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Professional Moron
I altered this bio for a RP I'm in and I wanna keep an unaltered version of my bio and leave it here in case I wanna use it.
Name: Zaakorss Socarruuss
Nickname: Kors
Alias: The Collector
Former aliases: Iron-jaw Kars, Zaarourr'tsoa'ruursok and Captain Zaak.
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Kel Dor
Sexuality: Straight
Alignment: Neutral, leaning towards light
Occupation: Scavenger. Occasional smuggling
Personality: selfless is not a word in Kors's dictionary. He'll help the weak, the forgotten and the hopeless; but nothing is free. Everything must be rewarding or it isn't done. If it is, then it is with great reluctance. To perform selfless great deeds is to hold onto foolish optimistic ideas. Kors is not completely cold and cruel. He believes in keeping his promises and giving everything his best. If you aren't going to give your best then you shouldn't try.
Appearance:
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Attire: Kors wears the outfit shown above. A blue armored tunic with thick baggy leather pants and boots. He also has a long gray and brown patchwork robe with a dark purple hood featuring a subtle lightning bolt in the shape of the letter 'Z' on the back of the hood.
Weapon(s): custom indigo with subtle reddish hue Lightsaber pike fitted with stronger metal plating so that it more resembles a metal staff instead of a lightsaber. Oftentimes using it as a nonlethal staff weapon instead of a dangerous cutting weapon commonly associated with the jedi.
434 deathhammer blaster pistol
Skills:
master duelist - his skills with melee weapons are extremely formidable and very aggressive.
Expert at hand to hand combat. His hand to hand combat skills are fast, mobile and adaptive. He's extremely skilled, but his skills st hand to hand do not match his melee skills.
Ace pilot: as a scavenger, he's spent years traveling space. He knows his way around much of the galaxy. Smuggler routes. He can hold his own in a dog fight, but prefers to avoid space battles. Using speed and maneuverability to zip around the many obstacles in space to avoid any threats.
Escape artist: He has survived thus far, by using his wit and knowing when and how to get himself out of or avoid a dangerous situation. in any situation he's in, he is always planning to leave at a moments notice. To underestimate one's situation is always a poor lapse in judgment.
Very skilled force user. His force skills are deadly and compliment his dueling style. Though his ability here leaves plenty room for improvement as he spent far more time honing his physical combat abilities.
adept dark side user: in Kors's lonely journey, he has felt the power of the dark side in his moments of frustration. He has utilized it to his advantage, but he was not ignorant and did not completely abandon his teachings. He has grown in power thanks to the dark side, but he never fully embraced it and is cautious when using it so never to be fully lured into dark side like his predecessors had taught him to be weary of.
Expert marksman. The blaster was a weapon he had used most of his life. He knows his way around a hand gun and has greatly improved over the years.
Novice medic: He has quite a bit of experiences treating minor wounds, but if something is really serious, Kors is not your guy.
Strength: his combat style is adaptive and thus he can change how he fights an opponent to take advantage of a given situation. His sharp wit and perception allow him to notice many details. Weak points on a target or something in the environment that can be used to his advantage.
Weakness: he cannot instantly change fighting styles on the fly do he primarily does this in 1v1 fights.
Likes: Rewards, knowledge, hard work and adventure
Dislikes: Doing things for free, taking advantage of others, broken promises and guilt tripping
Backstory: Kors spent his earliest years training with the Baran do. He trained with a wooden staff which would swapped for a lightsaber pike only after his exile off his home planet of Dorin. Kors was a fighter. Aggressive in his fighting to the point of accidentally hurting other disciples. His brutal carelessness got him a negative reputation amongst his peers. He wasn't the best and lost his fair share of fights, but he was efficient.
His losses brought out a feeling in him. Anger. Frustration. After being fairly beaten and humbled in a fight against one of his peers, he snapped in the form of unhinged rage. One of the sages had to intervene. He might have been exiled or carefully watched, but he went into self-imposed exile before the sages could figure out what to do with him. Winning was great, but knew he may have gone too far that time. A feeling what would give much regret. He might not ever see his home planet Dorin ever again. He still cared for his people too. He stowed away in a freighter with no clue where it would take him. To Nar Shaddaa it did.
This was his first time away from home, and for the first time, he wasn't sure what to do. He knew what he wanted, but now he had to decide for himself what to do and where to go. He had also never had to worry about when his next meal was or where he laid his head at night. Life changed completely. He was 17 when the freighter landed in Nar Shaddaa. He managed to force persuade one of the freighter crew members to help him. He got a blaster pistol and some credit alongside a few directions in Nar Shaddaa. He didn't know anyone but he had a general idea of where to start.
As a fighter, he took up bounty hunting. Primarily using his staff, slowly gaining proficiency with the blaster. He gained the nickname Iron-jaw Kars. He was ruthless in combat, and preferred targeting pirates, criminals and other scum of Nar Shaddaa. He got a home and better gear. Keeping his old blaster as a trophy commemorating his beginning away from home. He didn't like other bounty hunters. They were mean. Some more ruthless than he was. He made an unlikely friend in the form of Rahurr'lahua. A tusken raider who left his home on tatooine.
Rahurr hated bounty hunting, and somewhat regretted leaving home for fortune. He oftentimes spoke to Kors about his disdain for the greater galaxy as a whole, and wanted to return home some day. A year down the road, he decides to return and brings Kors with him. Kors would prove himself by bringing Rahurr water, and the pearl of a krayt dragon. Rahurr would create his own tusken raider clan, and Kors would be welcomed apart of it. This is where Kors gained the alias of Zaarourr'tsoa'ruursok. He lived with the tusken raider for six months. Learning the language and the customs. He left, but still sometimes visits.
He spent years traveling the galaxy. Visiting places He'd never imagined he'd ever see. He learned quickly that space cruel unkind place. Many die in space without ever knowing if they'd be rescued or not as their ships floated helplessly in space. Some ships were heavily damaged from asteroid fields, some attacked by other ships and left to float in space, others attacked by the strange creatures that live among the stars. Kors had seen some truly horrifying creatures around the stars in the outer rim. Scavenging became a full time job. He enjoyed it more than bounty hunter work. Being a scavenger, smuggling went hand and hand. He even amassed a small crew of 7 crew members. Two gand(Both male), a tognath(female), a twi'lek(female), an anzati(male), three humans(two male, one female), and a ugnaught(male).
This crew lasted three years as the crew members slowly dwindled out. Most of them going off and finding work on their own, or in the unfortunate case for three of them, dying in combat against trandoshan slavers. During During his time as a captain, he made his pike lightsaber at the age of 23. He had made a pike and customized the lightsaber in a way that it would not be immediately recognized at a lightsaber. Aside from abandoned floating ships in space, he enjoyed visiting old ruins. He had managed to keep his force sensitivity a secret from his crew for years. They believed him to be strange with an odd fascination for old jedi/sith relics. Something he wanted them to believe, rather than mistake him for a jedi. age the age of 25, he parted ways with the last three crew members he still called friends. The two gand and the twi'lek. They had remained in his crew for the entire three years and were on good terms even after going their separate ways.
For the next three years, Kors was once again alone in the galaxy. He learned much of the force on his own. He visited five planets in his lonesome travel. Jakku was the first. Dathomir was the second. Kashyyyk was the third, Hoth was the fourth and he briefly went to Malachor. Now these days, he mostly spends his time around the outter rim. Rarely venturing to the core worlds. bouncing around from place to place. Selling scrap and other things he had collected in his time as a scavenger. Hence his current alias, the collector. He's collected a wide variety of things over the years and seeks more. He's learned quite a bit from his time in the Nar Shaddaa black markets. Useful skills, helpful items and so much more. Occasional illegal item or two were a nice addition. Never staying in one location for too long as he always needed to watch his back. continuing to pass off for a common scavenger.
Name: Zaakorss Socarruuss
Nickname: Kors
Alias: The Collector
Former aliases: Iron-jaw Kars, Zaarourr'tsoa'ruursok and Captain Zaak.
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Kel Dor
Sexuality: Straight
Alignment: Neutral, leaning towards light
Occupation: Scavenger. Occasional smuggling
Personality: selfless is not a word in Kors's dictionary. He'll help the weak, the forgotten and the hopeless; but nothing is free. Everything must be rewarding or it isn't done. If it is, then it is with great reluctance. To perform selfless great deeds is to hold onto foolish optimistic ideas. Kors is not completely cold and cruel. He believes in keeping his promises and giving everything his best. If you aren't going to give your best then you shouldn't try.
Appearance:
View attachment 1089720
Attire: Kors wears the outfit shown above. A blue armored tunic with thick baggy leather pants and boots. He also has a long gray and brown patchwork robe with a dark purple hood featuring a subtle lightning bolt in the shape of the letter 'Z' on the back of the hood.
Weapon(s): custom indigo with subtle reddish hue Lightsaber pike fitted with stronger metal plating so that it more resembles a metal staff instead of a lightsaber. Oftentimes using it as a nonlethal staff weapon instead of a dangerous cutting weapon commonly associated with the jedi.
434 deathhammer blaster pistol
master duelist - his skills with melee weapons are extremely formidable and very aggressive.
Expert at hand to hand combat. His hand to hand combat skills are fast, mobile and adaptive. He's extremely skilled, but his skills st hand to hand do not match his melee skills.
Ace pilot: as a scavenger, he's spent years traveling space. He knows his way around much of the galaxy. Smuggler routes. He can hold his own in a dog fight, but prefers to avoid space battles. Using speed and maneuverability to zip around the many obstacles in space to avoid any threats.
Escape artist: He has survived thus far, by using his wit and knowing when and how to get himself out of or avoid a dangerous situation. in any situation he's in, he is always planning to leave at a moments notice. To underestimate one's situation is always a poor lapse in judgment.
Very skilled force user. His force skills are deadly and compliment his dueling style. Though his ability here leaves plenty room for improvement as he spent far more time honing his physical combat abilities.
adept dark side user: in Kors's lonely journey, he has felt the power of the dark side in his moments of frustration. He has utilized it to his advantage, but he was not ignorant and did not completely abandon his teachings. He has grown in power thanks to the dark side, but he never fully embraced it and is cautious when using it so never to be fully lured into dark side like his predecessors had taught him to be weary of.
Expert marksman. The blaster was a weapon he had used most of his life. He knows his way around a hand gun and has greatly improved over the years.
Novice medic: He has quite a bit of experiences treating minor wounds, but if something is really serious, Kors is not your guy.
Strength: his combat style is adaptive and thus he can change how he fights an opponent to take advantage of a given situation. His sharp wit and perception allow him to notice many details. Weak points on a target or something in the environment that can be used to his advantage.
Weakness: he cannot instantly change fighting styles on the fly do he primarily does this in 1v1 fights.
Likes: Rewards, knowledge, hard work and adventure
Dislikes: Doing things for free, taking advantage of others, broken promises and guilt tripping
Backstory: Kors spent his earliest years training with the Baran do. He trained with a wooden staff which would swapped for a lightsaber pike only after his exile off his home planet of Dorin. Kors was a fighter. Aggressive in his fighting to the point of accidentally hurting other disciples. His brutal carelessness got him a negative reputation amongst his peers. He wasn't the best and lost his fair share of fights, but he was efficient.
His losses brought out a feeling in him. Anger. Frustration. After being fairly beaten and humbled in a fight against one of his peers, he snapped in the form of unhinged rage. One of the sages had to intervene. He might have been exiled or carefully watched, but he went into self-imposed exile before the sages could figure out what to do with him. Winning was great, but knew he may have gone too far that time. A feeling what would give much regret. He might not ever see his home planet Dorin ever again. He still cared for his people too. He stowed away in a freighter with no clue where it would take him. To Nar Shaddaa it did.
This was his first time away from home, and for the first time, he wasn't sure what to do. He knew what he wanted, but now he had to decide for himself what to do and where to go. He had also never had to worry about when his next meal was or where he laid his head at night. Life changed completely. He was 17 when the freighter landed in Nar Shaddaa. He managed to force persuade one of the freighter crew members to help him. He got a blaster pistol and some credit alongside a few directions in Nar Shaddaa. He didn't know anyone but he had a general idea of where to start.
As a fighter, he took up bounty hunting. Primarily using his staff, slowly gaining proficiency with the blaster. He gained the nickname Iron-jaw Kars. He was ruthless in combat, and preferred targeting pirates, criminals and other scum of Nar Shaddaa. He got a home and better gear. Keeping his old blaster as a trophy commemorating his beginning away from home. He didn't like other bounty hunters. They were mean. Some more ruthless than he was. He made an unlikely friend in the form of Rahurr'lahua. A tusken raider who left his home on tatooine.
Rahurr hated bounty hunting, and somewhat regretted leaving home for fortune. He oftentimes spoke to Kors about his disdain for the greater galaxy as a whole, and wanted to return home some day. A year down the road, he decides to return and brings Kors with him. Kors would prove himself by bringing Rahurr water, and the pearl of a krayt dragon. Rahurr would create his own tusken raider clan, and Kors would be welcomed apart of it. This is where Kors gained the alias of Zaarourr'tsoa'ruursok. He lived with the tusken raider for six months. Learning the language and the customs. He left, but still sometimes visits.
He spent years traveling the galaxy. Visiting places He'd never imagined he'd ever see. He learned quickly that space cruel unkind place. Many die in space without ever knowing if they'd be rescued or not as their ships floated helplessly in space. Some ships were heavily damaged from asteroid fields, some attacked by other ships and left to float in space, others attacked by the strange creatures that live among the stars. Kors had seen some truly horrifying creatures around the stars in the outer rim. Scavenging became a full time job. He enjoyed it more than bounty hunter work. Being a scavenger, smuggling went hand and hand. He even amassed a small crew of 7 crew members. Two gand(Both male), a tognath(female), a twi'lek(female), an anzati(male), three humans(two male, one female), and a ugnaught(male).
This crew lasted three years as the crew members slowly dwindled out. Most of them going off and finding work on their own, or in the unfortunate case for three of them, dying in combat against trandoshan slavers. During During his time as a captain, he made his pike lightsaber at the age of 23. He had made a pike and customized the lightsaber in a way that it would not be immediately recognized at a lightsaber. Aside from abandoned floating ships in space, he enjoyed visiting old ruins. He had managed to keep his force sensitivity a secret from his crew for years. They believed him to be strange with an odd fascination for old jedi/sith relics. Something he wanted them to believe, rather than mistake him for a jedi. age the age of 25, he parted ways with the last three crew members he still called friends. The two gand and the twi'lek. They had remained in his crew for the entire three years and were on good terms even after going their separate ways.
For the next three years, Kors was once again alone in the galaxy. He learned much of the force on his own. He visited five planets in his lonesome travel. Jakku was the first. Dathomir was the second. Kashyyyk was the third, Hoth was the fourth and he briefly went to Malachor. Now these days, he mostly spends his time around the outter rim. Rarely venturing to the core worlds. bouncing around from place to place. Selling scrap and other things he had collected in his time as a scavenger. Hence his current alias, the collector. He's collected a wide variety of things over the years and seeks more. He's learned quite a bit from his time in the Nar Shaddaa black markets. Useful skills, helpful items and so much more. Occasional illegal item or two were a nice addition. Never staying in one location for too long as he always needed to watch his back. continuing to pass off for a common scavenger.
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