Name: Tobias "Nightwing" Drofico
Faction: Bounty Hunter, but I hope for him to become Sith (But no training yet)
Rank: Galactic Citizen
Species: Zabrak
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 4' 6"
Weight: 40 kg
Eyes: Both of his eyes are red. Iris, Pupil and white are all blood shot... He is blind...
Hair: He is bald, but for his vestigial (Small and withered) horns (More like Maul's than Eeth Koth's)
Skin: Dark olive, with black war paint's of his Birth Tribe
Credits: 1000 Credits
Strength: For his build is is very strong, but that's not saying all that much...
Dexterity: Very lean and agile... he is very thin, with most of his mass being muscle...
Constitution: The last time he checked... He often lacks sleep however.
Intelligence: He has a forward thinking mind, creative and plotting, but not super smart.
Wisdom: That depends on your point of... perception
Charisma: He is gifted with a gilded tongue, and has been known to charm his way through many sticky situations... but some times you just get unlucky...
Force Powers:
Doesn't know any force powers, but has once or twice (unbidden) cause the eyes of watchers to avert themselves from his location also seems to be able to jump higher and further than most... but not a full fledged force jump.
Skills:
Has been killing things since he could co-ordinate the putting of a dagger into... anypart of the anatomy of... anything.
Also has been part of an acrobatics troupe for a few years
Lightsaber Forms:
None, but uses an unorthodox method of knifework, involving lots of manoueverability, and plenty of lightning fast bladehand swaps. (Similar [but not the same] as Achilles' swordwork in the film Troy with Brad Pitt)
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths; Silver-Tongued, Nimble/Agile, Fast-Fingered (For pickpocketing and knifing), Keen Hearing, Strong arms, for holding weight, long jumps, and good at climbing
Weaknesses; Confident (in his line of work, being cautious or nervous is helpful sometimes),
Not as physically strong as many out there, Often fails to have a backup plan, unlucky in love (seems to fall a little to hard)
Gear:
Several (at last count 8 [1 in each vambrace, 1 under each armpit, 2 in back of belt, 1 in boot, 1 on front of belt, for all to see.]) average daggers, some are longer some smaller, but none especially special.
Clothing:
Acrobatics Costume; The Nightwing: Black Pants, Soft-soled Boots (Black), Black Tunic, Black loose long-sleeved shirt under tunic, Black Vambraces and Greaves (Hardened Hide armour on forearms and shins... will stop a dagger or a stun baton, and not much more), Black wide belt, and a Helmet he designed and made ( A Black cloth ninja mask with a moulded plastisteel shell over the mouth, nose and chin section (Like in Batman Begins)
Normal: a Loose off-white shirt, a navy blue vest (like Han Solo, but different color), loose fitting jeans
Ships:
A Sith Starfighter, with a (You guessed it) black paintjob.Stolen from a Coruscant parking lot without any regard to who it's owner might be, or what it was doing where he was... He needed to get offworld...
Pets:
None that he remembers
Personality:
Generally a nice, softly spoken guy, with a bit of a mean streak, and brooding over his past
History:
Was born to the same clan that Maul had been thrown out from as a child (The shaman had said he had the mark of evil... he was right). His father was a hunter, his, mother one of the many... he never new which. A primitive tribe, his clan were like a pride of lions...Alpha male gets first pick and then, if they were lucky, the hunters. Toby was taught to kill at a young age, his father hoping he would oneday lead the clan to a glorious, but bloody, victory over a nearby clan. Toby first killed a living thing at the age of 6 months, testing a knife on a rat he had befriended... they had a fight! He often came up with excuses for his sadistic behaviour as he grew older: the lion poked 'is tongue at me... I didn't realise it would ruin the pelt... When he reached the age of 8, he met a girl from the rival tribe, when out hunting deer, and fell in love... after a few secret rendezvous' they (he) decide to run away from their parents and get engaged (a frowned upon bonding of 2 peoples, which all the children thought sounded exciting) and when they arried at a 'civilised' clan, and a spaceport, she left him, to take up a job as a perfomer in a small acting class...
So Toby jumped planet, and has been on the move ever since, killing things that get in the way off his pointless journey for meaning: Spaceport guards, security forces, officials with orders to have a 'dangerous murderer' caught and locked up, higher officials, and then even higher officials... then a Hutt took notice. Toby didn't like the Hutt's business strategy, so he eliminated this pointless obstacle... His pain and suffering had become an anger, that became a driving lust for destuction of all things reminscent of his times on his homeworld.
Then whilst sulking in a bar (Some bar's let anyone in) he over heard a funny looking man talking about something called a acrobatic troupe. Toby wnet and joined up, and was quickly realized as really talented. He was definately a 'Bars Boy', with his strong arms, and his huge jumps, and soon became a star of the show... But the Nightwing was slightly more sinister. Whilst his mood was lighten by the jovial performers, their manager was a nasty piece of work and goaded Toby into anger spasms, and would then send they boy out with orders of assasination... so Toby became a Split Persona... In the Day, he was toby, who in the evening's became Nightwing, the Acrobatic Star, who in the black of night, was a brutal assasin, whose kills were all accredited to a Bounty Hunter called The Management... slightly convenient that all of the performances appeared where the prey was...
RP’s:
Um? What?
Faction: Bounty Hunter, but I hope for him to become Sith (But no training yet)
Rank: Galactic Citizen
Species: Zabrak
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 4' 6"
Weight: 40 kg
Eyes: Both of his eyes are red. Iris, Pupil and white are all blood shot... He is blind...
Hair: He is bald, but for his vestigial (Small and withered) horns (More like Maul's than Eeth Koth's)
Skin: Dark olive, with black war paint's of his Birth Tribe
Credits: 1000 Credits
Strength: For his build is is very strong, but that's not saying all that much...
Dexterity: Very lean and agile... he is very thin, with most of his mass being muscle...
Constitution: The last time he checked... He often lacks sleep however.
Intelligence: He has a forward thinking mind, creative and plotting, but not super smart.
Wisdom: That depends on your point of... perception
Charisma: He is gifted with a gilded tongue, and has been known to charm his way through many sticky situations... but some times you just get unlucky...
Force Powers:
Doesn't know any force powers, but has once or twice (unbidden) cause the eyes of watchers to avert themselves from his location also seems to be able to jump higher and further than most... but not a full fledged force jump.
Skills:
Has been killing things since he could co-ordinate the putting of a dagger into... anypart of the anatomy of... anything.
Also has been part of an acrobatics troupe for a few years
Lightsaber Forms:
None, but uses an unorthodox method of knifework, involving lots of manoueverability, and plenty of lightning fast bladehand swaps. (Similar [but not the same] as Achilles' swordwork in the film Troy with Brad Pitt)
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths; Silver-Tongued, Nimble/Agile, Fast-Fingered (For pickpocketing and knifing), Keen Hearing, Strong arms, for holding weight, long jumps, and good at climbing
Weaknesses; Confident (in his line of work, being cautious or nervous is helpful sometimes),
Not as physically strong as many out there, Often fails to have a backup plan, unlucky in love (seems to fall a little to hard)
Gear:
Several (at last count 8 [1 in each vambrace, 1 under each armpit, 2 in back of belt, 1 in boot, 1 on front of belt, for all to see.]) average daggers, some are longer some smaller, but none especially special.
Clothing:
Acrobatics Costume; The Nightwing: Black Pants, Soft-soled Boots (Black), Black Tunic, Black loose long-sleeved shirt under tunic, Black Vambraces and Greaves (Hardened Hide armour on forearms and shins... will stop a dagger or a stun baton, and not much more), Black wide belt, and a Helmet he designed and made ( A Black cloth ninja mask with a moulded plastisteel shell over the mouth, nose and chin section (Like in Batman Begins)
Normal: a Loose off-white shirt, a navy blue vest (like Han Solo, but different color), loose fitting jeans
Ships:
A Sith Starfighter, with a (You guessed it) black paintjob.Stolen from a Coruscant parking lot without any regard to who it's owner might be, or what it was doing where he was... He needed to get offworld...
Pets:
None that he remembers
Personality:
Generally a nice, softly spoken guy, with a bit of a mean streak, and brooding over his past
History:
Was born to the same clan that Maul had been thrown out from as a child (The shaman had said he had the mark of evil... he was right). His father was a hunter, his, mother one of the many... he never new which. A primitive tribe, his clan were like a pride of lions...Alpha male gets first pick and then, if they were lucky, the hunters. Toby was taught to kill at a young age, his father hoping he would oneday lead the clan to a glorious, but bloody, victory over a nearby clan. Toby first killed a living thing at the age of 6 months, testing a knife on a rat he had befriended... they had a fight! He often came up with excuses for his sadistic behaviour as he grew older: the lion poked 'is tongue at me... I didn't realise it would ruin the pelt... When he reached the age of 8, he met a girl from the rival tribe, when out hunting deer, and fell in love... after a few secret rendezvous' they (he) decide to run away from their parents and get engaged (a frowned upon bonding of 2 peoples, which all the children thought sounded exciting) and when they arried at a 'civilised' clan, and a spaceport, she left him, to take up a job as a perfomer in a small acting class...
So Toby jumped planet, and has been on the move ever since, killing things that get in the way off his pointless journey for meaning: Spaceport guards, security forces, officials with orders to have a 'dangerous murderer' caught and locked up, higher officials, and then even higher officials... then a Hutt took notice. Toby didn't like the Hutt's business strategy, so he eliminated this pointless obstacle... His pain and suffering had become an anger, that became a driving lust for destuction of all things reminscent of his times on his homeworld.
Then whilst sulking in a bar (Some bar's let anyone in) he over heard a funny looking man talking about something called a acrobatic troupe. Toby wnet and joined up, and was quickly realized as really talented. He was definately a 'Bars Boy', with his strong arms, and his huge jumps, and soon became a star of the show... But the Nightwing was slightly more sinister. Whilst his mood was lighten by the jovial performers, their manager was a nasty piece of work and goaded Toby into anger spasms, and would then send they boy out with orders of assasination... so Toby became a Split Persona... In the Day, he was toby, who in the evening's became Nightwing, the Acrobatic Star, who in the black of night, was a brutal assasin, whose kills were all accredited to a Bounty Hunter called The Management... slightly convenient that all of the performances appeared where the prey was...
RP’s:
Um? What?