Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Jul 12, 2005 18:26:44 GMT
Name: Hoorex Kwando
Race: Mandalorian
Born on the planet dxun, hoorex grew up with the harsh enviorment...and the sweltering heat. From an early age he had been the best a close pysical combat. That still has not changed.
Faction: Mandalorians
Hoorex is mandalorian, and is not a derserter.
Rank: General, and right-hand man of Mandalore
Hoorex slightly out-ranks the other council of Generals...simply becaus ehe is a close friend to mandalore as well as the best fighter.
Gender: Male
Eyes: An end-less grey
Age: 45
Height: 6' 11"
Weight: 240 lbs.
Main skills:
Hoorex is an expert swordsman, and added by the boost he gets from using his sith weapon, a deadly adversary.
He is also of mandalorian heritage making him immune to mind affecting powers. As well as having a strong ressitance thanks to that AND his training in force resistance with the sith lord, Duncan.
Trainers or Masters:
Mandalore(All around combat)
Duncan(Force resistance, lightsabre combat, swordplay)
Invidius(Force resistance, swordplay)
Celestia(Unarmed fighting techniques)
Ranka(Ranged combat)
Appearece:
(yes...I do have the metal arm)
Occupation: Killing
Subject: Kwando
Edited by duncan
Prologue
The mud felt soft and cold against the recruit's tough Mandalorian skin. His chest was about to rip open it burned so bad. All he heard as he blacked out was the rain hitting his face, as it seemed to drown out everything else; the drill instructor, the other recruits grunts of labor, and the infernal sounds of blasters being fired. The loud shots and noises from the guns especially pissed him off, as the blasters shot incessantly....
The rain could still be heard as he awoke what seemed to be moments later in a hospital sector of the camp on Dxun, his homeworld. He had fainted the first week of training and was ashamed: his clan expected more, he expected more. Soon he was accompanied by a smallish medical droid.
"May I be of assistance, recruit?"
The Mandalorian smiled as he noticed the machine said 'recruit' rather than the protocol which was 'master'. Apparently his superiors thought it amusing that the newcomers were behind the droids in the ranking. As he thought this, the droid continued to beep waiting with its everlasting patients. He soon waved it off. The recruit sat up, but quickly leaned over: his ribs ached with pain. This was brutal, some didn't even survive, but those who did were given the reward above all other rewards: a chance to serve Mandalore as an honored Mandalorian soldier. As he thought of the conquests he'd make if and when he joined the ranks of the grand armada, he completely lost track of time and was abruptly interrupted by Captain Vax, a veteran of the Mandalorian Wars.
"Recruit, you have training to do, NOW!"
His voice quickly escalated to a yell, and before the patient knew it, he was out of the compound and deep in the mud yet again. He forced himself to raise his arms and trudge through the seemingly endless obstacle courses, tests of endurace, and battles. Finally he had been given the chance to show his respect and devotion for the Mandalorians. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Captain Vax had lined the men up in a line the next day for inspection. He was to deem who was worthy for the assignment and who would be a soldier for the rest of their lives. He passed many, and so it seemed that this particular fighter had no chance, until the Captain stood face-to-face and looked into the recruits deep gray eyes. Finally, after what seemed to be hours passed, he motioned for him to go stand among the others.
Yes! I did it! I have brought honor to my clan!
As the recruit thought to himself Vax hollered orders. They were to be set up into groups, brought into the Dxun jungle and find their way out. An easy task for one who had been raised on the world and had done so so many times before. Saying he was cocky would be an understatment. The recruit entered the jungle with his team and was surrounded by what he deemed 'imbeciles'. They were from Mandalore, and didn't know a thing about the harsh terrain. The walked through the jungle complaing and whining, and it sounded more like kids then a Mandalorian patrol. He waved them off, telling them to shut up and continue on the journey. They needed to go through the right path or they may end up in a zakkeg's home or in a patrol of Republic soldiers. Yet they continued to make noise. They were like no hunters he had ever seen, constantly making noise until finally he heard something.
"Why are we out here...?," said the first voice.
"Orders," said the next. It seemed to be much more commanding than the others.
"No reason? Just because the 'Admiral' said so? What, is he a Jedi now?," said the first voice again, more whiney.
"Listen! If you don't shut up then the beasts out there will find us, and you won't even be able to whine anymore, GOT IT!?"
The hypocritical yell seemed to arouse the attention of the recruit's fellow Mandalorians, and they began talking amongst themselves, planning an attack. He told them quietly to stop, that their mission was to get back to camp, but they argued that if they brought in Republic carcasses that they would gain more honor. But still, some others argued against it. And eventually in their bickering, the Republic troopers heard them and fired on sight. He had no choice. He had to attack.
They had surrounded the group of Mandalorians easily. Their numbers where about four times as much as they first expected, and easily dwarfed their own patrol group. The frenzy began not a second later. The Republic pistols would have easily bounced off their armour, if it had been given. But due to Mandalorian tradition, it was needed to act out a mission of honor before granting them access to the armory, and therefore the bolts plundged themselves into their thick skin scarring and mutilating their bodies. Half of the recruits fell within the first five minutes, and the next half soon after. All that was left was the recruit and a smaller mandalorian. They took out there blasters simply on instinct and shot away, not bothering to aim. There where so many it didnt matter, they'd hit 'em anyaway. The had fought the group to a stand-still and finally his comrade turned and ran.
coward...
The rest of the surviving men shot him down within the next few seconds and turned to face the last one, who had stolen a few sonic grenades earlier, just in case they ran into any cannoks. As he threw the grenade, he dived away, covering his ears and waiting for the explosion. It was intense, many of the soldiers were knocked unconscious, in fact, all except for one. The leader. He seemed experienced, seemed to have fought Mandalorians before. Maybe he fought in the Mandalorian Wars.
Probably did. Looks like he has a grudge against my kind...
The man placed his hand on the recruits arms and fired a single shot to the head.
After what seemed to be hours the recruit had heard a small conversation between two of them, waking him up. He kept his eyes closed but listened intensely.
"What happened?," said one.
"Ambushed on a training mission.," said the other.
"Was he alone?," the other responed
"No. He was with more recruits."
"How are they?"
"Gone...," Said the second bluntly.
"And who is this one?"
After minutes of rustling through papers, he finally replied "Hoorex Kwando, member of clan Kwando"
Hoorex heard the words 'gone', and the reaction from the other. He didn't even seem phased. Then the began to speak again.
"So what happened to him?," said the first voice again.
"Head wounds. And he seems to have gone into shock."
"How'd he survive?"
"Another patrol found him at the mercy of a soldier, and they surprised the two of 'em, killed the soldier. The soldier apparently shot him before, but it wasn't a fatal wound."
"Can he still fight?"
"No...He is lucky to be alive..."
At those words something was triggered within Hoorex's mind. He began to convulse, shaking uncontrollably. The doctors tried to calm him and restrain him, but to no avail. And when he stopped, he sat up, and said in a metalic voice.
"[ERROR!] RAGE MODE INITIATED! [ERROR!]"
Bio: Hoorex was a Mandalorian warrior from birth, living only to honor on the battlefield. He was a valued soldier, until, during a battle, flying shrapnel lodged into his forehead. he was knocked into a coma, and when he awoke, he could barely remember any of the accident. He was diagnosed to be schizophrenic by the Mandalorian medics, unfit for work. But when they angered oneof his personalities, a droid calling himself K4-K3, he killed them all in a fit of rage. He was deemed still able to fight, so he works for the Mandalorians now, trying to regain honor until one of his personalities takes over. But when hoorex had gone thru the ranks...finally he was given commandership... he had done he thought impossible...but durring a training session with punk troops he had taken major damge to the head and lost his other personalities...
hoorex had becom a devoted solider and lead the mandalorians to many victories...but once during his private training he had been struck down by lord Invidus! he recieved a mark on his chest and strange powers...
But again he was healed by his best friend duncan...and was welcomed back to the mandalorians and even promoted to general...But that was not enough. he seeked training and weapon of much power so he went to Rhen Varr to find ranka, the nemvahh leader...
Ship: The The Dralshyar, a large Capital ship manned by spacers captured on the planet Raza.
5000m
100reg.missile tubes
20 tractor beams
30 point defence chain-guns
20 heavy dual lazers
20 ion cannons
500 fighters
100 heavy fighters
30 heavy chaingun turrets
heavy shields
hyperdrive
Equipment:Sith Battle armour: This was when he served the Grand Admiral as Commander of the Sith fleets. But this was no ordinary hauberk, it was aglow, emitting a faint red aura, ancient Sith runes were chiseled into the face of the great armor giving it a wicked appearance. The suit was built of armorplast-plated Duranium and Durasteel, made to resemble to a Mandalorian armor but it was darker and more profane. Indeed, this suit was the apex of Imperial Armor Design, various kinds of weapons including plasma cannon, Mandalorians disintegrator, Flame Thrower, Disruptor Guns, Heavy Particle Beam Rifle and rocket launchers were all hidden throughout the suit. But the main weapon was the Kamino Dart Launcher located in the forearms. These deadly darts could kill a rancor in mere second if it was to hit.
Sith Fighter:This was when he served the Grand Admiral as Commander of the Sith fleets. The Durasteel hull of the fighter was reinforce with Mandalorian Iron, the same one that could be found in Hoorex's armor. This metal was nearly indestructible and very rare indeed. Loaded with Proton Torpedos, Concussion Missile, Ion Bombs and other numerous kind of deadly weapons this ship was the perfect combination betwen a bomber and a heavy fighter. But it's main weapon was it's two heavy turbolaser that were located on the rear-side of the ship.
Original armour, Modified by Aedifico:Shell Composition: S.K.I.N. Armor (replaces gold areas of armor): A flexible elastic alloy. It is lightweight but very dense and is harder than titanium. The strength of S.K.I.N. approaches low-grade adamantium. S.K.I.N. can be contracted to fit into a small container or stretched/shaped into another form. The alloy's mysterious properties were developed by Askew Technologies and the exact elements incorporated into the S.K.I.N. remain unknown. Tony has set up the S.K.I.N. of his armor to be stored in a small container. On his command the S.K.I.N. spills out and assumes its default armor shape.
Power Source and Energy Information: Beta Particle Generator and solar power converters.
Control Systems Interface: Cybernetic Interface and Battle Computer.
Weaponry:
*Energy Blade: Similar in appearance to Captain America's [former] photon shield. The
Energy Blade is emitted from Tony's gauntlet and can also be flattened into a shield. A low-power version of the shield can be spread over Tony's entire armor.
*Repulsors: Laser-guided particle beam emission units mounted in the palm of hand.
*Unibeam: Multi-band light and force beam emitter. Can be adjusted for a variety of effects such as search light, heat beams, tractor beam, and lasers.
*Smart Bombs: Housed in the gauntlets and upper chest armor segment serving the dual function of weapon and sensor array.
*Pulse Bolts.
Equipment:
*Sonic Array: Temporarily knocks out anyone with in range.
*Boot Jets (Mark 5): High-speed triple source gyro-stabilized turbines.
*Holographic Projector.
*Cloakingor Chameleon Effect (disabled when Iron Man fires): Gives the armor the illusion of invisibility. Cloaking utilizes a great deal of energy and can only be utilized when the armor is not in combat or is not performing other strenuous activities.
*Energy Absorber: External converter that transforms a variety of energy forms into usable power for the armor. The absorber allows Iron Man to focus energy blasts through Iron Man's unibeam.
Race: Mandalorian
Born on the planet dxun, hoorex grew up with the harsh enviorment...and the sweltering heat. From an early age he had been the best a close pysical combat. That still has not changed.
Faction: Mandalorians
Hoorex is mandalorian, and is not a derserter.
Rank: General, and right-hand man of Mandalore
Hoorex slightly out-ranks the other council of Generals...simply becaus ehe is a close friend to mandalore as well as the best fighter.
Gender: Male
Eyes: An end-less grey
Age: 45
Height: 6' 11"
Weight: 240 lbs.
Main skills:
Hoorex is an expert swordsman, and added by the boost he gets from using his sith weapon, a deadly adversary.
He is also of mandalorian heritage making him immune to mind affecting powers. As well as having a strong ressitance thanks to that AND his training in force resistance with the sith lord, Duncan.
Trainers or Masters:
Mandalore(All around combat)
Duncan(Force resistance, lightsabre combat, swordplay)
Invidius(Force resistance, swordplay)
Celestia(Unarmed fighting techniques)
Ranka(Ranged combat)
Appearece:
(yes...I do have the metal arm)
Occupation: Killing
Subject: Kwando
Edited by duncan
Prologue
The mud felt soft and cold against the recruit's tough Mandalorian skin. His chest was about to rip open it burned so bad. All he heard as he blacked out was the rain hitting his face, as it seemed to drown out everything else; the drill instructor, the other recruits grunts of labor, and the infernal sounds of blasters being fired. The loud shots and noises from the guns especially pissed him off, as the blasters shot incessantly....
The rain could still be heard as he awoke what seemed to be moments later in a hospital sector of the camp on Dxun, his homeworld. He had fainted the first week of training and was ashamed: his clan expected more, he expected more. Soon he was accompanied by a smallish medical droid.
"May I be of assistance, recruit?"
The Mandalorian smiled as he noticed the machine said 'recruit' rather than the protocol which was 'master'. Apparently his superiors thought it amusing that the newcomers were behind the droids in the ranking. As he thought this, the droid continued to beep waiting with its everlasting patients. He soon waved it off. The recruit sat up, but quickly leaned over: his ribs ached with pain. This was brutal, some didn't even survive, but those who did were given the reward above all other rewards: a chance to serve Mandalore as an honored Mandalorian soldier. As he thought of the conquests he'd make if and when he joined the ranks of the grand armada, he completely lost track of time and was abruptly interrupted by Captain Vax, a veteran of the Mandalorian Wars.
"Recruit, you have training to do, NOW!"
His voice quickly escalated to a yell, and before the patient knew it, he was out of the compound and deep in the mud yet again. He forced himself to raise his arms and trudge through the seemingly endless obstacle courses, tests of endurace, and battles. Finally he had been given the chance to show his respect and devotion for the Mandalorians. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Captain Vax had lined the men up in a line the next day for inspection. He was to deem who was worthy for the assignment and who would be a soldier for the rest of their lives. He passed many, and so it seemed that this particular fighter had no chance, until the Captain stood face-to-face and looked into the recruits deep gray eyes. Finally, after what seemed to be hours passed, he motioned for him to go stand among the others.
Yes! I did it! I have brought honor to my clan!
As the recruit thought to himself Vax hollered orders. They were to be set up into groups, brought into the Dxun jungle and find their way out. An easy task for one who had been raised on the world and had done so so many times before. Saying he was cocky would be an understatment. The recruit entered the jungle with his team and was surrounded by what he deemed 'imbeciles'. They were from Mandalore, and didn't know a thing about the harsh terrain. The walked through the jungle complaing and whining, and it sounded more like kids then a Mandalorian patrol. He waved them off, telling them to shut up and continue on the journey. They needed to go through the right path or they may end up in a zakkeg's home or in a patrol of Republic soldiers. Yet they continued to make noise. They were like no hunters he had ever seen, constantly making noise until finally he heard something.
"Why are we out here...?," said the first voice.
"Orders," said the next. It seemed to be much more commanding than the others.
"No reason? Just because the 'Admiral' said so? What, is he a Jedi now?," said the first voice again, more whiney.
"Listen! If you don't shut up then the beasts out there will find us, and you won't even be able to whine anymore, GOT IT!?"
The hypocritical yell seemed to arouse the attention of the recruit's fellow Mandalorians, and they began talking amongst themselves, planning an attack. He told them quietly to stop, that their mission was to get back to camp, but they argued that if they brought in Republic carcasses that they would gain more honor. But still, some others argued against it. And eventually in their bickering, the Republic troopers heard them and fired on sight. He had no choice. He had to attack.
They had surrounded the group of Mandalorians easily. Their numbers where about four times as much as they first expected, and easily dwarfed their own patrol group. The frenzy began not a second later. The Republic pistols would have easily bounced off their armour, if it had been given. But due to Mandalorian tradition, it was needed to act out a mission of honor before granting them access to the armory, and therefore the bolts plundged themselves into their thick skin scarring and mutilating their bodies. Half of the recruits fell within the first five minutes, and the next half soon after. All that was left was the recruit and a smaller mandalorian. They took out there blasters simply on instinct and shot away, not bothering to aim. There where so many it didnt matter, they'd hit 'em anyaway. The had fought the group to a stand-still and finally his comrade turned and ran.
coward...
The rest of the surviving men shot him down within the next few seconds and turned to face the last one, who had stolen a few sonic grenades earlier, just in case they ran into any cannoks. As he threw the grenade, he dived away, covering his ears and waiting for the explosion. It was intense, many of the soldiers were knocked unconscious, in fact, all except for one. The leader. He seemed experienced, seemed to have fought Mandalorians before. Maybe he fought in the Mandalorian Wars.
Probably did. Looks like he has a grudge against my kind...
The man placed his hand on the recruits arms and fired a single shot to the head.
After what seemed to be hours the recruit had heard a small conversation between two of them, waking him up. He kept his eyes closed but listened intensely.
"What happened?," said one.
"Ambushed on a training mission.," said the other.
"Was he alone?," the other responed
"No. He was with more recruits."
"How are they?"
"Gone...," Said the second bluntly.
"And who is this one?"
After minutes of rustling through papers, he finally replied "Hoorex Kwando, member of clan Kwando"
Hoorex heard the words 'gone', and the reaction from the other. He didn't even seem phased. Then the began to speak again.
"So what happened to him?," said the first voice again.
"Head wounds. And he seems to have gone into shock."
"How'd he survive?"
"Another patrol found him at the mercy of a soldier, and they surprised the two of 'em, killed the soldier. The soldier apparently shot him before, but it wasn't a fatal wound."
"Can he still fight?"
"No...He is lucky to be alive..."
At those words something was triggered within Hoorex's mind. He began to convulse, shaking uncontrollably. The doctors tried to calm him and restrain him, but to no avail. And when he stopped, he sat up, and said in a metalic voice.
"[ERROR!] RAGE MODE INITIATED! [ERROR!]"
Bio: Hoorex was a Mandalorian warrior from birth, living only to honor on the battlefield. He was a valued soldier, until, during a battle, flying shrapnel lodged into his forehead. he was knocked into a coma, and when he awoke, he could barely remember any of the accident. He was diagnosed to be schizophrenic by the Mandalorian medics, unfit for work. But when they angered oneof his personalities, a droid calling himself K4-K3, he killed them all in a fit of rage. He was deemed still able to fight, so he works for the Mandalorians now, trying to regain honor until one of his personalities takes over. But when hoorex had gone thru the ranks...finally he was given commandership... he had done he thought impossible...but durring a training session with punk troops he had taken major damge to the head and lost his other personalities...
hoorex had becom a devoted solider and lead the mandalorians to many victories...but once during his private training he had been struck down by lord Invidus! he recieved a mark on his chest and strange powers...
But again he was healed by his best friend duncan...and was welcomed back to the mandalorians and even promoted to general...But that was not enough. he seeked training and weapon of much power so he went to Rhen Varr to find ranka, the nemvahh leader...
Ship: The The Dralshyar, a large Capital ship manned by spacers captured on the planet Raza.
5000m
100reg.missile tubes
20 tractor beams
30 point defence chain-guns
20 heavy dual lazers
20 ion cannons
500 fighters
100 heavy fighters
30 heavy chaingun turrets
heavy shields
hyperdrive
Equipment:Sith Battle armour: This was when he served the Grand Admiral as Commander of the Sith fleets. But this was no ordinary hauberk, it was aglow, emitting a faint red aura, ancient Sith runes were chiseled into the face of the great armor giving it a wicked appearance. The suit was built of armorplast-plated Duranium and Durasteel, made to resemble to a Mandalorian armor but it was darker and more profane. Indeed, this suit was the apex of Imperial Armor Design, various kinds of weapons including plasma cannon, Mandalorians disintegrator, Flame Thrower, Disruptor Guns, Heavy Particle Beam Rifle and rocket launchers were all hidden throughout the suit. But the main weapon was the Kamino Dart Launcher located in the forearms. These deadly darts could kill a rancor in mere second if it was to hit.
Sith Fighter:This was when he served the Grand Admiral as Commander of the Sith fleets. The Durasteel hull of the fighter was reinforce with Mandalorian Iron, the same one that could be found in Hoorex's armor. This metal was nearly indestructible and very rare indeed. Loaded with Proton Torpedos, Concussion Missile, Ion Bombs and other numerous kind of deadly weapons this ship was the perfect combination betwen a bomber and a heavy fighter. But it's main weapon was it's two heavy turbolaser that were located on the rear-side of the ship.
Original armour, Modified by Aedifico:Shell Composition: S.K.I.N. Armor (replaces gold areas of armor): A flexible elastic alloy. It is lightweight but very dense and is harder than titanium. The strength of S.K.I.N. approaches low-grade adamantium. S.K.I.N. can be contracted to fit into a small container or stretched/shaped into another form. The alloy's mysterious properties were developed by Askew Technologies and the exact elements incorporated into the S.K.I.N. remain unknown. Tony has set up the S.K.I.N. of his armor to be stored in a small container. On his command the S.K.I.N. spills out and assumes its default armor shape.
Power Source and Energy Information: Beta Particle Generator and solar power converters.
Control Systems Interface: Cybernetic Interface and Battle Computer.
Weaponry:
*Energy Blade: Similar in appearance to Captain America's [former] photon shield. The
Energy Blade is emitted from Tony's gauntlet and can also be flattened into a shield. A low-power version of the shield can be spread over Tony's entire armor.
*Repulsors: Laser-guided particle beam emission units mounted in the palm of hand.
*Unibeam: Multi-band light and force beam emitter. Can be adjusted for a variety of effects such as search light, heat beams, tractor beam, and lasers.
*Smart Bombs: Housed in the gauntlets and upper chest armor segment serving the dual function of weapon and sensor array.
*Pulse Bolts.
Equipment:
*Sonic Array: Temporarily knocks out anyone with in range.
*Boot Jets (Mark 5): High-speed triple source gyro-stabilized turbines.
*Holographic Projector.
*Cloakingor Chameleon Effect (disabled when Iron Man fires): Gives the armor the illusion of invisibility. Cloaking utilizes a great deal of energy and can only be utilized when the armor is not in combat or is not performing other strenuous activities.
*Energy Absorber: External converter that transforms a variety of energy forms into usable power for the armor. The absorber allows Iron Man to focus energy blasts through Iron Man's unibeam.
