Punished Rexus
May Yun-Grun
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Intent: Fourth member of incoming commando unit.
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- Role: To be the by the book, moral sense of reason in Rexus Wenck’s unit.
- Links: N/A
- Age: 19
- Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
- Species: Human.
- Appearance: May Yun-Grun stands at five feet, eleven and a half inches, making her just above the mandatory height required of First Order stormtroopers. She has short black hair, with a fringe that reaches down to just above her eyes. Her skin is porcelain white, although she’ll often go red blushing in either embarrassment at her teammates antics, or when asked personal questions, or when going drunk. She’s reasonably well muscled, not enough to be able to fight off a two to one attack, but well enough to give someone second thoughts. Her eyes are a deep, warm brown colour. She has a petite, peach pink lips, and a small, button nose.
- Name: May Yun-Grun
- Nickname: Green.
- Theme: 19-2000 Soulchild Remix, The Gorillaz
- Loyalties: The First Order, Rexus Wenck.
- Wealth: Destitute.
- Notable Possessions: A cook book which her parents wrote for her, a data pad filled with cheesy pop music from 830’s, a picture of her with her friends Ken and Liu, as well as her care packages from home.
- Skills: May was never trained a specialised trooper, unlike many of her colleagues. Because she only finished basic, she is something of an all rounder. Someone who can perform lots of specialised tasks, but only at a basic level. For example, May would be able to commandeer a standard issue speeder bike, sure. But, she wouldn’t be great at driving it.
- Personality: May is a woman who feels constantly out of her depth. She’s often shy, and a little precocious, while her comrades are very abrasive and up front with their enemies. May is often quiet, and prefers not to speak out of turn, particularly in the presence of her superiors. Although, should you manage to get in her good books, she’s very personable and empathetic. She finds the conduct of her comrades repugnant at times, and is despondent at being stuck with a group of sociopathic war criminals. She’s still something of a stick in the mud, often acting as a moral base when someone proposes doing something debased. Although, if pressed, she often relents, and sits back, rather than try to argue or fight with her comrades.
- Weapon of Choice: F-11D Blaster Rifle
- Combat Function: May is a by the book stormtrooper, who hasn’t had herself tested too badly in combat. Because of that, she’s still a rookie, and when it comes to terminology and call outs, relates only to academy maxims. Because of that, communication can be a bit strained with her colleagues, who prefer to use short hand abbreviations for various manoeuvres and operations.
- In combat, May always sits subordinate to her collaegues. She always works on their orders, and gestures, either storming cover, or suppressing hostiles in cover. Her demeanour is at times a bit flustered, and shaky, and there are times when she will need to be talked out of having a panic attack. But overarchingly, she’s a solid member of the team, and never questions her orders, preferring to only perform them.
HISTORICAL INFORMATION
May Yun-Grun was born to Kim Yun-Grun and her father Xi Yun-Grun, their second child on the planet of Seoul. May’s parents were café owners, and made a modest living cooking for the artists and retirees in the morning, and serving dinner to the corporate elites at night. From a young age, May knew she didn’t want to work in the kitchen. She saw the financial strains and stresses it put on her parents, and the work involved, and knew it wasn’t for her.
May wanted to do something bigger and better with her life. She wanted to traverse the stars, and work towards something bigger and better. But for the time, she was a dreamer. She and her friends, would often spend their summers also idolising about such adventures, and listening to Holonet reports from the Core.
May’s childhood and teenage years were a normal one. She was a respectful daughter, who did her best at the café, had the trials and tribulations of awkward teenage crushes, and the like. Although fights with her parents were rare, they often always revolved around the café, and it’s future. May didn’t want to sit a dead end job washing dishes all day, and she needed a way out. And when she was sixteen, she got it.
The First Order’s arrival and annexation saw Seoul receive a dramatic change in governance, and educational curriculum. The school May attended began showcasing the opportunities students could now receive as part of a broader civilisation. As apart of this, career days became a frequent occurrence.
Business representatives, military recruiters, and public servants all would hold presentations on the types of jobs that were now available to them. But the one that really caught May’s attention was the Stormtrooper Corps. There was something romantic about the uniform, and the promise of a healthy wage, a decent living and free healthcare.
Inspired by this, May and her close friends Ken and Liu began to train for the Corps, buying gym memberships and working out on a regular basis to build up muscle strength. Of course, this didn’t work out too well for May, whose eating of her mother’s cinnamon cakes often negated several hours exercise.
Although initially shocked their daughter wanted to join the armed forces, Kim and Xi came to understand their daughter didn’t want to wash dishes and cook for a living. When the time came for signing up, she went with her parents blessing.
Training was rough for May, who was used to the comforts of home, like an always stocked fridge, a bed to call her own and a small library of books. But, with Ken and Liu it was bearable, and her friends often pulled May through in a way. However just as May was getting a handle on training, war broke out.
In the wake of Kaeshana, stormtrooper training was increased. What that meant for May, was that now certain units, while still in training, would have to take on the duties vetran units now couldn’t. For May, that meant her unit, the 143rd Training Division would be relocated to Hoth to take up fortification duties for the 43rd Shock Trooper Division.
Hoth was a far cry from Seoul, and the weather was miserable. The snow was novel for a few days, but as the cold really began to set in, and the blizzards took a toll on morale. Worst of all, their CO seemed hell bent on making them like the snow, often taking the unit out on four day long trips to the snow, for, as he called it, “Environmental conditioning”.
This meant spending nights freezing cold in a tent designed for three, but packed in with six other people. It would be on one of these trips, that May would make a pariah of herself. As the months dragged on, and the trips became a bi-weekly adventure, the 143rd’s CO would demand the building of defensive emplacements before dark. This would be stuff like fox holes, trenches and the like. May managed to avoid this, until one fateful day, May was ordered to set up perimeter fox holes.
The perimeter in this case, was halfway up a mountain. May trudged up there alone, with a shovel and her supplies, and began digging. But after half an hour of back breaking work, she wanted an out, or someway to make the job easier. And May found it in the way of thermal detonators.
May hadn’t been a physics student at school, but she thought that by setting up the detonators neatly enough, and slightly burying them, she may be able to use their blast to create fox holes. But May was wrong, dead wrong. When she set off those detonators, she changed her life forever.
While May was meant to be digging fox holes, the troopers below prepared dinner. It had been a hard day’s march, and they’d been on the road for about ten hours, with this being their only break. Many were looking forward to a nights rest, before going back at it. But they wouldn’t get that. Because May set off an avalanche.
Several hundred tonnes of ice, snow and rock now hurtled down the mountain to the camp. Her fellow trainees immediately ran, and fortunately no one was hurt. But whether or not anyone was hurt or not didn’t matter, because May single handedly lost several million credits worth of equipment.
When she eventually climbed down the mountain, she was asked what happened by her CO. Rather than pass the buck, she admitted her mistake. It didn’t help much, but rather than be thrown out of the stormtrooper corps, her CO chewed her out, and ordered her to lead the march from their current position back home. It was a long, cold affair, in which she lead her colleagues who had been up sixteen hours, the full ten hours back.
The feeling of anger was palpable. The entire division buzzed with anger, and rage at not having dinner. At not having anywhere to sleep, and most of at all at May. At 0600 hours, the 143rd made it back to the First Imperial Naval Yard. May was given her marching orders, and ordered to pack up her effects, and be ready to be shipped off.
May Yun-Grun would have the honour of being the last stormtrooper ever redirected to the Gundark Gunners. When May arrived on Barkhesh, the staging point for the First Orders incursion into Skor, she had been awake for nearly two days. Rather than become acquainted with her colleagues, she just slept, and slept some more, until she was woken rudely by Dergan Twigg. Twigg alerted her she was to be ready for combat operations, and May nearly defecated herself.
She couldn’t believe it, she was about to go out, and fight in the war. So when the time came, she was terrified. Although members of the unit tried to calm her down, or alternatively, laughed at her circumstances, May remained frigid and petrified by the prospect of battle. It was soon deduced that May wasn’t another veteran like them, and was in fact fresh meat. This lead to her new nickname, “Green”, because of her status. And the look on her face when she realised she was being called to service.
This lead to jabs at her, but many more messages of support. And on the landing craft to their combat zone, there were many who would try to put May at ease. During the battle itself, May performed admirably, using the training still fresh in her mind to hold the line. When the battle ended in retreat for First Order forces, May was nothing but relieved. She’d survived.
This only intensified in the wake of their reception on Dosuun. May was mortified by the slaughter at the hands of Supreme Commander Graush, and fainted halfway through. In retrospect, she thinks this, may have helped her, and that she wasn’t properly finished off, because she’d convincingly played dead.
When she was awakened, May had no idea of what to do. Apparently she was to join the auxiliary, which scared her. However, the man who’d commanded them at Skor, Rexus Wenck offered her to join him. Ma initially said no, blaming him for the mass execution, but later relented, realising that at least she loosely knew these people who’d survived. Even if they were psychopathic a-holes.
