Jango Sshanks

From above the atmosphere, a silver ship watches the training of Rebellion troops. rthe helmeted figure inside chuckles as he records all the data fromthe planet. His ship was ap erfect vessel for trafficing information.

Rattack, a drop of blood that had formed into a planet, so it would seem. Sicne war and blood had been econimcallygood to the planet, it was a good place for warriors to hide. And that is what Jango Shanks had come for. A couple of lost Sabacc games and this ship and his armor was all that Jango had left. And he owed those thingsto a local crime boss on Coruscant. And he was being persuid by half the thugs fleet. The Infilitrator speed toward the planet of war and havoc. Its sleekness helpingit move quicker than a large ship, but its engines were beign drained by the holographic machine working it magic. But in all the hustle, he had forgotten to switch the transponder numbers on his ship, making it an easy target for any pilots looking for him. and that is what four Firespray pilots were counting on. AS soon as he was in range theu fired their 4 Ion Cannons each and sabatoged the ship. Now Jango had nowhere to run. "Damn. Got to get out of here." But as he neared the escapepod, gas was pumped itno the ship and soon he was unconscious. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- edited so i can post again. Jango could smell old urine and other bodily wastes. He was in a holding cell for slave fighters of the warlords of the blood planet. He was going to be used to make money for the warlords to win the planetary war. He had to escape to get his armor and ship back. He needed to get a new job as well. Surely his posessions on his ship had been taken and discarded, not understanding their importance. A guard comes and stuns for him for a seconds as he attaches a slave collar to the Mandalorian. He yanks him out of the cage and hauls him into an arena. There was an acklay out in the middle of the arena, being prodded by 3 Rattackians. Their electric rods were sending the creature into an uncontrollable rage. "Poodoo." The acklay turns on Jango and charges. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Jango watches as the acklay charges toward him and he looks into its eyes. He sees it hunger and want for blood. but he had a stronger desire. To live. He rolls to the left and hits something hard. An a double edged battle ax had been placed at his disposal. He draws it from the sand and swings it through the air, getting used tothe feel. He stands in the best stance to use the heavy weapon and waits for the right moment. the acklay saw that its food now had a way to fight back and was more cautious. --------------------------------------------------------------------- A few weeks had passed and Jango had gotten used to fighting in the arena. He had won warlords lots of money. He had even befriended some of the guards. Jango had learned the rotation of the better guards and how he could escape. He had also learned where they kept the weapons and the ships. Jango keeps his eyes closed as a guard walks by his cell and shines a light through. He then stands and peels off the holoposter of the best gladiators on Rattack. He slips through a hole and into an empty cell. the door had been left open so the guards could easily throw a prisoner in. The Mandalorian begins running through the complex and soon finds himself in the armory. He sees walls of blasters and droids. Jango picks up some old stormtrooper armor and places it on his body. It was a perfect fit until he got his Mandalorian armor back. He hooks an E-11 to his belt and slaps a DH-17 Blaster Pistol onto his thigh and begins to exit before seeing two Hulk Droids and reprograms them to suit his purposes. their E-Webs activate and aim forward. Jango leaves and walks toward the hangar. He sees his ship in the middle surrounded by guards. He gives the commands to the Hulk Droids and they get to work. they immediately walk toward the ship and quickly murders all the guards. Jango smiles and boards his ship. He enters the access codes and flies out of the hangar. He opens his secured closet and sees his information droid was still in tact and shut down. He punches in some special coordinates and heads into hyperspace.

Jango lands the FireSpray in the Kheldars hangar and walks toward his new ship. It was beautiful. Just the ship he needed. He walks onboard followed by his men and droid and soon he powers up the engines. He could feel its power, telling him its secrets. It was his, and he was its. He blasts out of the hangar and into hyperspace. Once in hyperpsace and begins sending coms.

A silver and black firespray emerges from hyperspace and docks withtheGateway. A Mandalorian warrior walks formthe cockpit with m\five menchained in the back. "I came to pick up the droid I ordered......slave ship. I would also like three of the best thing you have for making people loyal to you."

A com comes in from somewhere in Space. It was a message sent to R & D of Drake Vortexs company. "I would greatly appreciate itif you could build me a brand new droid design. Primary Protocol, infiltration and information gathering. Secondary Protocol, Combat. You will be paid handsomely for this product. I will be by to pick it up myself. This is strictly for me and me only, my code word is, Slave Ship. Unless someone says those words to the head of R & D, that droid better not leave your hands. Again I thank you." The com closes.

The Wolf Blade I never left the atmosphere as it made its way to the city of choice; Mos Eisley It engines roared as it sailed from desert to city in almost no time at all. Soon it landed in an appropriate dock and its owner walked out with a new brown bag attached to his belt. Jango walked through the streets as it headed to the Cantina to places some small devices. He saw people begin backing away as the Mandalorian made his way to the entrance. People here still remembered Boba Fett and his deadly presence. Most likely it meant someone was going to die soon. The Silver and black armor appeared in the doorway and his hand appeared to slip to his weapons but instead grabbed a small device out of his pocket. It picked up images and sounds and transmitted them to the same computer but a different memory bank. Jango planned to place these all around the Cantina to pick up on any news an information that was going on in the galaxy, seeing as some things do not get the approval of the Holonet. He places one on the door as he glides into the room. He stuck out less than a quarter of an inch so noone would notice. He walks to a table where two men were sitting. He grabs the edges of the table placing the device underneath. "Are either of you Jex Blet?" "No." "No." Jango walks away and does the same thing to 4 more tables angling the devices to get a good view of who was going to each table. The Bounty Hunter then walks to the bar and asks for a drink. The lowly barmaid looks at him strange before Jango places his EE-3 on the bar stand. She then hurries to get him his drink. Jango knew weapons had an effect on most barmaids, and it held true with this one. The warrior places a device behind the bar as he yanks his drink away from the human. He gulps it down without revealing any part of his face and he heads out the door. He keeps walking just like he always did calm and cool. Shanks reaches his ship soon and sends a com to someone he knew could help him. He walks to the cockpit and takes off for Gala.

Plans were already forming in the mind of the Mandalorian. The gears in his brain had already begun to process plan after plan that he could use to gain more credits from the Rebels for training their troops. But most of those ways would never see their conclusion. Jango gets up from his seat and begins walking down to his cabin on the ship. It contained a weapons locker, a bed, and an old protocol droid. He could see the effects of nonuse and aging on the machine. But was a human not like a machine. Needed certain things on order to survive, just like a droid. Granted a human did not need to be activated once it reached its full height and operating status. But they were relatively the same things. An alarm sounded in Jangos room notifying him that they were leaving hyperspace. He takes one last look at the protocol droid and exits the room. He already had a plan going to fix the droid and turn it into his partner. But it would take a lot of time that he did not have at the moment. The warrior reaches the cockpit in time to see the stars return to pinpoints again. They seemed to cry out to him saying Welcome Home. But he knew the starts were just objects, places to go and collect credits. The Mandalorian warrior puts the ship on autopilot and heads toward the surface, toward his shelter. Jango pulls a wire out from the ship terminal and connects it to his helmet. He begins downloading all the information into a secret computer buried within walls and walls and walls of encryption, firewalls, and other various gizmos to keep it safe. He downloads the faces of the leading Rebel Alliance Generals, the faces of the troops he had seen, the layout of the parts of the bas he had walked through. The defenses he had scanned already. Everything that he would keep with him until the end of his days, when he would pass it on to the next one to claim the Wolf Blade I. Soon all the information is in his ships databanks and fully secured. Only the Empire and their top codexes could figure out the ways to get into this computer. Jango watches, as the ground grows steadily larger. He could see the swirling sand of a duststorm around his shelter. He knew that his armor would prevent him from getting harmed, but he was worried about the equipment that he would be transferring to his ship. He knew some stuff in the cave would be damaged but was too valuable to leave here for the Jawas. He could easily get the Rebel mechanics and engineers to fix the equipment, so he decides to load it all up. He lowers the ramp and steps outside. He switches to night-vision to locate his shelter. He walks inside and sees a single Jawa rummaging through his stuff. He pulls out a Westar 34 and puts a blaster bolt right through the back of its skull. He kicks the dead body away as he begins walking through the cave and picking up equipment. He puts his defensive weapons on board the ship first, deactivating them and folding them up top be put in cases. He hauls two cases of E-Web repeating blasters onto the ship and stowing them in the cargo hold. Other weapons include: 2 Light Repeating Blasters 1 Ssi-Ruuvi Paddle Beamer 2 Disrupter Rifles 2Disruptor Pistols 1 case of Sonic Weapons 1 box of replacement Wrist Rockets 1 Flame Projector Carbine 1 Flame Projector Rifle 2 Flechette Launchers Jango takes a look inside his ship and sees he has a whole lot more room to put things in. He must not have enough weapons, but what he would keep him alive in a pinch. He begins looking at his communication and sensor equipment. He had a few pieces of that to store on there including 1 Com-Scan 1 Portable Scanner 3 cases of Sensor Tags 2 Sensor Beacons 3 cases of Homing Beacons 15 comlinks including 5 Wrist comlinks 1 case of Cybernetic Implant comlink/Pager 1 Holonet Transceiver The Mandalorian begins looking to his security devices, finding the most important and making sure they get on first. He knew as a Bounty Hunter, one always needed security. Just like the late Boba Fett and Jango Fett. He knew he would never be that great, but one could always dream. He begins packing on his security devices, which include: 1 box of Stun Cuffs 2 cases of Slaving Collars 2 Universal Energy Cages 2 Man Traps 4 Automated Laser Traps 2 Electronic Lock Breakers 4 sets of Security Scanners 2 Bioscans Then Jango looks at the stuff most worth leaving. The things one could pick up at any galactic store. He knew he would never miss any of these, but they had never let him down either. And surviving on Tattooine had been no easy job for equipment. He needed to take along these things because he knew they would never let him down. 4 boxes of Handtools 2 Electrobinoculars 1 Recording Rod 15 cases of Medpacs 7 Training Remotes 4 Seekers 3 Datapads Jango finishes loading his FireSpray and decides he better set up some measures to ensnare information while he is gone. The Mandalorian grabs some security equipment and walks onboard. He heads tot he cockpit and powers up the engines. He had always loved listening to the start of powerful engines, especially his own. He pushes forward on the throttle and heads to Mos Eisley.

A armor cladded man walks into the dueling arena. Silver and black Mandalorian armor reflected the sunlightoff his body and intot he stands. The silver Westar pistols at his side were itching to be fired and take life, as well as was his EE-3. Jango walks through the area trying to find a suitable opponent. Through the T-shaped visor, he could see a man and woman fighting with the Force. Jango did not fully understand what the Force was, and truthfully, he did not care. He leans against a wall which seemed safe enough and waited for an opponent of equal strength to enter the arena.

A pair of eyes open in the dark, seeing a strand of light coming from the outside. The emerald eyes blink straining to see in the dark before the man stirs. Soon he is sitting up and waking up all the way. He stands and rolls the large stone out of the way letting in the full heat and light of the twin suns of Tattooine. He steps outside and stretches getting used to the blistering heat that was there day after day. The Mandalorian walks back into his shelter and grabs his holsters. He straps them onto his legs and pulls a shirt over his head. He twirls his silver Westar 34 around his fingers before holstering them. He was almost ready for his run. He sits down on a boulder and pulls his boots on before strapping them. Jango Shanks was ready for the day. He had a feeling today would be a little different than his average day. The warrior begins his run by setting a nice slow pace out across the Dune Sea. He could feel the heat burning his face and giving him a nice tan. He could feel the sweat running down his body causing his clothes to stick and make it more difficult, but that's what made it tiring and getting him ready for the day when he would leave and rejoin his comrades in arms. He could feel his feet sinking into the sand and causing him the trouble of having to use more strength to pull them out. But he enjoyed these runs. It reminded him that he was human and not dead from a previous hunt. His boots were starting to heat up from the suns as well as his pistols. But he did not care. Distractions such as these could occur during a hunt and he would have to be ready for it. He could see in the distance the ancient wreckage of Jabba the Hutt's sail barge. That is where he usually ended his run and he would do the same today. He soon reached the barge and he could smell the dead carcass of the Sarlacc. He could remember reading about how Boba Fett managed to kill the large and dangerous creature from the inside. He hoped one day, future generations would remember his for such actions. But that was wishful thinking. No modern Mandalorian could measure up to the likes of Mandalore,Jaster Mareel, Montross, Jango Fett, and his son Boba. Even though he had been named for Jango Fett, he knew he would never be his equal. The Mandalorian turned around and started the return run to the shelter. This run was easier, as he took a different run back to the cave. It was more rocky and less sandy, but it required him to climb down the cliff before landing right in front of the cave. He jogged up the rocks and soon came to the edge. If he fell on these rocks, noone would ever remember his name. He laid his feet on some rocks and began the climb down. About halfway down he hears a familiar sound. A bantha call. The Tusken Raiders had found his place. He looks down and sees a Tusken hunting party of 5 Raiders strolling into his shelter. Anger flashes through him as he watches. He had worked hard to perfect the cave, and even longer to find it. No Tusken would take his equipment from him. He finishes his climb and stands off to the side. He pulls out his beauties and rounds the corner blasting a bolt into the back of the first Raider. Being as stupid as they were, they would come investigate instead of taking cover. As the first stepped out, a pistol barrel was placed on the side of his head and fires. The blast ripped through the clothed head and the body fell on the warrior behind him. Jango rounds the corner and puts a blast in all the Tuskens but one. He holsters his weapons and motions for the Tusken to either run of fight. The idiot chooses to fight. It charges at Jango with its gaffi stick pointed at him. He grabs the sticks and spins, breaking it in half and coming around to wack the side of the beasts head. He then ducks and sweeps his leg out ripping it before driving the broken end into its heart. Whether the Raider had a heart or not, it still died. He drags the bodies inside and throws them into a corner. "This is the first, but it will not be the last. More will come, and more will die." Jango did not speak much, but when he did, he meant every word of what he said. He had never spoken much, even as a child. But he had always been a fierce fighter. When he was five, he killed a fellow Mandalorian just for insulting his mother. From then on he had earned fame as the Wolf. His comrades had even named his ship the Wolf Blade in honor of that title. He had always valued his FireSpray, he would never leave it too far away from him. It was his home, whenever he was not in this cave. He had been adding traps inside that ship ever since he bought it from a trader on Mandalore. The Mandalorian walks over to the alcove and grabs his armor. He was happy none of it had been damaged by the Tuskens. This was his second most prized possession. He had been taught how to make this armor at the age of twelve by his father. This was his third set of armor, her had outgrown the other pair. But he believed this was his best production yet. He begins placing the armor on, starting with the armored boots with he replaced his running boots with. He next places on the shin guards which travel to right below his knees. He had snapped many necks with those guards. Then knee guards with rocket dart launcher attatched to them. Many a people had gotten too trusting and left his armor on after taking all his weapons. They had found out real quickly, there is nothing Jango had not turned into a weapon. He removed his holsters merely for a second and he quickly placed on his thigh pads and placed the holster over top of them and attatching them to the crotch guard. Jango slips on the chest protector and and the wrist gauntlets, which were an arsenal all their own, containing, rockets, darts, flamethrower, and razorblades. He attached the wires which send the signal to his jetpack to launch sending him into the air. There was also a computer which he could contact the Wolf Blade with. He places the jetpack on himself and attatches a missile in the launcher. He then picks up the final piece of the armor. The one piece that lets everyone know he is Mandalorian. The helmet. It was connected tot he Holonet so he could see news and bounties as they were posted. He slowely lowers it on his head and activates the Holonet. It seemed there is nothing but chaos through the galaxy. The exact thing that kept him in business. Now all he needed to do was keep watching and find a job. He walks out of his cave after calling the Wolf Blade to him. The engines never shut off as it comes near him and he leaps onto the ramp and walked to the controls. He sits down in the pilots seat, feeling comfortable again. He takes off his helmet and places it in the seat next to him. He plots in a course the ship takes off. He walks into his room in the back and looks at the weapons he carried on the ship. Carbines, rifles, grenades, and various other weapons, kept him alive.

Real Name:Jango Shanks Nickname: Jango, Shanks, Wolf Age:25 Species:Mandalorian Height: 6'7'' Weight: 200 Hair: Blonde, cropped Eyes: green Sex: Male Homeworld: Mandalore Alignment:Whichever side pays more. Clothing: Black and Silver Mandalorian armor Weapon: Dual Westar 34 pistols at hips,EE-3 blaster Rifle, Missile Launcher on jetpack, Vibroblade sheathed on belt. In a leather satchel tied to his belt: various grenades and detonators Left Gauntlet:Laser, Flamethrower, Razorblades RightGauntlet: Fibercord whip/grappling device, Razorblades Kneepad Rocket Launchers, spiked boots, Concussion Grande Launcher, various other weapons Non-Force User Inventory: Weapons, Ship, Various other Bounty hunting and Assissanation tools. Posessions:A top-of-the-line FireSpray named Wolf Blade I, a militaery swoop bike.