Jonathon Patches
Information Broker
Name: Jonathon Patches
Known Aliases:
Flynn Rider, Raine Maida, Jim Halpert, Danny McCoy, and countless others...
Age: 29 (Unconfirmed)
Species: Human
Height: 183 cm (6'1") (Unconfirmed)
Weight: 84 kg (185 ilbs) (Unconfirmed)
Eye Colour: Blue (Unconfirmed)
Hair Color: Light Brown (Unconfirmed)
Home Planet: Corellia (Unconfirmed)
Spouse: None
Mother: Deceased
Father: Missing - Presumed Dead
Siblings: None
Children: None
Mentor: Har Stubbs
Childhood and Early Life
"I did not tell half of what I saw, for I knew I would not be believed..."
The files on Jonathon Patches childhood are sketchy at best, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Born to a middle class Corellian family, their history and names have been stricken from the records - Patches doing.
What is known, is scarce: his mother died when he was young, his father having mysteriously vanished some years prior to his mother's death while working for Corsec, his body or whereabouts never to be found or heard from again. Alone, and resorting to petty thievery and cons on the the streets of Corellia, a local crime lord by the name of Har Stubbs took Jonathon under his wing.
Har promised to help Jonathon find his father, give him a roof over his head and food on his plate. What seemed like a kind gesture though, was anything but. Forced to work long days, with little rest and even less time for fun, Jonathon carried out a variety of tasks, doing mechanic work and remedial data entry for Har. As Jonathon got older, his tasks become more complex; he began flying escort missions for Har, recon work, thievery and espionage. He learned the tricks of the trade; how to lie, deceive and cheat his way out of any situation.
It was these same skills though, that allowed Jonathon to do some investigating of his own. While trying to locate his father on his own time, Jonathon discovered that Har was doing nothing anything but helping Jonathon find his father; he fed him false information and leads, creating webs of lies and tales, doing anything to keep Jonathon on a false trail, and more importantly, under the employment of Har himself.
When the truth was discovered, Jonathon rebelled, nearly killing Har himself, destroying his facility, and leaving him a broken man; much like the manner Har had found Jonathon some seven years prior.
Career
"You can't even call your wife on a comlink without Jonathon Patches hearing about it..."
Once out on his own, Jonathon quickly learned the value of information. At first, it was to keep tabs on Har and always stay several steps ahead of him. However, as time went on, Jonathon found that information was also a useful tool and if need be, a weapon. As the years went by, Jonathon relied less on smuggling and trading of tangible goods, and more on the exchange of information and data. Through his brief stint as a smuggler, he developed various contacts and "associates" throughout the galaxy, and the one thing they all had in common, was a need for information; whether it was shipment details, security layouts, or the whereabouts of a mark or target, they all needed it, and Jonathon was becoming increasingly good at providing it.
At first, it was mostly small time stuff; cargo manifests, checkpoint pass codes, false ID transponders. As the years went on, and his lists of contacts grew, so did his network of contacts, and the services they required; fleet positions, planetary defences, and government overthrows.
By the age of 22, he found himself in charge of one of the largest information networks in the galaxy, with contacts in the republic, empire, trade federation, jedi and sith. At his peak, he had information on everything and everyone. There wasn't a military leader nor government official that wasn't in his pocket; or with the right persuasion, could be. If there was a trace of someone on the holonet or on a datapad, it was likely Patches knew about it. He batered and traded information amongst all of them, never taking sides, and profiting quite well in the proess. With the funds he earned, he purcahsed a Corellian Corvette, named it Excalibur, and had it refitted to hold six T-65C X-Wings, known as Knight Squadron. He had some influence in the Conquest of Caprica, the downfall of the Trade Federation, and the Independance of Velusia. His ability to stay neutral was what kept him off the radar, and often kept him alive at times. It was this neutrality though, that ultimately led to his downfall.
Once it was learned that he was dealing information to both sides, his allies became few and far between. A trap was sprung, and most of Knight Squadron was destroyed, along with his flagship, the Exaclibur limped away from battle, never to be seen or heard from again. It was assumed the nav unit failed, and the ship jumped into lightspeed into a moon or asteroid. That was seven years ago...
A couple of years ago, he popped up on the grid again, accounts of his dealings with various factions quickly spreading. His influences could be seen at various battles, trials and political struggles; his reach amongst the Galaxies most powerful appearing to have never wavered. With his databanks freshly updated, and his list of contacts increasingly growing, it didn't take long for word of his return to spread, nor the list of people that sought his services.
Then enter the Galactic Crusade, and the subsequent events that followed. Though he played a small role in the crusade itself on the planet of Hoth, it was the aftermath of those events where this story would take place; namely one of the crusades alleged victims and it's apparent catalyst, Ti'Cira D'arr Hawk. For reasons unexplained, Patches took the accused under his protection and services, enlisting the help of the notorius Ayden Cater, and sought out to learn the truth of the events that took place on Taris, and whom was actually responsible for the moon and planet's destruction.
During his travels, the crew of the Helm and it's ranks slowly grew, enlisting the services of Trisana Raine, a sniper extraodinaire with the voice of an angel (at least by her account); Deagan Hunt, a Zeltron pilot and the Helm's true skirt chaser; Skye Mertaal, a bounty hunter with a quick fuse and even quicker draw; and Tahira Solo, the resident Jedi refugee and unofficial dishwasher of the Helm and her crew.
Which brings us to our current timeline, the one where Patches has a decision to make. With the events of Taris seemingly at the back of peoples minds given recent happenings in the galaxy, and the crews ever growing diversity, where does the Helm and her crew go from here? Does he continue to grow his network, ever increasing the risk that those events that devastated his small empire seven years ago repeat itself? Or does he take this rare opportunity to choose a different path, one that involves taking the opportunity to drift into relative anonymity, and let the galaxy fix it's own problems as it sees fit...
Characteristics Personality
Very few people have ever met Jonathon; and those that have, are often unaware of the fact that they have. He is discreet when he wants to be, and usually knows far more about others thatn they do of him; and this is how he likes it. Those whom have met him or dones business with him, say there are two sides to him; The no-nonsense business type, a straight shooter; and the sarcastic socialite, but most people that attest to the later half are few and far between. This they all agree on; he is a hard man to read, and one never knows if you are interacting with the man behind the mask, or the mask in front of the man.
He is light hearted, easy going, and enjoys a good laugh; often at others expense. Sarcasm, mockery and wit are the traits that most use to describe him. A penchant for getting under peoples skin and nerves, it is his ability to distance himself from the mission and others that allows him to do his job, no matter the consequences.
Strengths
- Contrary to some beliefs, Patches can't read minds; however, his powers of observation are second to none. Through years of training, research and study, he can read peoples moods and emotions, discern their tells, and observe their behavioural patterns better than most. More often than not, he can tell you where you are from and why you are there without even asking a question.
-Information is his game, and he does it very well. Possessing a database full of files and holorecordings that would be the envy of many, a simple input of a name into this database pulls up a long list of personal files and data at his fingertips; and he is not against using this information to get what he wants.
-You don't get the name "Man of Many Masks" without knowing a thing or two about adapting to one's environment. With the aid of cosmetic make up and voice training, he can put on any mask he deems fit, and blend into any crowd, making it nearly impossible to be found lest he wants to be. This allows him to slip in and out of environments that few would have access to.
Weaknesses
-Inability to let things go. His past always haunts him; and those whom have wronged him are constantly in his thoughts. Perhaps rightfully so, he makes decisions based on what he has learned from his past; the problem is, in doing so, he continues to lose himself in the process.
-Hand to hand combat skills. His tactics are... unorthodox at best. He will fight dirty, and this can often result in him fighting in what he calls his own "scrappy" nature. However, in a galaxy dominated by trained assassins, bounty hunters, and force using cheaters, his skills leave something to be desired. He won't win many a fair fights; lucky for him, he does everything he can to ensure those fights are rarely "fair".
Known Possessions:
Ship
-The Knight's Helm: Heavily Modified Y2400 Light Corellian Freighter
Equipment:
-DL-44 Blaster with 2x scope
-6" Vibroblade
-3" Boot Knife
-Datapad
-On some occasions, he has been known to carry a 20' long leather whip as well, though this cannot be confirmed.
Roleplays
Known Aliases:
Flynn Rider, Raine Maida, Jim Halpert, Danny McCoy, and countless others...
Age: 29 (Unconfirmed)
Species: Human
Height: 183 cm (6'1") (Unconfirmed)
Weight: 84 kg (185 ilbs) (Unconfirmed)
Eye Colour: Blue (Unconfirmed)
Hair Color: Light Brown (Unconfirmed)
Home Planet: Corellia (Unconfirmed)
Spouse: None
Mother: Deceased
Father: Missing - Presumed Dead
Siblings: None
Children: None
Mentor: Har Stubbs
Childhood and Early Life
"I did not tell half of what I saw, for I knew I would not be believed..."
The files on Jonathon Patches childhood are sketchy at best, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Born to a middle class Corellian family, their history and names have been stricken from the records - Patches doing.
What is known, is scarce: his mother died when he was young, his father having mysteriously vanished some years prior to his mother's death while working for Corsec, his body or whereabouts never to be found or heard from again. Alone, and resorting to petty thievery and cons on the the streets of Corellia, a local crime lord by the name of Har Stubbs took Jonathon under his wing.
Har promised to help Jonathon find his father, give him a roof over his head and food on his plate. What seemed like a kind gesture though, was anything but. Forced to work long days, with little rest and even less time for fun, Jonathon carried out a variety of tasks, doing mechanic work and remedial data entry for Har. As Jonathon got older, his tasks become more complex; he began flying escort missions for Har, recon work, thievery and espionage. He learned the tricks of the trade; how to lie, deceive and cheat his way out of any situation.
It was these same skills though, that allowed Jonathon to do some investigating of his own. While trying to locate his father on his own time, Jonathon discovered that Har was doing nothing anything but helping Jonathon find his father; he fed him false information and leads, creating webs of lies and tales, doing anything to keep Jonathon on a false trail, and more importantly, under the employment of Har himself.
When the truth was discovered, Jonathon rebelled, nearly killing Har himself, destroying his facility, and leaving him a broken man; much like the manner Har had found Jonathon some seven years prior.
Career
"You can't even call your wife on a comlink without Jonathon Patches hearing about it..."
Once out on his own, Jonathon quickly learned the value of information. At first, it was to keep tabs on Har and always stay several steps ahead of him. However, as time went on, Jonathon found that information was also a useful tool and if need be, a weapon. As the years went by, Jonathon relied less on smuggling and trading of tangible goods, and more on the exchange of information and data. Through his brief stint as a smuggler, he developed various contacts and "associates" throughout the galaxy, and the one thing they all had in common, was a need for information; whether it was shipment details, security layouts, or the whereabouts of a mark or target, they all needed it, and Jonathon was becoming increasingly good at providing it.
At first, it was mostly small time stuff; cargo manifests, checkpoint pass codes, false ID transponders. As the years went on, and his lists of contacts grew, so did his network of contacts, and the services they required; fleet positions, planetary defences, and government overthrows.
By the age of 22, he found himself in charge of one of the largest information networks in the galaxy, with contacts in the republic, empire, trade federation, jedi and sith. At his peak, he had information on everything and everyone. There wasn't a military leader nor government official that wasn't in his pocket; or with the right persuasion, could be. If there was a trace of someone on the holonet or on a datapad, it was likely Patches knew about it. He batered and traded information amongst all of them, never taking sides, and profiting quite well in the proess. With the funds he earned, he purcahsed a Corellian Corvette, named it Excalibur, and had it refitted to hold six T-65C X-Wings, known as Knight Squadron. He had some influence in the Conquest of Caprica, the downfall of the Trade Federation, and the Independance of Velusia. His ability to stay neutral was what kept him off the radar, and often kept him alive at times. It was this neutrality though, that ultimately led to his downfall.
Once it was learned that he was dealing information to both sides, his allies became few and far between. A trap was sprung, and most of Knight Squadron was destroyed, along with his flagship, the Exaclibur limped away from battle, never to be seen or heard from again. It was assumed the nav unit failed, and the ship jumped into lightspeed into a moon or asteroid. That was seven years ago...
A couple of years ago, he popped up on the grid again, accounts of his dealings with various factions quickly spreading. His influences could be seen at various battles, trials and political struggles; his reach amongst the Galaxies most powerful appearing to have never wavered. With his databanks freshly updated, and his list of contacts increasingly growing, it didn't take long for word of his return to spread, nor the list of people that sought his services.
Then enter the Galactic Crusade, and the subsequent events that followed. Though he played a small role in the crusade itself on the planet of Hoth, it was the aftermath of those events where this story would take place; namely one of the crusades alleged victims and it's apparent catalyst, Ti'Cira D'arr Hawk. For reasons unexplained, Patches took the accused under his protection and services, enlisting the help of the notorius Ayden Cater, and sought out to learn the truth of the events that took place on Taris, and whom was actually responsible for the moon and planet's destruction.
During his travels, the crew of the Helm and it's ranks slowly grew, enlisting the services of Trisana Raine, a sniper extraodinaire with the voice of an angel (at least by her account); Deagan Hunt, a Zeltron pilot and the Helm's true skirt chaser; Skye Mertaal, a bounty hunter with a quick fuse and even quicker draw; and Tahira Solo, the resident Jedi refugee and unofficial dishwasher of the Helm and her crew.
Which brings us to our current timeline, the one where Patches has a decision to make. With the events of Taris seemingly at the back of peoples minds given recent happenings in the galaxy, and the crews ever growing diversity, where does the Helm and her crew go from here? Does he continue to grow his network, ever increasing the risk that those events that devastated his small empire seven years ago repeat itself? Or does he take this rare opportunity to choose a different path, one that involves taking the opportunity to drift into relative anonymity, and let the galaxy fix it's own problems as it sees fit...
Characteristics Personality
Very few people have ever met Jonathon; and those that have, are often unaware of the fact that they have. He is discreet when he wants to be, and usually knows far more about others thatn they do of him; and this is how he likes it. Those whom have met him or dones business with him, say there are two sides to him; The no-nonsense business type, a straight shooter; and the sarcastic socialite, but most people that attest to the later half are few and far between. This they all agree on; he is a hard man to read, and one never knows if you are interacting with the man behind the mask, or the mask in front of the man.
He is light hearted, easy going, and enjoys a good laugh; often at others expense. Sarcasm, mockery and wit are the traits that most use to describe him. A penchant for getting under peoples skin and nerves, it is his ability to distance himself from the mission and others that allows him to do his job, no matter the consequences.
Strengths
- Contrary to some beliefs, Patches can't read minds; however, his powers of observation are second to none. Through years of training, research and study, he can read peoples moods and emotions, discern their tells, and observe their behavioural patterns better than most. More often than not, he can tell you where you are from and why you are there without even asking a question.
-Information is his game, and he does it very well. Possessing a database full of files and holorecordings that would be the envy of many, a simple input of a name into this database pulls up a long list of personal files and data at his fingertips; and he is not against using this information to get what he wants.
-You don't get the name "Man of Many Masks" without knowing a thing or two about adapting to one's environment. With the aid of cosmetic make up and voice training, he can put on any mask he deems fit, and blend into any crowd, making it nearly impossible to be found lest he wants to be. This allows him to slip in and out of environments that few would have access to.
Weaknesses
-Inability to let things go. His past always haunts him; and those whom have wronged him are constantly in his thoughts. Perhaps rightfully so, he makes decisions based on what he has learned from his past; the problem is, in doing so, he continues to lose himself in the process.
-Hand to hand combat skills. His tactics are... unorthodox at best. He will fight dirty, and this can often result in him fighting in what he calls his own "scrappy" nature. However, in a galaxy dominated by trained assassins, bounty hunters, and force using cheaters, his skills leave something to be desired. He won't win many a fair fights; lucky for him, he does everything he can to ensure those fights are rarely "fair".
Known Possessions:
Ship
-The Knight's Helm: Heavily Modified Y2400 Light Corellian Freighter
Equipment:
-DL-44 Blaster with 2x scope
-6" Vibroblade
-3" Boot Knife
-Datapad
-On some occasions, he has been known to carry a 20' long leather whip as well, though this cannot be confirmed.
Roleplays
- A Tactical Decision: The liberation of Byss (TA vs TGE- open)
- She can't do that! Shoot her or something! (Board wide RP)
- Maverick (Sabaac Tourny) (TGU- open)
- Spy Games (Viola training)
- So an information broker and a Runaway walk into a thread (Trisana/training)
- The Sweethearts Ball (board wide RP
- The Galactic Crusade (boardwide RP )
- Is there a "happy ever after" for people like us? [Complete! ]
- A new line of work (intro/training)
- I'm a person and my name is Anakin! (intro/training)
- Shamrock Shakedown (Boardwide RP - Made first post)
- Taming of the Shrew (showing off his skills and tools of his trade)
- Tangled (Patches / Io )
- Wanted You Could Get It (Jonathon)
- Army or not, you must realize, you are doomed (Open)
- Sabaac among the Stars(TA & Scum)
- The Boys Are Back In Town (Patches, Ayden, Deagan, Ahote)
- Mind What You Have Learned, Save You It Can (OPEN)
- Finding Nemo [Ti'Cira/Invite ]
- Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (TGU/See OOC)
- YEEEEHAAAA! Ran-Cor Round-Up! (Open)
- The Liberty Ball (Open)
- Purple Haze (Mercy/Invite)
- A Bicycle Built For Two (Patches)
- Last Night of Freedom (Cage's Bachelor Party, Open)
- A Room Full of Scoundrels (TGU / Open)
- Don't Ask Me No Questions...And I Won't Tell You No Lies (Patches/Invite)
- It's getting harder and harder to breathe... (Ti'Cira) - COMPLETE
- Stay or Leave (Ti'Cira)
- *Rubs head* "What the hell did I do last night?"(Open)
- The Man Behind the Flask... (Kassey) ~ Completed
- Your Fears Are Not Benign - 9th Annual Masquerade Ball
- Galaxy Amok [GALACTIC CRUSADE 2 ]
- Sell your secrets to me... for a price. (Patches/ Open) [Complete ]
- 2011 Yule Ball: Oh, that magic feeling!
- YLRP: The Initiative Act (See OOC)
- I'm a Jedi, Not a Saint ... (Jonathan)
- Justice is on the end of a nightstick ( Liberation/Takeover of Sullust UT v TGU ONLY)
- Shaping an Army (TGU/HORDE DUAL FACTION ROLEPLAY)
- Empire Reborn: Imperial March (Open)
- One of life's lessons ( Carry on from Happy Ending, TR, TGU)
- Hangover (Patches, Deagan, Lorenzo/OPEN)
- The 2012 Liberty Ball (open to all; see OOC for more info)
- Smoke Baby "To Civic Duty" (Cora/Deagan/Request for Invite)
- This is not the bounty you are looking for ( Cora )
- You Gotta Shop Around (WoD/UF/Invite)
- Vjun: Sabotage (Jedi/Sith/Open)
- Secret Garden (Skye)
- So I have the perfect dishwasher for you... (Tahira + Open )
- It's Raining Men [Patches&Auro/Open ]
- Catacomb: The 2012 (10th Annual) Masquerade Ball
- Imitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery (Siara)
- All or Nothing(Patches)
- Think of Me Under the Mistletoe (8th Annual Yule Ball)
- The Show Must Go On ( Patches, Kassey, Invite)
