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Serge Quire

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[SIZE=9pt]NAME:[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] Serge Quire
FACTION: Solo act currently
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Gen’Dai/Human
AGE: 19
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[SIZE=9pt]SEX:[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] Male
HEIGHT: 6’2
WEIGHT: 210 lbs
EYES: Ruby/Orange
HAIR: Emerald Green
SKIN: Soft White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Regenerative – Endowed with regenerative properties.
+ Unpredictability – Due to his brain being in a constant state of flux and change it’s hard for himself and others to accurately predict what he might do.
+ Saber Training – Was trained to learn the basics
+ Assassin – well trained in the arts of stealth, infiltration, Espionage, marksmanship and escaping traps, Blades But yet to master them.
- Mental State – His regenerative abilities
[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]render his brain unreadable to telepaths, but its constant healing also makes him highly unstable and prone to violent outbursts without the slightest provocation.
- ADHD – Is easily Side tracked.
- Annoying – Due to his mental state he tends to be a bit of a nuisance.
- Insanity – Hears voices in his head and often replies to them.
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-hibernation - if he takes to much Damage across his body, he'll go into a state of "sleep" as his body begins to repair it's self.

[SIZE=9pt]Equipment:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Orange Goggles – with a hud allowing him to see different spectrums, turn vibrations into useable sound and record video. While providing covering for his eyes.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]Hood – Fashioned from extremely soft materials, if you have to wear a hood all day… make it a good one.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]Mask – Looks like a gas mask but has universal properties. Filter turning unusable air into a breathable substance to allowing him to swim underwater. Separating the oxygen from the liquid.

Treppus-2 vibroblade – Knife-Sized melee weapon, Power cell located in the handgrip, supplying energy to the vibrating blade for up to ten hours. The sheath can be modified to recharge the unit.
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[SIZE=9pt]Shadow Suit – Sometimes hidden under his normal day clothes and sometimes left on his personal vehicle, when wearing this suit he dons a black mask with red trim. The suit absorbs both light and sounds and does not set off most sensors.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]BlasterBuster - The Blaster Buster was a specialized slugthrower. While it could fire standard slugthrower slugs, it was also designed to fire specialty repulsor and heat sensor equipped slugs that could home in on a recently fired blaster. It was used often to disarm an assailant instead of killing them, and could be set to seek different heat gradations; though such adjustments had to be made to each individual slug before loading it into the weapon. Each slug was capable of tracking a target, and even capable of pulling a complete 360 degree turn after being fired, though the slug sacrificed life expectancy in favor of maneuverability; as such, each slug would only remain active for five seconds before its micro power cell depleted itself.

Grenades – Agent T-238, Plank Gas, 0033X grenades, C-16 fragmentation grenade, WW-41 CryoBan grenade.

Belt – Holding most of his Grenades and other small items.

Holster – Holding his Mandalorian ripper.

Mondalorian ripper - The Mandalorian ripper was an energy-propelled slugthrower pistol.

Slugthrower rifle – Automatic Slug thrower with a max range of 450m, Holding 20 shots with 1 loaded.

Fex-m3 – A nerve toxin used extensively by bounty hunters and assassins. It takes 10 seconds to take effect. It is mostly inject through darts but can coat other items.

Light Saber –A normal Green Saber. The hilt of the saber holding a piece of tap, written on with sharpie with Serge’s name.
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[SIZE=9pt]APPEARANCE:[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Is a tall muscular adult, usually seen with a gas mask and goggles a snow white hoodie draping him. Emerald hair flowing underneath, if your able to get close and look close enough you can see the faint outlines of a veiny stricter from his Gen’Dai half. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]BIOGRAPHY: [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Sweat stained the white bed sheets a putrid, off yellow color. The dark blue comforter lay sprawled against the pure frieze carpet. Clearly this room was set to a standard of cleanliness. Almost nothing seemed out of place, everything seem calculated and thought out All but the boy in the bed. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]“A-AGH! “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] The boy wailed, his skin seemed to crawl. No, something seemed to crawl under the skin worming its way up towards his skull. The thin organic colored vines slowly incasing and sprouting off around the bones in long hair like fibers, groans of pain and screams of an agonizing change filled the Republic Training grounds.

The night over took the skies, the screams subsiding turning into painful groans. The bed a sickly color of whatever fluid his body secreted during this transformation, his skin now a semi-translucent item. A array of pink fibers ran up and down his body, his body tender. It hurt to breath. It hurt to groan, it was a pain just to remain awake. None the less Serge thanked whatever god that blessed him with these few seconds of peace. But it was quickly interrupted as the fibers latched onto his spin. Working themselves into every crack and craves. Attempting to fill the bones with whatever they might be. He was unable to take anymore, with a quick yelp he was out.

Serge awoke a changed being. He groaned softly rolling onto the soft floor, using his hands to force his top half upwards. Using the bed as a prop as he erected himself. Serge stood wobbly, falling towards his dresser hitting it with a loud –Thud-.
[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]“Ugh…”[/SIZE] [SIZE=9pt]For some strange reason Serge felt an overwhelming urge to run, escape take as much as he can and be free. A shaky hand extended towards his closet, slowly making his way towards the white cloak. This held his saber and other personal items.

Walked the down the dimly lit halls, stomaching the pain as he made a b-line towards the armory. Two classmates walked through the halls towards Serge, laughing and goofing off. Serge held his saber’s hilt with a death grip, Even though his body was tender, he held tight. Serge quickened his pace passing the two slipping through into the armory, as he walked by he was overwhelmed with an urge to “Unalive” the two of them.

Shut the door of a starfighter they used for training sessions, tossing a bag of spoils to the side. “
[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Welcome Serge Quire. You are looking very nice today.[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] “, “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Baby I already know, go rev those engines.[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]” Serge spoke in a lax voice, knowing fully that these ships lacked an AI. “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Aye is the puberty session over? I don’t feel angst anymore.” [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt], [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]“[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Let’s get going, one of you turn on the ship. I made sure to take all the chimichangas. ”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]With a flip of a few switches the engine roared to life, “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Kill them, Kill them all. Let their screams be your lullaby.[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]”

------TS Of 2 Years-----

[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]WANNA KNOW HOW I GOT THESE SCARS!?[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] “ A cupped face smashed up against a glass window, the mans eyes riddled with fear as he was yelled at. “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]W-what the hell are you talking about!?[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]” Serge scratched his chin. “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Wrong line Serge.”[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] “ [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]No I’m like 200% Sure he had it right[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt].” “[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Dammit! Do I have to unalive all those people again! I better be getting paid overtime, or someone’s going to hear from my lawyer! I’m talking to you glass face.” [/SIZE]


Voices: Yellow - Calmer of the Two
Blue - More of the silly Type
Red -
[SIZE=9pt]Hostile [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]SHIP:
Standard Starfighter, but with a crude
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[SIZE=9pt]Paint job A green Strip where the Red once laid the pale Tiles being painted over with black.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]KILLS: [/SIZE]
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
0
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