Name: Bomery/Alex Chaden
Faction: None
Rank: None
Species: Human
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Height: 5'9
Weight: 140
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin: White
Force Sensitive: No
Strengths:
Brutal/Ruthless: In both typical fighting and capitalistic ventures.
Charismatic: Talented salesman, amazing at retaining employees.
In between:
Nihilist: It's hard to get anything past him because he almost always expects the worst from everyone, proves difficult when someone needs trusting.
Weaknesses:
Asthma: Pretty self explanatory.
OCD: No, not the "OMG, Becky is so OCD dah." The real kind. I'll let whoever roleplays with him figure it out.
Appearance: Normally neatly dressed, proper looking.
Biography: Born to two factory workers in one of the Coronet's poorer districts, Alex grew up with what many would consider the bare minimums to get through the day. He had few possessions beyond some of the toys his parents managed to buy when they had a little bit left over after paying the bills and putting food on the table. As such the child spent most of his time outside, interacting with other children and having adventures throughout the expansive city. When Alex reached adolescence he began to notice the willingness with which others listened to him and how readily they accepted almost any suggestion.
The early teenage years were especially tough economically for his home and after spending years watching thieves make more than ends meet in his neighborhood Alex decided to have a go at it. A group consisting of himself and a few of his friends robbed a credit union with a few old blasters after months of meticulous planning on Alex's part. The robbery went off without a hitch and the now emboldened teen took fully to crime like a fish to water. His family wasn't wanting for food. He bought a speeder. Everything had seemingly been made right by one act of crime.
At the suggestion of a friend Alex brook into his area's drug game with a show of violence so disturbing the CPD thought it to be the work of a long forgotten serial killer. Everyone in the know understood the message, Mr. Alex Chaden was not a man to be messed with. Alex's natural showmanship and excessive politeness (not to mention the cut rate prices) made him a favorite among the city's junkie population. This was always taken with a grain of salt, all still remembered the recent murder of the being who'd stood in Alex's way at the beginning.
Soon after the majority of Alex's competition had either left planet, joined in with himself, or been killed off by Alex or one of his subordinates. He has complete control of the spice trade in both Blue Sector and Coronet Shipping. With his more than healthy profits he bought several legitimate businesses to use as fronts and a new home for both himself and his parents. He can normally be found in the Mynock's Haven, a well to do cantina in Blue Sector, where he controls most of his enterprise. Alex also owns a high rise apartment with a spectacular view.
If you'd like to know about his nickname, ask him sometime.
Kills:
Bounties Collected:
Role-Plays:
Faction: None
Rank: None
Species: Human
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Height: 5'9
Weight: 140
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin: White
Force Sensitive: No
Strengths:
Brutal/Ruthless: In both typical fighting and capitalistic ventures.
Charismatic: Talented salesman, amazing at retaining employees.
In between:
Nihilist: It's hard to get anything past him because he almost always expects the worst from everyone, proves difficult when someone needs trusting.
Weaknesses:
Asthma: Pretty self explanatory.
OCD: No, not the "OMG, Becky is so OCD dah." The real kind. I'll let whoever roleplays with him figure it out.
Appearance: Normally neatly dressed, proper looking.
Biography: Born to two factory workers in one of the Coronet's poorer districts, Alex grew up with what many would consider the bare minimums to get through the day. He had few possessions beyond some of the toys his parents managed to buy when they had a little bit left over after paying the bills and putting food on the table. As such the child spent most of his time outside, interacting with other children and having adventures throughout the expansive city. When Alex reached adolescence he began to notice the willingness with which others listened to him and how readily they accepted almost any suggestion.
The early teenage years were especially tough economically for his home and after spending years watching thieves make more than ends meet in his neighborhood Alex decided to have a go at it. A group consisting of himself and a few of his friends robbed a credit union with a few old blasters after months of meticulous planning on Alex's part. The robbery went off without a hitch and the now emboldened teen took fully to crime like a fish to water. His family wasn't wanting for food. He bought a speeder. Everything had seemingly been made right by one act of crime.
At the suggestion of a friend Alex brook into his area's drug game with a show of violence so disturbing the CPD thought it to be the work of a long forgotten serial killer. Everyone in the know understood the message, Mr. Alex Chaden was not a man to be messed with. Alex's natural showmanship and excessive politeness (not to mention the cut rate prices) made him a favorite among the city's junkie population. This was always taken with a grain of salt, all still remembered the recent murder of the being who'd stood in Alex's way at the beginning.
Soon after the majority of Alex's competition had either left planet, joined in with himself, or been killed off by Alex or one of his subordinates. He has complete control of the spice trade in both Blue Sector and Coronet Shipping. With his more than healthy profits he bought several legitimate businesses to use as fronts and a new home for both himself and his parents. He can normally be found in the Mynock's Haven, a well to do cantina in Blue Sector, where he controls most of his enterprise. Alex also owns a high rise apartment with a spectacular view.
If you'd like to know about his nickname, ask him sometime.
Kills:
Bounties Collected:
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