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Name: Elias Bible Straw
Nickname/Alias: Storyteller
Race/Species: I’m an enhanced clone of a human being
Current Age: How old he looks is unknown, however, he has been around since 18 BBY
Gender: male
Height: Without his suit he’s about 6 foot, with his suit he’s 6 foot 6
Weight: without his suit he’s 83 kilos, with it he’s 120 kilos
Appearance: He has greying hair aswell as a medium sized grey bears, though his eyes are a sharp blue in contrast. In terms of physique, his muscle mass is still there but he's still rather wrinkled, and the muscles seem flabby, useless.
Clothing: Other than his armour suit he doesn’t wear anything else
Force Specialty: N/A
Lightsaber Forms: N/A
Equipment: He wears a much more advanced, and somewhat jury rigged, version of the phase II Clone trooper armour that boosts his strength signifcantly and provides protection. The differences are, rather than white, the suit is a weathered grey. His black undersuit acts as a muscle suit, allowing him to move freely with little effort unlike his usual movements without them. The armour plating over it is rather bulky and made of an incredibly durable material, ultra chrome. Under the chest plate of the armour is a life support system, with two small back up batteries to keep it working, one working if the other stops and vice versa.
His gauntlets both have strong knuckle plating, packing one hell of a punch in hand to hand combat. On his back he wears a metal backpack, containing two batteries to power his suit and personal shield. It also contains various cartridges of ammo for his different weapons, and different items he’d need to survive in different areas.
His helmet’s visor can switch between night vision, thermal vision, as well as a HUD to show how much ammo and power he has. It contains a filtration system, and as well as a rebeather system, allowing him to breath with little difficulty, and a filtration system to allow him to breath while in polluted areas. His hemet also has the means to communicate with people via radio
He often has 5 bacta tanks, two data pads, and a splicing tool.
Lightsaber(s): N/A
Other Weapons: Under the left knuckle plating is a vibroblade, and the right knuckle plating is a blade made of cortosis.
He has a DC – 17 blaster rifle, but he had created and added on a flame thrower to it’s under barrel. He also uses a DH-17 blaster pistol, he had modified it so it fired three shots with one pull of the trigger.
He keeps about 5 thermal detonators in his back pack, as well as 3 detpacks.
Occupation: Bodyguard and storyteller
Biography: As the clone wars neared it’s end, those at kimono decided to turn their energy away from making more clones, more to modifying them. At the time, clones were able to be mass produced, took little time and little resource to make them into the fine army the republic needed to defeat their enemies, though they had very short life spans, and if it came to a point where in the future where they no longer had the resources to make clones, and they needed the clones, then they would have a real problem.
The one clone they had made capable of living longer than a measly 25 to 50 years was long since gone, having become the legendary Boba fett. So, they needed to make a new long living clone from scratch, and then try to use him as a template for many other long living clones. Thus, multiple months later, having gotten the DNA from a volunteer, (who, coincidently, was also a story teller), they began their work. Despite being an expert in cloning, attempting to somehow lengthen the life span of an artificial being was like trying to hit a fly with a blaster pistol while blindfolded, very difficult indeed, it’d take some heavy luck to pull it off.
Unfortunately, they never got to see the fruit of their labour, the infamous order 66 was issued. Every Jedi commanding clones were killed off, the droids were destroyed, and to make sure the rebels didn’t get the smart idea of cloning their own army, all known cloning facilities were purged, including the one on Kamino.
Having thought their mission a success, the obedient clone troops went off to help transform the republic into the galactic sith empire. Only problem is, they weren’t exactly thorough with their job. The clone the experts had been making was merely half done by all accounts, they weren’t sure just how long a life they had sentenced the poor clone to live.
Thus, amidst the runes and corpses of kamino, a baby lay, helpless, defenseless, and seemingly with no future.
Even so, it’s rather curious how destiny decides to work, isn’t it? A couple of days passed, and a curious scavenger made their way into the facility, wondering what tech they could pilfer from the corpses of machines, and what riches she could pilfer from actual corpses. Instead of tech and money as she had thought, what she ended up finding was a sniffing baby, sick from being free to the elements for so long.
It’s still unclear why the scavenger had decided to take the clone with her off the planet, maybe it’s because the clone was rather cute as a baby, maybe the scavenger had a weakness for children. Either way, the young scanvenger found herself adopting a young baby boy.
Naming him Elias Bible Straw, the scavenger left Kamino to head back to wandering the galaxy
Ten years of relative peace came and went, in the background the empire firmly grasped the universe and took over one planet after the other, this didn’t truly affect the scavenger and her son though, she just went by like she usually did. As they went along, Elias found himself seeking different holocrons to see the stories of yore and old. He learnt of Jedi, sith, galactic armies and many other things, one could say he was addicted to new knowledge and stories.
The scavenger left the young boy to obsess with his stories, while she was dealing with needing to get enough money to get the two by. Eventually, the two settled down at alderan, the scavenger selling her ship off to buy themselves a home they could live in peacefully, the two having two different jobs to sustain their life style. While the scavenger stayed faithful to her job, the young Elias found himself getting fired over and over, typically due to him spending so much time reading about different clone troopers and heroes.
Eventually, Elias decided it was time to up and move, stable jobs weren’t good enough for him, he would go off and try to get, and possibly spread, as many stories as he could. Kissing his adoptive mother goodbye, he took a ship off planet, heading off to Coruscant so he could get a job spreading stories, maybe learn how to finally use a gun.
2 years later, he heard a story that broke his heart. His mother, along with his former home, had been destroyed by the empire, simply to make a damn point, to prove to the galaxy that they should be taken seriously. Thus, he put his plans of working in libraries and sharing stories on hold, and made his way off to fight in the rebellion.
Despite having not been trained to use weaponry, or how to be a soldier, he found training to be a rebel soldier surprisingly…fulfilling, as if he was made to do it. Granted, he was a clone, he figured he had been made to fight before, but he never thought trying it would feel so uplifting. A year or so of harsh training later, Elias became a full fledged rebel soldier, having been assigned as a combat engineer due to his knack for fixing and even modify different vehicles and weapons.
For years and years he fought on the front lines, earning many different war stories aswell, soon the empire crumbled, and Elias spent many years in the 40s of ABY hunting down the last war criminals of the empire. By the time he was done fighting, the rebels had one, the empire was no more. With that, Elias disappeared all together, claiming to his friends he would share his stories to those who’d hear it, possibly learn a few as well until the day he died.
260 years later, Elias was still living, much to his surprise, and though he was an old man he still had his skills, his wits, and a very very large amount of stories. Figuring he was nearing his end as it got harder and harder for his body to cope on it’s own, he decided to donate all the stories he had written down to libraries across the galaxy, before taking on his new armour and going off to find his last story. From what he had seen, the Jedi and sith have been fighting with each other again, maybe he will get his story there?
Only time will tell.
Personality: Elias is a very talkative person at times, but he’s friendly, kind and willing to help others even if it’s inconvenient for him. He’s very patient, but rarely professional as a body guard, nor as a soldier.
Strengths: Elias is a very experienced soldier with a number of kills under his belt, his intuition gained from tonnes of past experiences allows him to deal with different situations.
He’s also a rather talented engineer, able to repair most mechanical things, possibly able to dismantle them too
Weaknesses: He’s still an old man. Without his suit, he would be absolutely useless when it comes to a fight
Ships: He uses an advanced and modified combat utility vehicle. The ship is the same as it is usually, with two laser and ion cannons. He modified it by adding a powerful shield to it, communication capabilities, a medical droid, as well as areas in the ship in which he could modify his weapons and armour. He got the ship originally as a reward for telling stories about clone fights from the son of a very rich ship collector
Nickname/Alias: Storyteller
Race/Species: I’m an enhanced clone of a human being
Current Age: How old he looks is unknown, however, he has been around since 18 BBY
Gender: male
Height: Without his suit he’s about 6 foot, with his suit he’s 6 foot 6
Weight: without his suit he’s 83 kilos, with it he’s 120 kilos
Appearance: He has greying hair aswell as a medium sized grey bears, though his eyes are a sharp blue in contrast. In terms of physique, his muscle mass is still there but he's still rather wrinkled, and the muscles seem flabby, useless.
Clothing: Other than his armour suit he doesn’t wear anything else
Force Specialty: N/A
Lightsaber Forms: N/A
Equipment: He wears a much more advanced, and somewhat jury rigged, version of the phase II Clone trooper armour that boosts his strength signifcantly and provides protection. The differences are, rather than white, the suit is a weathered grey. His black undersuit acts as a muscle suit, allowing him to move freely with little effort unlike his usual movements without them. The armour plating over it is rather bulky and made of an incredibly durable material, ultra chrome. Under the chest plate of the armour is a life support system, with two small back up batteries to keep it working, one working if the other stops and vice versa.
His gauntlets both have strong knuckle plating, packing one hell of a punch in hand to hand combat. On his back he wears a metal backpack, containing two batteries to power his suit and personal shield. It also contains various cartridges of ammo for his different weapons, and different items he’d need to survive in different areas.
His helmet’s visor can switch between night vision, thermal vision, as well as a HUD to show how much ammo and power he has. It contains a filtration system, and as well as a rebeather system, allowing him to breath with little difficulty, and a filtration system to allow him to breath while in polluted areas. His hemet also has the means to communicate with people via radio
He often has 5 bacta tanks, two data pads, and a splicing tool.
Lightsaber(s): N/A
Other Weapons: Under the left knuckle plating is a vibroblade, and the right knuckle plating is a blade made of cortosis.
He has a DC – 17 blaster rifle, but he had created and added on a flame thrower to it’s under barrel. He also uses a DH-17 blaster pistol, he had modified it so it fired three shots with one pull of the trigger.
He keeps about 5 thermal detonators in his back pack, as well as 3 detpacks.
Occupation: Bodyguard and storyteller
Biography: As the clone wars neared it’s end, those at kimono decided to turn their energy away from making more clones, more to modifying them. At the time, clones were able to be mass produced, took little time and little resource to make them into the fine army the republic needed to defeat their enemies, though they had very short life spans, and if it came to a point where in the future where they no longer had the resources to make clones, and they needed the clones, then they would have a real problem.
The one clone they had made capable of living longer than a measly 25 to 50 years was long since gone, having become the legendary Boba fett. So, they needed to make a new long living clone from scratch, and then try to use him as a template for many other long living clones. Thus, multiple months later, having gotten the DNA from a volunteer, (who, coincidently, was also a story teller), they began their work. Despite being an expert in cloning, attempting to somehow lengthen the life span of an artificial being was like trying to hit a fly with a blaster pistol while blindfolded, very difficult indeed, it’d take some heavy luck to pull it off.
Unfortunately, they never got to see the fruit of their labour, the infamous order 66 was issued. Every Jedi commanding clones were killed off, the droids were destroyed, and to make sure the rebels didn’t get the smart idea of cloning their own army, all known cloning facilities were purged, including the one on Kamino.
Having thought their mission a success, the obedient clone troops went off to help transform the republic into the galactic sith empire. Only problem is, they weren’t exactly thorough with their job. The clone the experts had been making was merely half done by all accounts, they weren’t sure just how long a life they had sentenced the poor clone to live.
Thus, amidst the runes and corpses of kamino, a baby lay, helpless, defenseless, and seemingly with no future.
Even so, it’s rather curious how destiny decides to work, isn’t it? A couple of days passed, and a curious scavenger made their way into the facility, wondering what tech they could pilfer from the corpses of machines, and what riches she could pilfer from actual corpses. Instead of tech and money as she had thought, what she ended up finding was a sniffing baby, sick from being free to the elements for so long.
It’s still unclear why the scavenger had decided to take the clone with her off the planet, maybe it’s because the clone was rather cute as a baby, maybe the scavenger had a weakness for children. Either way, the young scanvenger found herself adopting a young baby boy.
Naming him Elias Bible Straw, the scavenger left Kamino to head back to wandering the galaxy
Ten years of relative peace came and went, in the background the empire firmly grasped the universe and took over one planet after the other, this didn’t truly affect the scavenger and her son though, she just went by like she usually did. As they went along, Elias found himself seeking different holocrons to see the stories of yore and old. He learnt of Jedi, sith, galactic armies and many other things, one could say he was addicted to new knowledge and stories.
The scavenger left the young boy to obsess with his stories, while she was dealing with needing to get enough money to get the two by. Eventually, the two settled down at alderan, the scavenger selling her ship off to buy themselves a home they could live in peacefully, the two having two different jobs to sustain their life style. While the scavenger stayed faithful to her job, the young Elias found himself getting fired over and over, typically due to him spending so much time reading about different clone troopers and heroes.
Eventually, Elias decided it was time to up and move, stable jobs weren’t good enough for him, he would go off and try to get, and possibly spread, as many stories as he could. Kissing his adoptive mother goodbye, he took a ship off planet, heading off to Coruscant so he could get a job spreading stories, maybe learn how to finally use a gun.
2 years later, he heard a story that broke his heart. His mother, along with his former home, had been destroyed by the empire, simply to make a damn point, to prove to the galaxy that they should be taken seriously. Thus, he put his plans of working in libraries and sharing stories on hold, and made his way off to fight in the rebellion.
Despite having not been trained to use weaponry, or how to be a soldier, he found training to be a rebel soldier surprisingly…fulfilling, as if he was made to do it. Granted, he was a clone, he figured he had been made to fight before, but he never thought trying it would feel so uplifting. A year or so of harsh training later, Elias became a full fledged rebel soldier, having been assigned as a combat engineer due to his knack for fixing and even modify different vehicles and weapons.
For years and years he fought on the front lines, earning many different war stories aswell, soon the empire crumbled, and Elias spent many years in the 40s of ABY hunting down the last war criminals of the empire. By the time he was done fighting, the rebels had one, the empire was no more. With that, Elias disappeared all together, claiming to his friends he would share his stories to those who’d hear it, possibly learn a few as well until the day he died.
260 years later, Elias was still living, much to his surprise, and though he was an old man he still had his skills, his wits, and a very very large amount of stories. Figuring he was nearing his end as it got harder and harder for his body to cope on it’s own, he decided to donate all the stories he had written down to libraries across the galaxy, before taking on his new armour and going off to find his last story. From what he had seen, the Jedi and sith have been fighting with each other again, maybe he will get his story there?
Only time will tell.
Personality: Elias is a very talkative person at times, but he’s friendly, kind and willing to help others even if it’s inconvenient for him. He’s very patient, but rarely professional as a body guard, nor as a soldier.
Strengths: Elias is a very experienced soldier with a number of kills under his belt, his intuition gained from tonnes of past experiences allows him to deal with different situations.
He’s also a rather talented engineer, able to repair most mechanical things, possibly able to dismantle them too
Weaknesses: He’s still an old man. Without his suit, he would be absolutely useless when it comes to a fight
Ships: He uses an advanced and modified combat utility vehicle. The ship is the same as it is usually, with two laser and ion cannons. He modified it by adding a powerful shield to it, communication capabilities, a medical droid, as well as areas in the ship in which he could modify his weapons and armour. He got the ship originally as a reward for telling stories about clone fights from the son of a very rich ship collector
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