GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
Name: Jayden Sanders
Aliases: N/A
Faction: The First Order
Rank: Admiral
Species: Correllian
Age: 48
Sex: Male
Hight: 5'6"
Weight: 127 lbs
Eye Color: Dark blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Military regulated short back and sides.
Skin: Tanned
Languages: Galactic Basic, Chiss, Hutteese, Binary
Force Sensitive: No
Strengths;
Trained: A trained Admiral, Jayden can lead a cruiser out of the tightest spots he can find himself in.
Strong Willed: Jayden can keep himself together under pain. Secrets seem to find ways to die with him, something that he's glad of.
Decent Pilot: Jayden knows the ins and outs of ships. He's flown enough ships to know how to pilot one properly.
Military Strength: Grand Admiral Sanders, a rank he holds close to heart. This gives him access to all of the military strength within The Sovereign Imperial State.
Sharpshooter: Jayden knows how to shoot a gun. I mean he really knows how to shoot a gun. He knows that shooting isn't just "shoot and go", he knows that there's a-lot more to it.
Weaknesses;
Power Mad: Jayden has gone a little mad with power, believing he has power to do anything. Spoiler alert, he doesn't.
Grieving: Jayden lost both his loved ones on Correllia, thus he is silently grieving.
Anger Issues: Hot headed, angry, whichever way you want to put it. Jayden is massively quick to anger. He will lose it at a pin drop.
Unloved: Jayden never really known what it's like to be loved, thus he doesn't really show anyone else that emotion, or many emotions to be honest.
Biography Before Star Wars Chaos: Born on Correlia, Jayden was never destined for anything special. He was young and foolish, brash and reckless, he never listened to anyone. His parents hoped that military schooling would mellow him out. It didn't, instead it made him enjoy the military, enjoy the old Empire. He brought books, he studied and he read about the old Empire.
But he was eighteen, he needed a job to finance this obession, to finance this hobby. He began to work with his father, flying small ships around the planet as a quick method of transport. He was always a decent pilot, never the best but no-where near the worst. He found that he quite enjoyed it, and he used it as a way to gain an income to fund his obession.
By the age of fourty he had fought with a number of free corps and had commanded a few small frigates, but he needed something else. He had enjoyed power, and he wanted freedom, he wanted everything to be his.
He spent some working in a small shipping firm, piloting his small frigate around the galaxy, dropping off little things here and there until he recieved word of a disaster on Corellia, the basic distruction of the planet, the netherworld event. His wife and dauggter died and it broke him. He stood, watching as his planet tried to comprehend what happened to them
So his decent into madness began...
Inventory:
One small DL-44 pistol,
Binoculars,
Credits,
Identification Cards
Regular brown tunic,
Regular black panks,
Regular black boots,
Jet gray Imperial deck officers suit,
Jet black boots,
Jet black gloves,
Ship: FIV Revoluton
Aliases: N/A
Faction: The First Order
Rank: Admiral
Species: Correllian
Age: 48
Sex: Male
Hight: 5'6"
Weight: 127 lbs
Eye Color: Dark blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Hair Style: Military regulated short back and sides.
Skin: Tanned
Languages: Galactic Basic, Chiss, Hutteese, Binary
Force Sensitive: No
Strengths;
Trained: A trained Admiral, Jayden can lead a cruiser out of the tightest spots he can find himself in.
Strong Willed: Jayden can keep himself together under pain. Secrets seem to find ways to die with him, something that he's glad of.
Decent Pilot: Jayden knows the ins and outs of ships. He's flown enough ships to know how to pilot one properly.
Military Strength: Grand Admiral Sanders, a rank he holds close to heart. This gives him access to all of the military strength within The Sovereign Imperial State.
Sharpshooter: Jayden knows how to shoot a gun. I mean he really knows how to shoot a gun. He knows that shooting isn't just "shoot and go", he knows that there's a-lot more to it.
Weaknesses;
Power Mad: Jayden has gone a little mad with power, believing he has power to do anything. Spoiler alert, he doesn't.
Grieving: Jayden lost both his loved ones on Correllia, thus he is silently grieving.
Anger Issues: Hot headed, angry, whichever way you want to put it. Jayden is massively quick to anger. He will lose it at a pin drop.
Unloved: Jayden never really known what it's like to be loved, thus he doesn't really show anyone else that emotion, or many emotions to be honest.
Biography Before Star Wars Chaos: Born on Correlia, Jayden was never destined for anything special. He was young and foolish, brash and reckless, he never listened to anyone. His parents hoped that military schooling would mellow him out. It didn't, instead it made him enjoy the military, enjoy the old Empire. He brought books, he studied and he read about the old Empire.
But he was eighteen, he needed a job to finance this obession, to finance this hobby. He began to work with his father, flying small ships around the planet as a quick method of transport. He was always a decent pilot, never the best but no-where near the worst. He found that he quite enjoyed it, and he used it as a way to gain an income to fund his obession.
By the age of fourty he had fought with a number of free corps and had commanded a few small frigates, but he needed something else. He had enjoyed power, and he wanted freedom, he wanted everything to be his.
He spent some working in a small shipping firm, piloting his small frigate around the galaxy, dropping off little things here and there until he recieved word of a disaster on Corellia, the basic distruction of the planet, the netherworld event. His wife and dauggter died and it broke him. He stood, watching as his planet tried to comprehend what happened to them
So his decent into madness began...
Inventory:
One small DL-44 pistol,
Binoculars,
Credits,
Identification Cards
Regular brown tunic,
Regular black panks,
Regular black boots,
Jet gray Imperial deck officers suit,
Jet black boots,
Jet black gloves,
Ship: FIV Revoluton
