Open Star Wars Renegades

[Frontier Master]

this Rp will focus on a group of bounty hunters / smugglers / renegades roughly 100 BBY (before Episode IV)
The rp has no real overarching storyline instead it's just a day to day existence to within the Starwars universe

Rules
No being a Sith or Jedi knight (Jedi outcasts and grey Jedi will require my approval before acceptance)
No god mod
No you cannot have a light saber unless you can justify it with acceptable reasoning to me
Please refrain from being related to characters from Star Wars Lore
Force sensitivity again is another area I would prefer to steer away from but if you can justify it I can let it slide

The primary ship used in this rp will be a modified VCX-100 light freighter (the ghost from rebels) named the shadow

Roles on the ship (these are just rough ideas if you have any better ones please let me know):
Main pilot (@Ry_Burst
Mechanic (me)
Weapons expert (@Dapper_Cat
Medic (@Generation Sect
Science officer (@ProfessorSticks
Other (@X3n0 Jake

Character bios (all fields required)
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Species:
Personality:
Role:
Appearance:
Clothes/armor:
Weapon(s):
Backstory:

Here's mine
Name: Ajax Kandor
Gender: Male
Age: unknown looks around 27
Species: Chiggnish (Scorpion human hybrid)
Homeworld: Mandalor
Personality: Calm under pressure and a natural problem solver Ajax prefers to be around machines instead of people, he is always fidgeting or tinkering with something and thinking up new ways to improve the Shadow
Role: Mechanic and original owner of the ship
Appearance: appearing mostly human except for his eyes which glow red and orange, oh and of course his tail which can be used as a third arm for some tasks or as a weapon or tool on missions
Other than that Ajax is medium height with average features, Ajax has medium length brown hair with red and orange highlights often tied back in a small whale spurt from the back of his head
Clothes/armor: Grey mandalorian armor with red and orange decals and paint
Weapons: a pair of hand guns which combine to form a sniper rifle (like arkham knights) and a multi tool which can fire stun blasts and function as a bladed weapon
Backstory: Born and raised in a lower class family on mandalor Ajax often had to fix broken household items with whatever he could scavenge. Around the age of 16 he joined a smugglers crew hoping to gain enough credits to buy his own ship one day
9 years later after saving every credit he could he bought the shadow and set to work finding a crew to staff it with him

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Chiggnash (Chiggnash)

 

[Ry_Burst]

I'm interested. I can't have my form up for a while, but I call dibs on Main Pilot/ Negotiator, (which is vital for a group of smugglers)

 

[Dapper_Cat]

Just thought I should mention this: Mandalorians are a culture, not a race. Anybody of any race could, theoretically, become a Mandalorian.

Name: Chakkra
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Species: Trianii (A large, feline, bipedal race, link below)
Personality: Chakkra is loud and energetic, and loves to practice her aim on something. She's usually easy to get along with.
Role: Weapons Expert
Appearance: Chakkra has white fur, with black and rust-colored patches on her face and along her back, similar to a calico or tortoiseshell cat. Chakkra's tail is is white with splotches of rust-colored patched along it, and a black tail tip. She stands at the average height for a Trianii, which is two meters tall, almost as tall as a Wookiee.
Clothes/armor: Chakkra wears Republic Trooper armor from during the Great Galactic War thousands of years prior, save for the fact she does not have a helmet. Instead, she wears a green bandanna around her neck. The armor is primarily black, with green on it that looks like it was randomly spray-painted.
Weapon(s): An AB-75 bo-rifle and a simple holdout blaster pistol.
Backstory: Chakkra was born on Nar Shaddaa to a poor family. There, she did odd jobs to help pay for food to be put on the table, some of which weren't exactly legal. After doing enough jobs for the same employer, she was recruited to help smuggle some guns passed Republic authorities. She accepted, and the job went off without a hitch. She had become good friends with the pilot of the ship they were smuggling the supplies on, a female Twi'lek named Acara. Acara helped Chakkra smuggle her family to Naboo, and there, Chakkra used the credits she earned to get her family a good home. After making sure her parents had gotten well-paying jobs, she went off on her own to make her fortune.
Other: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Trianii/Legends (Trianii/Legends)

 

[Generation Sect]

Name: Pask
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Species: Trandoshan
Personality: Rather irritable, hates that people even get injured in the first. Deep down he may actually enjoy being a smuggler.
Role: Medic
Appearance: A typical scaly Trandoshan with orange skin and yellow eyes. Has multiple black blotches on his skin, and they are slowly spreading, mostly coming from his right arm.
Clothes/Armour: He wears black plated armour, with multiple tubes inserted into areas. He can remove these serums to use them. Underneath, he wears a full body covering thin layer of fibers, connecting the armour and his body.
Weapons: DL-18, harmful or beneficial serums.
Backstory: Pask has changed a lot since his youth. Once an excellent Trandoshan hunter, he had the respect of his people and a profitable future ahead of him. That didn't exactly work out. In reckless pursuit of his ultimate prey, a rare Albino wookie. He hoped to win his father's approval by bringing back the body of his species' enemies. Chasing him across the system, he found himself on an abandoned and wild planet, where he was bitten by some sort of plant, leaving a black blotch on his arm. Feeling unable to go on, he returned home a disgrace, only to discover later that the unknown poison was starting to nullify his regenerative abilities. Giving up on hunting, he wanted to make something out of his healing factor before it left. Now an outcast, he managed to make a serum, to replicate it. A risky yet fast way to heal. However, due to the eventual nullification of his factor, he could no longer use it on himself. This is his job now, using what he has to survive.

 

[Frontier Master]

Name: Pask
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Species: Trandoshan
Personality: Rather irritable, hates that people even get injured in the first. Deep down he may actually enjoy being a smuggler.
Role: Medic
Appearance: A typical scaly Trandoshan with orange skin and yellow eyes. Has multiple black blotches on his skin, and they are slowly spreading, mostly coming from his right arm.
Clothes/Armour: He wears black plated armour, with multiple tubes inserted into areas. He can remove these serums to use them. Underneath, he wears a full body covering thin layer of fibers, connecting the armour and his body.
Weapons: DL-18, harmful or beneficial serums.
Backstory: Pask has changed a lot since his youth. Once an excellent Trandoshan hunter, he had the respect of his people and a profitable future ahead of him. That didn't exactly work out. In reckless pursuit of his ultimate prey, a rare Albino wookie. He hoped to win his father's approval by bringing back the body of his species' enemies. Chasing him across the system, he found himself on an abandoned and wild planet, where he was bitten by some sort of plant, leaving a black blotch on his arm. Feeling unable to go on, he returned home a disgrace, only to discover later that the unknown poison was starting to nullify his regenerative abilities. Giving up on hunting, he wanted to make something out of his healing factor before it left. Now an outcast, he managed to make a serum, to replicate it. A risky yet fast way to heal. However, due to the eventual nullification of his factor, he could no longer use it on himself. This is his job now, using what he has to survive.

I'm interested. I can't have my form up for a while, but I call dibs on Main Pilot/ Negotiator, (which is vital for a group of smugglers)

Just thought I should mention this: Mandalorians are a culture, not a race. Anybody of any race could, theoretically, become a Mandalorian.

Name: Chakkra
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Species: Trianii (A large, feline, bipedal race, link below)
Personality: Chakkra is loud and energetic, and loves to practice her aim on something. She's usually easy to get along with.
Role: Weapons Expert
Appearance: Chakkra has white fur, with black and rust-colored patches on her face and along her back, similar to a calico or tortoiseshell cat. Chakkra's tail is is white with splotches of rust-colored patched along it, and a black tail tip. She stands at the average height for a Trianii, which is two meters tall, almost as tall as a Wookiee.
Clothes/armor: Chakkra wears Republic Trooper armor from during the Great Galactic War thousands of years prior, save for the fact she does not have a helmet. Instead, she wears a green bandanna around her neck. The armor is primarily black, with green on it that looks like it was randomly spray-painted.
Weapon(s): An AB-75 bo-rifle and a simple holdout blaster pistol.
Backstory: Chakkra was born on Nar Shaddaa to a poor family. There, she did odd jobs to help pay for food to be put on the table, some of which weren't exactly legal. After doing enough jobs for the same employer, she was recruited to help smuggle some guns passed Republic authorities. She accepted, and the job went off without a hitch. She had become good friends with the pilot of the ship they were smuggling the supplies on, a female Twi'lek named Acara. Acara helped Chakkra smuggle her family to Naboo, and there, Chakkra used the credits she earned to get her family a good home. After making sure her parents had gotten well-paying jobs, she went off on her own to make her fortune.
Other: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Trianii/Legends (Trianii/Legends)

All three accepted

 

[Ry_Burst]

• Name: Warren Dulvac
• Gender: Male
  
• Age: 25
• Species: Nagai
• Personality: Like his species, he loves his own unique personal style. His style is a reckless, but cool persona. He often wears sunglasses when he is piloting, which is reckless, but very good and efficient. He is a great pilot, with a great ego to match. He knows quite a few languages, due to being raised within smugglers, where the more languages you know, the more money you make. He is pretty hotheaded, and makes a lot of risks, but still he is a great negotiator, and will twist words and is a smooth talker for sure. He is even prone to resort to fighting if needed. He loves a good rumble. He is an impulsive gambler and loves a good game of cards.
  
• Role: Main Pilot/ Negotiator
  
• Appearance: Like his race he has pale blue skin, and he stands at about 5'9". His hair is pitch black, and messy, adding an extra inch to his height. His face is angular, and he always seems to have a childlike grin, plastered upon his face.
  
• Clothes/Armor: He wears a skin tight black t-shirt, with a dusty brown leather jacket over it. He wears black trousers, with a leather knife sheath strapped to his left thigh. He also wears black shoes, with tight laces. He has a sheath for his shotgun, strapped across his back, and a one strapped satchel for his other items. He has a left chest pocket on his jacket, which he stores a pair of black aviator sunglasses.
  
• Weapons: He was four weapons, each with it's own purpose, or reason for having it. The first is a curved knife that he keeps on his leg sheath, which was a birthright from his real parent. The other three are an electric bo staff, shotgun, and a pistol, all designed by the Givin, Blank. The electric bo staff when deactivated looks much like a light saber, with the exterior plating of it, from an actual lightsaber. However it contains none of the actual internal parts of a lightaber, and cannot function as one. However it is equipped with a close range EMP, to deactivate enemy equipment. Pole extend from both sides, that are equipped with shock generators on each ends to make it a good melee weapon, that he keeps in his bag, or clipped to his waist, when he wants to make it seem like he has a lightsaber (for intimidation). The shotgun, is similar in shape to a Magnum, but has a plasma bolt, and is made for quick and easy sheathing and unsheathing. Reloading, however takes a few seconds, that could be vital in the battlefield. The pistol is similar to a clone trooper pistol, except for a few adjustments to the design, courtesy of Blank. Warren often uses this pistol for dealing, gambling, or for a fun game of Russian Roulette.
  
• Backstory: Warren's birth is unrecorded, and he never met his parents. As soon he was born, he was given to his adoptive father, a Devaronian named Satiru, who was the leader of a smuggling group, that consisted of him, a drunken Jenet, a mute Rishii, and a Givin who only went by Blank. It was a weird family, but it was Warren's and he was raised by these men. Blank, who was a mechanic and weapon expert, built Warren a few things, a shotgun, electric bo staff, and a pistol, when he turned 15, and Satiru dropped him off on Tantooine, claiming it was the boy's time to make it on his own. He stayed on planet for about four years, acting much like a street rat, stealing, bartering, and rasing funds. Then he planet hopped when he was 19, and has been doing this for a while now, perfecting his pilot skills, that his adoptive father taught him, and gathering credits, and gear, so he could eventually join a smuggler crew of his own.

Spoiler: Species Links

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nagai (Nagai)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Devaronian/Legends (Devaronian/Legends)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jenet (Jenet)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rishii (Rishii)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Givin/Legends (Givin/Legends)

 

[Frontier Master]

• Name: Warren Dulvac
• Gender: Male
  
• Age: 25
• Species: Nagai
• Personality: Like his species, he loves his own unique personal style. His style is a reckless, but cool persona. He often wears sunglasses when he is piloting, which is reckless, but very good and efficient. He is a great pilot, with a great ego to match. He knows quite a few languages, due to being raised within smugglers, where the more languages you know, the more money you make. He is pretty hotheaded, and makes a lot of risks, but still he is a great negotiator, and will twist words and is a smooth talker for sure. He is even prone to resort to fighting if needed. He loves a good rumble. He is an impulsive gambler and loves a good game of cards.
  
• Role: Main Pilot/ Negotiator
  
• Appearance: Like his race he has pale blue skin, and he stands at about 5'9". His hair is pitch black, and messy, adding an extra inch to his height. His face is angular, and he always seems to have a childlike grin, plastered upon his face.
  
• Clothes/Armor: He wears a skin tight black t-shirt, with a dusty brown leather jacket over it. He wears black trousers, with a leather knife sheath strapped to his left thigh. He also wears black shoes, with tight laces. He has a sheath for his shotgun, strapped across his back, and a one strapped satchel for his other items. He has a left chest pocket on his jacket, which he stores a pair of black aviator sunglasses.
  
• Weapons: He was four weapons, each with it's own purpose, or reason for having it. The first is a curved knife that he keeps on his leg sheath, which was a birthright from his real parent. The other three are an electric bo staff, shotgun, and a pistol, all designed by the Givin, Blank. The electric bo staff when deactivated looks much like a light saber, with the exterior plating of it, from an actual lightsaber. However it contains none of the actual internal parts of a lightaber, and cannot function as one. However it is equipped with a close range EMP, to deactivate enemy equipment. Pole extend from both sides, that are equipped with shock generators on each ends to make it a good melee weapon, that he keeps in his bag, or clipped to his waist, when he wants to make it seem like he has a lightsaber (for intimidation). The shotgun, is similar in shape to a Magnum, but has a plasma bolt, and is made for quick and easy sheathing and unsheathing. Reloading, however takes a few seconds, that could be vital in the battlefield. The pistol is similar to a clone trooper pistol, except for a few adjustments to the design, courtesy of Blank. Warren often uses this pistol for dealing, gambling, or for a fun game of Russian Roulette.
  
• Backstory: Warren's birth is unrecorded, and he never met his parents. As soon he was born, he was given to his adoptive father, a Devaronian named Satiru, who was the leader of a smuggling group, that consisted of him, a drunken Jenet, a mute Rishii, and a Givin who only went by Blank. It was a weird family, but it was Warren's and he was raised by these men. Blank, who was a mechanic and weapon expert, built Warren a few things, a shotgun, electric bo staff, and a pistol, when he turned 15, and Satiru dropped him off on Tantooine, claiming it was the boy's time to make it on his own. He stayed on planet for about four years, acting much like a street rat, stealing, bartering, and rasing funds. Then he planet hopped when he was 19, and has been doing this for a while now, perfecting his pilot skills, that his adoptive father taught him, and gathering credits, and gear, so he could eventually join a smuggler crew of his own.

Spoiler: Species Links

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nagai (Nagai)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Devaronian/Legends (Devaronian/Legends)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jenet (Jenet)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rishii (Rishii)
http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Givin/Legends (Givin/Legends)

Accepted

 

[X3n0 Jake]

Hey, this looks pretty cool! Don't see too many Star Wars RP's around!

Name: Iyo Melsi
Gender: Male
Age: 42
Species: Weequay
Personality: Iy likes to deceive everyone, even his own friends. He never went at least one day without messing with someone, whether verbally or physically. He enjoys a good shootout. He would generally be described as insane and reckless by anyone who knew him personally. He also just outright hates law enforcement.
Role: kind of a multi tool when it comes to roles. He basically is the substitute teacher for a role if someone can't do the role.
Appearance: Tan skin, small pony tail, red eyes. Other than that, no distinguishing features.
Clothes/armor: Wears a grey shirt with armor plating over it, brown shorts and black boots. He wears a bandanna that has many different symbols written in vibrant colors.
Weapon(s): Weequay pistol (a gift from a friend) and several weapons obtained from trandoshans he killed, a LJ-50 concussion rifle, Accelerated Charged Particle Array Rifle (ACPAR) and a trandoshan knuckle plate vibroblade and of course, you can't have a party without thermal detonators.
Backstory: Iyo grew up as a slave. He was owned by trandoshans and was forced to wait until he was 20 so he could be sold. He killed his trandoshan owner and took his weapons. He escaped and became a mercenary. He usually is just waiting for a buyer to come around to hire him. The rest of his past is lost, as no one recorded it and Iyo never talks about it.

 

[Formerly Known as Sticks]

Name: Phobetor
Gender: Male
Age: It is unknown, but he looks to be about 30 in human years.
Species: Umbaran (Wookiepedia Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Umbaran/Legends (Umbaran/Legends)) He has honed his species' skills, allowing him to read minds and more easily influence others' will.
Personality: Cold and unemotional. Many don't trust him, since as many say, "You never know what he's thinking." He speaks when necessary, and quite apathetically when he does so. Phobetor does not to seem to have many morals or loyalties, as he has betrayed others before.
Role: Science Officer
Appearance: Phobetor has the usual appearance of many of his species, having deep, sunken eyes, pale, bluish skin, and no hair. He is a slender and slightly taller than most others. Phobetor has a constantly cold expression and demeanor, reflecting his personality. He also has several scars across his back, due to his past.
Clothes/armor: Phobetor wears a black jumpsuit and dark navy blue cargo pants. Underneath, he wears a gray fiber shirt to provide some protection. He also has a triggered force-field that covers his head that allows him to breathe in space and keep out toxic gases.
Weapon(s): DL-7H Heavy Blaster (Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/DL-7H_heavy_blaster_pistol (DL-7H heavy blaster pistol)) CR-2 Heavy Blaster (Secondary weapon) (Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/CR-2_heavy_blaster_pistol (CR-2 heavy blaster pistol)), and ion and pulse detonators.
Backstory: Phobetor was born on a space station in the Ghost Nebula that was known as the Specter. His parents were science officers aboard an exploration vessel, and taught Phobetor about their occupation and their species' abilities. Sadly, this period of Phobetor's life came to an end when the exploration vessel was boarded and subsequently raided by pirates. All of the crew was murdered by the pirates, except for Phobetor, who was young at the time. These pirates took Phobetor onto their ship, using him for his size, telepathic abilities, and night-vision. When he failed at one of the cruel pirates' tasks, the captain, known as "Blowback," would lash him with a vibro-whip. This continued for many years, Phobetor plotting all the time, until one day where he unleashed his scheme upon them. While the pirates were exiting their ship, Phobetor used his honed telepathic skills to make the most weak-willed of the group to release the airlock, killing all of the pirates, again only leaving Phobetor. He has become a freelance science officer since that time, making as many credits as he can get his hands on.

 

[Frontier Master]

Name: Phobetor
Gender: Male
Age: It is unknown, but he looks to be about 30 in human years.
Species: Umbaran (Wookiepedia Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Umbaran/Legends (Umbaran/Legends)) He has honed his species' skills, allowing him to read minds and more easily influence others' will.
Personality: Cold and unemotional. Many don't trust him, since as many say, "You never know what he's thinking." He speaks when necessary, and quite apathetically when he does so. Phobetor does not to seem to have many morals or loyalties, as he has betrayed others before.
Role: Science Officer
Appearance: Phobetor has the usual appearance of many of his species, having deep, sunken eyes, pale, bluish skin, and no hair. He is a slender and slightly taller than most others. Phobetor has a constantly cold expression and demeanor, reflecting his personality. He also has several scars across his back, due to his past.
Clothes/armor: Phobetor wears a black jumpsuit and dark navy blue pants. Underneath, he wears a gray fiber shirt to provide some protection.
Weapon(s): DL-7H Heavy Blaster (Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/DL-7H_heavy_blaster_pistol (DL-7H heavy blaster pistol)) CR-2 Heavy Blaster (Secondary weapon) (Link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/CR-2_heavy_blaster_pistol (CR-2 heavy blaster pistol))
Backstory: Phobetor was born on a space station in the Ghost Nebula that was known as the Specter. His parents were science officers aboard an exploration vessel, and taught Phobetor about their occupation and their species' abilities. Sadly, this period of Phobetor's life came to an end when the exploration vessel was boarded and subsequently raided by pirates. All of the crew was murdered by the pirates, except for Phobetor, who was young at the time. These pirates took Phobetor onto their ship, using him for his size, telepathic abilities, and night-vision. When he failed at one of the cruel pirates' tasks, the captain, known as "Blowback," would lash him with a vibro-whip. This continued for many years, Phobetor plotting all the time, until one day where he unleashed his scheme upon them. While the pirates were exiting their ship, Phobetor used his honed telepathic skills to make the most weak-willed of the group to release the airlock, killing all of the pirates, again only leaving Phobetor. He has become a freelance science officer since that time, making as many credits as he can get his hands on.

accepted though please keep the mind reading balanced and the influencing of others wills to only weak minded individuals (Non-main characters

 

[Formerly Known as Sticks]

Of course.

 

[Frontier Master]

Hey, this looks pretty cool! Don't see too many Star Wars RP's around!

Name: Iyo Melsi
Gender: Male
Age: 42
Species: Weequay
Personality: Iy likes to deceive everyone, even his own friends. He never went at least one day without messing with someone, whether verbally or physically. He enjoys a good shootout. He would generally be described as insane and reckless by anyone who knew him personally. He also just outright hates law enforcement.
Role: kind of a multi tool when it comes to roles. He basically is the substitute teacher for a role if someone can't do the role.
Appearance: Tan skin, small pony tail, red eyes. Other than that, no distinguishing features.
Clothes/armor: Wears a grey shirt with armor plating over it, brown shorts and black boots. He wears a bandanna that has many different symbols written in vibrant colors.
Weapon(s): Weequay pistol (a gift from a friend) and several weapons obtained from trandoshans he killed, a LJ-50 concussion rifle, Accelerated Charged Particle Array Rifle (ACPAR) and a trandoshan knuckle plate vibroblade and of course, you can't have a party without thermal detonators.
Backstory: Iyo grew up as a slave. He was owned by trandoshans and was forced to wait until he was 20 so he could be sold. He killed his trandoshan owner and took his weapons. He escaped and became a mercenary. He usually is just waiting for a buyer to come around to hire him. The rest of his past is lost, as no one recorded it and Iyo never talks about it.

Accepted

 

[OreoCookieBeta]

Character bios (all fields required)
Name: Opal Kakor
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Gungan
Personality: Sweet, funny, sarcastic, intelligent, and very impatient
Role: Smuggler/ was a scientist
Appearance: She is a pink gungan with bright blue eyes and circular birth marks on her body in a darker pink.
Clothes/armor: she wears a green long sleeve thick coat used in Hoth usually. There is a metal breastplate over it. She wears armored leggings and a brown hooded cape.
Weapon(s): uses an electro staff and a A180 pistol

Backstory: Opal lived on Naboo for most of her life before she was sent to the rebel alliance and she was hand selected by them for her intelligence and her knowledge of certain weapons and the science behind sith weapons. Opal never enjoyed working for the rebels and one day snuck out of the facility with the help of a rebel pilot. She escaped and he gave her supplies to survive. She became a thief and began to rob people of their money and food. She became a stowaway on a supply ship that was sent to Tatooine where she lived her new life as a smuggler.

 

[Frontier Master]

Character bios (all fields required)
Name: Opal Kakor
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Gungan
Personality: Sweet, funny, sarcastic, intelligent, and very impatient
Role: Smuggler/ was a scientist
Appearance: She is a pink gungan with bright blue eyes and circular birth marks on her body in a darker pink.
Clothes/armor: she wears a green long sleeve thick coat used in Hoth usually. There is a metal breastplate over it. She wears armored leggings and a brown hooded cape.
Weapon(s): uses an electro staff and a A180 pistol

Backstory: Opal lived on Naboo for most of her life before she was sent to the rebel alliance and she was hand selected by them for her intelligence and her knowledge of certain weapons and the science behind sith weapons. Opal never enjoyed working for the rebels and one day snuck out of the facility with the help of a rebel pilot. She escaped and he gave her supplies to survive. She became a thief and began to rob people of their money and food. She became a stowaway on a supply ship that was sent to Tatooine where she lived her new life as a smuggler.

Sorry all spots in this rp are full, also you seem to have gotten your Star Wars time periods severely mixed up