sacred
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NAME: Sacred
FACTION: Mandalorian
RANK: Non currently.
SPECIES: Augmented Human (Cyborg)
AGE: Looks 23
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: ~250 (Cybernetic replacements have added to his over all weight)
EYES: Sclera (the typical white part of the eye) is dark from the cybernetic enhancements. Pupils are light blue
HAIR: Blond
SKIN: A couple of shades above pale white.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Nope
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Cyberneticly enhanced Strength and Speed
+ Cyberneticly enhanced mental response time (He processes information mentally a lot like a droid)
+ Resistance to the Force due to Cybernetics combined with Training.
- Susceptibility to Ion Weaponry due to the extensive cybernetic reconstruction.
- His memory is splintered, much like amnesia, due to the long hibernation.
- His cybernetics require tune up, much of which he can do himself with the right tools.
APPEARANCE:
Standing just at 6'0" tall the one named Sacred is surprising lean. A lifetime of war has chiselled his body yet it remains a few shades above pale, though still a healthy pigment. His eyes are dark, the typical white of the eyes are darker, a side effect of the cybernetic additions in the back of his irises. Handsome is a word that once was attributed to the man, yet the cybernetics have covered a portion of what was appealing. The entirety of his right arm and leg have been replaced with cybernetics and his left side has augmentations, but he has taken care to make sure they are near replicas of human flesh.
BIOGRAPHY:
During the days of the Great War between the Sith and the Old Republic, Mandalore called his warriors to the side of the Sith. Following the Resoln'are the man who wore the name of Sacred left his world and his place to fight among the stars. In those turbulent times he made a name for himself as a capable bounty hunter, excelling at hunting and killing Force users. One of these Marks, however, would change the very nature of his existence. Hunting a renegade Sith, he tracked him to a derelict Rakata station deep in the voids of space. There they fought to a near bitter end, the Sith dead and Sacred dying. In the last moments of his life, the ancient station activated, sensing the dying human and restored him to "Functionality" by replacing the damage with advanced cybernetics.
It took him many months to get used to the change, remaining aboard the station and learning about his implants and modifications. When he returned to the galaxy at large he picked up where he left off, using his "DoA" status to collect a few very hard to find bounties. Over the course of the next years he found love, clan, family, and all the things that made him feel human. Yet it was not to last. During one of the final incursions his ship was badly damaged and in one final act of guile he set his ship on a suicide course against a republic frigate and activated the last of his implants overloading his neural network and sending a transmission to the Rakata station.
Millennia passed and he floated on the edge of consciousness. Then a light, a sound, followed by his senses exploding. His eyes opened and he stepped out of the cloning vat, dazed. Someone stood before him, a form unrecognized by the bits and pieces of his splintered memory...
SHIP:
D5-Mantis, currently in a bit of disrepair from long storage.
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