James Krote

JAMES KROTE'S CHARACTER SHEET Identity Real Name: James Krote A.K.A: Jimmy Homeworld: Mandolore Species: Human (Mandolorian) Physical Description Age: 16 Height: 5'9" Weight: 162 Hair: Shaggy brown Eyes: Green Sex: Male Equipment Clothing or Armor: Black garments and light armor that only decrease damage from blasters Weapon: A Bryar pistol and slugthrower rifle connected, two triggers were installed for one corresponding to each weapon. His dagger was implemented into it as a bayonet that he modified to maintain it's "shocking" attribute through a switch near the trigger. Common Inventory: A tool belt outfitted with tools for ship and droid repair. Faction Information Non-Force User Alignment: Good Current Faction Affiliation: The Augury Current Faction Rank: Enlisted History: Force Side: None Trained by: No one Trained who: No one Known Skills: A great pilot. He his talented as slicing, repairing and building droids/ships. Background: His mother died when he was very young and his father disapeared shortly there after, his brother became a bounty hunter and James was on his own for awhile. He found a group of smugglers who raised him from then on, he learned many of his skills from them. His brother Doran killed the smugglers because h thought they were harming James. Doran dropped James of on Raxus Prime where he built his ship and escaped. He joined the New Republic for some reason unknown to him and found meaning in his life. After being captured and put into an Imperial base he led a rebellion and escaped form there after stealing a patrol ship. He later joined a splinter cell group and has since then been apart of it. Ship Registration Name: The Thing Class: Starfighter Model: Unique Manufacturer: Himself Length: 5.5 meters Armaments: 5 laser canons, 2 ion canons Armor: Basic shields Anti-Personnel Defenses: None Appearance: Odd looking because it has so many different ship's parts in it. Modifications: It is entirely unique so it has a lot of features that are not in other ships of it class.

James nodded as Rodya spoke, he didn't feel the need to speak and he didn't have much to contribute. He set course for Gala and when he hit the switch he watched as the stars stretched out into streaks of light before they rocketed forward at light speed. He didn't know what they were going to encounter on Gala but Rodya seemed to have a solid plan so he tried to relax for the time being. (Going to Gala.)

The ship came out of hyperspace in an empty region of space, James knew it would be best to plan and discuss their mission first before doing anything rash. "So, what do you think we do first?" He asked in his most professional voice he could, he didn't want him thinking he was just a kid which he was but he had seen things that had aged him mentally.

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James stood up to leave the room, he needed to get his ship first before going to the base. He realized everyone had left and made his way out, he knew that he would be a little late to the base but he needed to ditch the ship he had then and get a more reliable ship. He would explain to the others later if it was a problem. he reached his ship and started take off preparations before he set coordinates for Mon Calamari and let the ship take off. He saw the stars streak as he jumped into hyperspace and was gone.

James thought about it for a moment, he was one of the best and brightest which caught him by surprise. He knew that this was an elite group; a couple of Jedi, a bounty hunter and teenager. He knew that they wanted him for his technology skills which were pretty advanced and assumed he was the only only one with those skills that they could find. It would be easy enough to fake his death as he had no family other than his brother who he hadn't seen in awhile and was probably dead already and nobody really befriended him as he was always the loner. He made up his mind and was going to help. "I'll do it." He stated without even looking up to see their responses.

((I am playing Krote like he can read people, I'll try to go into his back story later. And I know this is short but I am horrible with posting when there isn't much to describe on.)) Krote's eyes darted towards the bounty hunter as he was mentioned. "Yes, sir." He stated with a salute. He nodded before making his way to a chair and sat down. He wanted to know exactly who the man was, if he was to answer to him he needed to know who he was. He pushed those thoughts put of his mind and gathered himself, he waited for what was to come with excitement.

James snapped out of his daze when a com came in. He followed the instructions of where to land intently, he noticed that a couple other ships were there and his muscles relaxed a bit as he knew that he wasn't alone. He walked into the suite and looked around, he noticed a man in armor and a Jedi. James thought that the man in Mandalorian armor was his brother but quickly realized it wasn't and turned to the Jedi and appproached him, he figured he was in charge. "Sir, are you the one who sent the com?" He asked respectfully.

James stopped in orbit around Trulalis, he wasn't told anywhere specifically to go and so stayed there. He knew that this was important but he didn't know how, he was relatively new to the Republic and knew that it wasn't likely they would trust him with something dire. One thing that also confused him was that he was contacted from an anonymous source, he hoped it wasn't a trap and should have checked it out but he was too naive and trusted everyone. He sat there waiting for some type of further instruction, his mind was on other things but had a part of mind specifically focusing on the com.

James landed on an isolated landing pad, everyone scattered off in different directions, he quickly gathered his things and left. He made his way to a "store" which was really a run down building with a sign in front. He collected some street clothes and changed. He hid his weapons from view but kept them handy in case he was jumped. After talking to some locals and convincing them he wasn't trying to bust them he found a "business" that unmarked the ship he "found" and wanted to keep. He payed with what he had and then got out of there as fast as he could. The ship started up nicely without trouble and he navigated it away from the landing pad. He set course for Trulalis and was gone in a blink of an eye.

James took off after preparing the ship to do so, he flew towards the shield and waited by an asteroid to conceal his ship. As he saw a ship coming towards the prison he prepared himself, when the shields went down he floored it and made it, the other ship followed his lead but wasn't so lucky and crashed which caused James to get angry at himself for not helping them. He let out a sigh of relief after navigating through the asteroid field, he set course for Mon Calamari too see if he could help.

((OOC:It's been more than tree days so I am posting again.)) James was careful not to set off any alarms that they could prevent, he knew the usual places for such device; around corners, open areas and around important rooms. He knew that they might be caught but he had to try and that is what kept him going. He was slightly out of his element with no accessible computer terminals or droids he could use, the only skill he had that was useful was his knowledge of security and security procedures which came in handy for choosing what turns to make and when to hide. He came to a hangar with a couple of patrol ships and got into one, a couple of prisoners joined him and the rest got into another one. James readied the ship for take off making sure it was in workable conditions. He strapped in and got ready to escape. "Strap in guys, this probably will be bumpy." He said in a cool demeanor which was surprising coming from such a young kid. ((Second escape post.))

((I don't know what level I'm on of the prison so I guessed a middlish one.)) James had been up for a few hours, he was scared and sad. All of those people on Mon Calamari that died because he couldn't get help. He felt horrible. He was standing by the bars of the cell and was leaning on them, there was a guard patrolling down the aisle of cells. James got an idea, he figured out the time it took for the guard to make a round. As he was crossing his cell he stuck his foot out causing him to trip the guard. James dropped to his knees and grabbed the guard's keys, he opened his cell and placed the guard in it after disarming him. After James let out all of the prisoners he could they set off. James didn't want to hurt anyone but he wanted to make it out alive and the people he would hurt were bad so he was doing the Universe a a favor in a sense. ((Post one of escape.))

James was roughed up as he was shuffled around the Imperial Base and put into a small cell. He sat down against a wall looking for any escape route, but was unlucky and didn't find one. He knew he would be there for awhile before he was released or killed so he kept looking. After awhile he slowly drifted off to sleep and would awaken with his strength back which would be useful if he found a way out.

(Defense Post) James noticed that he was under fire, he thought back to his time with the smugglers that basically raised him. He remembered one tactic that was right for this situation. He used his maneuver thrusters to make an 180° turn with the engines still on, he quickly changed directions without creating an arc. He flew towards Dac at full speed. He flew close to the ocean and realized he wasn't escaping with the Empire breathing down his neck and without the option of using a hyperdrive.

(Killshot defense post) The ship had little time to take defensive action but they thought up a quick plan. They knew that Black would attack the bridge for that was the weakest part of the ship, they put full power to the shields on the ship and hoped for the best. The crew braced for impact and everyone who could found something to hold onto and held on tight. ------------------------------------------------------- After getting directions he made his way to MacArthur's office. He quickly deliberated with a soldier and got in. He walked up to the General, saluted and asked him what was going on. "Well, were under attack. Were doing our best but I don't know how much longer we will last without reinforcements. Long range communication was cut so we can't even tell anyone what's happening." MacArthur told the young man who had busted into his office. "What if I go and tell them? It's risky but I can get reinforcements and we have a shot."James knew it was risky but he knew it was their only chance. "I'm not telling you to go but if you think you can make it out alive then go for it." With that James ran back to his ship with all his might getting there as fast as he could. Jimmy jumped into his ship the Thing and prepared for takeoff and as he did that he prepared himself mentally, he knew he was a good pilot but he was up against the Imperial army. He expected a couple Star Destroyers and a couple hundred star fighters which probably wouldn't have been released yet. As he flew through the air he started fumbling with the controls and activated the radar jammer, he entered space and floored it. He knew they probably spotted him at this point and set up a hyper space route when it was good to go he went for if he wasn't pulled in by a tractor beam or shot down he was safe. <> ((OOC:I don't exactly know if the shield thing is plausible or not so don't ask me any questions. If the radar jammer isn't allowed than just ignore it completely. And I think that escape is okay if I post it like that.))

In a nice office was a General on Mon Calamari his hands were in his face as he thought about what he should do. He knew he couldn't let people die on his decision but he knew if he surrendered there would be consequences for the people. As the time dwindled down he knew there was need for a decision. He turned to his adviser. "Set up communications with Emperor Black."He said in his comforting voice. A few minutes later when everything was set up General MacArthur started to speak. "Emperor Black, I know you would make good on threat but I have to do what I believe is best and I cannot surrender. If you attack you will be shot and that will be unpleasant so just turn around and leave."The com shut off abruptly. MacArthur told his men to ready the planetary cannons and the defense platforms in case Black made a stupid decision.

As James was tinkering with the targeting system for the droids he had made he was shocked by the announcement he had heard. He didn't really believe it at first. "What the sith?" He asked himself, he knew it was bad and he hoped he didn't have to make the decision. He was stationed on Mon Calamari and he knew that this would affect him. Why would the Emperor attack here? James didn't know what to do, he rushed out to try and find someone who knew what was going on.

James strolled back to his room with his hands in his pockets. He sat at his workbench and thought about what he could make next. He fumbled with some tools and he kept tinkering around with a small peice of metal until it grew an grew until it was about the size of him. He completed the circuitry in the droid and installed some weaponry, in this one he put a basic repeating blaster. He activated it and asked it a question to make sure it was functioning correctly. "What is my name?" "James." "Good, your name is Alpha."James said as he started inscribing a large A onto it's back. James decided to make a few more so he would have something to do some "friends" and if the need arises a defense. He installed some with more advanced shielding and some with explosives. They all followed the same design he had made up though, he inscribed them all with the letter that corresponded with their name. When James was satisfied with his work he set them by a wall and went to sleep and decided to work on them more after some rest. He walked over to his cot and went to sleep. It was cold, very cold. So cold you would freeze to death if you went outside with anything less than heavy survival gear. James was sitting in a briefing room surrounded by others. He didn't know why he was there but it felt familiar and when he got up to ask someone everything grew warm, the room had changed in an instant to one with flames and wreckage. He looked to see if anyone was harmed but no one was to be seen. He scrambled for an exit with out any luck. He heard a noise and turned to look and saw as man in red armor walked through the fire. James tried to get away but there was to much heat for him to press on. He grabbed a pistol off of the table and pointed it at Doran, he let off a rounds with the bullets doing nothing more than dent his armor. He was cornered and had no plan he only stood there as his brother approached him. Doran put a his blaster against James' head and as he pulled his trigger... He woke up.

James decided to take a stroll around, he opened his door and started looking around. It was a pretty standard set up but he liked it and as he got familiar with it he bumped into a few people and got into conversations with him. He knew he had to try to make some friends or he would be stuck in his quarters all the time. He started to like it on Mon Calamari. ((I am posting since I am bored, it wasn't a long post but meh.))

As Mon Calamari drew near James set up a com. "James Krote with the Alliance, requesting permission to land." James said in his professional voice. Once he had everything settled and was planet side he made his way around and asked people for directions. Once he made his way to a room with a cot, a small workshop, a desk and a holonet feed. He looked around and set his things down on his cot. He sat down at the workshop and started working. It had a lot of supplies which would keep him occupied when he wasn't doing his work. He grabbed some tools from his tool belt that he needed. He used his small saw and cut a piece up. After that he installed into the rest of it. He started on a metal casing and placed on top of it. When he was finished he had a small box that moved on wheels, he set it down and watched as it scooted away, running into walls on the way. ((OOC:I tried this before, you can post the little droid's actions. This should allow me to post a little more when I'm alone.))

The Thing was flying through the abyss known as space. James took solace in the fact that he was completely alone. He let his thoughts roam free as he got comfortable in his seat. He took out the datapad with his instructions and read through it and when he was comfortable he knew what was expected of him. He placed with the rest of his gear and relaxed. After awhile of relaxation he saw Mon Calamari approaching and he readied himself and his things.

James set course to Gala and was off in a second. He didn't know why but he felt he had to go to Gala.

The Thing surged though space with no definite destination. James was extremely tired and he struggled to keep his eyes open but he managed to do it. He didn't know what to do or where to go; he just was.

((OOC:It's been awhile since serbatoio posted so I'm just going to take off.)) James got bored after waiting for someone to greet him, he assumed that they were busy so he got in the Thing and left. He flew off into space.