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Meet AK-47 an assassin droid trapped in an R2 unit's body.
AK-47: Behold, meatbags, my tale of woe and murder.
I was created on the weapons manufacturing planet of Balmorra. I was top of the line and was bought by a Hutt by the name of Xoxx (pronounced Zocks). My original color scheme was chrome, sense Xoxx was a gangster on Tattooine he decided to paint me to match the planet... bronze... I hate bronze. He then sent me to work on deadbeats that owed him drug money from all of his narcotic dealings. I knew I was designed for better, so I killed Xoxx while he was sleeping.
To make a long story short, I ended up in the dune seas of Tattooine, disassembled by Xoxx's right hand man. I was then salvaged by a group of Jawas who put the only surviving part of me, my brain if you will, into an R2 unit. First off I was furious and tried to escape, that proved fruitless. That is until a young man came to buy droids from the Jawas, he saw that I didn't speak the "Beep boop" language of most R2 units and bought me along with a BD-3000 Luxury droid... you meatbags and your infatuation with feminine droid models... it disturbs me.
To make an even longer story short, the man who bought me was a Sith apprentice by the name of Darth Poxylam (pronounced Pox-uh-lum) who saw me for what I was, an assassin. He then began to outfit me with several new adjustments, even a more clever upgrade to my brain. Those were the best years of my droid lifespan. He ordered me to kill in large groups, usually at high class parties. I would go in disguised as a servant droid, get into the middle of the room, then unleash hell upon the party-goers.
Eventually though Darth Poxylam found a hidden Sith power in the far distance of the outer rim and went on a voyage to find it... unfortunately he never returned. So now I am without an owner, but I do enjoy what I do now. I now accept bounty contracts and happily assassinate the targets. My charges are pay for 4 kills and the 5th is free.
Edit: and before anyone asks, yes, he is based on HK-47 from KotOR
Star Wars (c) George Lucas & Disney
AK-47 (c)
AK-47: Behold, meatbags, my tale of woe and murder.
I was created on the weapons manufacturing planet of Balmorra. I was top of the line and was bought by a Hutt by the name of Xoxx (pronounced Zocks). My original color scheme was chrome, sense Xoxx was a gangster on Tattooine he decided to paint me to match the planet... bronze... I hate bronze. He then sent me to work on deadbeats that owed him drug money from all of his narcotic dealings. I knew I was designed for better, so I killed Xoxx while he was sleeping.
To make a long story short, I ended up in the dune seas of Tattooine, disassembled by Xoxx's right hand man. I was then salvaged by a group of Jawas who put the only surviving part of me, my brain if you will, into an R2 unit. First off I was furious and tried to escape, that proved fruitless. That is until a young man came to buy droids from the Jawas, he saw that I didn't speak the "Beep boop" language of most R2 units and bought me along with a BD-3000 Luxury droid... you meatbags and your infatuation with feminine droid models... it disturbs me.
To make an even longer story short, the man who bought me was a Sith apprentice by the name of Darth Poxylam (pronounced Pox-uh-lum) who saw me for what I was, an assassin. He then began to outfit me with several new adjustments, even a more clever upgrade to my brain. Those were the best years of my droid lifespan. He ordered me to kill in large groups, usually at high class parties. I would go in disguised as a servant droid, get into the middle of the room, then unleash hell upon the party-goers.
Eventually though Darth Poxylam found a hidden Sith power in the far distance of the outer rim and went on a voyage to find it... unfortunately he never returned. So now I am without an owner, but I do enjoy what I do now. I now accept bounty contracts and happily assassinate the targets. My charges are pay for 4 kills and the 5th is free.
Edit: and before anyone asks, yes, he is based on HK-47 from KotOR
Star Wars (c) George Lucas & Disney
AK-47 (c)
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You realize HK-47 was already a joke on AK-47, right? -_-