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T:N1:LDR "Bluejay"

In Umbris Potestas Est
T:N1:LDR
"Bluejay"

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NAME: T:N1:LDR "Bluejay"
FACTION: CIS
RANK:
SPECIES: Mirialan
AGE: 28
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 6'1"
WEIGHT: 156.5 lbs
EYES: Gray
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but she doesn't know it. They forgot to program that out of her and her sisters, so they concealed it from them.
LANGUAGES: Basic and Tracva (translates directly to basic (for instance, "kre" means "know") used by her and her sisters so the GG's wouldn't understand them when they were insulting them or just to spite them...OOCly made up by me so I could get away with cursing. :L She doesn't use it so much anymore)

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Natural Leader: Literally created/designed to lead her sisters, so while not the best at the nuances of strategy, she doesn't exactly stumble through fights, and...well, she's pretty good withe motivating people too. When she bothers, anyway. (S)
Enhanced: Stronger, faster, and more agile then normal Mirialan. Not ridiculously so, just as an Olympic athlete is above average, because of her training and the genetic tinkering. Also very healthy. (S)
Training: Trained as a soldier from the age of four. (S)

Good Memory: Bluejay has a very good memory. She doesn't forget, even the things she wishes she could (S and W)
Unshakably Loyal: Once she makes a friend, she will throw her life away for theirs without a second thought. This isn't a weakness...well, until she's manipulated or it actually kills her. (S and W)
Dislike of Force-Users: Bluejay sees the Jedi as self-righteous kreti (idiots/jerks) and the Sith as a mass of uncontrolled bloodlust with no more discipline then a krast (civilian).

Childhood: No experience as a normal person, so good luck blending in, even if you got rid of that armor. (W)
Paranoid: Paranoid as all hell. (W)
PTSD: Bluejay's lost everyone she cares about and killed a few more she hated. Needless to say, she 'sees ghosts' her term for reliving those moments over and over again. (W)

SHIP:
Hijacks, steals, or buys transport.

BIOGRAPHY:
T:N1:LDR has led quite the life so far. Cloned from an exceptional soldier (NPC), who had no knowledge of the experiment, along with eight others. Three died in the growth tanks, N1 among them. They were divided into two "squads" of three - Nova Squad, Bluejay's unit, and Tracer Squad. As identified by the last three digits of her ID, Bluejay is a LEADER-class clone, excelling at leadership. The other two clones in her unit, N2 and N3, later named Ivy and Zombie respectively, are TACTICS-class (Ivy) and FIGHT-class (Zombie). Tracer Squad was composed of T:T1:LDR "Racer", T:T2:FGHT "Scratch", and T:T3:TCTCS "Silver". Shortly after the six of them reached the age of fourteen, a gas leak engineered by the GG's (their name for the geneticists who created them) killed Tracer Squad. Scratch managed to call to Nova before help, but not before Racer was killed. Explaining to Bluejay that their mask filters had been sabotaged, and giving her a warning, Scratch followed her sisters, Racer and Silver, into death. Her last words were, "Don't…trust them. Don't trust…the Gene Gods…"

Almost immediately afterward, the same Gene Gods summoned Bluejay and her sisters to briefing room Alpha Five. The head GG, Dr. Kia Darzhi, was there, and explained to them that she had engineered Tracer's deaths. An enraged Zombie attempted to kill Darzhi, but was stunned. The shoulder plate she had taken from Racer's body was still in her hand.

Carrying their sister back to their quarters, Bluejay and Ivy planned their escape, filling in their sister when she woke up hours later. Agreeing that they would find a way to honor their sisters, they escaped, killing many of the security guards in the process.

It took them two years, during which the GG's kept trying to get them back, but failed. Eventually, the opportunity they'd been waiting for - a chance to kill Dr. Darzhi. Bluejay killed her personally, after a major hassle involving three snipers, knives, a lot of explosives, and a necklace. Namely, Darzhi's necklace. Bluejay was the one who delivered the death blow to Dr. Darzhi.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the end of Nova squad's problems. A few people who had worked for Darzhi came after Nova Squad. They managed to evade them for a year before they finally caught up with them. They got away, but Ivy was badly wounded, and lost an arm. After another three years of running, Zombie, the squads explosives specialist, managed to rig a trap would convince their pursuers they had perished in the explosion. However, a complication arose, requiring the explosives to be detonated manually. Zombie literally threw Bluejay and Ivy out of the building before detonating the bomb, killing her instantly. Later, Bluejay was able to recover a piece of her sister's armor.

The strain had begun to prove too much for Ivy's mind. She began to slowly loose her grip, sometimes asking where Zombie was, or forgetting the date. Bluejay was endlessly patient and kind with her only remaining sister, but after seven years, Ivy's mind wasn't the only thing failing. Her DNA was slowly unraveling, due to a tiny fault in the TACTIC-class clones' DNA. Bluejay stayed with her sister until she died, and kept a part of her armor. Now, a year later, Bluejay is running out of options - or ideas. She needs somewhere to go until her own death, something, she admits, she does not dread. It will mean seeing her sisters again.

KILLS:
Plenty, just not PCs.

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Three or four, enough to scrape a living for a year. Again, not roleplayed.

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ROLE-PLAYS:
To Denounce the Evils of Truth and Love (CIS Dominion of Roon)
What Goes Bump in the Night...Shouldn't (Ghost-Class Mark I Recon Armor)
A Companion is not a 'hore (CIS Dominion of Ryloth)
Those Who Play God (CIS Dominion of Kamino)
Danger in the City (CIS Dominion of Tatooine)
Articles of Confederation
 

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