Wicket

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Wicket
Military Information
Callsign

Wicket

Rank

Sergeant

Division

Stormtrooper Corps

Biographical Information
Age

18

Species

Sullustan

Gender

Male

Skin Color

Brown with silver face

Height

4′9″(1.5 m)

Weight

108 lbs.(49 kg)

Hair Color

Hairless

Facial Hair

None

Eye Color

Black

Personal Information
Nicknames

Wick, Wickster

Bio[edit]

Appearance[edit]

Wicket is a Sullustan with a light brown tone to his skin. Although his face is silverish. No one knows how that happened because none of his family looks like that. It makes him very unique and he loves it. He has big black eyes that seem to gaze right into you. And of course he is hairless. Wicket is about four feet nine inches and one hundred and eight pounds. Average height in the Sullustan world, but rather short in the VE. Although Riqimo is shorter than him. Wicket doesn't have any noticeable scars, but he does have one. It's on his right shoulder and is about one and a half inch long. He got it from an accident when he was a child.

Personality[edit]

Wicket is unlike any other person. He is very, very outgoing. It's not hard to miss him while walking around, either because of his appearance or because of how loud he is. Most of the time he is quite loud. His normal talking voice is about the same as someone elses shouting voice. You will never see a minute where Wicket is not talking, except when he's sleeping of course. One of his fears is silence. So whenever there is a time when no one is talking, Wicket becomes anxious and will try to start a conversation. It can be quite annoying to others actually. He has no sense of time. Most of the time he is almost late or he ends up being late. It can get him in trouble. Bravery is something Wicket doesn't have. He isn't one you would think of to be in the army, but what happened to him as a child makes him determined and he pushes through his fears, which makes him a good trooper. He is very caring. He loves to create bonds with people, because he wasn't loved by his mother as a child. His squadmates are the people he is closest with. They are like family to him. He takes things very literally and does not get sarcasm. He never knows when someone is being sarcastic, which can make him pretty ditsy at times.

History[edit]

Background[edit]

"So what did you do today?" Zan Yarr, Wicket's father asked Mariann, Wicket's mother.

After a long silence she replied, "That is none of your concern. All you need to know is that I leave and then I come back."

"Ok, sorry i even asked." Zan Yarr said. He usually didn't snap back, but this time he had had enough. He wanted to know what she was up to. "What's with the secrets?" Zan Yarr asked.

Mariann replied, "You will know soon enough."

"What's that mean?" Zan Yarr replied.

"Just never mind. I'm leaving for the night. I'll be back tomorrow."

She left on the speeder that was parked outside. Wicket, who was listening to the whole conversation from the other room, came out and asked, "What was that all about?"

"Oh nothing, don't worry about it. Just get some sleep. We need to be ready to start to work on the starship tomorrow." Zan Yarr answered.

"Alright, whatever you say." Wicket said with a laugh. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight son." Zan Yarr said.

Wicket headed off to bed. He left his father alone in the kitchen. Wicket felt bad for how he was being treated by Mariann. Wicket believed that what his father said about the conversation was true. So he put it in the back of his mind, but did not forget about it. Wicket climbed into bed and dozed off.

Wicket woke up the next morning remembering what had happened the previous night, but he knew that he couldn't let it bother him. He went downstairs and saw his father had already started working on the starship. Wicket said, "Dad, I'm going to the cantina for a little bit." Zan Yarr just waved, too busy working on the starship to say anything.

Wicket went down to the local cantina for a petty social hour and to here some Bith play some fine music. ( I guess you could say it is a daily ritual of his.) After having some fun, he heads back home to help his father on the starship.

"Welcome back. Ready to work on the starship with me?" Zan Yarr asked.

"Oh, I've been ready." Wicket laughed. "Ok, let me go get some tools and what not. I'll be right back. You can start without me."

"I'm way ahead of you." Zan Yarr joked

Wicket headed inside with great speed due to the excitement of getting to work with his father on something they both loved to do. He searched through the garage and found what he needed. He began to carry them out to the starship. On his way he stopped in front of the window and saw his father. Zan Yarr had complete bliss on his face. Wicket was happy that his father was happy. Wicket thought to himself, "Where is mother?"

Not a minute later, did he see Mariann with a group of what looked like Republic soldiers. The group walk towards the starship, and Mariann pointed in Zan Yarr's direction. Zan Yarr was completely oblivious to the events that surrounded him. Wicket was about to go outside and greet his mother and her guests. All of a sudden he saw a big burst of smoke surrounding his father. He waited until the smoke cleared. What Wicket saw next completely upset him. His father was lying on the ground... dead. The group started to walk toward the back of the house. Wicket knew that they were coming for him next. This would be his best chance to escape. He drops all the tools and ran towards the starship and gets in.

Wicket knew that the starship wasn't working properly, so he could only hope that his father finished what needed to be done while he was at the cantina. Wicket was fidgeting with the control panel. Nothing seemed to be working. The he remembered something his father had taught him long ago. He reached under his seat and pulled a lever, which in turn opened up a new set of control panels. Wicket began pushing buttons on the new set of controls. The starship began to rise.

Wicket was watching the Republic soldiers and controlling the ship at the same time. As soon as he was about to pull away he saw the house blow up due to a few thermal detonators. He was completely confused now. He had no idea Why his mother would do such a thing. He had no time to waste. He needed to get out of there.

Wicket did not wish harm to his mother, but instead to the Republic, who had stolen her away from him every night since birth. He wandered the galaxy aimlessly with thoughts rushing through his mind. He could not seem to figure anything out. He decided to go to the nearest Stormtrooper recruiting station.

When Wicket landed, he saw a grand building, ad thought this must be the place. He saw a bunch of people in uniform walking about. He went up to one and asked "Excuse me, do you happen to know where the nearest Stormtrooper recruiting station is?

The man pointed to a building to the north. This man was very strong and muscular. He did not say anything. All he did was point.

"Thank you." Wicket said.

Wicket stood there for a few minutes, trying to get used to his surroundings, since he thought this might be his new home. When he was finished observing, he headed toward the building in which the man pointed.

Story Participation[edit]

Story Start Date Story Type Number of Posts
The Gauntlet on Nkllon February 11, 2007 Squad(Eclipse) 2
Waters of Treachery February 27, 2007 Squad(Eclipse) 6
Combat Engineer Specialty March 8, 2007 Specialty(Combat Engineer) 4
Mercenary Work April 19, 2007 Personal 3
Rising Thunder April 28, 2007 Platoon(Storm) 5
A Frozen Summer May 1, 2007 Personal 2
Collision Course June 11, 2007 Chapter(8.5) 20
Champagne for My Real Friends... August 8, 2007 Squad(Eclipse) 2
Total 44