REPUBLIC JUDICIAL FORCES

[CmderJeremy]

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Personnel Records: ( C31/1B/125INRRJF )

 

 

 

 





REPUBLIC JUDICIAL FORCES

C31/1B/125INR


"Yield to None"

 

 


With soldiers in short supply the Republic's primary peacekeeping forces are pressed into service to stop the bleeding on contested worlds across the mid and outer rim. Regularly deployed with the singular purpose of denying the Confederacy an unopposed victory over planets seen as unimportant to demand the full attention of the Grand Army. Due to these circumstances the Judicial Forces found themselves forged into tough and bitter army arrayed against a tireless enemy for deployments lasting many, many months at a time seemingly forgotten about in their desperate bid to uphold the honor and integrity of the Galactic Republic. Aboard the Hell's Venator will the men of the 125th finally bring back glory to the Judicial Forces?

These are the soldiers of Charlie Company and this is their story.





Officer Commanding:


First Sergeant Jeremy B. Hone


Executive Officer:


Sergeant John O'Ailin


Recruiting & Retention:


Specialist Gabriel Anderson

PRIMARY PERSONNEL:


Staff Sergeant Chamunda Killian

Staff Sergeant Kōgō Heika

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SECONDARY PERSONNEL:


Private First Class Ian Prelino


Private Bill Burton


Private Nopo List


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INACTIVE RESERVES:

Specialist Jazz Kaiske


Specialist Sebastione Kohrs

Private First Class Leapri Anwar


Private First Class Zulfrin Kitsune


Private First Class Vitch Milanko


Private Jörn von Stroheim


Private Sarah Davis


Private Anton Ackerman


Private Aleksander Smith


Private Justin Trout


Private Hugo Valier


Private Dylan Henry

Private Crespo Wride


Private Sarah Connor


Private John Connor


Private Peyton Green


Private Preston Bean

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GENERAL ORDERS


* This is a value's based organization. *

Above all all other considerations Integrity and Respect are to be maintained at all times.


Lying, bullying, antagonizing, and engaging in behaviors that hurt others and ruin the experience for others will not be tolerated under any circumstances.

 


* I do not care how large the battalion. *


None of that is important to me, because you are more than a number and I am not afraid to reject or remove any candidate or member who is ruining the experience for others


What is important is that the members within this battalion do their very best to have fun, participate, and grow in character.




* This is a Battalion focused on small team tactics and thoughtful roleplay. *


If you get your kicks by running, gunning, and sweeping the floor of battle droids, this may not be the place for you.


We prefer to make everything a team working challenge by applying my personal experience as an infantryman in a way that is creative and interesting without making it feel like you have whisked away to a Mil-Sim Server


I expect all soldiers to apply and practice what they have been taught even if I am not present.

 


* Work Hard, Play Hard. *


I expect a focused and driven attitude when we're on mission, and in return we will do our utmost to look out for you as a soldier of this battalion.

* Communication is Key *


We have a Teamspeak channel. We have a Radio Channel reserved for us on the server. We all have Steam and most of us have Discord. Use these things. I expect each member of the Battalion to add me on Steam so I can easily get a hold of you if necessary.


Also talk to one another it builds friendships and helps keep the battalion strong and united.

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FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY:


CO: https://steamcommunity.com/id/Armymanjh/


armymanjh@gmail.com

 


XO: https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198167740235/

 


Battalion Reference Material: https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Judicial_Department

For Ease of Understanding: The Justice Department oversees both the Courts and Law Enforcement within the Grand Republic. Subordinate to the Justice Department is the ROCI consider this organization a Galactic Police Department including Detectives, Peace Officers, and other subordinate agencies. Subordinate to the ROCI is the Republic Security Force whose agents, known as Judicials, act as the Grand Republics national police force. Charlie Company and the rest of 1st Battalion 125 Infantry are in essence a RSF Special Weapons Team pressed desperately into service. If CG are MPs. We're the FBI.


This Thread is for the benefit of myself, my soldiers, and staff. Please do not reply to this thread except in circumstances dictated by myself or my XO. If a post or reply is made on this thread that detracts from or disrupts the purpose of this thread I will ask you to remove it.


Refer all Questions, Comments, and Concerns to myself or my XO via Steam, Discord, or PM on the forums.


Thank you.

 


Est. 7/13/2019


Updated 5/12/2020

 

[alto]

Leapri Anwar


23 Coruscanti years of age


Black Female


Homosexual




Work history recorded as "Food Mall Associate" in Monument Plaza for 7 years, Anwar reported reason of enlistment as "A better use of my time." Above average scores in reaction time, average scores in marksmanship, and requested to have "always trying to make something out of nothing" when holding an MRE in her hands on-file.

 


Listed as:


CPR Certified


Working well under stress

Nutritionist

Combat Certified

"Trooper"

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[Paladin]

Hugo Valier


24 years old


White Male


Straight




When Hugo was 10 he was orphaned for reasons unknown to him, while orphaned he found he liked to tinker with technology. He was never adopted, but he was able to earn some money working at a Republic weapons manufacturing facility. Eventually Hugo was drafted into the GAR's Judicial Forces where he found his first real family other than the other orphans he grew up with.

 

[Squeaky]

Chamunda Killian


21


White Female


heterosexual

History

Was born on Coruscant with 3 siblings (2 Sisters and 1 Brother), mother was kidnapped by the Hutts 5 years after birth, Dad mainly worked off world at Kuat Drive Yards, 10 years before the Clone Wars he had an assignment and vanished and was unable to be contacted, was then raised by a cousin.

Enlisted in the Judicial Forces as a Naval officer, but also did basic infantry training at 18, joined the navy, then did a small transfer to a clone battalion for extended training during the 1st year in the clone wars.

After which was transferred to the Republic Navy, after a year of that, was transferred back to the Judicial Forces ground units.

Traits:

Is Combat Medic trained.

Is trained in how to operate most type of ships.

Knows how to operate a Venator, in times of great need.

Has a Robotic Left arm, after a medical accident where it had to be removed.

Has a hatred of Mandalorians.

Has a great amount of contacts around the Galaxy.

[Full medical, criminal and full personal records have been redacted due to legal, and security reasons]

 

[Alba]

Kōgō Heika


21


Hapan Futanari


Homosexual


Height - 6'9"


Build - Amazonian

Kōgō is from the planet Nihon in the Outer Rim Pacifica System, a lost Hapan colony that regressed in technology level. Kōgō was the Crown Princess of the planet's ruling family, until a rival family attempted a coup and slaughtered her entire family. Kōgō was able to escape due to the bravery of her servants and personal bodyguard, Benkei. As the last living member of the Imperial Family, Kōgō became the Empress of a planet that was ruled by a ruthless tyrant. After seeing the death of the loyal soldiers and her ever faithful bodyguard, Kōgō decided to stop hiding behind others, and become a soldier herself. She journeyed to Coruscant to join the Republic's Judicial forces. When she signed up however, nobody could understand her. After trying to explain that her name was Himiko, and that she was the Empress of Nihon, the registrar got fed up and registered her name as Kōgō Heika, her title. She was initially upset at this, but upon deeper reflection, realized it might actually be better for her, to disguise her identity.

Traits:

Received an Empress' Education

Trained in the arts of combat by an Onna Bugeisha

Bad with technology

 

[CmderJeremy]

I am going to have to ask that people stop posting on this thread unless you are putting up a character sheet. I would really appreciate it if you would all delete your posts, and save them for Discord or a Private Chat.

 

[Dox]

Aleksander Smith

21 years old

Asian Male

Straight

I was in a bandit battle after the battle me and a few lads left on a ship carrier and the ship ran out of gas had low food and water so we fought until that last man then a clone scout force found me and put me in prison for 4 years after that I found your battalion and made it my redemption after all of the bandit stuff I did.

 

[SapphireRising]

Anton Ackerman

20

German/Asian Male


Straight

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Virgo

In the Outer Rim, lies a planet covered in woodlands, forests, and swamps is the planet name "Virgo". The most common species you would find on the planet would be Humans, and Kishiri. The two species had to work together in order to survive, and creates cities in the densely forested areas. With the Republic unable to reach them and send aid, the planet's government set up a militia to protect against invaders. The militias commonly used left over Republic weaponry from before the Clone War. The Militia had different "Commanders" which governed different sections. One such section was governed by the Ackerman family, the family of Anton Ackerman. Although the government had a militia, the society within was very poor due to the war with the Sith Empire, which had ravaged their cities and towns. When the treaty came about, Virgo was forgotten.

Ackerman

The Ackerman family lived in the forests near the capital, rejecting the offer to reside within the city. They would often hunt to put food on the table. The Ackerman family had come from a long line of hunters, which would reside in their genes. They would even be considered "super soldiers" from their strength. Before the Clone Wars, they had always fought on the side of freedom, never being able to be convinced to fight for the Sith. This caused the Sith to exterminate them. When the Ackerman family fled to Virgo in order to escape war, but it only followed them. This caused Anton's family to become the last of the Ackermans. Anton was born into this family, and was given the title of Nobility due to his parent's position within the government, and militia. His parents would teach him about hunting, as that was what they did in their spare time. It was peaceful.. Until the Separatists found their planet.


Separatist Invasion

The Separatists came in swiftly, and unexpectingly. Using swarms of droids, they quickly over ran the militia's defenses, gaining access to the capital city with ease. The militia wasn't prepared for this attack, and would left defenseless. The Ackerman family was called into action, doing their best to counter on every front. Their strategies wouldn't work, as droid forces would march out landers after landers. Their efforts, futile. Antons parents were forced to send him away on a rusty freighter, moving him to Coruscant with little to no assistance and guidance. He was alone.

Anton Ackerman

Anton was ostracized by the community of his homeworld due to his races. Due to this fact, he would also journey alone into the forest to hide, or hunt. He studied the German language, and it became a niche for him. While in the forest, he found a girl sitting alone. She was reading a holopad, which made Anton curious. He would approach her and greet her. She replied kindly toward him. This was the beginning of their love. When he was told about the invasion of the planet, his parents had already decided to transport him away. Before he was taken to Coruscant, he went to go see if his love was alright. When he got to her home, she would be slaughtered infront of his eyes. This sight fueled his anger toward the Confederacy. After being sent to Coruscant, he was left to roam the under dwellings. He had nothing. While roaming about, he found posters about the "Judicials" which seemed to be enlisting. He took an interest to it, and immediately enlisted hoping to get revenge on the Separatists for what they did to his planet, and to his love. He would finish training, and would be moved into the 125th Company after going through many phases of the Judicials. The 125th would become his home.

Burst Link

Anton wasn't used to being around so many troopers. He rarely ever saw them in the under dwellings of Coruscant. He was kept to himself, nervous that he would do something wrong aboard the Venator. A 501st trooper would assure him otherwise. The trooper would help him adjust, giving him a tour of the ship. The trooper would become his first friend aboard the Venator. The trooper was a 501st heavy by the name of "Sapphire". Whenever they went on missions to planets that had slaves, he always felt terrible. He wanted to gag after seeing what they did to them. He feels a sense of hatred toward himself, and toward the ones who enslave others.

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[Tyto]

Mick Flavin

Age 21

White Male

Straight

Mick Flavin came from the planet Irelond and after a crop famine caused by a virus from the CIS Mick decided to join the judicial forces. After being recruited into the judicial forces he was put onto the Burst Link under Jeremy Hone and the xo i dont know the name of.

Yes my real life name is Mick Flavin.

 

[Joshua Clark]

Why is the sexuality a required trait for application

 

[jedijoebp]

Why is the sexuality a required trait for application

im pretty sure people just kinda put it there

 

[CmderJeremy]

Why is the sexuality a required trait for application

Its not and there is no required format, all I require is name, gender, race and a character bio so that way personnel can maintain a consistent character despite having the various body groups. My goal is for each character sheet to be a living document where players are made to at least spend a short couple of minutes defining who there character is going to be and what kind of decisions they are going to make.

For those willing to go the extra mile, this is a chance to really invest some emotional energy into creating a dynamic character that will grow and change as they do through playing on the server.

 

[Seer]

• This was not written by me, Omisha took my basic bio and made it a million times better so if you think it is good tell omisha
   
  
• Name: Jörn von Stroheim
   
   
  
• Height: 5’11”
   
   
  
• Gender: Male
   
   
  
• Hair: Blonde
   
   
  
• Eyes: Blue
   
   
  
• Hometown: Vondum
   
   
  
• Home Planet: Ord Mantell
   
   
  
• Relatives:
   
   
  Mother (Deceased)
   
   
  
• Sister (Deceased)
   
   
  
• Father (Deceased)
   
  

[*]Weapons: Agony (Old Blaster (Unknown Model))

[*]Occupancy: Judicials

[*]Bio:


Jörn was born in an old backwater town called Vondum, which resided on Ord Mantell. While being a small town, the local factory made it a viable target for certain gangs. Jörn grew up in his younger days with his father, mother, and his little sister. He didn’t get the chance to know his dad very well due to an accident at the local factory that happened when he was younger due to the negligence of his co-workers. While his dad had passed early, his mom had taken up the reigns well enough, not letting the loss of her partner stop her from taking care of her family. Continuing on as a mechanic, Jörn began quickly getting acquainted with machinery, helping her with fixing land speeders, as well as doing his own tinkering on his dad’s old blaster. For the rest of his young life up until the age of seventeen, he went to the local school, helped his mom at the mechanic shop, and would eat dinner with his family. After a certain point, he began to realize the lack of use of even going to school when most of the kids going would just end up at the local factory anyways, leading him to dropping out.

With his newly given freetime, he took up a job at the factory full time to help take care of his family alongside his mother, allowing her to spend more time to take care of his sister. Unfortunately, tragedy struck soon afterwards as his sister had developed brain cancer. At this point, his mom was getting old, making it more difficult for her to do her job at the mechanics shop. Jörn was able to secure a second job in order to work overtime so that he could raise enough funding alongside his mom to help fund the care for his sister. As Jörn was beginning to reach his limit of the work he could take, life got even worse for him. News got out pretty quickly about a raid at the local mechanic’s shop, leaving its main worker dead with a slug in her skull. Apparently, a pedestrian had been coming up on the scene, and had seen a shootout between Jörn’s mom and a group of gangers. Being unarmed, the man had been able to do nothing as he’d watched them gun down their town’s best mechanic, and take off with nearly all of her rides. With Jörn being the only worker left at the mechanic’s shop while also working a second taxing job, it had become too much for him to manage. The mechanic’s shop had to close down, and without the funds coming in, his sister succumbed to the cancer faster than he could have ever anticipated.

A day later, he numbly finished burying his mom and sister together, beside his dad’s grave. He stared blankly at the freshly packed mounds in the ground for what seemed like hours before finally moving. When he did finally move, the only thoughts that were passing through his head were ones of Revenge. His life was over, everything he’d worked towards taken away from him like nothing. Now, it was his turn to take away something precious. Over the next few days, he spent his time feverishly working on his dad’s old blaster, using a good bit of his spare cash in order to buy the parts to repair it, only eating when he felt like he truly needed to. When he’d finally finished, a name for the gun drifted through his thoughts. Something that he was mentally becoming all too familiar with, Agony.

Thankfully, he’d made a couple of friends since he’d begun working his two jobs, and the one who had witnessed it all happened to be easily accessible. Said man gave him the details willingly, looking forward to seeing the gangers get some of their own medicine. Said details included the man missing half of his left thumb, Scanny Slovic. Loading up his blaster, he made his way towards the notorious pub. When he arrived, he burst through the entrance, all caution thrown to the wind as his bottled-up rage seemed ready to be let loose. Everyone turned immediately, tensing up at the sudden noise. A couple of them turned towards a person in the back corner, who’d just happened to be drinking a bottle of Scotch at the time, revealing that he was missing half of his left thumb. Jörn readied his blaster as he stormed up to the man. The already semi-drunk gangster looked up just in time to utter the word “Shi-?” before being blasted point-blank range between the eyes. The body stood for a few mere seconds before collapsing like a rock, the smell of burnt flesh filling the air. It wasn’t until the stench reached his nose did he realize what he’d just done in front the entire pub that surrounded him. Turning, he stared back at everyone else. While most of the inhabitants seemed to be giving him the worst glare he’d ever seen, the bartender nodded his head slightly towards the entrance, signaling for him to get the fuck out now. Momentarily speechless, Jörn could do nothing but do as the Bartender had suggested. Watching his back as he left, he holstered his blaster knowing the last thing he needed right now was more attention.

As he made it home, he realized just how fucked he was. If he stuck around that scum’s friends would certainly be coming for him. Packing up what was left of his food, water, and ammo. He made sure he had Agony as he left that same day on a passing trade caravan leaving the system having persuaded the caravan to take him on as a guard. Eventually coming upon Corellia. There, he’s able to find jobs that suited his talents more, getting one at the local shipyard. Beginning to get acquainted with the mechanics of a variety of starships, it was then that he noticed the flier for a group called the ‘Judicials’. The flier had an image of a man dressed in blue standing over a disgusting piece of work whose appearance was eerily similar to the men who had killed his mother. At the bottom of the flier, the words ‘We need YOU! Come make a difference!” were printed in bold with a signature below by something called “Judicials”. Interest piqued, he got as much info on the Judicials as he could while he worked. It wasn’t long into the day before he realized this group was giving him the perfect way to work through the painful memories of his late family. Not wanting others to go through the same hell he did, he signs up by the end of his work day. The morning after, he packs up a small bag of personal items alongside his father’s old blaster, Agony, and loads up onto the carrier that would send him off-planet to join the Judicials. Feeling that he finally had a worthy goal in mind, he felt ready to make a difference in the galaxy.

 

[CmderJeremy]

hey quick question but where do we put biography critiques
asking for a friend

I apologize for the late reply was hoping I would get the chance to reply through other some medium. I am trying to avoid filling this thread with comments, replies, and disclaimers except when I can answer multiple peoples questions at once or answer a question that I can reasonably expect to be asked again.

So I would ask that this thread remain a database for EMs, staff, myself, and most of all for my soldiers and those interested in checking out the Judicials and our background. To this end, I encourage people to present feedback directly to the individuals involved through a private chat or feel free to message me and I will pass the feed back along. If you see a a character sheet that has a story worthy of a serious discussion I strongly recommend you encourage them to create a dedicated character introduction so that they can really flesh out their characters through group discussion. Again, keeping this space a tool for others to use to gather information at a glance and for staff to use to track personnel.

 

[Caesar]

Crespo Wride


Male


Age 23


Straight

Born in Coruscant in a mid class family, he lived on the city level 3204. He enlisted in the underworld police at the age of 19, His dad owned a local cantina, and he had a mom who worked handling cargo, 2 sisters and another brother. His dad disappeared while returning home, and around 6 days after, his mom was arrested under the suspicion that she had illegal contraband. The rest of the family sold the cantina, he, his brother and 2 sisters agreed to join the Judiciary when he was 22. He left his job as a underworld police officer. He's been mostly regarded as a average soldier. for some whatever retarded reason he was reassigned to the burst link, and he now only gets to talk to his family over communications.

 

[Gotenks]

Name: John Connor

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Sexuality: Straight

Family- Mother Figure: Sarah Connor -Father: Unkown

Height: 5'7

Age: 18

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John was put up for adoption at a early age. He never got picked by any family to stay with. Once he got old enough he enlisted into the Judicial Forces because he felt like he had nothing else to do. He was sent on his first mission not long after being stationed. On that mission he lost his dear friend Arnold, Being depressed he had dark thoughts of suicide. John was stationed on the Burst Link Venator along with other Judicial units. This is where he'd meet his Illegitimate mother Sarah. John once he got there was very lonely but this older female by the name of Sarah took him under his wing. John sees Sarah as a mother role, so whenever he feels troubled he'd go to her for advice. He also adopted her last name.

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Traits

-Doesn't like woman except for Sarah. (incel)

-Will execute any order given by any superior

-Manlet

-Punk

-Short Temper

-Kinda Quirky

-Cuck

-Loser

 

[cletus]

Sebastione D. Kohrs


Male


Caucasian Descent


20 YOA

Bio:

Kohrs was born to a middle class family on Coruscant. During his childhood, he was considered an average student and rarely got into trouble, and most of his life remained that way. For his teenage years, he worked as a retail clerk in a convenience store, just outside from where he lived with his parents at the time. However, following an incident where a hobo stuck a metal fork into an outlet inside the store and caused a fire,(Details of the incident indicate nobody was hurt except for the hobo, he's dead yo.) He was left without a job. Instead, he decided that he would serve the Republic. After joining and landing himself a spot within the Judicial forces, he was switched around a bit before finally being stationed upon the "Burst Link" venator. His parents died shortly after his enlistment. Details regarding their death are still under investigation.

Abilities/facts:

- knows how to use a blaster rifle

- slightly higher than average marksmanship skills

- half-competent at following orders

- also a complete brainlet at certain times

- patient man (Has been yelled at by middle aged ladies as a retail clerk 1,231 times.)

 

[fashion nooby]

Dude Stevens

Male

Caucasian

37 years old

As soon as he turned 19, Dude worked at his local pizza place as a delivery man until he was 37 years old and then decided to enlist as he was tired of delivering food and wanted to try something new.

 

[Jazz]

Jazz Kaiske

Sex: Male

Ethnicity: Latino

Age: 18 years old

Height: 5'2"

Sexualality: Straight

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Planet: Coruscant

Level: 9

Wealth: poor

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History:

His dad and mom both worked in factories. His older sister watched and took care of him and his younger brother. His sister soon found out that Jazz was a nickname and his real name was [REDACTED] from his other friends. Which were actually a syndicate from the hutts. Jazz was a runner, dealer, and executioner. He kept on secretly supporting his family under the table with dirty money, but he did not care, he did it for his family. One day a civil war abrupt in his syndicate. He was on the side of the hutts while most of the others wanted to make a new name and abadon the hutts. Jazz and the few loyalists tried to end the civil war quick, by trying to assasinate the leader of the rebellion. When Jazz got word from some of the loyalist spies in the rebellion, he set up a trap ,with a bomb, to kill them all at once. The bomb went off, and killed the rebellion leaders, but at what cost. The bomb's radius was bigger than he thought. He looked around at the carnage and destruction he brought upon. He saw dead families, and his older sister with a pole sticking through her chest. He just sat and watched his sister infront of him die as the cops showed up. They arrested Jazz, but instead of putting him in jail or executing him, they forced him into the Republic forces, with other convicts until he got transferred to Jeremy. He fights for his dead sister rather than the republic, for retribution towards his acts.

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Traits:

Young

Short so he can fit in tiny holes to ambush CIS

Specialist

Marksmen training

Some medicical training.

Some demolition training.