Slavian Redd Honorable Mention: SWSRC E-List "Write the Best Blockade Runner Character" Contest by Evan Hansen |
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Physical Description Short only in stature, Slavian is 1.65 meters tall, weighing in at 80 kilograms. With one of the most physically fit bodies that a human could hope for, he's a force to be reckoned with. He relishes the fact that he's short - it gives him the advantage of surprise in a fight. His numerous altercations over the years have left their mark on Slavian…a scar extending from his right orbital across his pockmarked, bald cranium looks like a mini river running across a lunar landscape. His face is chiseled and defined, and his infamous grin is somewhat toothless - he lost 2 of his front teeth in a fight when he was 17 years of age. He looks much older than a man his age should. His eyes are heavy looking and often have bags under them from a lack of sleep. A tattoo adorns his left forearm, on the underside and another tattoo -of his last name - is inked in across the top of his back in black and red lettering. His dark skin and battered body makes him look like he was raised on a desert planet, or something similar. In fact, however, he was born on Corellia. He has a few odd, physical quirks about him that not many people know about, as Slavian Redd is not a man with an abundance of friends. Firstly, he often walks about his ship naked when alone or in the company of his one true friend, Galen. He claims to "think better that way." He also has a birthmark in the shape of the Emperor's silhouette on his left butt cheek. Obviously, these are facts that he does not publicize. Background Unfortunately for Slavian, much of his past is fairly unknown. He knows that he was born on Corellia and abandoned there as a child. A woman named DeMarsha took him into her care and tried hard to raise him…albeit not very well. As a toddler even, he would get into fights with kids in his school. Quibbling over things like different color finger paints, Slavian would erupt into violent fits. Soon, however, DeMarsha married a smuggler named Gril more because he had decided to take her as his wife than she wanted to be his wife. They moved around the galaxy, with Slavian in tow, for years. Slavian and DeMarsha would get to settle down for a few months in a rural area on whatever planet Gril randomly chose for them to live on while he was away on business. On several occasions, Slavian witnessed Gril beating his adopted mother whom, despite her shortcomings, he loved very much. Perhaps that is where much of the boy's emerging hatred for his father came from. Everyday after school, Slavian would train himself hard…carrying old Bantha bones for miles to train his body and then rebuilding the skeleton to perfection at the end to train the mind. If the bone was not placed right the first time, he would re-carry all the bones to another location. His mother wondered if something was wrong with him, but his teachers all indicated he was a brilliant student and had no problems academically. Socially was another matter. He began to view himself as vastly superior to other students, and even his teacher. His knowledge of the galaxy proved to be more than even his teacher knew…even though Slavian was only 13 at the time. He always paid attention to where his father was taking them, and where they had been. He could point to the sky and identify most of the major systems with little difficulty. By high school, school administrators were proclaiming him a genius and the athletic coaches were touting him as the greatest athlete they'd seen, despite his short height. Slavian excelled in everything, but was often held up socially by his temper and lack of social graces. He was one of the few guys in his class that didn't have any sort of romantic interest at all. Instead, he spent all his time in underground fight circuits and fiddling with electronics at home to center his mind. He strongly believes in keeping the mind and body focused. He fights for the body and learns for the mind. He graduated from high school and decided that it was time for him to head off to higher learning. He didn't want to disappoint his mother who, despite her shortcomings, loved him a great deal. She wanted more than a smuggler's life for Slavian, and he intended to not let her down. He applied and was accepted to a small school that dealt primarily with the sciences. It was on Corellia. At some level, he got his first urges to seek out his original family at this point. He left for school, and returned home at the semester break with a fair amount of civility. Life in college had toned the boy down. At age 18, he was the calmest he'd been since he had been born. No fights. He had a beautiful girlfriend named Dreena. He was in the top portion of his class, and the single best student in the Computer Sciences and Holo-engineering department. He designed an experimental guidance system that was immediately seized by the Empire, which made him immensely proud. He realized that he could probably join the Empire as an Engineer if he wanted. He didn't particularly like the Empire, but he wasn't about to go joining the Rebellion to get killed in some unnecessary battle. And he did hate his father. The Empire was a regular visitor near most of his routes…he could tip them off. These were his thoughts as he traveled by shuttle to back home. He never got the chance to find out if the Empire was right for him. When he arrived home, the first thing he noticed was that his father's speeder was parked outside. So, the bantha-fodder-eating idiot was home. Slavian didn't mind - he just wanted to see his mother…to tell her about all that he had done. He walked into his home to see his father and a bounty hunter standing over his mother's dead body. At first, he was stunned. He was going to give his father the benefit of the doubt for some reason. His father turned and said, "This is Togath. He came for the bounty on my head, but I gave him a poke at your mom to leave me alone. She was gonna squeal, so I had to blast her. Sorry kid." That was it. The bounty hunter that had violated his mother saw nothing but a short blaze of fury flying at his face. Togath hit the ground faster than you can say "Krayt Dragons." The furry alien was immediate laid on his back and left, paralyzed, to drown in his own blood. Slavian stopped short of killing his father though. He broke his father's blaster-shooting arm and said, "I loved her. I hated you. Now, you will know nothing but pain old man. Rot in the hell that you have created for yourself…" Then Slavian left his father's house and went back to Corellia, plotting his revenge. He came to the realization that no amount of physical pain could make up for what he had done to Slavian's mother. So, he decided to beat his father at his father's game. He would take up smuggling. But he wouldn't just be a smuggler…no. His pathetic father was a smuggler. He would be better. He would be a blockade runner - the boldest, cockiest sons-of-bitches alive. He had the brains, he had the brawn…now he just needed the money to get started. He went back to school and finished his degree a full year early, working 2 jobs the entire time. He would program hologames for kids, which paid him well. And he would do illegal computer work for companies looking to gain an edge on competitors. He had a lot of fun in college, but for the whole time he never forgot about his father. He plotted his revenge over and over in his head. It possessed his every thought. And when he got out of school, he was officially a computer and holotechnician. His salary from school and his first few months of work gave him enough money to buy his first ship, "Xeon." It's a small freighter with practically no living room whatsoever, but a ton of power. So the adventure began - Slavian would find any job his father had to do and he would steal it and manage to do another job that was bigger, better and more daring as well. He was beginning to get a reputation that would proceed him. Slavian was a man possessed and his father was pissed. So his father attempted to outsmart him. Gril decided to get his son back by trapping young Slavian. He let Slavian steal another contract from him, but only after he had planted a bomb in the cargo. Slavian took off only to have the rear half of his ship burst into flames. He was protected for a short while in his cockpit. Fortunately, a young man named Galen was in the area, flying about in his YT-1300. He witnessed the Xeon's untimely demise and tried to raise its pilot on com channels. Slavian answered the calls and was saved by Galen. The two immediately hit it off - Galen was a holo technician and droid programmer by profession. The unsalvageable wreckage of the Xeon was hauled in at Slavian's request. He and Galen traced the type of explosive to a dealer in that very same city. No one ever claimed Slavian's father was intelligent. Slavian realized that his own father was behind this, and once again vowed revenge. His desire to learn of his true father (and mother) intensified. What started with the abuse of his mother and continued with the near destruction of Slavian and his ship would end with the obliteration of Gril, Slavian's father. Since that point, Galen and Slavian have wandered the galaxy together, looking for smuggling jobs. He got his tattoo, and got into a nasty fight with a Wookie with a vibroblade that put that nasty scar in his head. He started to like it. Smuggling was getting too easy. Surprisingly perhaps, Slavian found that he missed the adventure in blockade running. Smuggling is kind of being demoted to the minor leagues to one of the best athletes in a sport after you've been a blockade runner and liked it. The two of them are waiting for a chance to get back at Gril… But to do that, they need to get back into the world of blockade running. They need a ship, they need the attitude, and they are getting impatient. Objectives Slavian really has two things on his mind at all times. He can't stand his father, and he wants to get even with him. He wants to see his father die. Part of the way he can do that is to get back into high stakes smuggling and blockade running, just so that he gets back into the crowd with which his father associates. And while that lifestyle is certainly a means to getting his father, he also enjoys it. He likes the rush of battling a bunch of pirates, or outrunning and outgunning some stupid Imps. He likes having a bounty on his head. It gives him a sort of natural high. He also has an intense desire to learn about his real family on Corellia. Slavian hates his adoptive father with a passion, and at some levels just wants someone to associate with home. When he's not busy working with Galen making money to buy their ship or tinkering with some computer system or working out, he's researching his family origins. He sliced into the computer for the Bureau of Family Services (pretty much the only bureau that deals with that sort of thing on Corellia) to get as much info as he could on his own history…not much there. Still, the search continues. Quotes
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This is an original work by Evan Hansen . Format by Tim "Nealos" Salam. |
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