NAME: Lucius Vinticus- FN-4229
FACTION: First Order
RANK: Private First Class- Stormtrooper Corps- Light Infantry
SPECIES: Human
Homeworld: Rilfor
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 175
EYES: Gray
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
Parents- Dr. Marcus Vinticus and Dr. Mariana Vinticus
Kit- Armor= http://starwarsrp.net/topic/105638-fo-02-stormtrooper-armour/?p=1520146
Rifle- http://starwarsrp.net/topic/119970-g-11f-blaster-rifle/#entry1680385
Grenades-x2 thermal detonator
Pistol- Heavy Blaster
Melee- 8 inch vibroknife located above his handgun and on the right rear of Lucius's utility belt
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Competent- For a boot he's sharp enough on his soldiering skills to probably not eat a bolt the moment he steps on a battlefield.
Perceptive- Pays close attention to his surroundings and reacts accordingly. Raised on a world hostile to human settlement efforts left a very low margin of error acceptable for even menial tasks.
Brash- Has a tendency to hold his ground and speak his mind in situations where he should retreat or hold his tongue. IE- Picking a fight with a group in spite of being outnumbered 4 to 1, IE- Politely pointing out a junior officer's incompetence in a manner resulting in a near NJP.
Tactless, withdrawn, suspicious of strangers- Being raised in such a rigid environment left little room for the social norms instilled in many during their childhoods and adolescence. Lucius will gratingly point out others flaws (particularly non troopers) and holds little regard for the opinions of others as long as he feels justified. Generally suspicious of folks motives until he's gotten to know them (More so to non troopers)
APPEARANCE: Regulation hair cut, regulation height, regulation weight, regulation armor
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a pair of First Order Scientists stationed on Riflor under government grant and protection, Lucius was raised and instilled with values indicative of someone who's entire existence was reliant on the patronage of his Imperial benefactors. They provided everything from the generous salary his parents received, to the advanced recycling systems and walls that allowed them to survive Riflor's harsh climate better than even the native Advozse. Both his parents and their superiors agreed that it would be better for the child's wellbeing and in the interest of state security to keep him under the facilities watchful eyes. Throughout his childhood Lucius saw the First Order as a civilizing force in a largely chaotic and unlawful galaxy that sought to disrupt the long term goals of the Empire and it's successors, valiantly struggled and bled for by like minded individuals for centuries past. Both of his parents promoted the worldview and any visitor to his parent's lab always wore a uniform of the FO variety. His parents attempted to teach Lucius more than the textbook standard chemistry but found their efforts mostly in vain, the child had a natural affinity for literature and historical learning; never expressing more than token interest in much else. For years he learned of the outside from holobooks and FO news vids, waiting for the day he could venture away from their precariously planted laboratory and out into the galaxy at large to help bring civilization to the reaches of FO space.
Lucius's adolescence saw a spike in both the youth's responsibilities and a growing drive to join the Stormtrooper Corp despite his parents protests. The crackle of his father's stern voice became more frequently heard on his Environmental Suit's coms as he replaced melted bolts on filter vents and repaired exposed wiring from the more severe rock storms present on the volcanic world. Young Lucius ceaselessly, though respectfully maintained the plan that had been formulating in his mind for years. He wanted to enlist, he wanted to fight, and he wanted to kill. The most historical precedence he could find for those goals lay in the Corp. Shocktroopers that had helped conquered a thousand worlds in the name of their Legions. As he drew nearer to enlistment age his free time became consumed with physical training and whatever Stormtrooper related holo material he could get hold of. Though they had severe reservations about Lucius's decision making abilities they eventually accepted it, begrudgingly acknowledging their son's decision as correct after observing the zeal he displayed in working towards his ambitions.
Lucius enlisted the same day his parents rotated back to Dosuun at the end of their twenty year rotation, shipping out within the month, his physical condition acceptable and his personal history readily available to the Stormtrooper corp via the FO governmental apparatus. He shipped out among a group larger than the totality of the number of people he'd personally met in his eighteen years. His head was still spinning from the sheer population of the Capitol when he was first screamed at and kicked in the solar plexus for allowing his eyes to wander during processing to an area not directly to his front. The following months were filled with similar harassment and discipline as the FO conditioned him into someone willing and able to execute the FO's will in conventional ground warfare through grueling PT ands live fire exercises. The periodic thinning of the herd initially shocked Lucius but his DIs' words eventually dug their way deep as any other trooper. "If they couldn't make it here they'd get you killed out there." At the end of it all he graduated a rank higher than he'd arrived for marksmanship and pt scores before shipping off to his first posting and encountering horrors that would haunt his mind more than he'd anticipated.
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FACTION: First Order
RANK: Private First Class- Stormtrooper Corps- Light Infantry
SPECIES: Human
Homeworld: Rilfor
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 175
EYES: Gray
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
Parents- Dr. Marcus Vinticus and Dr. Mariana Vinticus
Kit- Armor= http://starwarsrp.net/topic/105638-fo-02-stormtrooper-armour/?p=1520146
Rifle- http://starwarsrp.net/topic/119970-g-11f-blaster-rifle/#entry1680385
Grenades-x2 thermal detonator
Pistol- Heavy Blaster
Melee- 8 inch vibroknife located above his handgun and on the right rear of Lucius's utility belt
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Competent- For a boot he's sharp enough on his soldiering skills to probably not eat a bolt the moment he steps on a battlefield.
Perceptive- Pays close attention to his surroundings and reacts accordingly. Raised on a world hostile to human settlement efforts left a very low margin of error acceptable for even menial tasks.
Brash- Has a tendency to hold his ground and speak his mind in situations where he should retreat or hold his tongue. IE- Picking a fight with a group in spite of being outnumbered 4 to 1, IE- Politely pointing out a junior officer's incompetence in a manner resulting in a near NJP.
Tactless, withdrawn, suspicious of strangers- Being raised in such a rigid environment left little room for the social norms instilled in many during their childhoods and adolescence. Lucius will gratingly point out others flaws (particularly non troopers) and holds little regard for the opinions of others as long as he feels justified. Generally suspicious of folks motives until he's gotten to know them (More so to non troopers)
APPEARANCE: Regulation hair cut, regulation height, regulation weight, regulation armor
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a pair of First Order Scientists stationed on Riflor under government grant and protection, Lucius was raised and instilled with values indicative of someone who's entire existence was reliant on the patronage of his Imperial benefactors. They provided everything from the generous salary his parents received, to the advanced recycling systems and walls that allowed them to survive Riflor's harsh climate better than even the native Advozse. Both his parents and their superiors agreed that it would be better for the child's wellbeing and in the interest of state security to keep him under the facilities watchful eyes. Throughout his childhood Lucius saw the First Order as a civilizing force in a largely chaotic and unlawful galaxy that sought to disrupt the long term goals of the Empire and it's successors, valiantly struggled and bled for by like minded individuals for centuries past. Both of his parents promoted the worldview and any visitor to his parent's lab always wore a uniform of the FO variety. His parents attempted to teach Lucius more than the textbook standard chemistry but found their efforts mostly in vain, the child had a natural affinity for literature and historical learning; never expressing more than token interest in much else. For years he learned of the outside from holobooks and FO news vids, waiting for the day he could venture away from their precariously planted laboratory and out into the galaxy at large to help bring civilization to the reaches of FO space.
Lucius's adolescence saw a spike in both the youth's responsibilities and a growing drive to join the Stormtrooper Corp despite his parents protests. The crackle of his father's stern voice became more frequently heard on his Environmental Suit's coms as he replaced melted bolts on filter vents and repaired exposed wiring from the more severe rock storms present on the volcanic world. Young Lucius ceaselessly, though respectfully maintained the plan that had been formulating in his mind for years. He wanted to enlist, he wanted to fight, and he wanted to kill. The most historical precedence he could find for those goals lay in the Corp. Shocktroopers that had helped conquered a thousand worlds in the name of their Legions. As he drew nearer to enlistment age his free time became consumed with physical training and whatever Stormtrooper related holo material he could get hold of. Though they had severe reservations about Lucius's decision making abilities they eventually accepted it, begrudgingly acknowledging their son's decision as correct after observing the zeal he displayed in working towards his ambitions.
Lucius enlisted the same day his parents rotated back to Dosuun at the end of their twenty year rotation, shipping out within the month, his physical condition acceptable and his personal history readily available to the Stormtrooper corp via the FO governmental apparatus. He shipped out among a group larger than the totality of the number of people he'd personally met in his eighteen years. His head was still spinning from the sheer population of the Capitol when he was first screamed at and kicked in the solar plexus for allowing his eyes to wander during processing to an area not directly to his front. The following months were filled with similar harassment and discipline as the FO conditioned him into someone willing and able to execute the FO's will in conventional ground warfare through grueling PT ands live fire exercises. The periodic thinning of the herd initially shocked Lucius but his DIs' words eventually dug their way deep as any other trooper. "If they couldn't make it here they'd get you killed out there." At the end of it all he graduated a rank higher than he'd arrived for marksmanship and pt scores before shipping off to his first posting and encountering horrors that would haunt his mind more than he'd anticipated.
SHIP:
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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