partying all night and sleeping all day, that was Angelo’s life. He was very laid back, having rather take a shot of whiskey then one to the chest. He let his father and employees handle all of the technical stuff with the business, he just reaped the rewards. After the accident, he was even more headstrong. “I beat the reaper himself!” Angelo would think. That is… until he saw the medical bill. His surgery cleared out almost his entire fortune. This humbled him. Angelo became more serious, using the money he had left to travel, see if he could be a part of another company, any make his new life elsewhere.
Today, Angelo is still rather laid back, but he’s humble now a days, doesn’t think too hightly of himself anymore.
BIOGRAPHY:
Angelo sat, a searchlight pointed in his eyes, which dimmed automatically to aid in his sight. “So my call was finally answered it seems.” He claimed, talking to someone that was not there. “It sure took you all long enough.”
Two, rather burly, men stepped in, both carrying assault rifles, light illuminating from each of their masks. “It is impressive that you know about us, and after spending so much time and money to cover our tracks. Tell me, for I am intrigued, how do you know of us?
Angelo smiled up at the speaking man, “My company gave birth to you, you were also the death… of my enterprise…” he said, smile turning to a grin, “You do not remember Angel Productions? Of course you don’t, it never existed, not officially at least. After my father died, I invested money into you as your company was still a fetus. My funds stopped when I got my operation, which wiped out the majority of my wealth.”
“And, if I may ask, what happened to the rest of your family’s wealth?” he asked.
Angelo lent back in his chair, looking at the ceiling, “Personal investments, I think I have about 1000 credits left in my account, big difference from the hundreds of billions I was use to.
The masked man pulled up a data pad, “This states that your entire family is deceased, correct?” he asked, his flashlight eyes moving from the pad to Angelo, who was rolling his eyes at the time.
“Yes, yes, they’re all dead, I mean just look at me! I should be with them” he raised his voice, lofting the sleeves on his coat, showing the metallic black of his arms, “Why must everyone bring that up?” Angelo sounded annoyed. “If it wasn’t for my home blowing up, I wouldn’t be here.” He claimed.
And your family died how…?” his questions becoming more and more invasive.
“My estate on corusant was bombed… From the inside” Angelo sounded sad, “I’m still searching for the killers, but I feel like I’m getting close.
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Pulling up the Data pad once more, “Your operation….” He stopped, looking at some of the pictures, “How extensive are the augments?” he asked.
“They’re enough.” Angelo snapped back, he had no interest in revealing his secrets. He was, after all, one of a kind.
The man nodded, “so… you showed me your appearance, what can you do?” he asked, as the second aimed his rifle between Angelo’s eyes. Within moments, Angelo was standing; his left hand on the soldiers left shoulder, his right hand on top of the soldiers scull. Angelo’s right hand gripped down hard, rotating 270 degrees clockwise, the man’s body going limp almost instantly. HE grabbed the man’s rifle, pointing it at the man who spoke, “And I am fully aware that this company is the one who murdered my family.” He claimed, before firing two rounds into the man’s head.
Angelo dropped the rifle before exiting the door, shortly flying away in the ship he came in on, the building erupting in a fiery inferno, a scene Angelo was all too familiar with. “And my personal investments are all worth it.”
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