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[Chiz Ne Ordo]

~Development thread one for Chiz’s Armor ~​

Day One​

The Plant Ordo. Rolling sands and choking hot air… that was not the only thing out in the desert. There was a Jawa named Chiz Ne Ordo and three other people, two humans and a Rodian.

“Wat”, the Rodian asked in disbelief? “Tis crazy Chiz. You crazy!” The Rodian shook his head. The two humans were getting paid so no matter what they did not care.

“YEP, YEP”, Chiz cackled while rubbing his hands together.​

They were just not standing out of the middle of nowhere. There was a Jawa Sand Crawler close by. They had an assortment of creates out and several items upon a table. In the distance about a hundred yards away was one long metal pole a single Mandalorian armor chest piece.

“CHIZ MAKE BOOM BOOM”, the little guy picked up a very large weapon that looked like it could fire a missile out of it.​

“Record facts, yes! Make armor better, yes”, the crazy little guy finished placing the weapon on his shoulder. Turning it about to aim it at the armor, yes it was not pointed at the armor to begin with. He had lifted it up and it was pointed directly at the sand crawler.

“CHIZ, NO”, they all yelled out in unison! “THE SAND CRAWLER”, but he was already in motion. He whipped the weapon in the direction of the two humans and the one Rodian. “CHIT”, all three hit the sand so fast to duck out of the way.
They were not the target though. He finished turning and finally the weapon was pointed at the chest piece of in the distance. “BOOM, BOOM”, he yelled again and pulled the trigger.

[SIZE=14pt]THUMP[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt], THUMP,[/SIZE] two missiles was launched. The recoil of the weapon had launched Chiz off his feet to. He flew backwards landing right upon the table. It caved in and all the items all over the sand.


The missiles though, metal speed straight up into the air. Smoke spiraled out of the back of it. The frightening part of it for those with Chiz is they had no idea where the missile would land. What three did not know is Chiz just fired a highly sophisticated piece of hardware. The targeting computer had already. One had already locked onto the sand crawler. There was a bit of luck, the second missile had locked onto the chest plate.

The missiles twisted and turned in the air, both arching off into different directions. The three men with Chiz took cover, as best they could. Crying and praying cowering in the sand. Chiz though oblivious to everything except for that one missile striking off to the piece of armor. He crawled to his knees watching it as it flew.

Direct hit, the missile slammed into the chest piece blowing it to bits. As the other missile hit a track on the sand crawler, flames, sparks, and metal… a small fire work show in the back ground. Smile he looked down at a data pad. It had recorded the data of the test.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

~Development thread one for Chiz’s Armor ~​

Two Weeks Later​

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It took nearly two weeks for them to walk back, then a few days for Chiz to analyze the data. It was a huge success! He had what he needed for that part of the testing. The rating of impact verses the martial strength of the baskar to the ratio of how much baskar was used to make the armor. This data later how could give Chiz options when making his personal armor. That was for kinetic impact.

That was one stage. Chiz sat there at the table. “Wat, Chiz”, he had forgotten to do something. He forgot to plan ahead what he was going to do for the next part in the testing. “Impac, wat do now”, he sat there talking out loud to himself. “Dat it, dat it”, it dawned on him what to do next. “Wenergy, wenergy”, he chanted, like he it was fate or destiny. The little guy bounced up out of his chair. There were preparations to make!

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]A Day Later[/SIZE]​

An E-Web [SIZE=11pt]mounted [/SIZE]heavy blaster [SIZE=11pt]repeater [/SIZE], a dangerous weapon…it should be safe enough to use in the Mirdir Ori warehouse, right? “WOOOooo”, Chiz yipped in delight. “This quadduppole”, yes that was a really big word for Chiz, “soot wib exta woop ream stimcaffe isss uood”, he said saying that quadruple shoot with extra whip cream stimcaffe is good!

“Karking Holy Sithspawn”, Dedrick, one of the human males who were with Chiz and the others out in the desert two weeks ago. He dropped his hypersanner and cursed upcoming hearing Chiz was drinking that much stimcaffe before doing another test. “I just remember I have to”, he stopped to think of an excuse. I have a doctor’s appointment.

“Yes”, Beman, the other human caught on to what was going on. “Today is Tuesday. I better go check on my mom.”

Lodian the Rodian. The very one who had called Chiz crazy two weeks ago? Well he had caught on to what was happening too. Though he responded so quickly at that point he really did not think his excuse all the way through. “Yes….I have to go get a….wax”, he shrugged his shoulder really uncomfortable at what he just said. The two humans look at the Lodian like, ‘what did he just say?’

They did not wait around to ask. They and Lodian just made a mad dash for the door.

“Dat wub odd”, Chiz looked at them like they were nuts and started to walk over to his newest project.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]A Day Later[/SIZE]​

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Confused at the odd of his employees Chiz was not looking where he was walked.​

[SIZE=14pt]Thud ![/SIZE] “UUT”, he walked into something! [SIZE=14pt]EEERRRHHH![/SIZE] The sound of a metal shelf twisting as it started to fall over.
[SIZE=14pt]CRASH![/SIZE] It smashed upon the deracreate floor. Glass bottles shattered. Delicate instruments clanked onto the floor. It was a mess of random destruction.

Chiz hopped up to his feet? Waving his hands about and bouncing around in a frantic state of panic! “Who’ed put’a that there!” “O’da my gawed!” “My snuff, my snuff!” “O’da my. O’da my!” The silly thing is he had put the shelf there. It was him who was not looking where he was walking. It was totally him who had walked into the self unit. Walking chaos in the little body of a mad man!

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]Hours Later[/SIZE]​

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It took a darn good length of time for Chiz to clean up his mess. There was some good equipment and materials that were damaged. The shattered glass and spilled liquids could not be salvaged. Tools and machinery he could repair later on, when he had time. “Wat was’a doing”, he questioned himself…standing there looking around the shop. With his short attention span he forgot what he was doing before he knocked over the shelf.

[SIZE=12pt]“OOOOO-DA”,[/SIZE] he drooled as he spotted the E-Web set up in his shop. Drooling he walked over and huggled the mounted gun. Hugging it he rubbed and petted on it. “Wubby wubby, you’d an I make big boom boom”, rubbing the gun down, he then noticed the suit of armor set up across the shot waiting to be shot.

“Dat right”, Chiz pointed at the suit getting overly dramatic. “Me’so test’a wenergy penetration on avrag’a suit”, it clicked. He remembered what he was going to do before he knocked over the shelf.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]At that Moment[/SIZE]​

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Cackling he stepped around behind the stationary large weapon. It was locked into position, loaded and ready to fire. The missing ingredient solved as he placed his hands on the handles. Index fingers ready to squeeze he started to aim. “Me’so blow’d it up real uood”, the suit was in the weapon’s sights. Wisdom could be argued that it was never here. Logic maybe but not focused on safety, what could possibly go wrong.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]At that Moment[/SIZE]​

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Chiz pulled both triggers. PEW! The first blot lunched out. The recoil of the weapon far too powerful for his little muscles to control. The force of the initial kicked the weapon barrel up. Unfortunately it meant the first shot missed the suit by mere inches. Chiz did not let go of the trigger. Two, three more blots flew out of the barrel, as he attempted to control where each shot went. [SIZE=12pt]PEW! PEW! PEW![/SIZE]

Fighting to control the movement of the weapon was difficult. “UUUUTTTIIINNNII”, yelling out the war cry, each syllable vibrating in tempo of the vibration of the blaster.

Those three shots, they hit the wall. More chunks of dreacreate flew from the wall. Each shot moving to the right in an up wards arch.

His eyes widened. [SIZE=12pt]“UT-OH”,[/SIZE] about three more feet to the right was a group of tanks that read flammable! Chiz with all his might pushed up on the handle while pushing the handle to the right. The tip of the barrel dipped down and then began to move the barrel to point more to the left. PEW! PEW! PEW! Three more shots, all of them hitting the floor, “Woot, dat wod close!” He did not hit the flammable liquids. Though the experiment was not over, he still had to hit the suit of armor.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]At that Moment[/SIZE]​

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Still cranking to his left on the handle three more shot flew out. PEW! PEW! PEW! Two hit the floor but the tired one did not. It just hit the wall a few inches from the piece of armor. “KARKING SITHSPIT”, he yelled. [SIZE=14pt]PEW! PEW! PEW![/SIZE] Three more shots hit the wall…all three shots moving to the left away from the armor.

Chiz cranked the handle down and to his left with all his strength. He grunted and his anger filled his actions into motion. PEW! PEW! PEW! Three more shots, they hit the wall moving up and now to the right.

[SIZE=14pt]“CHIZ KILL”,[/SIZE] Jawa filled anger amped by adrenaline now. [SIZE=12pt]PEW! PEW! PEW[/SIZE]! Three more shots, they riddled the wall moving downward to the armor. [SIZE=12pt]PEW! PEW! PEW![/SIZE] Three shots hit the armor! [SIZE=12pt]PEW! PEW! PEW![/SIZE] Chiz enraged actually was holding the weapon steady now. [SIZE=14pt]“CHIZ KILL”,[/SIZE] he continued to yell out and kept firing the blaster. He unloaded the whole clip!

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

The Next Day​

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Results were in from the test the other day. With the data secured and on record in his personal computer it was time for the next step. [SIZE=12pt]“Morn’in”,[/SIZE] Chiz saying good morning to his employees. Yes they were back. They just were wise enough to know to get out of the shop the other day.

“Morning boss”, they answered back.​

“Mov’in on”, Chiz clapped his hands together in eagerness.​

“Wat about dat sand crawler”, the Rodian named Lodian asked. “It be still out thar need’in repair!”​

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Beman and the other human nodded in agreement. They also did not wish to see the next crazy thing Chiz was about to do collecting this data for new armor.

Chiz slapped his forehead slightly embarrassed. “[SIZE=12pt]Wat[/SIZE], Me’s [SIZE=12pt]forgot[/SIZE]”, shaking his head he knew he was not going to be able to do the next study today. In fact it might take a few days to get that track on the crawler fixed.

“Ok, we fix dat crawler. Ater we dhen move on to baskar study”, he said throwing his arms up in defeat. First they fix that crawler, aye.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

Weeks Later​

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“So did the boss forget about doing tests to make his new armor”, Beman asked Lodian as the three employees sat back smoking some spice in the recreation room of the warehouse.

“Nope, he be waiting for snuff in the mail, yu see”, Lodian answered then took a long hit of spice.​

“That is to”, then Beman noticed Chiz walk into the room. So he changed what he was about to say to fit a different narrative, “That is to some nice spice. Chiz would you like some more”, he asked the Jawa. If he knew just got some mail he would have not asked the Jawa if he wanted some more spice.

“Yep, yep. Chiz haz some more”, he sat down with the others and started to smoke some spice. Little did his three employees know? Chiz had bought a lightsaber taken from a dead Sith. It was what was in the mail. It was taken off one of the dead Sith is some battle in the last few years. Some Mando…not Chiz had killed the Sith and wanted to make a profit off it.

It just so happened to be next stage of testing was on lightsaber resistance. It was what Chiz called two Batha’s with one stone. He got his testing for the armor’s lightsaber resistance completed and he would get to dismantle a lightsaber and try to reverse engineer a lightsaber. Little did he know he would have to have the use of the Force to even make a lightsaber. In any event he still will get data off his testing.

Right now though Chiz was smoking some of dat spice. “[SIZE=12pt]WWWoooo[/SIZE], dat be uood snuff”, he said while blowing out some smoke!

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

Hour or Two Later​

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Chiz got up out of his chair. He did so rather quickly. Wobbling a bit he nearly fell over and grabbed hold of his chair. It tipped over and he feel on the ground. “[SIZE=14pt]UT[/SIZE], [SIZE=14pt]I’d fell[/SIZE]”, he laughed and so did the others.

“Yep yu’d did boss man”, Lodian said the best he could. Laughing so had his ribs were starting to hurt.​

“Boss man”, Lodian asked. He and the others got up slowly and walked over to check on Chiz. When they got over there, Chiz started to snore loudly. “Well it looks like we got the rest of the day off”, Beman shrugged his shoulder, “Who wants to go to the cantina?”

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

The Next Day​

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Well it was good he passed out the other day. Today was a new day. Chiz was no longer stoned. He had full capacity to think and solve problems. He was very smart… but lacked wisdom to make sound judgments…most times.

“Ut-ky”, stood, the dented armor that had been hit repeatedly lay hooked up to the wall behind him. “Supize time”, he wiggled his eyes brows. The three looked at each other thinking… What the hell was going to happen next?

“Est age tree”, Chiz did his best to say test stage three in his excitement. “Wight aber istance”, still excited he barely could speak common. What he said was light saber resistance.​

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“You do not have a lightsaber”, Beman flatly stated thinking Chiz has really lost his mind now.​

“OOop”, Chiz pulled out the cylinder and pressed the red shinny button.​

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[SIZE=12pt]VVVVVIIIIISSSSSSSRRRRRRWWWWOOOOMMMMMMMMMM![/SIZE]​

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It hummed and pulsed with power. The bight crimson colored blade. Chiz almost hit Lodian the Rodian when he turned on the lightsaber. Luckily Lodian had jumped back before that dangerous sword impaled him.

They all slowly started to walk backwards away from Chiz. So dumbfounded as to how Chiz got a hold of a lightsaber!
“Ime uo est”, Chiz said as he turned around to face the piece of armor. The sensor equipment functional and ready to record information, it was time for testing.

Chiz brought the saber down viciously. The intent at a down ward slash and do as much damage as possible. The sword hit dead center. Chiz had no idea lightsaber had kinetic coil and had zero training in using one.

The blade hit doing lots of damage. The sensor equipment recorded the information. The sword as bounced back and Chiz lost all control over it. He also did not think of just releasing the button. It bounced back at a odd angle downwards to Chiz’s right hand side.

It all happened so quickly. The mad scientist Jawa just cut off his own foot in the interest of furthering his knowledge. He lost balance of course. He fell right over and the saber fell out of his hand. Luckily there was a safety system on the lightsaber. You had to keep your thumb on the button. The saber clattered onto the floor in its dormant state. Chiz now on the floor yipping and yelling like he was dying, calling out to the others to take him to the clinic in town.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

[SIZE=14pt]~Development Thread~[/SIZE]​

A week or Two After Chopping off his Foot​

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Weeks had passed since Chiz cut off his foot with a lightsaber. The cybernetic foot implant was working fabulous. Chiz had been strutting around Mirdir Ori labs like he was some sort of badass. In his deranged mind it was not something to be embarrassed about. The crazy little guy that felt like it was some sort of badge of badassry. Who else would chop of their own foot to further? Chiz did! He did not plan on doing it again but he felt like he was all sorts of awesome at the moment.
He had conducted some other tests. There were some other aspects of Baskar he had wished to study. It all was still in the category of damage resistance.

[SIZE=12pt]Yes but the data of his tests![/SIZE]​

• Anti-Ballistic - The testing in this department was the same when Chiz last tested a piece of armor made of Mandalorian Iron. The Baskar had awesome properties when it came to ballistic resistance. Still each time he tested a suit in this fashion his understanding improved. With a greater understanding he will be able to improve or alter designs as he saw fit. Still it would be a give or take process.
• Anti-Blaster- In this department the testing was the same as previous testing. Still with the extra testing he had gained a better understanding. Improvements could be made or designs could be altered. Still on a give or take situation. Everything as its strengths and weaknesses.
• Anti-Lightsaber resistance- This property has been always a part of basker items. This was the first time Chiz had a lightsaber to test the resistance properties. The data fascinated Chiz. He was egger to see how he could work with this in the future.
• The armor had resistance to other elements in a minor or major capacity. It was recorded on his data pad. He even had highlighted a few things and made note. Something of note a basic suit of baskar armor did not have great EMP shielding. Not to mention anti-hacking capabilities. A suit does have software. If a virus somehow finds a way in it could be vulnerable.
• The Lightsaber- Chiz to it apart piece by piece in an attempt to reverse engineer the weapon. He compiled a great deal of knowledge in doing this. Still there was a mystery to this. There was missing information as to how Jedi and Sith make these swords. Further studies would be needed to find out this secrete.

[SIZE=14pt]Testing Phase Complete. [/SIZE]​