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A Long Time Ago, in a Galaxy Far Far Away...
The Empire has fallen to ruin, after the destruction of the Second Death Star and multiple victories claimed by the Rebellion the once galaxy spanning Empire has become a husk of its former glory. However what finally brought it to ruin was not the defeats, but the financial destruction caused by the various defeats. Without the Emperor around to keep control the galactic banks lost faith in the Empire and began to withhold key supports from various important planets, allowing the Rebellion to finally reinstate the Republic and bring order to a galaxy once caught in the thrall of evil.
However with the death of the Empire comes concerns for the newly reborn Republic, not just of the various Empire holdouts but of the same banks pushing the Empire's own debts to the forefront and destabilizing things once more. In order to prevent this the Republic has put together a group of highly trained individuals to help deal with this burden by tracking down Imperial holdings and ships left behind after the Empire's fall and turning them over to Republic holding so they can be disassembled to their basic parts and resold in order to both boost legitimacy and repay their debts. These agents are dubbed members of the Republic Department of Reacquisition, less formally known as 'Scrappers'. Each one has authority to repossess any Imperial ship, holding, or officials, and in return a hefty commission. However they are held to a certain amount of suspicion by the recently liberated worlds, and always hunted by Imperial loyalists wherever they go.
Its a galaxies worth of adventure and danger for any who dare to go out, but the payout will be worth it in the end.
Jedi exist in a sort of weird area of the current era, with Luke Skywalker only recently opening an Academy and welcoming those Jedi scattered to the galactic winds by the Empire they are few and far between, either seen as heroes who will solve any issue, or treated with suspicion after the brutality of Vader and his Inquisitors.
For the purposes of the RP please have your characters have the ability to speak common, other languages are fine but that is a base requirement.
This story takes place in an alternate timeline following the sixth movie, and will not lead into the Sequel Series. Not out of any form of hatred toward the movies but in order to not be bogged down by canon anymore then needed.
Edited by Kingxana0 on Aug 20th 2021 at 5:06:50 AM
Edited by Enirboreh on Aug 22nd 2021 at 10:09:36 AM
Edited by CenturyEye on Aug 23rd 2021 at 11:22:11 AM
Two more players and we can start this show.
Race: ET-74 communications droid
Profession: Construction Foreman/Security/Troubleshooter
Skills: Nails is a very good shot, having been equipped with a targeting reticule and firearm programs, as well as a rough high-capacity melee program. It’s also very experienced in communications systems, data transmission and reception systems, and computer systems and networks. It can speak and understand Galactic Basic Standard, binary, and up to five other user-selected languages and is familiar with several industries. It is also stronger, faster, and tougher than a normal biped.
Weapons: A FC-1 flechette launcher, two SS-410 Police Specials (don’t ask), a EC-17 hold-out blaster pistol installed in a special flip-out space in one arm, chem-sprayer (think of mace), and a 9118 heavy carbine (all attached by magnetic clamps). Also carries a large cleaver as a melee weapon. It has refitted one pinky finger as a welding torch, another as a flashlight, and a large toolkit in a concealed compartment.
Personality: NL-Z is overall a pretty sedate individual. Its battle programming mixed with that of a droid overseer has caused it to consider itself “better” than most other droids and enjoys ordering them around. “Prides” itself on acting like a “professional.” Calm, amiable, but always tending to the direct and simple approach, it sometimes has trouble with subtle and sneaky approaches unless convinced. A worrying interest in military hardware and weapons. When not working NL-Z is amiable, used to working alongside organics and droids alike. Somewhere along the line a “personality” from an old mystery holo-film got mixed in, causing it to favor looking for “mysteries” and wanting to help others as well as a rougher code of “ethics” than it originally possessed.
History: Manger Shivan was an ambitious if somewhat cheap Devaronian. He specialized in refitting and salvaging old houses and buildings which could be very lucrative, particularly if the place had been sold as collateral for a gambling debt or the person had “suddenly” left town/died, often accepting additional fees to search the locations for special items to sell/save as directed. While he was never involved in anything *illegal*, Manger often brushed shoulders with people involved with shady enterprises.
Consequently, security was a high priority, making droids the preferred choice for workers since they could be trusted with expensive or questionable items and orders. He’d ordered a set of construction droids and somehow received two Mark II ET-74 communications droids instead of one. This was seen as an opportunity, and Mangar cashed in a favor with one of his less reputable friends to have the spare refitted as a patrol/security droid by means of grafting the programing of a GU-series "Guardian" police droid into its existing systems. This proved so successful thanks to its ability to multitask and coordinate with the smaller swarm of drones already on the scene for protection that he considered buying more and making a side business of selling the hybrids to other businessmen.
Manger’s side business failed when the Wookie techspert he’d used for the initial refit vanished, ensuring that NL-Z13 was unique and it served well over the next decade without a memory wipe by its very cheap owner. At the same time, the droid became enchanted with a cache of weapons it had found on a patrol, and made the logical jump that if it reported them, it would lose the items, thus impairing its ability to protect the assigned area. Also, it had thus far been unable to use its weapon subroutines (Manger didn’t know about these, having assured himself that the droid would reliably call/direct for assistance and record any instances). The sudden and inexplicable death of Manger Shivan solved all of these problems neatly. None of the droids noticed anything unusual.
Out on the street, Nails was able to parlay its experience in dealing with Manger’s clients and friends into a new position, first as an overseer of other droids, then low level organic grunts. One or two objected to working for a “clanker,” but after it had demonstrated sufficient skill these concerns faded. However, it again felt that working for criminals might hinder its drive to explore its own capabilities. To this end it began applying for jobs with the Republic as a communications expert and occasional freelance merc/”detective”, seeing a legitimate employer as a safe way to employ its programs without fear of interference. And if it came across some interesting new tech or a new weapon, why not?
Appearance: Average human-sized (about 5 feet tall) and made of dull gray metal. Nails was painted with bright orange stripes and small daubs of light that glow under UV light so that Manger could tell it apart from the other. After his death, it has picked up a habit of wearing a set of anonymous worker’s clothes under a long coat and a hat-leading plenty to look right past it.
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Edited by Booky on Sep 11th 2021 at 5:53:27 AM
Edited by Akkun_K on Sep 11th 2021 at 5:24:09 AM
All players accepted, we will start this Tuesday, or failing that by at least Friday.
For the Discord, please join and there will be a pinned link to the game.
All character sheets above this post have been accepted. Happy Scrapping
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