Your name/Screename: Buta
Character's full name: HK-47
Species: HK-series assassin droid
Gender: Masculine programming
Age: 9 years since creation
Height: 5'10
Physical description: Orange photoreceptors, rusty red plating, vaguely sinister look.
Weapon of choice: Any form of energy weapon, especially energy rifles; also high explosives, specialized droid weapons, and occasionally poison.
Starting Inventory: (2 items)
1) Disruptor Rifle
2) Thermal Detonator
Starting Abilities: (2 abilities to start)
1) Critical Hit - HK has a 15% chance to roll a perfect 20 on one die. Higher ranks extend this ability to more dice, or increase the possibility of a critical.
2) Ruthless Efficiency - HK-47 has been programmed to be immune to pleading, negotiation, confusion, and distraction. The only way to circumvent this is to somehow take control of his system or reprogram him completely.
Fighting style: Offensive
Likes: Advanced energy weapons, powerful explosives, killing meatbags, Darth Revan
Dislikes: Almost everyone who isn't completely evil or of an extremely murderous persuasion, especially pacifists; kindness
Personality:
HK-47's programming resulted in his enjoyment of bloodshed, and he took pleasure in any sort of violence, even describing his work as a form of art. He had a relatively condescending opinion towards organics, and made a habit of branding all organic lifeforms meatbags.
History:
HK-47 was a Hunter-Killer assassin droid and Jedi hunter constructed by Revan shortly after the beginning of the Jedi Civil War to assassinate those who Revan believed would destabilize the galaxy. After the significant loss of life at the Battle of Malachor V, Revan constructed HK-47 as an alternative as he no longer felt destruction of such a scale necessary for his goals. HK-47 was captured on a mission in Mandalorian space shortly before Revan's capture by the Jedi, and HK-47 went from owner to owner, many of whom he slew himself, before being unwittingly reunited with his master. The droid went on to help Revan find the Star Forge once more. The droid would accompany Revan to the edge of the Unknown Regions along with T3-M4 before being left behind in the Ebon Hawk as Revan journeyed on to face an unknown threat.
Sometime later, HK-47 was damaged and left aboard the Ebon Hawk, which eventually ended up in the hands of the Jedi Exile. During this period, HK-50 assassin droids, a newer version Revan constructed for similar purposes, were found by GO-TO and used for his purposes. The Exile finally repaired HK-47, who went on to defeat G0-T0 with help from HK-50 droids he persuaded to join the Exile. HK-47 would also aid the Exile in her search for the surviving Jedi Masters, and even passed on techniques on how to kill Jedi in order for the Exile to learn how to better defend herself.
Four millennia later, HK-47 was found on the planet Mustafar and given a new body. HK-47 turned on those that had created it for him, who were forced to disable HK-47's new droid army and the factory producing them. This battle climaxed in a showdown between these spacers and HK-47's droids; the spacers won, though HK-47 escaped.
Degree of Existence: Some of Quendra
Character type: Canon
Status: Main
Example roleplay post:
Although the ancient droid did not hear them, these words were sure to ring eerily true in the future. As he walked through the steam pouring out from the floor, a thought rudely invaded his main processor.
'Musing: Is this steaming doorway business not Darth Vader's schtick?' Marking this strange input as a result of massive structural damage, the rusty robotic assassin decided to ignore it.
"Statement: Oh, how I will love hunting down the insolent, sniveling meatbags who dared to parade themselves around your planet without authorization, master. Addendum: I will be sure to apply these samples of chemtrox gas I have been saving for some time. I assure you that it is excruciatingly painful and definitely fatal," HK said to Zurg.
And with that, he left the room amidst intense earthquakes and rumbling thunder, the planet's wrath coalescing to strike down the sickening, amorous meatbags he was now hunting.
HK-47 walked through the swirling sands, seemingly unaffected by the demonic winds whipped up by the planet's unholy rage. After all, his chassis had resisted millennia of erosion; what was one more day, compared to being trapped under a great mound of stone and fire for four thousand years?
As he reached the coordinates where the organic couple had last been seen, the droid was greeted by an unpleasant surprise. The factory was caved in, leaving no entry point for him to do his duty. Bright photoreceptors focused on the ruins of the massive building, HK came to a conclusion: There would be a way for him to carry out his orders, but not now.
The insufferable meatbags were likely not dead, from the looks of the structure; they were merely trapped beneath a wall of impenetrable cement and metal, much like he had been. The ancient assassin would have smiled, if his face could articulate itself; he would see if they could endure just as well. He would see in time.
What color is the grass: APPROVED
Character's full name: HK-47
Species: HK-series assassin droid
Gender: Masculine programming
Age: 9 years since creation
Height: 5'10
Physical description: Orange photoreceptors, rusty red plating, vaguely sinister look.
Weapon of choice: Any form of energy weapon, especially energy rifles; also high explosives, specialized droid weapons, and occasionally poison.
Starting Inventory: (2 items)
1) Disruptor Rifle
2) Thermal Detonator
Starting Abilities: (2 abilities to start)
1) Critical Hit - HK has a 15% chance to roll a perfect 20 on one die. Higher ranks extend this ability to more dice, or increase the possibility of a critical.
2) Ruthless Efficiency - HK-47 has been programmed to be immune to pleading, negotiation, confusion, and distraction. The only way to circumvent this is to somehow take control of his system or reprogram him completely.
Fighting style: Offensive
Likes: Advanced energy weapons, powerful explosives, killing meatbags, Darth Revan
Dislikes: Almost everyone who isn't completely evil or of an extremely murderous persuasion, especially pacifists; kindness
Personality:
HK-47's programming resulted in his enjoyment of bloodshed, and he took pleasure in any sort of violence, even describing his work as a form of art. He had a relatively condescending opinion towards organics, and made a habit of branding all organic lifeforms meatbags.
History:
HK-47 was a Hunter-Killer assassin droid and Jedi hunter constructed by Revan shortly after the beginning of the Jedi Civil War to assassinate those who Revan believed would destabilize the galaxy. After the significant loss of life at the Battle of Malachor V, Revan constructed HK-47 as an alternative as he no longer felt destruction of such a scale necessary for his goals. HK-47 was captured on a mission in Mandalorian space shortly before Revan's capture by the Jedi, and HK-47 went from owner to owner, many of whom he slew himself, before being unwittingly reunited with his master. The droid went on to help Revan find the Star Forge once more. The droid would accompany Revan to the edge of the Unknown Regions along with T3-M4 before being left behind in the Ebon Hawk as Revan journeyed on to face an unknown threat.
Sometime later, HK-47 was damaged and left aboard the Ebon Hawk, which eventually ended up in the hands of the Jedi Exile. During this period, HK-50 assassin droids, a newer version Revan constructed for similar purposes, were found by GO-TO and used for his purposes. The Exile finally repaired HK-47, who went on to defeat G0-T0 with help from HK-50 droids he persuaded to join the Exile. HK-47 would also aid the Exile in her search for the surviving Jedi Masters, and even passed on techniques on how to kill Jedi in order for the Exile to learn how to better defend herself.
Four millennia later, HK-47 was found on the planet Mustafar and given a new body. HK-47 turned on those that had created it for him, who were forced to disable HK-47's new droid army and the factory producing them. This battle climaxed in a showdown between these spacers and HK-47's droids; the spacers won, though HK-47 escaped.
Degree of Existence: Some of Quendra
Character type: Canon
Status: Main
Example roleplay post:
Although the ancient droid did not hear them, these words were sure to ring eerily true in the future. As he walked through the steam pouring out from the floor, a thought rudely invaded his main processor.
'Musing: Is this steaming doorway business not Darth Vader's schtick?' Marking this strange input as a result of massive structural damage, the rusty robotic assassin decided to ignore it.
"Statement: Oh, how I will love hunting down the insolent, sniveling meatbags who dared to parade themselves around your planet without authorization, master. Addendum: I will be sure to apply these samples of chemtrox gas I have been saving for some time. I assure you that it is excruciatingly painful and definitely fatal," HK said to Zurg.
And with that, he left the room amidst intense earthquakes and rumbling thunder, the planet's wrath coalescing to strike down the sickening, amorous meatbags he was now hunting.
HK-47 walked through the swirling sands, seemingly unaffected by the demonic winds whipped up by the planet's unholy rage. After all, his chassis had resisted millennia of erosion; what was one more day, compared to being trapped under a great mound of stone and fire for four thousand years?
As he reached the coordinates where the organic couple had last been seen, the droid was greeted by an unpleasant surprise. The factory was caved in, leaving no entry point for him to do his duty. Bright photoreceptors focused on the ruins of the massive building, HK came to a conclusion: There would be a way for him to carry out his orders, but not now.
The insufferable meatbags were likely not dead, from the looks of the structure; they were merely trapped beneath a wall of impenetrable cement and metal, much like he had been. The ancient assassin would have smiled, if his face could articulate itself; he would see if they could endure just as well. He would see in time.
What color is the grass: APPROVED
