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Neco "Trucido" Maluus
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Topic Started: May 18 2010, 09:35 PM (696 Views)
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Trucido
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May 18 2010, 09:35 PM
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OOC Info: Name/Alias: Finn / Rexer Age: 20 Gender: Male Method of Discovery: AKT
I've read the rules and the words are: Polka Dots and Butterflies
IC Info: Name: Neco Maluus Alias/Nickname: Trucido- Of unknown meaning or origin it is now what most call him. In reality it was a nickname picked up when he was an assassin on Umbara. Age: 25 Gender: Male Species: Umbaran Faction: Sith Order Rank: Sith Warrior Homeplanet: Umbara
Force Sensitive: Yes Force Powers: Force Lightning- Beginner Force Telepathy - Beginner Force Concealment - Moderate Force Speed - Moderate Force Sense - Moderate Force Telekinesis - Skilled Force Choke - Skilled
Appearance:

Like most Umbarans Trucido gives the distinct characters of one. The deep sunken eyes and gauntly appearance as well as the pale almost chalk white skin gives all the characteristics of a pure Umbaran. He has crystal white and blue eyes that seem to catch the light in the most dismal of places. His eyes are peculiar seeing most Sith’s eyes have turned red or yellow through their passage into the dark side, yet his have stayed their natural colour. The most distinguishable feature about him would be his facial scaring on the left side of his face from being branded in the past. They are the marks of a outcast, exile, betrayer of his people and deeply anger him when asked about them. Out of shame he covers his face the majority of the time with a mask of some sort of demon or devil, a Sith mask that clouds his intentions to other force users. The mask appears ominous, a red face with two black horns rising from the forehead, as well as a set of fierce looking teeth. The mask has pure black eyes that protect Trucido from bright flashes but still allowed full vision in ultraviolet.

Trucido usually wears armoured black with red trim robes. In appearance they are robes with a few intricate designs and symbols but there is more then just cloth to these robes. The robes themselves are made of shell spider silk, which can deflect vibroblades and weak blaster bolts an advantage to most none-force users. To battle force users and the use of any type of lightsaber, he has cortosis weave armour underneath fitted into tight fitting exoskeleton armour that is easily concealable under his robes. The cortosis is all finished in red to match with the robes. In most cases he will wear these types of robes but he is known to wear more simple black or gray robes as well as cloaks with a hood on occasions. He wears black cortosis weave gloves with cortosis weave guards to cover the top of his hands, as well as having added weight and metal knuckles for increased damage. Trucido’s lower clothing naturally match his upper half. Black shell spider silk pants with cortosis weave once again protecting his legs, groin, and waist. A black utility belt lines his hips with numerous pockets and a place for his lightsabers to hang. His boots seem standard, black leather military boots, yet just like the rest of his body are rimmed with cortosis weave.
Trucido, although rare that one would see so much of his flesh, is extremely muscular. Weighing in around 80 kg, he cant exactly be called a skinny individual. He has bulk in muscle none the less, his body is toned and ripped giving him the appearance of a shock boxer, this is unordinary for Umbanan. He is quite nimble as well as many Umbanan are, trained as an assassin to be flexible. With many years of combat there are quite the hand full of scares to share. When looking in the face of Trucido, one can only feel uneasy. Many people feel powerless under such a man, his size, his eyes, and his presence all come into factor in intimidation. It’s a clear sign to anyone that he is someone not to be reckoned with.
Possessions:

 [x2] Red Lightsabers [x1] Holographic image disguiser [x1] Pair of customized weighted cortosis weave combat gloves [x1] Shell spider silk robes [x1] Cortosis weave exoskeleton armour [x1] Krath Blood blade [x1] Sith mask- Gives Trucido proficiency while wearing his cortosis weave armour. As well as regenerates his dark force powers over time. [x1] Hush-98 Comlink
 [x1] Belbullab-22 starfighter - Christened The Confessor, it was modified beyond the standard manufacture of a standard Belbullab-22. A double layer of durasteel was plated on the hull for extra protection. It also had a deflector shield installed for added bonus making the fighter less susceptible to laser damage. A sensor jamming system was installed to make it a hard target to track or even discover among the stars. As well it was painted black to blend into space surroundings. The onboard systems computer was nicknamed “Peth Atanox” or “Pax” for short, and programmed with a female’s voice.
Personality: Trucido is a man of mysterious intent none the less. He keeps to himself and rarely speaks with others no matter what faction they reside on. His major characteristics are sturdiness, reasonableness, extreme determination and strength of will, no one will ever drive him in any direction but his own. Mentally, he is keen-witted and practical more often than intellectual, but he becomes fixed in his opinions through his preference for following accepted and reliable patterns of experience. He is generally dependable, steadfast, prudent, just, firm and unshaken in the face of any difficulty or danger. Trucido may be stubborn and infuriatingly self-righteous, rigid, argumentative, and on many occasion untamed. He is in fact faithful for a Sith and generous with a great capacity for affection, but rarely makes friends with anyone. A cruel, dark man that has no faith for anyone anymore might be who he is but the fighting vigour in him will never die. He is a sinister and manipulative bastard to be honest, getting what he wants from who will give it to him. He has a do-anything attitude and won’t stop short of any goal he makes for himself.
History:
Neco was born into a decently well off Umbaran family. His father was a distinguished war veteran, force sensitive but never trained he had been used as a diligent assassin for the empire. Unfortunately his looks had been wasted away by battle, his face destroyed and mangled with scars from battle. His mother was a woman of politics, powerful with her voice and charming in her looks she had seduced man men in her time and yet the only man who could bare to stand who she really was, was his father. The two were an odd couple and his father had made his way from the very bottom of the Umbaran caste system with strategic assassination. Neco grew up among others, yet was clearly not the same. He was a silent child, refrained from others and any company that was offered. He felt different then the other kids, in such an unexplainable way. His only joy throughout his childhood was his mother, yet that would soon change.
As his father was not the man he used to be, now a twisted man of great resentment and pain, his mother soon became disloyal. She found herself with other men, and soon so did his father. He was enraged and left for a number of weeks before returning. He returned one night, and assassinated his mother in her sleep. It was the first time Neco felt the call of the force and woke up on his own. He hid himself before his father entered his room no doubt looking to kill the child. Finally over taken by his own emotions his father left before finding Neco and left. Neco ran to his mothers room finding his body not a mark on her and yet he knew very well she was dead. Neco left the house himself for awhile and spent some time on the streets, surviving off what he knew and doing the best he could. It wasn’t a game, it was life or death. He learned many things about himself living among rodents he learned the key to survival. He was frightened his father would find him and kill him, yet he forced himself to go back home. Arriving home he found his mother’s body had disappeared and his father was there in her place. He seemed calm, collected as if nothing had happened. The father and son said nothing to each other, they never made eye contact, and nothing happened.
Weeks past and his father’s attitude changed towards his son. He began training him in the art of assassination. It was natural for Umbarans, their society was based off of blackmail, cons, and assassinations. Neco took to it fiercely, and there was no better teacher then his father, if not a bit too abusive and strict in his rule it only made Arcus stronger. Neco was forced to learn everything the hard way, he wasn’t taught he was drilled to learn. There was no exception for failure to his father, and any insubordination, comment, even a look could turn into his father becoming enraged and exceedingly violent towards Neco. It was all Neco knew about, the art of the kill, techniques, forms, everything had certain rules and he was bent on following them. He never thought of how hard life was for him, he had nothing else. It was shortly before his father learned he was force sensitive. Life changed for the young Neco, for better or worse depends on what side your looking from.
Neco’s father brought a family friend to train his son in the force. He was a ex-member of the criminal assassin group Sable Dawn. The ex-assassin used to work with his father, and was a very dangerous force adept. He trained Neco in the force with dangerous, dynamic training that pushed Neco to his limit every time. Once older the two went on missions together, taking out irrelevant targets before moving onto solo missions with targets that had some sort of importance to their family. Neco even killed the man his mother had been cheating with his mother on his father. Neco grew into a cold hearted killer none the less. He was an empty shell of emotion that was used almost as a weapon by his father. He wasn’t deranged or psychotic, just a ghost among others. He had no emotion, and he had no life outside training and doing what he was trained to do, kill.
Finally he became independent from his two teachers. While the family had been focusing on training Neco the family level in the caste system went down with the mysterious disappearance of Neco’s mother. It was time for the Maluus’ to rise in the caste system once more. Neco instantly began a holocaust on the high class systems. His training had been perfected into an masterpiece that was his own self. His force training, however still scarcely to his potential still gave him a superior advantage over his targets. Target after target they dropped like blood flies to his techniques. Their level in the caste system began to raise as more fell under the disposal of Neco. As he rose in power, others watched in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to stop such a man. He had become a direct threat to the Rootai, and he would have nothing of it. The problem with trying to make your way near the top was everyone made it to the top the same way. Meaning assassins tried to kill assassins, which wasn’t exactly the best for those trying to make something of themselves.
In one day he lost everything he had. He had planned a certain assassination for weeks, and when the time came it was all for nothing. His father had sold him out, and he had been ambushed. Caught red handed he was cornered, yet wouldn’t let this get in his way. The anger he felt took over him, he struck out at his oppressors and killed them all. It was slaughter, he butcher all of them so easily and without remorse. He even enjoyed it. The entire house hold was now dead by his hands. There was a beauty of it all, complete control over those around you. He would not feel the grasp of justice, he was justice now. Nothing could stop him he thought and he left to take his vengeance for those who have only done the same to get to their own position. He left the house with the bodies still thick on the floor. He didn’t make it far though.
He was met by one man he never would have expected. The Rootai himself. He was a well distinguished man no doubt but also a well known killer. The two fought but no doubt the Rootai was the Rootai for a reason and Neco was defeated. He woke up in imprisonment, chained down, stripped of all dignity and helpless. He hated the feeling and no doubt he was to be sentenced to death. The people called him “Trucido” for all his actions and what he had done to that family. He was tortured time and time again yet nothing came of it. Instead of death he was branded on his face, outcaste, shamed. He was set free, yet there was no life for him anymore. He had no family anymore, he was seen as a devil. Hated. Feared. He had nothing else in life and so he made his final vengeance on Umbara. He found his father and killed him just as he had his mother. No doubt everyone knew it was him and so he was hunted. Neco left bearing the name Trucido, wishing never to return.
He met with his old master, the ex-Sable Dawn member, yet there was no benevolence when he arrived. He knew Neco had killed his father and so tried to kill him. The tides changed for him, and his defeat to the Rootai had made him stronger. The torture had hardened him, and made his mind clear of the clutters of the galaxy. Neco killed his old master and looted his home. He found old sith relics and unique armour which he took for his own. A sith mask that clouded his intentions to others, no doubt useful to slay any foe he might come across. With a new look of this real face of a demon, and robes made with cortosis under armour and above all a customized Belbullab-22 starfighter he was set to move about the galaxy at his own free will. All he needed was a better status then a failed outcast. He searched for a better kill, a better name to place himself under then a Maluus.
It was not long before he was approached in a small cantina by a Jedi Knight. The two instantly became spiteful of one another. Neco found the man’s ideals foolish and weak, the Jedi was quick to label him under the Sith. He knew much of the Sith, there used to be a Sith Academy on Umbara but unfortunately for Neco’s force training never was an option. The Jedi was feeling self righteous no doubt and Neco wished to posses something of the Jedi’s inventory, a lightsaber. The two fought in the cantina, and when Neco sacrificed a move to grasp him the Jedi slashed him across the chest, yet to his surprise to no effect. The Jedi perished swiftly as Neco snapped his neck and obtained his prized position. Feeling it was only natural at this stage to fall to the Sith and left to search for them.
Finding them wasn’t difficult and soon enough he found them challenging him, unsure of who he was they were scared of his power he believed. With little lightsaber training it was difficult for Neco to use one, but he had been trained well enough with a vibroblade to manage to kill one of the Sith challenging him. The other was frightened for his life, no doubt a weakling among the ranks of the Sith. He was taken to a higher power and put to testing. He passed without objection, and easily made it into the ranks of the regrowing Sith. He had already had simple force training but was not ready to be called a warrior. He was trained under a Sith master, but it didn’t last. He gained control of the force easily as death was not an issue, vengeance was too close to him to let anything get in his way. He despised everything, even himself, which allowed the dark side of the force to become strong in him. Shortly the Sith Master he served believed he was strong enough to do the bidding for the dark side. He sent him on numerous missions first, killing targets at his master will. It was like old times, and it was an open market for Neco. He found himself surpassing every expectation the Sith Master had of him and soon was knighted. Given a red crystal for his lightsaber as well as an additional lightsaber he could now consider himself a Sith.
Edited by Trucido, Jun 5 2010, 12:19 PM.
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Drey'Con Shadow
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Jun 2 2010, 11:43 AM
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The profile looks good, real good as to be expected from you but I believe the ship may be a little ahead of the era we are trying to play. Will relay to the tech specialist but I believe other than that, you profile can be approved.
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Darik Kane
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Jun 2 2010, 01:01 PM
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I will shank you with a garden trowel
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Okay, the problems I see here is that for a Sith Warrior you are packing some extremely powerful gear.
1. To be perfectly honest, I don't see a Sith Warrior needing to use Cortosis Exoskeleton Armor much less having the funds to buy them.
2. Prototype R-Series Repulse droideka, is something of a definate no. Quoting the Hunt of Aurra Sing comic, you could almost purchase a planet for the price of a single Q-Series Droideka.
3. The abilities of your Sith Mask are actually a description found on a Sith artifact by the name of the Yoke of Seeming, the actual canon example of the Sith Mask came with the following stats.
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Sith Mask Feats Required: Armor Proficiency - Heavy Regenerate Force Points: 1
Something along the lines of the Yoke of Seeming, with its legendary status and powerful ability would need to have alot of work towards in the game itself, not simply starting with it.
4. The Confessor, I like this fighter. Soulless One was one of my favorite looking and working fighters in Star Wars, and I made sure to aqquire it on AKT. However, with its Impervium coating, I am not going to allow it as a 'starter' ship to a new character. While you can fly a modified Belbullab-22, it will not feature all the bells and whistles of the Soulless One.
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Trucido
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Jun 5 2010, 12:22 PM
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1.) I changed the cortosis to cortosis weave. Less expensive. I hope that is alright.
2.) Droideka deleted. I just thought it was a good idea. Not surprised I had to delete it. Sorry about that.
3.) Sith mask changed to standard abilities.
4.) The Confessor is downgraded to match that of the Soulless One. + Impervium coating removed.
I hope the on-board computer isn't too much to ask for as an add-on.
Cheers! And sorry for having so many problems.
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