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“I’m alive!” 

The exclamation came from the trooper by reflex, as it were. All those years of training in the simulations. The live fire exercises that supposedly prepared a clone for the rigors of combat they may face on any numerous worlds. Certain themes remained consistent within all of them, of course. Whether it were one designed to instruct how to advance from cover, orto simulate a transport taking a direct hit and plummeting to the ground in a trail of fire.

A clone sounded off on their current state. Alive or wounded. How effectively could they return, and ultimately continue to carry out their duty.

The blast had caught Patch entirely off guard. He remembered standing alongside his brothers and their Jedi compatriot in the hanger of the temple. The intent, as for many of the troopers of the Coruscant Guard sequestered to the planet and the planet alone during this galaxy wide war, had been to hear about the state of the war. Which companies were where. How the fighting was going. When brothers in the 501st or the 104th Wolfpack might be rotated back to Coruscant.

The next thing he knew, the world was spinning. Eyes opened to find the visor of his helmet cracked, the HUD beneath it flickering in and out in a struggle to remain functional. The smell of burning plastoid was enough motivation to pull the helmet free, an effort to escape the nauseating smell.

Only for it to be replaced by the smell of smoke, burning eyes and an inescapable ringing of the ears. The flurry of activity in the hanger found itself overruled by the aftermath of the blast. What had once been a uniformed stack of supply crates was now a smoldering heap, seared metal fragments, some still burning, laying about here and there.

It wasn’t a surprise to see the Jedi back on their feet first, yet a wave of relief still coarsed over Patch. A smile threatened to slip across his expression, only to be replaced by a strike of grief. His brothers.

“Grey! Styles!” 

Came out the call as the venture of standing was undertaken. Accomplished, albeit slowly. The world just kept on spinning, even though the effort to conceal this fact was employed. From what he could tell the aches in his legs were nothing debilitating. The plastoid armor, blackened by carbon scoring now, had served its purpose. 

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The explosion tossed her into the air and then onto the ground, knocking all the air from her lungs. She gasped for air, rolling over onto her stomach. Slowly Depa pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. She slipped her tongue out to lick at her split lip, head raising to look at the damage. 

The Jedi slowly got to her feet, heart breaking when she didn’t see Grey, Styles or even the new guy.. “Patch!” Her own voice sounded muffled in her ears. The panic look on her face faded and turned into a smile when she first saw Grey and Styles and then heard Patch shout that he was alive. Depa ran over to the three of them, a soft laugh escaping her. “Oh you three had me so worried.”

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CT-8567 “Patch”

The Basics

Name: CT-8567 “Patch”

Age: 20 (As of the beginning of the Clone Wars)

Birthday: January 2

Race: Clone (Jango Fett template)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Marital Status: Single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Height: 6′/1.83 meters

Build: Extremely similar to that of the bounty hunter, Jango Fett. So close you could even go as far as saying he was a clone of the man. Ohh. Right.

Distinguishing Marks: A grizzly scar on the left side of his head from catching a glancing shot from a clanker. Thankfully they weren’t better shots otherwise the Republic was headed for certain doom.

Common Accessories: What is a clone without their DC-15S blaster carbine? A disarmed clone. Have you ever heard of a disarmed clone? Of course you have! There was CT-8568. Lost his left arm in the Battle of Geonosis.Don’t worry, though. He is all right now.

Personal ––– –

Profession: Coruscant Guard Shock Trooper

Hobbies: Becoming the rock, paper scissors champion of the Government district of Coruscant. Just look at him go. You never know what he’ll do.

Now that is what you can call versatility.

Languages: Galactic Basic

Residence: Coruscant, Coruscant Guard barracks, Government district.

Birthplace: Kamino Cloning Facility, Kamino

Fears: Failing the Republic, his brothers, his commanders. Not living up to his purpose. Losing his title as rock, paper, scissors champion. 

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Tubey, the tube on Kamino.

Siblings: Ohhh you betcha, a few hundred million brothers.

Other Relatives: There sure were plenty of tubes on Kamino.

Pets: Unfortunately not. Pets weren’t allowed at the barracks. Republic regulations. The bastards.

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Impossible. Not after some kindly Jedi ensured the local dealer of death sticks was sent home to rethink their life, such a filthy habit was never around to be offered to the clone.

Drugs: The same as above. Chancellor bless that Jedi.

Alcohol: A drink or two at the local Clone bar with his brothers? Sure! Drinking alone? Now that doesn’t sound too fun.

RP Hooks ––– –

“For the Republic!” - Patch is first and foremost a soldier in the grand Army of the Republic. Chances are he’d be recognizable. A VERY good chance actually. There are a few hundred million troopers that look almost just like him. Go out on a limb. Assume you know him. Why wouldn’t he play along?

“Let’s see some scan docs. C’mon, fork’ them over.” - It sure wasn’t what Patch thought they’d be doing when the war began, but the Coruscant Guard’s role swiftly became one of policing and peacekeeping. Perhaps out of sympathy for wounds suffered at the outbreak of the war, Patch found himself assigned to the highest levels of the cityscape. This primarily being the Senate building itself as well as occasionally the perimeter around the Jedi Temple.

“Order...66? Which one was that again? Was that the one to slag the Chancellor if he went wacko?” - Remember that wound to his head gained back during the Battle of Geonosis? Turns out it damaged this clone’s inhibitor chip, to the surprise of all involved. When the order was passed down, Patch found himself unable to stomach such an order and refused to carry it out personally. Hear that Jedi? He didn’t do any of the blasting!

Contact Information ––– –

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