SCARPO
NAME: Cyrus Scorpo
FACTION: Independant
RANK: Crime Boss
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 52
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 265 lb
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: Military man - Cyrus has ten years in the service as a frontline soldier. It was hell but he came out the other side hardened. His mentality is different from those who've not seen combat and has been trained to be a fearless killer. Although he might be far from a battlefield he still keeps his mind and body sharp in the ready for the next fight.
Strengths: Military man - Cyrus has ten years in the service as a frontline soldier. It was hell but he came out the other side hardened. His mentality is different from those who've not seen combat and has been trained to be a fearless killer. Although he might be far from a battlefield he still keeps his mind and body sharp in the ready for the next fight.
Underworld Boss - Cyrus is well respected in many outlaw circles around the galaxy and knows how to move without drawing heat from authorities. He has a large rolladex of contacts ranging from government officals to lowly muggers and each of them know him well. He also has multiple businesses across the galaxy, some legit but most seedy covers for his criminal empire that bring him in creds by the shipload.
Weaknesses: Marked man - As a crime boss Cyrus has accepted a life that will most certainly end in a violent death. He constantly has to watch his back from not just law but competators and bounty hunters alike. Since he's taken control of his gang he cant trust anyone. His boys are too loaded on deathsticks and any outsider could be working for someone else. Its isolated him and made him paranoid.
Too old for this sh* - Cyrus isn't elderly but he's on his way there. He's not a young man anymore and cant act like it. He might be able to keep up his training now but his reflexes are already slowing down. Not by much by enough to keep him up at night. He never took death seriosuly until the past few years and his age worries him more than any gun.
APPEARANCE:
Cyrus stands straight and tall just above 6 feet. He tries not to let his age show too much but the wrinkles on his face and bushy greying hair betray him. Underneath furry eyebrows are his wild hazel eyes, making him look feral when screaming at his men. He tries to workout and keep his body fit but he will never be able to get rid of the scars he accumulated during his long life.
Cyrus stands straight and tall just above 6 feet. He tries not to let his age show too much but the wrinkles on his face and bushy greying hair betray him. Underneath furry eyebrows are his wild hazel eyes, making him look feral when screaming at his men. He tries to workout and keep his body fit but he will never be able to get rid of the scars he accumulated during his long life.
As far as clothing goes Cyrus keeps it simple. He wears everyman clothes and doesnt often worry about what he fashion or armor. (tbc)
BIOGRAPHY:
If Cyrus followed the life he was born into the best he could hope for is some humble factory work and a small shack to live in. Thankfully, at age ten, he started hanging around Vinny Star's crew. Vinny was an adult, well known and respected in the neighborhood but for all the wrong reasons. He was a hustler, a big time crook making moves wherever he could and Cyrus was more than happy to help. As a kid he did simple stuff, smash store windows, pick up food, whatever Vinny or his boys needed done. They hardly paid him but it still made Cyrus one of the richest kids on the block and the envy of all his peers. From there he never looked back.
If Cyrus followed the life he was born into the best he could hope for is some humble factory work and a small shack to live in. Thankfully, at age ten, he started hanging around Vinny Star's crew. Vinny was an adult, well known and respected in the neighborhood but for all the wrong reasons. He was a hustler, a big time crook making moves wherever he could and Cyrus was more than happy to help. As a kid he did simple stuff, smash store windows, pick up food, whatever Vinny or his boys needed done. They hardly paid him but it still made Cyrus one of the richest kids on the block and the envy of all his peers. From there he never looked back.
Things got more serious as he got older but it was still better than whatever the slums had in store. In his late teens Cyrus made his bones by doing his first hit. It was a poor shopkeeper in deep debt. To Cyrus he was just a stepping stone, he hardly thought about it once the job was done but it changed his life forever. After that Vinny told him he was made for life. Cyrus offically became part of the crew and began learning all there was to know about the little thing of theirs. He became more violent, more high strung and if it wasn't for all the spice he was doing at the time could have exploded at any moment.
It all came to a head a few years later. He was doing a smuggling run in republic space, a huge haul of guns worth a few hundred thousand credits. It seemed too good to be true but the meet up and deal went smooth. It was on the way back he noticed the tracer embedded deep in one of the crates. Moments before hyperspace dozens of government ships had him surrounded. There was little he could do but be borded, arrested and brought back planet side for sentancing. there was no way Cyrus would snitch on Vinny but he was still a kid and the so the judge gave him an option, the navy or prison.
the navy was an easy choice for him though he didn't fully understand what he got himself into. He was used to street shoot outs and wannabe tough guys in the neighborhood but the navy showed him much worse. Assigned to a dropship he would plummet into open battle then have to find his captain or outpost while disorented and dodging shots. At first he would cry for his old life every time but eventually he adapted and grew use to constant battle. The soldiers around him became his family and so Cyrus stayed for a whole ten years. When his last service trip was up hefinally had to go back to his home and see what its become.
It had been a long time since he got lifted for the guns and there was big changes in his old hometown while he was away. The life caught up to Vinny and was assassinated the same year Cyrus was arrested. The remaining crew, the Dead they called themselves, were aimless without a leader and most had turned to petty crime and drugs just to not feel stagnent. Cyrus knew he hadn't spent all that time away for nothing and quickly went about snapping the crew, his crew, into military like shape. Years would go by as he reformed and rebuilt. Drugs still had a tight hold on the gang but business was back and the republic training had turned them into a force to be wreckoned with.
As Cyrus grew old, his gang evolved. The faces he grew up with were all gone, drugs or slugs ended all of them. He's known as the old man amongst his boys, all of which seem to be younger than 25. Just one of the sad facts he's come to accept in his long term as gang boss. But now he wants something more. A real life and space for him and his boys and he's determined to get it.
SHIP:
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