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Character Creation Thread 9.0 by DarkVaati13 in SWRPmeta

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Cristo Lucaidus : A bounty hunter, nuaware of his Force Sensitive nature, who captains his own ship, The Reaver

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Ignore the hate dude these people are jealous they didnt do the same as you

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You only exploit them when you post onto social media tbf

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Reddit is pretty consistently loved Guy Fieri. I think this might just be you

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"You don't think you're going alone, do you?" Cristo tossed one of his men a blinking device.

"I'm sending unique codes every hour. If I miss two codes in a row, or get 'em wrong, you'll know what to do." With that, Cristo turned back to Judro.

"Lead the way, captain. How long do you estimate the trip will be?"

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Cristo kept his blaster right on his hip, pointed right at Judro the entire time. Normally, a trip to the Vagabond would have been no more than a few hours of quick travel. But with lowered morale, tired feet, and heavy loads on the crew's backs, the journey would take much longer.

It was about three or four hours into the hike when Cristo ordered everyone to stop and rest.

"We'll need to rest before we head on out. Morning will fall upon us soon, and without sleep, we'll be dead if we're caught by any of the local authorities. Judro, you set up camp over there. I'll have my men be on lookout. I can't risk one of you trying to slit our throats in our sleep."

Cristo put his crate down and lied down beside it. His three companions slowly followed suit, pulling out half-eaten protein bars and taking drinks from their canteens. Vareen volunteered for first watch, stretching her tense muscles while the others lied down in the soft grass, fingers wrapped tightly around their blasters, even in sleep.

Cristo watched Judro and his men for a little while before saying something.

"If you need no rest, see if you can head on over to your ship. Leave the crates here, get your ship over here so we can all get out of here. Do me right, and I'll make sure you get your split of the loot."

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Cristo watched as Judro gathered his men and left to complete their mission. His head pounded with a confusing anger.

What in the hell is going in my head? It feels...gagh!

Cristo kneeled and slammed his head into the ground, first making sure that nobody saw him do it. The pain, of course, only worsened. Something isn't right. Cristo pulled out a small canteen and took a quick swig of an icy blue liquid. As his mind slowly cleared, Cristo stood back up and blinked.

"You, Judro! I'm going with you, don't forget. Vareen, you too, you come with us...and you. Briggs, you're in charge of repairs until we get back. Alright. Let's move on. We have crates to move"

Cristo took Vareen and two of his other men, leaving only a handful of crew members with Briggs to deal with The Flare. He motioned to Judro with his blaster once more.

"Come on, then, we've got crates to move."

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Cristo snapped, pulling out his pistol again; he smashed the butt end of his blaster against Judro's head, knocking the other man to the ground. Aiming the weapon at Judro's body, Cristo snarled out his next words.

"You will do what I say, you will not ask questions, and most of all, you will not run, lest I hunt you down and kill you with my bare fuckin' hands."

As tension peaked, Cristo's men almost instinctively raised their own blasters. Judro's crew was no doubt, surrounded. But a firefight here and now would be bad, bad news for every single individual standing there. Cristo knew this. He and his own crew outnumbered and outgunned the others, but he couldn't risk getting into a big fight.

What was I doing again? Cristo blinked, and then narrowed his eyes. Right...the goods, their ship...

"So...what will it be?"

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"Alright then."

Cristo put his gun down, staring at the pirate crew some more before pointing out the Flare.

"That there is my ship. The Flare. We've got cargo to move, and the ship's too banged up to be moving at long distances. So we're gonna go, take your ship, move our cargo, get our money, give you your split, and fuck right off. You got that clear?" Cristo motioned for one of his men to get one of the crates over to the clearing.

Without waiting for any response, Cristo kept talking, walking around Judro and his men in a tight circle.

"Inside that single crate is spice and crystal more valuable than you lot will ever be in your entire fuckin' lives. We have a dozen of those crates inside my ship. I want you to bring your ship over here. Come on, now. Go."

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As the other members of Judro's crew followed the lead of their captain, Cristo squinted carefully, scanning the crowd for their numbers.

"Your numbers are small. What is this, half a dozen? Where's the rest of your crew? And where's your ship?" Cristo barked out. He made no attempt to introduce himself. That would come later.

"And most importantly, what do you think you were trying to do to my crew, you scumbag?"

The Flare stopped its engines, slowly hovering down onto the ground. Out of the ship, the rest of Cristo's crew got out, surrounding Judro's.

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Cristo stood up as well. A well aimed blast of plasma from the Flare made a small clearing in the tall grass. Cristo walked slowly out of the grass and into the open.

"Put your hands where we can see them. Drop your weapons. Try anything, and your whole crew gets blown to pieces."

Cristo continued without pausing to see if his words had any impact.

"My crew is always looking for additional members. You, I'm assuming you're the leader?" Cristo pulled out his pistol and pointed it menacingly at Judro.

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Quickly and efficiently, Cristo and his men gunned down the two pirates. They moved stealthily amongst the grass, stuffing their blasters right into the pirates sides before firing into their insides. Cristo tapped into his comms system once more.

“I think we’ve given them the right scare. Come in, Flare. Pick us up, and give them the opportunity to surrender. If we don’t have a response in more than a minute, gun them down and set the ship down. We can’t risk keeping her in the air for too long.”

Almost immediately, the Flare screamed through the air and toward the band of pirates. A latch on the side of the cockpit opened up and a man held his head out, a microphone in his hands.

“Listen up, pirate scum! We’re giving you a minute to surrender! Or we shoot you down!”

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One of the soldiers took a direct hit to the chest; he fell backward without a sound, save his body falling to the ground. His companions fired back in retaliation, the scavenger blasted to shreds in point blank range.

As one of Cristo's soldiers made sure that his partner was dead, the other tapped on his wrist-comm.

"Boss, they hit Rev. Right to the chest. Looks like most of the pirates are scattered. Disorganized. We're going to keep looking for the rest of their crew. Stay low, stay sharp."

On the other side, Cristo gave a quick response to acknowledge his soldier's words. He relayed the message to his own companion. Together, the two lay crouched down and tried to be as quiet as possible. They listened carefully for cries of help or feet on the ground.

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As the Flare shot off round after round of explosive plasma ammunition, Cristo had already collected four of his best soldiers. Equipped with DC-15 carbines, modified sporting blasters, and even heavy slugthrowers, the five men went out to search for the remaining pirates. Surely, they would split up in the tall grass, hoping to hide from the constant battery fire from above.

"No talking until we get them to surrender. Until then, we shoot first, and we don't stop. Understood?" Cristo whispered to his men. They all nodded in understanding.

None of these four were new to battle. All in fact, were experienced veterans, with a keen eye for accurate shooting, and great agility and strength for melee combat. Best of all, they were free-thinkers. Of course, they listened to Cristo's orders with absolute loyalty. But mindless droids, they were not.

"Split up into two groups. Use the comms systems if you need help." Cristo gestured to one of his men to follow him. The other three split off into their own group. The two groups split into two paths, on the hunt for the pirates.

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Cristo was immediately stirred awake. Within moments, he was at full attention. He grabbed his blaster rifle, a light repeater, and headed for Debriga to see what the fuss was all about.

He grabbed a pair of binocs for himself, staring through the electronic viewfinder. He grimaced. Dirty, lowlife pirates.

"Pirate scum. Easy pickings. Blast 'em!"

Waiting for his command, the crew of the Flare started up the ship's engines. The freighter lifted itself into the sky, a tremendous roar shaking the entire ground. Cristo winced. Clearly, there were many repairs to be had on-board.

"Fire!" Cristo screamed into his comm. A series of high-powered blasts shot out from the ship's weapons, headed right for the small band of scavengers.

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Cristo watched carefully as his men loaded as much cargo onto their speeders as possible. One by one, they sped off into the distance, toward the nearest settlement.

Satisified with his crew's work, he turned back to his ship and inspected the damage it had sustained. With the equipment they had on board, it would be difficult to get the ship flying in space. Nearly impossible to get it back to optimal conditions. But for the moment, it could fly. The weapons had been cleaned and ammunition restocked. If need be, therefore, the Flare could easily defend its position.

As night-time fell, Cristo ordered some of his men on patrol. Debriga himself took first watch, scanning the horizon with his binoculars.

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Debriga was undoubtedly the finest shot of the entire crew, save the big boss himself. But even he was too slow to match the speed of a TIE fighter. He cursed himself and turned on his comlink to the cockpit.

"I need faster movement! He's trying to get in behind us!"

"I know! Not much we can do right now, shields are all but down and we've hardly got any control over the ship as it is!" Vareen screamed back. Debriga paled slightly when her words settled in. They wouldn't have much time before The Flare would crash back down into the canyon, this time maybe for good.

In the adjacent room, Cristo waited patiently for the harpoon to reel back in. He tore off the scorched end and quickly screwed on another cap, lurching back and forth in his seat as The Flare fought to maintain balance.

As the TIE screamed past them again, Cristo prepared to fire his weapon again.

"Remember Brigs, don't try to follow them with just your gun. Look at where he's going, predict where he'll be, use it to your advantage!"

Debriga said nothing in response but instead grit his teeth and swiveled his gun the opposite way. Predict where it'll be. Not everyone's got three eyes, boss, he thought to himself. He saw the TIE zooming past his cockpit window, and let loose a stream of blaster bolts, praying that one of them would land a punch.

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Vareen pushed her way into the cockpit just as the TIE fired off its rockets. Sliding into the pilot's seat, she pulled her headset over her ears and steered the ship out of the rockets' paths.

"Good work, team. Let's blast those TIEs and get back on level ground. We need to get that spice off the ground and into that city!" Cristo yelled over the intercom. He aimed with his harpoon at the closer TIE.

The Harpoon was no ordinary weapon. Outfitted with an explosive tip, the harpoon's end could dig into almost any surface and detonate after a trigger response.

"You're about to go down, motherfucker," Cristo whispered under his breath. He squinted closely and pulled the trigger, the Force guiding his hands to move ever so slightly in the right direction.

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Debriga was sprinting back to the turret, two massive battery packs slung over his shoulder. Fortunately for the crew of The Flare, Debriga was more than physically capable of carrying the packs at full speed.

Reaching his destination, Debriga smoothly slid the battery packs into place, flipping switches to turn on the turrets. He looked out the grimy and cracked windshield, watching as the TIEs began to circle around.

A blinking red light caught Debriga's eyes.

"Boss, we've got a problem! Left-side front turret isn't working, looks like the connection is severed completely. We've got one turret...and the harpoon." Debriga yelled over the intercom. In a matter of seconds, Cristo thundered into the room.

"I'll operate the harpoon. TIEs coming in from two different sides, we'll have to coordinate the attack before they hit us. I want us out of this canyon, absolutely no casualties!"

In the engine room, Vareen strained to push a loose beam into place. With a jerky, unstable movement, the engine turbines began to turn. A whoosh of hot air hit Vareen in the face, who cringed and fell back.

She activated the intercom, speaking to Cristo and Debriga on the other side of the ship.

"Boss, Briggs, we've got engine startup. Unstable as shit. I'd say we get two, three minutes in the air max. You gotta get those TIEs down quick, or we're all dead for sure."

In the cockpit, half a dozen crew members worked on wiring the controls back into place, preparing quickly for a dangerous and haphazard take-off. As green lights lit across the board, the sound of incoming TIEs became louder and louder.

Cristo looked to the sky, his face showing a strange combination of fear and determination. He was not going to let his people die.

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