Ashin Varanin
Professional Enabler
NAME: Jethro Merrill
FACTION: Yeah, about that...
RANK: I can explain
SPECIES: Boring old human, hoss, can't help what you're born
AGE: Thirty-three next nameday. You gonna get me something?
SEX: Schutta please
HEIGHT: Go on, ask me bout the air up here
WEIGHT: Hey man, I'm bulking up
EYES: But you ain't even bought me dinner yet
HAIR: Sorta nondescript
SKIN: Pinkish white dude and some hyperdrive grease
FORCE SENSITIVE: How the feth should I know? Yeah, my cousin's got that gut thing for pilot work, but he's always had that. If I've got superpowers it's something to do with food and death sticks. I'm quitting though. Not the food part.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
I wouldn't say I'm good at stuff so much as it's what I do. Uh, flying things, shooting things, fixing mining gear. I washed out of Centrality PD a looong while back, so I guess I still know a thing or two about digging through crap.
APPEARANCE:
I keep myself presentable. I get haircuts and everything. And I like this shirt, hoss.
BIOGRAPHY:
Look, I already told you I washed out and I'm a spacer bum. Independent operator, that's me. That's Captain Jethro Merrill to you. No, Captain 'cause I own a ship, not 'cause I got them bars. Uh, I know the Centrality pretty well, Hutt space too. Most of the Outer Rim I guess, anywhere you can get by on a credit rating just shy of yo'mama in terms of unimpressiveness. I try to steer clear of the Corporate Sector and the Tion Cluster, but that's just me. Guess I don't like crowds much.
SHIP:
Washburn-class. Something my cousin cooked up for losers like me. Lift capacity smaller than a Sith Lord's brainpan, but I'm working on that.
KILLS:
Man, how should I know? I just shoot at things when they shoot at me.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Yeah, no way no scuzzbucket bounty mark's coming on my ship. That crap don't end well. The money would have to be pretty nuts, and a chunk of it up front for sure.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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FACTION: Yeah, about that...
RANK: I can explain
SPECIES: Boring old human, hoss, can't help what you're born
AGE: Thirty-three next nameday. You gonna get me something?
SEX: Schutta please
HEIGHT: Go on, ask me bout the air up here
WEIGHT: Hey man, I'm bulking up
EYES: But you ain't even bought me dinner yet
HAIR: Sorta nondescript
SKIN: Pinkish white dude and some hyperdrive grease
FORCE SENSITIVE: How the feth should I know? Yeah, my cousin's got that gut thing for pilot work, but he's always had that. If I've got superpowers it's something to do with food and death sticks. I'm quitting though. Not the food part.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
I wouldn't say I'm good at stuff so much as it's what I do. Uh, flying things, shooting things, fixing mining gear. I washed out of Centrality PD a looong while back, so I guess I still know a thing or two about digging through crap.
APPEARANCE:
I keep myself presentable. I get haircuts and everything. And I like this shirt, hoss.
BIOGRAPHY:
Look, I already told you I washed out and I'm a spacer bum. Independent operator, that's me. That's Captain Jethro Merrill to you. No, Captain 'cause I own a ship, not 'cause I got them bars. Uh, I know the Centrality pretty well, Hutt space too. Most of the Outer Rim I guess, anywhere you can get by on a credit rating just shy of yo'mama in terms of unimpressiveness. I try to steer clear of the Corporate Sector and the Tion Cluster, but that's just me. Guess I don't like crowds much.
SHIP:
Washburn-class. Something my cousin cooked up for losers like me. Lift capacity smaller than a Sith Lord's brainpan, but I'm working on that.
KILLS:
Man, how should I know? I just shoot at things when they shoot at me.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Yeah, no way no scuzzbucket bounty mark's coming on my ship. That crap don't end well. The money would have to be pretty nuts, and a chunk of it up front for sure.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Post the links and the titles to all of your characters Role-Plays. To make things easier, post the link and name here as soon as you enter the Role-Play thread.
