Olivander Dematurri
Sharply Dressed
OLIVANDER DEMATURRI
| Age | 26 |
| Species | Near-Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 1.905m | 6'3" |
| Hair | Rusty Brown |
| Eyes | Black Sclera/Red Pupils(Standard) Able to change with concentration. |
| Weight | 106.59kg | 235lbs |
| Force Sensitive | No Force Sensitivity |
When one can properly remember the man, Ollie is described as having a rather square face and a slightly ridged nose. No doubt due to the numerous amounts of times it has been broken in his life on Denon. Cat like eyes, drawn in a half lidded expression of self-satisfaction typically showcase his rather unique eyes.
A result of his ocular cybernetics that are in a default state with a black sclera and ruby pupils as a test to see who remembers him.
Aside from these features, he typically wears a slight smile, almost always amused by some strange thought that has yet to be shared. A perpetual stubble covers his jaw, regardless of how often he shaves, making him appear scruffy or often unkempt even in polite settings. His hair is kept long enough to slick back but not enough to gather into a ponytail. Only knowing his hands as a comb unless needing special attention for a mission.
His favorite piece of attire is one he acquired from a Morellian, in the form of a oil-treated coat they favor. Aside from this specific piece of attire, his clothes are entirely situational depending on what he is doing.
His physique is easily described as a balanced athletes. Aided by leaps and bounds through his augmentation, he is alarmingly capable at physical tasks with little exertion and is equally capable of clearing large swaths of ground with a ease. Long legs and arms help him in his free running, and practiced skill at shifting his momentum mid-flight further helps his capabilities. Lean, and with a clearly muscled physique, he finds things in life to be relatively smooth with what he's heard some, call pretty privilege.
INVENTORY
○OB-44 'Theia' Bionic Eyes - Specialized to replicate scanned Retinal Patterns
○Cardio-Muscular Package
○Multi-tool Left Hand
○Psychic Augmenter
○Implanted Cyberjack
○Pain Damper
○Longcats x3 (Shimmy, Singer, Squiggle)
○HH-38 Geysa Hybrid Pistol x2
○X8 "Gambit" Elite Disruptor Pistol x1
○Blackout Batons x2
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
TBD
How does your character act? How do they think? Do they have any deeply held beliefs or phobias? STRENGTHS
- Physical Aptitude - Alongside the obvious cybernetic enhancements, Ollie frequently uses his physical capabilities to free run through Denon and other places to keep himself active and fit.
- Keen Eyes - An enhancement he received as an addition to his already copious collection of cybernetics, it enables him to perceive a great many things about his surroundings and potential targets.
- Psychic Feeling - While he does not have significant capabilities with mentalism, he is able to project a strong feeling of agreeable feelings with his verbalized ideas or suggestions. In equal measure, he is able to project a feeling of annoyance or dismissal around himself in a 2 meter radius to help him be remembered incorrectly or completely pushed from memory.
- Man or Machine - There is a large disconnect between himself and his actions brought on by his cybernetics. Whether a mental defense, or an unchecked feeling of losing himself, there is a large deficit between his ability to actually empathize with others versus what he is able to project for a mission.
- Pesky Static - Part of being so heavily modified is his aversion to Ionic and Electromagnetic signals. Being near/around particular signals can even bring about a "fuzz" that distracts or disorients him. EMP or Ion bursts can render him blind and senseless with sufficient strength.
- Mentalism - Those particularly keen minds able to pluck out the subtle nuance of his Psychic Augmenter signal may be able to break through the clouded perception of Ollie to remember him in detail.
Ollie, as most within the Denon undercity know him by, is a former Denonite gang member that was wrapped up in the turf wars that existed between a vigilante jedi, and the beings that ran the illegal goings on below.
Heavily modified even from a young age, with a myriad of other cybernetics from unlicensed surgeons to aid his former gang, he served as something between an Enforcer and scout for the group. Their small numbers putting them on the backfoot when it came to larger scuffles for territory, they tried to make use of their Enforcer as best they were able. During one particular foray for recognition, the vigilante jedi struck him across the eyes with his Lightsaber, taking Ollie's vision as the gang scrambled back to their hideout and left Ollie to fend for himself.
Whether seeing a potential agent, or simply giving pity, Ollie was picked up by a branch of the SIA of the Galactic Alliance and given cybernetic replacements for his eyes. Tasked with aiding the local branch on Denon after expressing his desire to see his former friends rot or die, he was given a temporary place among them as an expendable asset.
In reality being kept on to snitch on the local gang movements of the undercity and feeding it directly into the Vigilante Jedi's database.
Implanted with a familiar killswitch chip, he began his task with gusto in the underbelly of Denon. Feeding information as it came through and using his newfound augmentations to help him blend in among those that used to be his peers. Eventually culminating in a successful raid that led to the arrest of several budding groups simultaneously. His task was unfinished in his eyes, but the ones overseeing him believed otherwise. Engaging the chip and trying to end his life.
His saving grace being the unreliable connection between his ocular implant and existing cybernetics touching to short out the ignition signal. While he was in immense pain and rendered unconscious, he was alive.
Picked up by another group, his healing process was expedited all the while thoughts were implanted into his mind about his handlers and those that had used him for their own ends. The Unblessed had found themselves a malleable piece to aid in their goals. The healing sleep merging his own thoughts with the suggestions placed upon him, and further darkening his outlook on the jedi, and the force as a whole.