Rules: -No creation of OP characters like Jedi Masters or Grand Moffs -Original characters only -Success/Failure of actions decided by GM, but influenced by your skills and equipment. -You can make characters that are Force Sensitives, but they cannot start out as trained. To make use of their abilities, they must find a master. -Characters must begin the game as either Independent or as part of The Empire.
Character creation template + Explanation: Character creation: Name: Gender: Species: Age: Job/Assignment: If your character has a ship, either that they own, or that they have been posted as their military command, include that here Skills: You have 5 points to spend on skills. Each skill costs one point. Being skilled in these areas doesn't mean that your character isn't competent at doing anything else. These are what your character excells at. You are considered to have a baseline competence in anything else that doesn't require training to learn. For example, not picking charisma doesn't mean that you can't talk to people, it just means that you don't leave people breathless when you talk. You can spend two points on a skill to gain mastery over it. This game doesn't use dice rolls, the GM decides the success/failure of actions, but you're far more likely to succeed if you're doing something you're skilled at. You can make your own skills, as long as it's clear what they mean. For example: "Skills: Charisma x2 (Master), Blaster Pistols, Fighter Piloting, Sniper Rifles" Equipment: Same thing. You have five points to spend on Equipment, and can spend double to buy an upgraded version. Your Equipment isn't everything you own, it's just the most notable possessions you have. Equipment can be obvious things, like blasters and starfighters, but also something more abstract, like a favour owed by a powerful person. For example: "Equipment: Sniper Rifle, R2 droid, TIE fighter, twin blaster pistols, slicing kit." Background: Personality: Bounties: If you have a price on your head, include it here Character picture (optional):
Name: Gailte Ennassax Place of birth: Alderaan Age: 42 Rank: Captain Assignment: Modified Acclamator-class assault ship 'Netuno' (half of the ship serves as a carrier, cutting the ground equipment capacity in half, reducing the number of available stormtroopers to 8000, and number of equipment in half, but enabling it to carry 80 fighters) Physical description: often described as MILF. A beautiful woman, who keeps her blond hair short, in a boob cut. She keeps her body is fit, exercising daily, even if it lacks defined muscles. She has firm ass, but her most prominent features are her large shapely breasts. Background: Born on Alderan. Joined army during clone wars. Quickly advanced ranks, earning her own command. Due to rumours of her close physical relationships with Jedi (namely Aayla Secura, Bultar Swan, Shaak Ti and Ki-Adi-Mundi) her career was put on hold in the reformed Galactic Empire. Soon the first reports of her trying to buy her promotion with sex were delivered to high command. Standing orders were to allow her to continue her attempts, much to enjoyment of her superiors, whom she tried to bribe, time and time again. Managed to gain some favour with Moff Tarkin, due to her above average skills. After a disaster during one of the missions against rebel alliance, during which Gailte lost half of her command, she was relegalted to outer rim. Skills: seduction, charisma, tactician, entertainer, sex Equipment: blaster pistol, lambda shuttle, Moff Tarkin favour, (2x (master)) loyal female twi'lek servant (sex slave/bodyguard). Spoiler: Gin'gige - Twi'lek bodyguard/slave Clothes: heeled thighhigh black boots, lace stockings (black), lace garter (black), short skirt (black), imperial uniform showing of her cleavage (black), cap (black), lace underwear (black). Bounties for Gaite Ennasax: 200 000 credits for offending Kita the Hutt. Deliver alive and relatively undamaged to Kita the Hutt for enslavement. Every documented hour of her being fucked/humiliated/strapped to sex toy/whipped will be rewarded with an additional 10 000 credits. 50 000 credits for crimes against rebel alliance. She is required to be fucked until she is barely conscious, then tied naked, and have her breasts, ass and pussy whipped in front of crowd, before being delivered. Deliver her bound, with her orifices stuffed with working dildos and holo of her humiliation to rebel alliance to receive the reward. Available intelligence: Described as Slut. She has no qualms with sleeping around. Below, picture taken by one of subordinates she slept with. Spoiler: Picture one She presents herself as a sadist but truthfully is a masochist, who loves bondage, pain and being dominated. Below, picture taken by officer who decided that he had enough of her and decided to punish her. According to his words, she enjoyed her rape, bondage, humiliation and torture so much, that she couldn't stop climaxing, even leaking milk from her breasts. Spoiler: Picture two
Name: Paz Visla Species: Human Gender: Male Place of Birth: Mandalore Age: 36 Rank: Former Death Watch Warrior Job: Bounty Hunter and Hired for Protecting Individuals. Owns ModifiedMandalorian Starfighter. Skills: Forging/Repairing +2, Hand to Hand Combat +1, Intimitating, Piloting +1, Gunslinger +1 Equipment: 2 Westar Blasterpistols +2, Armbrace Flamethrower, Armbrace Blade +1, Shooting Cable from Armbrace, Jetpack +2. Clothes: Mandalorian Beskar Armour, Mandalorian Beskar Helmet. Background: Born on Mandalore in The House Visla, Paz Visla grew up in harsh conditions under Strict Parantage. As a Teenager He fought in The Clone Wars as Member of Death Watch against Seperatist Forces who attacked Mandalorian Territory. Due to a Close impact of a Wristrocket of a Super Battledroid he suffered Scars on his Face. After The Clone Wars he was assigned to Bo Katan Kryzes Night Owl Squad and Fought in The Siege of Mandalore to take back his Homeplanet from a fallen Sith. After The End of The Clone Wars he kept serving under Bo Katan until The Galactic Empire occupied Mandalore. Fighting beside Bo Katan and Clan Wren they drove back The Empire and he became Bo Katans Lieutenand as She took The Darksaber and became The New Ruler of Mandalore. As The Empire returned to Purge Mandalore for good, Paz Visla managed to Escape as The Battle seemed to be lost. Only a few Clans survived The Purge. One of them is Clan Ordo who Hides on Tattoine and choose a life of Exile in The Shadows. Once in a while he seeks them out and Shares his Credits with them in Return for Information and Shelter. But all was about to Change as Paz one Day enters The Mos Espa Cantina...
Name: Fendrat Stussad Gender: Male Species: Zeltron Age: 29 Job: Mechanic and computers hacker in Empire army. Skills: Hacking of computers and locks. +2, mechanic/enginire +2, Guns +1, Equipment: Box with tools to repair machines and droids. +1, Blasterpistol +1, Granades explosive +2, Superglue +1. Clothes: glasses protection from heat and light, mechanic uniform of Empire and gloves. Background: Born on the refuges ship he was rised by mother lover, after she die in clone wars. Since childhood he love any mechanic and computers things, so he study a lot about ships, droids and mechanic. He was so focus on that, that he ignored being in attetion of few pretty and sexy females, by his handsome race. His talent and skills was noticed, first by Republic and later by Empire. Fendrat take a lot knolege and improve his mechanic skills. He doesn't care who rule Galaxy, as long as he can do his job and found new chalange, he can work for anyone. He prefer females... But probably he don't meet yet woman which one take his attetion for longer than simply "Do you have something to repair?" (I will upgrade rest later)
Name: Valhia Fang Gender: Female Species: Palliduvans Age: 20 Job/Assignment: Young Bounty Hunter with a immature sense of the force. Skills: sniper rifles +2, gambler +1, staff fighting +1, poison +1 Equipment: sniper rifle, staff, poison kit, bounty droid, dice Background: Born on Nar Shaddaa, nicknamed the Smuggler's Moon. Raised under a variety of ships. At a young age was discovered to have a sense of the force, but tries to hide using it except when gambling. Got the bounty droid gambling for a ship once. Otherwise prefers to stay distant and alone from people. Bounties: 5,000 credit
Name: DT-L30 Gender: Male Species: Human (modified) Age: 23 Job: Death Trooper (Force sensitive) Skills: Unarmed combat, Heavy weapons, Marksmanship, Demolition, Guerilla warfare Equipment: Cybernetic arms, Cybernetic legs, Death Trooper advanced armor set, DLT-19D heavy blaster rifle, Vibro-knife Background: He was born to human parents, which left him at the doorstep of the imperial academy of Carida. Where he taken in, trained to become a soldier of the empire at a young age. He was never given a proper name, knowing only his designation as his name. He started out as a stormtrooper as he reached eighteen, he showed great promise. Providing exemplary results with his every mission, he was then recruited into the Death trooper training camp in Scarif. Where he was thought even more advanced tactics. And finally given his name, DT-L30. DT-L30 ran countless of covert operations, all of which saw his targets eliminated. Until one mission in which he was tasked to capture a suspected rebel leader. His operation though successful, resulted in disaster, as a mole seemed to have leaked his squads location. Resulting in their decimation, DT-L30 barely survived as he managed to reach their extraction point. When he regained consciousness, he was back in a medical area in Scarif. Where he realized his arms, and legs had been badly damaged. His superiors told him there was no way for him to continue being a death trooper, unless he underwent cybernetic enchancements. Which he eagerly accepted, resulting in him being outfitted with robotic arms, and legs, enchancing his physical abilities. While also discovering he had an affinity with the force. Personality: Laid-back when outside of missions, cold and calculating during missions. Bounties: None known
NAME: Loreley Rhinnus GENDER: female SPECIES: Human HOMEWORLD: Kuat AGE: 23 ASSIGNMENT: Imperial Navy officer serving as a pilot on the Raider-class corvette "Fulcrum". Fulcrum carries two TIE/ln starfighters as close support craft. The corvette is currently acting as trade-lane protection at the boundary between the outer rim and the mid rim. Transferred to the fighter wing of ISD Harbinger and participated in missions for Imperial Intelligence Vice Admiral Zenobia. RANK: Lieutenant --> Commander BOUNTIES: Clean slate SKILLS (5): Fighter piloting **, small arms training *, ship maintenance/repair *, leadership * EQUIPMENT (5): E-11 blaster rifle *, SE-14 blaster pistol *, TIE pilot's suit *, TIE/ln starfighter *, emergency survival kit * CLOTHING: Imperial Navy officer's uniform; casual clothes: leather jacket, tank top, leather pants BACKGROUND: Born on Kuat, a major industrial and ship-building centre, in the waning years of the Republic, Her father worked for Kuat Drive Yards and brought Loreley up on a healthy dose of anti-Separatist sentiment. With Palpatine's New Order established after the clone wars, the Empire's impressive Imperial-class Star Destroyers began to be built in the orbital shipyards above Kuat. Inpired and proud that these mighty ships were being built by her father and on her homeworld, Loreley applied to the Imperial Academy to become an officer of the Imperial Navy as soon as was possible. Academy training was extremely hard and psychologically taxing and it installed fierce loyalty to the Empire, the New Order and to Emperor Palpatine himself in the young cadet. During initial cadet training, she met Fendrat Stussad and DT-L30, who she always called Deet, before they went on to different branches of the training course. In the end, Loreley was a good starfighter pilot and recommended for the Starfighter Corps. PERSONALITY: Tomboy and non-chalant when alone with friends, formal and by-the-book when on duty. Fiercely loyal and determined. Gets horny after a successful mission. APPEARANCE: brunette hair kept in a bun on duty, green eyes, freckles over her nose and cheeks, some tattoos on her arms, athletic build, large breasts SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS: (Loreley × Fendrat × Tika × Tarrik), (Loreley × Tarrik), (Loreley × Fendrat), (Loreley × Song × Meera), (Loreley × Tarrik × Silvan × Dee), (Loreley × Gailte), (Loreley × Teal) × 4, (Loreley × Teal × Tarrik), (Loreley × Nazaka), (Loreley × Prince Xizor), (Loreley × Grand Admiral Zenobia) [The woman is Kayla Lauren if anyone is curious.]
Still have to come up with a backstory and personality, but there's no rush to include me in the story yet. Whenever feels natural. Name: Marcus Drake "CT-098" Gender: Male Species: Human Age: 32 Job/Assignment: Imperial Stormtrooper detatchment commander on the Netuno Rank: Commander Skills: Command ("He asks the impossible. I need more men!") Tactics ("What good's a stunt fighter going to do against that!?") Blaster Training ("Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side kid.", "And these blast points, too accurate for sand people... only Imperial Stormtroopers are so precise.") Melee Combat Training ("I thought a Jedi was supposed to be married to his lightsaber") Force Sensitivity ("The Force is strong with this one." "In my experience there's no such thing as luck.") Equipment: Blaster Rifle x2 Stormtrooper Armor x2 Lightsaber (Trophy, not adept at using it.) Background: Sheer dumb luck is what has been attributed to Commander Drake's rise through the Imperial ranks. He's survived more dangers than any soldier of the galactic empire has a right to. His capability and success rate has earned him the respect of his superiors but the rate at which his squad gets obliterated is synonymous, leaving him with the unenviable title of "The Death Commander". This has left him with deep emotional scars, and a distance to his subordinates. Though he does care for their safety, there seems to be little he can do to stop them from dying. His superiors don't care though. All they care about is that he gets the job done. Personality: Professional Loyal Disciplined Stoic Bounties: None known. Character picture (optional):
Name: Danann Sarfiel Age: 32 Job: Ship Doctor Skills: Medicine +2, Guns+1, Repair +1, Explosives +1, Force Sensitive, Equipment: Medical Tools, Blaster Pistol, a security droid bodyguard(Gift from a small mercenary company for saving their captain.), a few hand made chemical grenades, a lighter mostly used for smoking Clothes: White, tight, form fitting silk that despite covering the body, shows it off. A lab coat that she generally allows to hang loosely. Background/Personality: A sprawling metropolis like Coruscant, there are always people desperate to get out of the slums of the city. As soon as she became an adult, Dana had succeeded in her younger years of joining up with the alliance to live life as a soldier where they taught her how to use a gun, but mostly where they put her through their medical training program, and much of the unit she trained with agrees she'd have been good at it. If only that had happened. Getting pregnant before deployment, had changed her plans and soon, she was settled down in the city that she planned to get away from with a newborn child. Using what skills she had, she had went on board ships to patch up any crews of mercenaries too desperate too afford a more experienced doctor. Much to their initial surprise, she had turned out to be worth more than they paid for. Overtime her skills did improve and her records show, that she did eventually graduate a proper medical school(Possibly after bribing a few officials), and became surprisingly skilled at keeping people alive. Her son, old enough to live on their own now, she goes along with jobs as they come by. While never having properly worked for the Alliance or the Imperials, her background leaves an inherent distrust that prevents her from re-enlisting after taking a few jobs to serve on a few less than Rebel friendly mercenary ships. The Imperials themselves don't seem to generally want her around due to believing she trained with the Alliance and may still be loyal to them. In truth she still aims higher, planning to strike it big with whichever group will have her on board. Better pay, a full lab of proper tools, and a respectable uniform....it would be nice. While the major groups typically avoid having anything to do with her, the minor league mercenaries swear that despite her attitude and suspected addiction to her own medical drugs, she is bar none, the best cut rate doctor that credits will buy. Bounties: 25,000 credits by a small gang known as the Golden Wildings for being suspected of saving one of the lieutenants of their opposing rival gang, the Red Razors. Urged to be brought alive to face punishment. Is still considered too useful to be killed and causing the doctor's death will result in no reward. 25,000 credits by a small gang known as the Red Razors being suspected of saving one of the lieutenants of their opposing rival gang, the Golden Wildings. Urged to be brought alive to face punishment. Is still considered too useful to be killed and causing the doctor's death will result in no reward.
A shady back alley doctor who's also a big titty milf? You have my seal of approval. I'll think up a story for her. DM me to let me know when you're ready to start, and if you have any ideas for where she should start/plot ideas for things you want to see. Or just jump in when you're ready.
