
Rebel Recruitment
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Name: Knibbec Knasses
Bits: Yes
Bobs: Old Service Blaster, Leather jacket & scarf, deck of hologram playing cards
Class: Youngster
Species: Jawa
Motivation: The mission location is where your elusive adversary has been laying low all this time. This is the best chance for revenge you’re gonna get!
Knock: A freak mechanical explosion took out your auntie and uncle while you were scavenging components to repair the family speeder.
Nick: The coded research notes your parents were working on before they disappeared. Reveals weak points on Legion Superweapon once analyzed by a rebel leader.
Knack: Mucker: You are at home in the garbage and gutters of the galaxy. DR10 AGI test to search for a trinket
Luck: 2
Stats: Agi -1 Knw 0 Prs 0 Str +2
HP: 3
Carrying Capacity: 10
Rolls
Bits - (1d6)
(5) = 5
Bobs - (3d6)
(551) = 11
Class - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Species - (1d10)
(6) = 6
Motivation - (1d10)
(6) = 6
Knick, Nack, Knock - (3d6)
(156) = 12
Luck - (1d4)
(2) = 2
HP - (1d8)
(1) = 1
Agi - (3d6)
(116) = 8
Knw - (3d6)
(416) = 11
Prs - (3d6)
(336) = 12
Str - (3d6)
(636) = 15
Bits: Yes
If money is all you love, then that's what you shall receive.
-- Princess Leia (A New Hope)
Bobs: Utility knife (d4), scuffed boots and smudged goggles, Legionary bot head that can answer one question before it self destructs.
Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster utility knife at your side, kid.
-- Han Solo (A New Hope)
Class: The Droid
Function: Power
Malfunction: Bugged Audio
Modification: Trash compactor torso

-- C3P0 (A New Hope)
Abilities: AGI: 0, KNW: 0, PRS: -1, STR: 0, HP: 9, DST: 1
Judge me by my size, do you? And well you should not.
-- Master Yoda (The Empire Strikes Back)
Motivation: One of the other rebels on the mission is your best pal, and you know they'll never survive if you're not there to save their neck
Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope.
-- Princess Leia (A New Hope)
Done!
Rolls
Bits? - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Bobs - (3d6)
(123) = 6
Class - (1d6, 1d6)
1d6 : (6) = 6
1d6 : (1) = 1
Droid details - (3d6)
(535) = 13
AGI, KNW, PRS, STR, HP - (3d6-2, 3d6, 3d6, 3d6, 3D6)
3d6-2 : (616) - 2 = 11
3d6 : (543) = 12
3d6 : (116) = 8
3d6 : (225) = 9
3D6 : (522) = 9
destiny - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Rebel motivations - (1d10, 1d10)
1d10 : (5) = 5
1d10 : (9) = 9
Bits: Yes
Bobs: Utility Knife d4, Scavenged Bot Plate Armor tier 2 -d4 damage, Binocular with Laser Microphone
Class: Magi Knight
Species: Runtish Zinto Scaly Lacertian
Abilities: AGI -1 KNW +0 PRS +0 STR +2
HP: 9
Destiny: 1
Magi Arts: Blaster Deflect - Instead of making a defense roll, deflect blaster bolts with your Blazer Sword, make a damage roll against the enemy that fired the shot with their own weapon damage.
Burner Identities: Reclusive Healer - You must help everyone who asks. DR14 PRS test to resist.
Dragoon Nemesis: Tragen Foul the Beheader
Motivation: The mission location has an experiment cure to the rare disease that your pet space lizard has. This is the little guy's last chance at life!
Rolls
Bits & Bobs - (1d6, 3d6)
1d6 : (5) = 5
3d6 : (162) = 9
Class & Species - (1d6, 1d10)
1d6 : (3) = 3
1d10 : (6) = 6
Abilities - (3d6, 3d6, 3d6, 3d6)
3d6 : (151) = 7
3d6 : (613) = 10
3d6 : (154) = 10
3d6 : (646) = 16
HP - (1d8)
(7) = 7
Motivation - (1d10)
(3) = 3
Destiny - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Magi Arts - (1d4)
(3) = 3
Burner Identities - (2d6h1)
(51) = 5
Dragoon Nemesis - (1d6)
(1) = 1
Species reroll - (1d10)
(4) = 4
Bits: None
Bobs: Modified Shock Baton (d6, Shoddy), Tattered Robes over a Tunic, Space Helmet with 5 Minutes of air in the tank
Class: The Bounty Hunter
Particular Skill:


When I Save the Galaxy:

KNW: +0
PRS: +0
STR: -2
HP: 1
Destiny Points: D2
Species: Sucker-Lipped Anuran
Rebel Motivation:

Rolls
Bits - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Bobs - (1d6, 1d6, 1d6)
1d6 : (3) = 3
1d6 : (1) = 1
1d6 : (4) = 4
Class - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Particular Skill - (1d6)
(5) = 5
Heirloom Weapon - (1d6)
(4) = 4
Soft Spot - (1d6)
(1) = 1
When I Save the Galaxy - (1d3)
(3) = 3
AGI - (3d6)
(551) = 11
KNW - (3d6)
(415) = 10
PRS - (3d6)
(515) = 11
STR - (3d6+2)
(111) + 2 = 5
Hit Points: - (1d8-2)
(1) - 2 = -1
Species - (1d10)
(7) = 7
Motivation - (1d10)
(8) = 8
Bits: Yes
Bobs: Modified Shock Baton (d6, Shoddy), Scarf and leather jacket (Tier 1, -D2 damage), Deck of hologram playing cards.
Class: The droid
Function: Computer interface

Modification: Legion Cypher (Roll 1d2 to see if the security codes work. On a 1, they don't and the alarm sounds)
Motivation: One of the other rebels (Len's droid) on the mission is your best pal, and you know they'll never survive if you're not there to save their neck.
Destiny points: 1 (D2)
Abilities and HP
AGI: -2
KNW: -1
PRS: +2
STR: 0
HP: 12
Rolls
Bits - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Bots - (1d6, 1d6, 1d6)
1d6 : (3) = 3
1d6 : (5) = 5
1d6 : (1) = 1
Class - (1d6)
(1) = 1
Droid details - (1d6, 1d6, 1d6)
1d6 : (5) = 5
1d6 : (4) = 4
1d6 : (3) = 3
AGI, KNW, PRS, STR, HP - (3d6-2, 3d6, 3d6, 3d6, 3D)
3d6-2 : (151) - 2 = 5
3d6 : (431) = 8
3d6 : (546) = 15
3d6 : (162) = 9
3D : () + 3 = 3
Destiny - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Motivation - (1d10)
(9) = 9
Correct HP roll - (3d6)
(255) = 12



A "Sucker-Lipped Anuran." Does JP (the author, who makes a bunch of great stuff) maybe mean a Rodian, like Greedo?

And DUUUH I'm just realizing JP changed all the names for obvious reasons...
Also a winner:



1. A Jawa Youngling.
2. A Power Droid.
3. A Trandoshan Jedi.
4. An Anuran Bounty Hunter.
5. An R-3D6 Droid.
No humans. The tone I’m aiming for is quippy classic Star Wars, but also pretty brutal Borg. It’s good to think about what event motivated your character to join the Rebellion. Your motivation will maybe make more sense for this particular mission, but how about pre-mission.
I wonder if one of the Droids are willing to either choose a different class, or maybe a different chassis? We have 2 short and rounds, but we don’t have our C-3PO. Just so we aren’t crossing streams too much!
Bits: Yes
Bobs: Modified Shock Baton (d6, Shoddy), Scarf and leather jacket (Tier 1, -D2 damage), Deck of hologram playing cards.
Class: The droid
Function: Protocol

Modification: Legion Cypher (Roll 1d2 to see if the security codes work. On a 1, they don't and the alarm sounds)
Motivation: One of the other rebels (Len's droid) on the mission is your best pal, and you know they'll never survive if you're not there to save their neck.
Destiny points: 1 (D2)
Abilities and HP
AGI: -2
KNW: -1
PRS: +2
STR: 0
HP: 12
"Honestly, Lieutenant Korrin," C4PQ began in a prim and proper tone, gesticulating with delicate servomotor precision. "I must confess, joining the Alliance was entirely against my better judgment. I am a protocol droid, after all, not a soldier! But how could I leave poor AC-D3 behind in this dangerous venture? The thought alone was unthinkable!"
The Rebel pilot, a grizzled woman with an arm in a sling, smirked as she crouched to tighten the strap on her boot. "Really? Seems to me you’re the one always in trouble."
"Oh, no, Lieutenant. Why, just last week, during that utterly ghastly firefight on Arda Prime, AC foolishly decided to run straight into the middle of a collapsing generator room! If I hadn’t stepped in—well, I dare say the entire operation would have been a disaster."
Instead of talking, AC-D3 chose to emit a rapid series of defiant beeps, the lights on their casing flashing a stubborn red. Of course, the protocol droid understood.
"What do you mean, you saved me?" C4PQ huffed, his optical sensors whirring indignantly. "I distinctly recall dragging you out of the wreckage myself! My legs are still recovering!"
Korrin chuckled as she stood, slinging her blaster over her good shoulder. "So, things are dangerous. Why stick with the Alliance at all?"
C4PQ straightened, his voice taking on a rare note of sincerity. "Because, Lieutenant, the galaxy is in chaos. Someone must ensure order is restored—preferably with etiquette and diplomatic tact, but failing that…" He hesitated, glancing at AC-D3, who gave an encouraging hum. "Well, failing that, someone must ensure that family—however unconventional—survives. AC and I? We’re all we have. And if you ask me," C4PQ added, his usual nervous chatter returning, "this Rebel Alliance is in dire need of a few individuals with sense. Present company excluded, of course."

Alas, they aren’t gleaming red! I love the backstory by the way! Very characterful! Let’s hope our protocol droid makes it through the next mission!



"Look here, lady. PQ here is telling it all wrong. Arda Prime was a work of art. You shoulda seen it! Collapsing that reactor room was exactly what we needed to clear the way for our escape! And hey, they don't call us Gonk droids for nothin'. A little building falling on top of me is just another Tuesday night!"
"Anyway, after PQ here dragged me out, there wasn't a living organism with a brain left on the station. Funny how an overloading fusion reactor doesn't play well with organics! We walked out of there like we owned the place! I even took 3 power converters."
Suddenly, his voice box gives out, and his voice turns into that annoy repeating Gonk sound over and over again until C3PQ gives him solid wack on the top of his square dome. After a flurry of binary curses, he regains his composure.
"Yeah, yeah, thanks PQ, you did good back there, dragging me out. Sorry, my temper gets the better of me sometimes."
"Anyway, how many times do I got to tell you, order is overrated, PQ! If there's one thing I've learned about the galaxy in my 200 years as a walking fusion reactor, is that everything is about power. Who has power, who doesn't, who's willing to do what it takes to take power."
He extends his retractable manipulator arm to pump his fist (or, more accurately, claw) for dramatic emphasis.
"So lady, when you ask me why I want to join the rebellion, I'm telling you straight. It's time to take the power back from those scruffy-looking nerf herders that call themselves "The Legion."
Eventually, The Legion decided to send GR-22 on a suicide mission. AC-D3 tried to save him, but he was too late. All he found was GR-22's head. Ever since, he's been on the run! I'm not sure at what point he ended up with C3PQ, but he's trying to be to PQ as GR-22 was to him.
He'd like to get GR-22's head back on a body at some point, but he knows that is almost impossible. Occasionally he powers up GR-22 and shows him around, where they're at, tells them what they're up to. He knows that GR-22 has only one sentence left in him before he dies, so he never lets him talk.
Thanks for the images, KCC! I will try to recolor the last one to red and use it.
In the meantime, I submitted a character sheet using "Len's template" (or lack thereof). Feels dirty, but we can play with it, for now, and improve it next year with dice tables, editable fields and other things
Name:
Class:
Species:
AGI | KNW | PRS | STR |
Luck | HP | Carrying Capacity |
Bits:
Bobs:
Motivation:
Knock:
Nick:
Knack:
How does Hss’kas, a Jedi from the good old days, feel about working alongside Plok, the bounty hunter extraordinaire?
Who pulled Kibbec off Tatooine and onto this ship? Is he being trained in the Jedi arts?
I can see Plok keeping quiet about his profession. The Jedi might not know. Or might not let on that He Knows.
Based on Plok's motivation...

It looks to me like he's on a bit of a redemptive arc. He might have even taked jobs from the Imperials until he realized they Had to Go.
Ship looks great, people look great... Punch it, Chewie!
KCC may use "Legion" in their images and resources though, as I guess it would be easier this way. =)
"Kreegyr's a separatist. Maya Pei's a neo-Republican. The Ghorman front. The Partisan alliance. Sectorists. Human cultists. Galaxy partitionists. They're lost! All of them, lost!"
A rebellion with a million names! Reader, all be using this as my justification for why some parts of the galaxy call these goons the Legion! :D