Character Damien Dooku

[Damien Dooku]

DAMIEN DOOKU

Music	CASTLE
Aliases	Damien
Class(es)	Scoundrel
Birthplace	Coruscant
Age	Later Teens
Parents	Auteme Lucien Dooku
Character Traits	Fearless Independent to a fault His father's charm
Professional Traits	Spacer - Criminal
Lifestyle Traits	Burdened by Legacy
Affiliation(s)	Independent Various Crime Syndicates
Species	Human
Languages	Galactic Basic [Serrenoan/Corellian Hybrid Accent] [High Coruscanti Accent] Huttese Shyriiwook Binary Jawa
Gender	Male
Force Sensitivity	Strong – Awakening
Character Alignment	Chaotic Neutral
Height	6'0"
Weight	190lbs

The Story So Far Notable Skills Possessions

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  Synopsis​

  
  The galaxy has an interesting way of twisting the fates to subvert the expectations of how one's life is supposed to turn out. Damien was meant for greater things, according to his mother, to inherit the legacy of a father he couldn't even remember, and to break the curse of generations of trauma that they fought relentlessly against from one planet to the next. His heart use to swell as a youngling upon hearing those words, as he digested the weight of their combined legacies, despite their flaws. For a time he'd even believe it, but as the months turned into years, the growing boy could only feel apathy towards the world that revealed itself before his eyes.
  
  There had been no peace, despite his father and mother's hard-fought battles, and the sacrifices they made to keep the status quo of what little they truly were able to accomplish. The Dominion his father had carved out of the Empire and kept prosperous would fall to the same fate as most others- shattered into warring Imperial factions, and bringing about the end of the Dooku-Fel ruling dynasty. He could never get his mother to tell him exactly what happened-- hell, Damien wasn't even sure if she even knew the full story, but the end result still remained the same. His father disappeared into the furthest depths of the Unknown Regions with a fleet to his back and simply vanished without a trace. Almost two decades have passed since then, and yet his mother still has hope.
  
  But not him.
  
  His name is a curse, but it was the one his mother chose to give him; His legacy is a blight that he's long since abandoned, and yet the burden of his father still followed him as a teenager who just wanted to make his mother proud and become a Knight just like his father and mother once were, before that dream dissolved away, and the façade of who he aspired to be came to an end.
  
  Damien felt nothing but apathy to the world that he lived in, and the Order he pretended to respect and serve. One too many of his fellow aspiring Padawans receiving a broken nose or dislocated shoulder for their knife-edged jabs at his lineage, and so he did what he'd learned best during the short few years of co-parenthood with his father.
  
  He abandoned the Order without hesitation, and took to the stars to seek his own path, intent on carving his own fate with nothing more than his spite and ambition. He'd fight, he'd kill, he'd love and he'd hate.
  
  This hatred would not lead him to the Sith, nor anywhere else where his legacy might entice others to use him as a tool for their own ambitions. He set out into the galaxy on his own terms with nothing but a droid and a starship to his name-- both unknowingly gifts from father. In time he'd even grow into a young man, traveling the stars and doing his best to keep in touch with his mother back at home. The bounties on his head, or the rumors she'd somehow learned of his 'work' did not stifle their connection, but as always her job made communication difficult.
  
  

  

  
  
  
  'We tell ourselves that we've made progress-- that the galaxy's better, despite the millions sacrificed for this status quo you call progress. All we're doing is selling each other the fruits of our destruction and ignoring the broken and miserable people we left along the way, and there's nothing more human than that.' - Damien to his mother, shortly before leaving Coruscant for good.
  
  
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  	SCOUNDREL
  	GAMBLER
  	PRECOGNITION

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  Lucien's Eta-2 Actis "Midnight" - Passed onto him by his father years before his disappearance, presumably for that very reason, although officially a gift from his mother for his sixteenth birthday.
  Loth-Wolf Pendant - Given to him by his father prior to his expedition to the Unknown Region.
  Count Dooku's Holocron - Inherited from his father, as to never forget his legacy, despite his best efforts at doing so. As of the present he remains incapable of activating it, and therefore is unaware of its contents.
  Damien's Blaster Pistol - Powerful and reliable.
  R4-P Astromech Droid - Came with his starfighter, and maintains the same facetious programming that it's had for the duration of its long existence. While the ship remained in storage until his adolescence, R4 has been by Damien's side for as long as he could remember. It gets along fairly well with Damien- most of the time, anyway.
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