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Mirvak

Mirvak

Member Since 13 Nov 2017
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Skullsplitter - Mirvak's lightsaber

30 June 2018 - 08:26 AM

 

 

 

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

 

  • Intent: To create a unique lightsaber for Mirvak.
  • Image Source: 
  • Canon Link: N/A
  • Primary Source: Lightsaber, Greatsaber

PRODUCTION INFORMATION

  • Manufacturer: Mirvak
  • Affiliation: Mirvak
  • Model: N/A
  • Modularity: No
  • Production: Unique
  • Material: Synthetic crystal, durasteel, lightsaber components.

TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS

  • Classification: Greatsaber
  • Size: Large
  • Weight: Heavy

SPECIAL FEATURES

  • Greatsaber with large synthetic sabercrystal, about 2 feet longer than the average lightsaber and a few centimeters wider.
  • Internal force activation switch.
  • Red in color.

 

Strengths:

  • Larger saber allows for more devastating attacks. 
  • Large hilt allows for dual grip, but for Mirvak only one hand is necessary. 
  • Plasma leaks can be exploited when clashing with other lightsabers or weapons.

Weaknesses:

  • Not able to cut through lightsaber resistant materials.
  • Not functional underwater
  • Does not allow for extremely quick or agile attacks due to larger than average size. 

 

 

DESCRIPTION
Upon arriving at Nar Shadda to find cybernetic replacements for his hand and eye, Mirvak happened upon a dealer with unnaturally large synthetic lightsaber crystals and large lightsaber components. The Sith, being presented with a ridiculous price for the items, simply killed the dealer and took the components for himself. Mirvak sifted through the components to find the pieces he needed to make a complete greatsaber and departed. Like most equipment he uses, Mirvak seeks simple designs that can be used with devastating effect. This greatsaber, though in simple design, meets just those requirements.

 


Mirvak's replacement eye

30 June 2018 - 07:41 AM

 

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

 

PRODUCTION INFORMATION

  • Manufacturer: Black market cybernetics designer under direction of Mirvak.
  • Affiliation: Mirvak
  • Model: N/A
  • Modularity: No.
  • ProductionUnique.

  • Material: Special synthetic cybernetic components and electronics.

SPECIAL FEATURES

  • Low-light vision

Strengths:

  • Low-light vision.

Weaknesses:

 

  • Not EMP guarded - The eye will shut off in an EMP wave attack.

DESCRIPTION
 

Mirvak lost his left eye in the boiling blood pools of the Blood Wastes in his duel with the shadowy guardian preventing his escape. Having stolen a small fortune after he escaped the torturous realm, he paid a black market cybernetics designer in the Nar Shadda underworld to design a yellow replacement eye for him, and had it installed. 


Mirvak's clawed replacement hand

24 June 2018 - 06:04 AM

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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

 

PRODUCTION INFORMATION

  • Manufacturer: Black market cybernetics designer under direction of Mirvak.
  • Affiliation: Mirvak
  • Model: N/A
  • Modularity: No.
  • Production: Unique.

  • Material: Durasteel frame and armor plating with duranium reinforcement.

SPECIAL FEATURES

  • Resistant to glancing lightsaber attacks. 
  • Can rotate 360 degrees at the wrist. 

Strengths:

  • Resistant to glancing lightsaber attacks.
  • Armed with five short, sharpened, durasteel claws.
  • Crushing grip - Hydraulics within the hand give it a grip that rivals the wolf's still remaining one. 

Weaknesses:

  • Not dexterous - The hand is not made for subtlety or finer movements, only for combat and intimidation.
  • Not EMP guarded - The hand was developed with only combat in mind, defense against EMP or ion attacks were not taken into account.

DESCRIPTION
 

Having destroyed his hand while being banished in the chaos realm of the Blood Wastes, Mirvak was in need of another. After he escaped the Blood Wastes, he stole a considerable amount of money from a bank in Alderaan, and fled to Hutt space. After reconnoitering the medical black markets of Nar Shadda for some time, he charged a cybernetics designer with creating the new hand. It was to be a large, powerful black hand with sharpened durasteel claws. After the completion of the hand, Mirvak instructed the designer to install the implant without any anesthetic, not trusting him enough to be put under. An hour and several ear splitting roars later, and the hand was installed and working as it should. 


Alderaanian Smash and Grab.

23 June 2018 - 02:34 PM

The banished wolf stood on the bow of the ferry, looking over the city that stood before him. He clothed himself in rags hastily draped over his tall form, hiding his recently acquired disfigurements. Aldera, the capital of Alderaan, in all its glory. He already despised it, he could smell the pomp and circumstance carried over the water from here. It was not going to be easy getting off this planet, almost everyone here was human and he was no stranger to attracting attention. The humans on this ferry were steering clear of him, he would have to expect the same treatment in the city.

 

The ferry finally docked on the shore, and the denizens began to depart. Mirvak made his way off the boat, when the captain confronted him. "Oi! You have to--" Mirvak turned his head quickly and glared at him with his one good, yellow eye from under his makeshift hood. The captain froze, and Mirvak turned and walked down the plank onto the dock. The wolf snarled silently, catching the eyes of many as he made his way into the city. 

 

There was no easy way of going about this, Mirvak would have to rob his way off this place. The least he could do, he figured, was get his money's worth. Vengeance isn't cheap. Walking down the pristine streets of Aldera, he was clearly out of place, and he felt it. Police patrols would trail him on and off, before peeling away when they determined he wasn't doing anything illegal. Regardless, there was clearly something suspicious about him. The wolf curled his mottled, burnt arm into his sleeve, trying not to make himself such a spectacle. But even without the burn scars, this was not an easy task.

 

He stumbled upon what he was looking for: a bank. The Sith had no time, the longer he stayed here the more attention he would draw. The pristine, marble steps of the bank were well guarded. Mirvak was maimed, and without his weapon. But he had no other options. The wolf made his way up the steps slowly, several of the guards looking at him and scanning him over. He passed through a set of doors and a weapons scanner and was cleared to enter. Shuffling in behind a line to one of the tellers, he was given a wide berth by the humans there in the line. 

 

The beast made it to the teller after some time, the young woman gulped. "How may I help you uh.. sir?" Mirvak began to speak, raising his boiled, pinkish hand out of its sleeve and waving it as he replied,"A withdrawal. I need to see the jewelry vaults. I lost my keys to my deposit box. I have adequate identification." The woman paused, and nodded,"Oh... yes sir, right this way. Happens to the best of us." The woman pressed a button and a holographic "BE RIGHT BACK" sign popped up on the glass separating her from the customers. She stepped away from the teller's desk and walked around, Mirvak trailed her. The guards eyed Mirvak suspiciously as he approached with the teller girl, but didn't say anything after she keyed herself in. 

 

The girl led Mirvak downstairs, past a few checkpoints with armed guards and into an area with all the deposit boxes. "Which box did you say was yours sir?" Mirvak looked down the hallway, seeing the vault door behind a rayshield with more guards. "Sir?" Mirvak turned back the girl,"I need boxes or bags to hold my possessions. I have many boxes here." The woman paused,"Oh, right.. I'll be right back." As the woman began to walk away, Mirvak spoke up,"And bring your supervisor here. I have need of him." The woman paused again, staring at Mirvak for a long moment. The beast glared, and raised his hand, waving it towards her. She furrowed her brows before her face became neutral, and nodded slowly,"Yes, sir."

 

 Mirvak looked up to one of the security cameras, raising a hand discretely and using the force to turn it to face one of the corners away from him. He looked back down the hallway, scanning over the vault and the two guards. The two armed guards returned the stare. The wolf, not wanting to draw their attention, turned his head away. The well-dressed manager approached with the teller and squinted at the wolf,"Yes?" The wolf looked to the girl,"Leave us, this is important, personal business." The girl looked to her manager, who nodded to her. She placed a few bags on the metal table between the deposit boxes and left, the manager placed his hands on his hips. "What appears to be the problem, sir?" The wolf waved his mottled, disfigured right hand again,"I need to access the vault." The manager's scrutinizing visage turned into a frown accompanied by an incredulous scoff,"Well, I'm sorry buddy, that ain't happening." 

 

Mirvak glared at him, glancing down at the security access badge clipped to his silk vest. He waved his hand again, less discreetly than before,"You will give me access to the vault." The manager shook his head, gripping it with one hand,"No--hey what the hell is going on?! No, I'm not giving you access to the--" Mirvak raised his right hand again and pulled the manager into his hand. He gripped him by the neck and and raised him up, as he began to choke and kick his legs. The guards on the other side of the deposit room entrance heard the commotion and entered to check out the disturbance. Mirvak raised his destroyed left hand and flung them into each other, and then back down the hallway. In the same instance he called on the force and pulled the bags off the table towards him, floating them over his shoulder as he moved with a purpose towards the vault. The two guards at the ray shield of the vault screamed, raising their weapons. 

 

Mirvak smirked, holding up the manager in front of him and forcing them to hold their fire. The manager clawed his hands at the large, pinkish-red, mottled hand that gripped his neck. The guards continued to scream, but the beast only advanced. He flung the manager into the right guard, sending them both to the ground as the left guard flinched and fired off his blaster. Immediately an alarm went off within the bank and the doors sealed behind him, closing him within the entrance to the vault. Mirvak roared and slashed across the guard's neck, sending a crimson spray across the room as he collapsed to the floor. The wolf reached down and snatched the security ID off the manager, as he reflexively raised his hands to show he was no threat. The guard only laid there, too scared to reach for his blaster again. 

 

Mirvak swiped the manager's ID through the rayshield and it dropped, he approached the vault door controls, swiping the manager's ID again. It beeped,"LOCKDOWN REQUIRES MANAGER BIOMETRICS OVERRIDE TO OPEN." Mirvak growled in his throat, and turned towards the manager, gripping him by the back of his neck and shoving his eyes onto the retinal scanner. His head slammed into the scanner and he cried out in pain. Mirvak screamed,"OPEN YOUR EYES! Or I will tear off your eyelids!"

 

The manager opened his eyes, tears of pain welling up in them as his head swam. The door control console beeped,"RETINAL SCAN COMPLETE. PLEASE PROVIDE HANDPRINT." A small yellow square lit up with an outline for a hand. Mirvak forcefully gripped his right hand and placed it onto the scanner. It scanned his hand a few times before beeping,"HANDPRINT SCAN COMPLETE. PLEASE PROVIDE VOICE SAMPLE FOR VOCAL RECOGNITION." Mirvak grunted impatiently, giving the manager a quick shove to the back, the man flinched and cleared his voice. "D-Daxter Jerris." The machine beeped again,"MANAGER DAXTER JERRIS IDENTIFIED. ARE YOU UNDER DISTRESS AT THIS TIME?" Mirvak's ears pricked up, hearing many guards gathering outside the sealed door behind him. The manager stammered,"Uhhhh. N-no." The console beeped and clicked,"VAULT LOCKDOWN DISENGAGED." The alarm shut down, the muffled yells of the security officers behind them now very clear.

 

The vault emitted a loud clank, and began to spin automatically, opening itself slowly. Mirvak beheld several shelves stacked high with massive pallets of credit chits, going back as far as 30 or so meters. The wolf raised his right hand, and the three large bags floated into the room, opening themselves as whole stacks of credits cascaded into them like a waterfall of chips. The manager swallowed, watching on silently as the Sith collected as much as the bags could fill. The bags zipped themselves up again, filled to the brim with what was probably close to 100 to 200 thousand credits. A fine start to funding his vengeance.

 

The bags floated back towards him, fluidly slinging themselves over his left shoulder. Mirvak grabbed the manager by the leg and dragged him along, as he cried out in protest. He swiped the manager's card into the door console, raising the manager by the leg in front of him. A dozen or so guards stood there, armed with simple blasters. The commander yelled to the menacing beast,"Stop! Drop the manager and put your hands where we can see them!" Mirvak smirked under his hood.

 

The screams of the guards accompanied by bellowing roars and the sound of blasters rang out from the basement, the people having long left the bank when the alarm was sounded. A few retreating guards emerged from the steps, running for the lives. They burst out the front doors and ran down the steps, past the meager police line that was forming. The police line began to thicken, with more speeder patrol cars arriving. Soon there was enough manpower to cordon off the growing curious crowd of civilians and secure the front entrance. There was a general sense of confusion and misinformation, no one knew truly was was going on. 

 

Suddenly, Mirvak sped out of the side alley in a very expensive speeder, presumably belonging to the banker he took hostage. The police force, not used to handling such a crime in one of the safest cities in the galaxy, completely neglected to cover all escape routes. This allowed Mirvak to peel out of the alley without running into a blockade, drifting hard and barely missing a few screaming pedestrians. He looked over his shoulder and cackled, the bumbling police force rushing to their speeders. Mirvak's escape from this planet seemed to be secured.

 

Aten Ramses

 

Ultimatum


Looking for someone to 'run into' while stealing from a bank

23 June 2018 - 07:45 AM

My character is starting from scratch, going it alone for now, and in desperation needs to rob a bank on the planet he's found himself on, which is Alderaan. Would like 1 maybe 2 people to "run into" during the bank robbery.