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Shawn Michaels

Shawn Michaels

Live each day like the last
Shawn Michaels
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Name: Shawn Michaels
Alias: Shane Varad
Faction: Mandalorians
Rank: N/A
Species: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 238 pounds
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Skin: Caucasian
Force sensitive: No

Strengths:
+ Combat training: Over his life, he's received training from both a known gang leader and Mandalorian culture.
+ Physical strength: He has excellent strength, especially in his upper body.
+ Skilled slicer: Shawn is exceptional at slicing and hacking.
Weaknesses:
- Authority issues: Shawn hates being told what to do, and will often challenge authority. The only person he really listens to is his mentor, Cyrodan, and he doesn't even listen to him all the time.
- Limp: Due to his leg injury as a child, Shawn had a slight limp in his left leg.
 

Shawn Michaels

Live each day like the last
Shawn Michaels
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Bio: ​
Shawn was born on the streets of Nar Shadda, as a lone kid fending for himself. Though he never knew his true parentage, he was quickly taken in by the Vampers, a local gang. Under the protection of the Vampers, he grew up to a life of seemingly unlimited freedom and a lifestyle of feeding on others for his own gain. As the pride of the gang's leader, Dravik, the young boy was often taught in fighting and slicing, two of the most important skills the man thought his pupil would need. As if he was grooming Shawn for a position of leadership, for years he would teach him how to use blasters, vibroblades, and computer spikes. This was not to be, however. When Shawn was ten, the gang was taken down by their rivals. In the skirmish, he tried to help his new family, but instead got shot in the leg. By sheer grace, he was able to escape while his friends in the gang were all killed. He would fashion for himself a crutch, and would rely on it for the next few months while his leg healed.

When Shawn was back in commission, he scavenged for himself a blaster, and began his life of petty crime at the tender age of eleven. There were plenty of times where her gotten in over his head, but most times he was able to make it out without serious injury. By thirteen, he'd found himself on the wrong side of a cell. It turned out he'd been monitored for quite some time, and had a record going all the way back to his time in the gang. Five years behind bars. They would release him on his eighteenth birthday, wiping his record clean. Maybe they hoped he'd lead a different life. They, of course, were wrong. On his way out of jail, Shawn's first action as a free man was to grab a pack of death sticks. He'd picked up the things at some point in jail, and now had an incurable habit.

Of course, the second thing he bought was a blaster pistol. He didn't exactly need the permission of the authorities when there were so many black markets around. However, this time he was smart. Instead of doing crime head on, like he ached to do, he began refining his skills in slicing. Bank accounts. Slot machines. Whatever had money in it, he would try his luck at. There were several times where he'd gotten caught, but one day he'd made the mistake of trying to rob a Mandalorian. He didn't know, of course, but his would-be victim quickly tracked him down. His name was Cyrodan Varad. Instead of killing the would-be thief, the Mando decided to take him in as his own. Shawn couldn't complain, really. He'd spent so much time on Nar Shadda, it had begun to bore him, despite the excitement crime had brought him. Taking him to Mandalore, Cyrodan adopted him as his son, and trained him in the Mandalorian ways.

Over two years, Shawn was put into intense trials to become a man, in the sight of the Mandalorian culture. Rigorous training in combat came first, and was tougher than anything he'd experienced in the past. He was forced to re-learn everything he knew about weapons, being trained in fist combat, marksmanship, swordplay, and with staves. On his twentieth year, he was taken on his first hunt, where he killed a shatual with his bare hands. With this feat, he was accepted into the clan under the name Shane Varad. Though he was still the action-packed maverick of his past, he now had a new way of thinking when it came to life. The only thing that didn't really stick was the Mandalorian code of honor, which Cyrodan still tries to drill into him to this day.

Appearance: Shawn is a stout man, and is very built from head to toe. His hair is jet black and his eyes a startling blue. He is usually seen wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt based off of some brand name.

Personality: At a first impression, Shawn may seem like an ass to a lot of people, but that's just his amazing affinity for sarcasm showing through. For the most part, he will not think twice about saving his own skin in place of another person, unless he is really close to the person. Though he has extensive knowledge of Mandalorian culture, he's first and foremost a street kid, and so has a strong rebel streak. Otherwise, he's pretty friendly once somebody gets to know him.

Relationships:
Cyrodan Varad (Adopted father)
 

Shawn Michaels

Live each day like the last
Shawn Michaels
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Combat skills: (Untrained, Novice, Adept, Proficient, Master)
Pistol
Rifle
Sword
Staff
Lightsaber

Other skills: (Untrained, Novice, Adept, Proficient, Master)
Slicing
 
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