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walkingcarpet- PLAYER INFORMATION
NAME: Sceadu
AGE: 24
PRONOUN OF CHOICE: She and associated
EMAIL ADDRESS: dracogriff (at) gmail.com
AIM SCREENNAME & MAIN PERSONAL LJ ACCOUNT: sceadugesceaft/![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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OTHER CHARACTERS: Riku, Xigbar, Irene, Squall, Tseng and Sephiroth
RESERVED? Yes
- CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: “Chewbacca” (Joe Boxer)
CODENAME: None
SERIES/SOURCE: Star Wars
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
OCCUPATION: Mechanic, Han’s TA, and not-quite-entirely-retired smuggler
BACKGROUND: Some mutants are lucky enough to have a normal life before their powers kick in. Young Joe wasn’t one of them. Born with an unusual and rather unfortunate birth defect that left him with a throat structure that made speaking difficult at best and not terribly understandably at that, his parents abandoned him at an early age instead of putting in the effort that raising him would have required.
And that would have been the end of things, had it not been for a young mother who happened by not long thereafter and took him in.
As it turned out, the woman was one of the Morlocks, out on a rare peaceful adventure and had jumped on what she’d seen as a change to win a new recruit at a young age. Fortunately enough, he took quite well to life underground, and even managed to find someone to teach him sign language, since talking was an effort best left as a last resort. And thus life went on for a time, with no further indication that he was a mutant at all.
Puberty changed everything. Where most people only have to deal with one or two inconvenient changes, Joe’s body seemed to be inclined to throw everything it possibly could at him, as well as superstrength. Needless to say, things were thrown more than a little out of whack for a while, before finally settling down, leaving a much changed Joe Baker behind - and one his own parents would have been hard pressed to recognize, under all the hair. He didn’t really mind the changes, though. He’d already been odd; this simply gave him another explanation for that oddness.
It was about this time that he also felt the first stirrings of wanderlust. He’d lived underground all his life, with only stories of the world aboveground and so he decided that it was - quite simply - time that he went up there for himself. His first trip was a short one, but it made enough of an impression on him that it wasn’t the only he made. Since his trips were generally harmless and he didn’t stay out for long, most people simply looked the other way. And then one day one of his simple little tricks went wrong. On a whim, he’d decided to disguise himself as an abnormally hairy guy in order to get in closer to the major hustle and bustle of the city. It even would have worked, had it not been for an untimely encounter with a few off-duty airmen, who had a few unlovely words to say about the sight. Words became insults, and then insults became an out and out brawl. Outnumbered and unwilling to use the entirety of his strength in what was essentially self-defense, things weren’t looking good for the young man.
Fortunately, luck was with him, albeit not in a way he might have expected: a ranking officer joined the fight to help him, since the airmen hadn’t listened to his calls to stand down. With his help, the tide was turned and when the fight broke up two men were dead; the rest had run - presumably to fetch the authorities. Not wishing to get arrested, Joe and the officer (whose name was Han Solo) ran. Once they were safely past the danger, explanations and introductions followed, awkward though the former was and his name came out sounding rather like ‘Chewbacca’ - although that, he was at least used to.
With their life on the wrong side of the law thus thoroughly kicked off, Han and Chewie turned to smuggling to make a living. True, at first Han was sort indifferent at best about being followed around, but it was Chewie’s belief that he owed Han his life and he had no intention of leaving until he’d repaid the debt and eventually the two of them became friends and partners, with Chewie acting as Han’s co-pilot. As for their smuggling, that was done for most anyone who hired them, provided they were willing to pay. One of the most common was a thoroughly obese man known as Jabba Hutt. As a matter of fact, it wouldn’t be any stretch of the imagination to say that they were Jabba’s favorite method of transporting illegal cargo. However, everything changed when they had to hurriedly get rid of a load in order to escape from a group of over-enthusiastic customs officials. To say Jabba was unpleased by this turn of events would be an understatement and when it became apparent that his payment would not be forthcoming in anything resembling a timely manner, Jabba resorted to what he saw as the most reasonable option: he set a bounty on Han’s head, with the intention of having him dragged back and made an example of. Not surprisingly, neither of them are particularly enthused by this, and after having to take care of a bounty hunter while on their way to visit Chewie’s family for the holidays, they decide that perhaps it would be best if they laid low for a while. However, since Chewie wasn’t going to leave his family, Han left first, heading for Xavier’s in hopes that it would provide a safe haven for them until they could acquire Jabba’s money.
Chewie followed later, after the holidays were over, traveling mostly by lesser-traveled paths and mostly at night, since large, hairy beings tend to draw a good deal of unwelcome attention.
PERSONALITY: While it might be easy to assume that Chewbacca is little more than a brute going on appearance and the fact that he doesn’t speak much, the truth is very nearly the exact opposite. He might not have had a normal education, but that hardly means he’s not capable and there’s certainly no denying that he’s quite a dab hand with electronics and isn’t at all above spending his free time trying to wring a bit more power out of the assorted bits and pieces of the Falcon.
He can be stubborn, and quick to anger - and dislikes losing - but once given, his loyalty is unwavering and in the case of a life debt (like with Han) that loyalty extends any family members of the individual as well. He would die to protect them if he had, and without hesitation. Of course, he’d much rather fight than die: he has the heart of a warrior, be it for good or ill with more than enough bravery to match it.
He also has a tendency to act as Han’s conscience from time to time.
APPEARANCE: Whatever he might have looked like once, there’s no denying that Chewbacca is pretty hard to not notice, mostly for the fact that he’s covered from head to foot in long brownish fur, although the fact that he’s easily seven feet tall doesn’t really hurt matters either. Since his fur acts as a more than adequate covering, he doesn’t much bother with clothes, save for a bandolier on occasion.
Basically, he looks like Bigfoot - and yes, he has been mistaken for the same.
POWERS: Apart from the fact that he’s ridiculously furry, the most noticeable one is superstrength, plain and simple. He’s not exactly up to, say, carrying cars around, but he’s basically ended up as the one who takes care of the majority of heavier lifting - not to say that Han doesn’t pull his own weight, of course.
He also has what is best described as a sort of mild technoempathy. He’s not particularly good at creating things on the fly, but what he is good at is telling where things are going wrong and coming up with a variety of ways to fix it.
ANYTHING ELSE?: While he is capable of human speech, the fact that it’s both extremely awkward for him and not particularly coherent to anyone else means that he tends to resort to either sign language, or, more likely, a variety of thoroughly expressive growls.
He’ll also be bringing his bowcaster with him: this a sort of laser crossbow that works by firing the quarrels through a static energy field. Unfortunately, it pretty much requires superhuman strength to actually cock it, thanks to the mechanisms that provide the requisite energy. As far as range goes, it maxes out at about 150 feet (50 meters); the bandolier that he has a tendency to wear carries more than a few spare quarrels for it.
(Excelsior!)
NAME: Sceadu
AGE: 24
PRONOUN OF CHOICE: She and associated
EMAIL ADDRESS: dracogriff (at) gmail.com
AIM SCREENNAME & MAIN PERSONAL LJ ACCOUNT: sceadugesceaft/
hitokiri_nekoOTHER CHARACTERS: Riku, Xigbar, Irene, Squall, Tseng and Sephiroth
RESERVED? Yes
- CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: “Chewbacca” (Joe Boxer)
CODENAME: None
SERIES/SOURCE: Star Wars
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
OCCUPATION: Mechanic, Han’s TA, and not-quite-entirely-retired smuggler
BACKGROUND: Some mutants are lucky enough to have a normal life before their powers kick in. Young Joe wasn’t one of them. Born with an unusual and rather unfortunate birth defect that left him with a throat structure that made speaking difficult at best and not terribly understandably at that, his parents abandoned him at an early age instead of putting in the effort that raising him would have required.
And that would have been the end of things, had it not been for a young mother who happened by not long thereafter and took him in.
As it turned out, the woman was one of the Morlocks, out on a rare peaceful adventure and had jumped on what she’d seen as a change to win a new recruit at a young age. Fortunately enough, he took quite well to life underground, and even managed to find someone to teach him sign language, since talking was an effort best left as a last resort. And thus life went on for a time, with no further indication that he was a mutant at all.
Puberty changed everything. Where most people only have to deal with one or two inconvenient changes, Joe’s body seemed to be inclined to throw everything it possibly could at him, as well as superstrength. Needless to say, things were thrown more than a little out of whack for a while, before finally settling down, leaving a much changed Joe Baker behind - and one his own parents would have been hard pressed to recognize, under all the hair. He didn’t really mind the changes, though. He’d already been odd; this simply gave him another explanation for that oddness.
It was about this time that he also felt the first stirrings of wanderlust. He’d lived underground all his life, with only stories of the world aboveground and so he decided that it was - quite simply - time that he went up there for himself. His first trip was a short one, but it made enough of an impression on him that it wasn’t the only he made. Since his trips were generally harmless and he didn’t stay out for long, most people simply looked the other way. And then one day one of his simple little tricks went wrong. On a whim, he’d decided to disguise himself as an abnormally hairy guy in order to get in closer to the major hustle and bustle of the city. It even would have worked, had it not been for an untimely encounter with a few off-duty airmen, who had a few unlovely words to say about the sight. Words became insults, and then insults became an out and out brawl. Outnumbered and unwilling to use the entirety of his strength in what was essentially self-defense, things weren’t looking good for the young man.
Fortunately, luck was with him, albeit not in a way he might have expected: a ranking officer joined the fight to help him, since the airmen hadn’t listened to his calls to stand down. With his help, the tide was turned and when the fight broke up two men were dead; the rest had run - presumably to fetch the authorities. Not wishing to get arrested, Joe and the officer (whose name was Han Solo) ran. Once they were safely past the danger, explanations and introductions followed, awkward though the former was and his name came out sounding rather like ‘Chewbacca’ - although that, he was at least used to.
With their life on the wrong side of the law thus thoroughly kicked off, Han and Chewie turned to smuggling to make a living. True, at first Han was sort indifferent at best about being followed around, but it was Chewie’s belief that he owed Han his life and he had no intention of leaving until he’d repaid the debt and eventually the two of them became friends and partners, with Chewie acting as Han’s co-pilot. As for their smuggling, that was done for most anyone who hired them, provided they were willing to pay. One of the most common was a thoroughly obese man known as Jabba Hutt. As a matter of fact, it wouldn’t be any stretch of the imagination to say that they were Jabba’s favorite method of transporting illegal cargo. However, everything changed when they had to hurriedly get rid of a load in order to escape from a group of over-enthusiastic customs officials. To say Jabba was unpleased by this turn of events would be an understatement and when it became apparent that his payment would not be forthcoming in anything resembling a timely manner, Jabba resorted to what he saw as the most reasonable option: he set a bounty on Han’s head, with the intention of having him dragged back and made an example of. Not surprisingly, neither of them are particularly enthused by this, and after having to take care of a bounty hunter while on their way to visit Chewie’s family for the holidays, they decide that perhaps it would be best if they laid low for a while. However, since Chewie wasn’t going to leave his family, Han left first, heading for Xavier’s in hopes that it would provide a safe haven for them until they could acquire Jabba’s money.
Chewie followed later, after the holidays were over, traveling mostly by lesser-traveled paths and mostly at night, since large, hairy beings tend to draw a good deal of unwelcome attention.
PERSONALITY: While it might be easy to assume that Chewbacca is little more than a brute going on appearance and the fact that he doesn’t speak much, the truth is very nearly the exact opposite. He might not have had a normal education, but that hardly means he’s not capable and there’s certainly no denying that he’s quite a dab hand with electronics and isn’t at all above spending his free time trying to wring a bit more power out of the assorted bits and pieces of the Falcon.
He can be stubborn, and quick to anger - and dislikes losing - but once given, his loyalty is unwavering and in the case of a life debt (like with Han) that loyalty extends any family members of the individual as well. He would die to protect them if he had, and without hesitation. Of course, he’d much rather fight than die: he has the heart of a warrior, be it for good or ill with more than enough bravery to match it.
He also has a tendency to act as Han’s conscience from time to time.
APPEARANCE: Whatever he might have looked like once, there’s no denying that Chewbacca is pretty hard to not notice, mostly for the fact that he’s covered from head to foot in long brownish fur, although the fact that he’s easily seven feet tall doesn’t really hurt matters either. Since his fur acts as a more than adequate covering, he doesn’t much bother with clothes, save for a bandolier on occasion.
Basically, he looks like Bigfoot - and yes, he has been mistaken for the same.
POWERS: Apart from the fact that he’s ridiculously furry, the most noticeable one is superstrength, plain and simple. He’s not exactly up to, say, carrying cars around, but he’s basically ended up as the one who takes care of the majority of heavier lifting - not to say that Han doesn’t pull his own weight, of course.
He also has what is best described as a sort of mild technoempathy. He’s not particularly good at creating things on the fly, but what he is good at is telling where things are going wrong and coming up with a variety of ways to fix it.
ANYTHING ELSE?: While he is capable of human speech, the fact that it’s both extremely awkward for him and not particularly coherent to anyone else means that he tends to resort to either sign language, or, more likely, a variety of thoroughly expressive growls.
He’ll also be bringing his bowcaster with him: this a sort of laser crossbow that works by firing the quarrels through a static energy field. Unfortunately, it pretty much requires superhuman strength to actually cock it, thanks to the mechanisms that provide the requisite energy. As far as range goes, it maxes out at about 150 feet (50 meters); the bandolier that he has a tendency to wear carries more than a few spare quarrels for it.
(Excelsior!)
