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| Callsign: |
D-Crowe  |
| ComNet Rank: |
ComNet Novice
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| Avatar: |
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| Division(s): |
VE - Stormtrooper Corps
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| Gender: |
Male
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| Species: |
Human
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| Birthday: |
March 19
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| Date Joined: |
May 2, 2008
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| Last Active: |
July 8, 2011 at
10:37:24 PM
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| Number of Posts: |
66 |
| Web Page: |
http://www.myspace.com/zodiac1989 |
| ID Line: |
TRP/PFC D-Crowe/1SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/Tadath/VEA/VE |
| Biography: |
Native Language: Galactic Basic, understands Shyriiwook
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Pale White
Height: 6'
Weight: 185lbs.
Age: 19
Full Name: Darien Crowe
Physical Build: Muscular but not ripped sort of toned
Home world: Coruscant
Talents/Skills
Computers
History:
Darien chases after Kyle laughing, “I’m going to catch you!” He’s five years old; the air smells faintly of the leaves of the Wroshyr trees, and sunshine. Suddenly Darien trips over a root and falls down scraping his knee. Kyle runs over to him, “Are you alright?” He asks a worried look on his face. D gets up sniffling, “I scraped my knee” Immediately D heads inside to find Natasha, his mother, “Mama, I fell and scraped my knee,” he tells her as he dries the tears from his eyes. Natasha gets up from writing her report and gets the bacta spray. “It’s going to be okay,” she tells him in a soothing voice. “Thank you, mama!” D exclaims happily as he runs out of the house to find Kyle.
Several years pass, and D is now 13, his dad, Vladimir, decides it’s time for him to learn the family business, so he buys D his first blaster pistol, “Wow! Thanks dad!” D says as his father shows him the pistol. “Come on son, we’re going to the shooting range.” Vlad says smiling. On the way there D gently handles the pistol, feeling it’s cold weight in his hand. They arrive at the range and Vlad shows D how to hold it and how to turn it on. D hears a low hum coming from the gun as he switches the safety off. He carefully aims at the target, which looks like a New Republic trooper, and pulls the trigger; he feels the heat from the bolt as it leaves the gun and hits the target in the left arm. “Nice shot!” Vlad tells his son, patting him on the back. It was the happiest moment of D’s life, aside from the birth of his brother, Alexei, the year before.
A few more years pass, D is 16. He’s at lunch at school when he gets the news that there has been a Wookie uprising near where he lives. With permission from his teacher, he rushes home. Seeing a dead trooper lying on the ground, he stops and picks up his E-11 Rifle, checking to see if it’s loaded, and fastens the trooper’s utility belt around his waist. He makes his way to his home, but when he arrives he sees the bodies of his parents and his little brother lying on the ground with three wookies standing over them. In a fit of rage he screams and starts shooting at the Wookies, he injures two of them. The third Wookie charges him and slices him across the eye with his blade. D immediately pulls the trigger and fires several bolts directly into the Wookies chest, killing him. D stumbles towards the bodies of his dead family, the air smells of death and blaster fire. Sadly D drops to his knees and screams a primal scream as loud as he can. A few minutes later, SGT. Dalarik arrives with a squad of troopers. D rises from the ground and looks the Sergeant right in the eyes, “Teach me how to kill. So that I can stop things like this from happening to anyone else,” he demands.
more to come later
Personality: Dry sense of humor and relatively moderate temperament. Will kill when told to do so. |
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TRP/PFC D-Crowe/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE   A10 Slicer D-Crowe Wiki- OOC:
- All your Base are belong to us!
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