An RBL RPG: RBL fight for survial

[Acehigh]

what the heck I'll play along.  hasn't been much wow activity lately and I can't let r2vader get bored lol. 


Species:  Human Male, 1.35 meters tall
Homeworld:  Claakdar VII, RBL Station
Real Name:  Atton Darklighter
Callsign:  Acehigh
Attachment:  RBL Hawk Squadron, Rebel Alliance/New Republic Starfighter Command
Class:  Jedi Master, Fighter pilot, Mech pilot, freelance mechanic
Weapons:  Orange colored double bladed light saber, Imperial issue Blaster Rifle
Personal Starfighter:  Modified Missle Boat equipped with 3 laser cannons and dual warhead launchers with a payload of 40 concussion missles each
Military Starfighters:  Anything available to RBL from the Alliance Navy
Personal Ship:  SSD Incenerator
Personal Ground Vehicle:  Mad Cat MK II equipped with dual clan tech gauss rifles and 3 er large lasers
Support team:  T.A.U. Squadron:  11 personally designed, programmed, and crafted droids that are fully combat capable, can handle any vehicles, and have their own unique personalities. 
Ground Support Team:  Dragon Lance:  3 mechs:   Daishi Assault Mech equipped with long rang missles, 3 er large lasers, and twin auto cannons, Thor Heavy Mech equipped with a light gauss rifle, er large laser, and long range missles, Cougar Scout Mech equipped with an er large laser, 2 er med lasers.  Dragon Lance can be piloted by any of the T.A.U. droids

Brief Bio:

Born and bred as a farmer/cargo hauler by trade meant a pretty tough life on an Imperial controlled world.  Ludacris taxation, criminal activity, and nosy Imperial governors kept profits low.  We couldn't afford to hire security teams to escort our ships, so my father, myself, and 3 droids would fly cover for our freighters (which also had droid pilots).  The family was finally starting to make ends meet when disaster struck.  An over zealous Imperial governor took office to start a new term.  He started inspecting any freighter that left the planet.  Needless to say a good portion of our cargo was "liberated" from us to support the Empire.  With profits back in the red we had no other choice but to start smuggling our goods.  The Imperials eventually caught up with us and murdered my mother, father, brother, and uncle for "treasonous acts against the Empire".  I was able to escape with 3 droids and entered what I thought was an independent starfighter academy at Carida.  This turned out to be an Imperial Academy and they enrolled me in their new starfighter development program.  Having no choice other than death, I decided to give it a shot.   Since I was showing the most promise they promoted me to head up the Trained Assassins Unit top secret project.  This was to be the best of the best that the Empire had to offer.  We trained hard and got into tip top condition.  Our unit blew away every Imperial sim record they had to offer.  We finally recieved our first mission.  It wasn't much, just a recon run on a small asteroid belt.  We were ambushed by Admiral Zaarin's forces.  My squadron was decimated and I barely escaped with my life.  I ended up flying into another asteroid belt and "found" RBL Station.  After explaining my situation to them, they helped me discover that my unit was actually a group of greenhorns and that first missions was a badly executed assassination attempt by a jealous comrade.  I've never had any real love for the Empire, but after that failed mission, I've made it my personal vendetta to do everything in my power to hinder any Imperial activity in the galaxy.