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| Callsign: |
Renji  |
| ComNet Rank: |
ComNet Initiate
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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: |
February 5
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| Date Joined: |
June 1, 2007
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| Last Active: |
February 25, 2009 at
3:40:12 PM
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| Number of Posts: |
117 |
| ID Line: |
TRP/PFC Renji/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR] |
| Biography: |
Native Language: Basic
Hair: Long red down to shoulders in a ponytail
Eye Color: Gold
Skin Color: Pale
Height: 6'1
Weight: 165 lbs
Age: 21
Scars: X shaped scar on the left cheek
Full Name: Renji
Home-world: Utapau
As I ran down the street I heard shouting from behind me. I looked back to see the old street vendor that I had robbed for food chasing me with a knife in his hand. That has how its always been where I grew up, to live when you were young you had, to steal and as an adult you had to kill.
I had no parents to care for me. I had never Known either of them. I got by in life by stealing from vendors who were foolish enough to leave their food or what ever they were selling unguarded.
I ran down a back ally only to find I had run in to a dead end. I quickly looked around and found a discarded piece of sharpened metal on the littered ground. I ran over and grabbed it because I knew that if I didn't do some thing the old man would kill me.
"There you are you little punk". I turned to see the vendor standing right behind me. Before I was able to do something he slashed me giving me my scar. He then picked me up and flung me against the ally wall. As I collided with the wall I heard a loud, sickening crunch and felt a rush of pain go through my now limp and useless right arm. The man started advancing toward me with a sinister look on his face.
He was about to kill me when a trooper appeared."Leave that kid a lone,"he said to the old man. The man turned around and started toward him brandishing his Knife and stabbing at the trooper shouting"If you think I'm going to sit idly by and watch this kid steal from me your dead wrong."
Before I knew what was doing I was up and lunging at the man. I kicked him in the knees as I collided with him and sent him sprawling. He got up and turned on me when I heard a shot from a blaster pistol and the man dropped to the ground. I saw the trooper standing there re-holstering his gun. He looked up at me and said "Not bad kid."
He brought me to a building and told me that I should enlist in the army and if I did I wouldn't be hungry and I would be on the way to a good life and that is exactly what I decided to do.
I trained In the army for three years working hard during training. I always got laughed at though because of my origin. No matter how hard I worked or how well I did I never made any progress with the other trainees. the only trooper I could turn to was the trooper that had saved me. I was never able to thank him because one year after I joined the army he died on a mission to take back a key point on Utapau from the rebels.
After I trained for three years I finally became a trooper, I was eighteen then. People stopped laughing and I was finally where I felt like I belonged. |
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TRP/PFC Renji/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]
People have hope because they dont see death standing behind them. |
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