despite this ad suggesting only 6 people, there is no limit of how many special forces pilots there are.

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as TIE pilots all of them have their own ship and an astromech droid.

since they are a part of an elite unit, the have been through a lot - both on land and in space. they are devoted to the order, each other, and staying alive for as long as they can.

they have more stories than they care to tell. mostly because some of them should never reach the ears of their superiors. when you get shot down and stranded on a planet you know next to nothing about things just… happen.

first order TIEs are two seaters, what means that they often work in pairs.

more details will start appearing as the crew grows - for now everything about them is open! that includes their nicknames, personalities and hierarchy.

BLUELINE: reserved for inky despite getting their nickname from a failed maneuver that almost destroyed their ship, they are known to be good soldiers. trigger happy? yes. suffering from overgrown bravado that only their superiors can control? of course. but they would probably take any hit for their unit and the order.

CENTURION: reserved for lark oldest living member of the elite, often acting like a stand in superior officer in situations where they can’t receive orders from their real superior officers. most seasoned fighter and good observer. probably the leader of the unit.

QUICKSHOT: reserved for gray not the best pilot of all, but definitely the best shot. scoring highest on the reflex tests, they have saved other members of the unit (and the whole operations) from untimely end. voted most likely to fall in love with their blaster. 

FLATHAT: reserved for ellie forever toeing the line of insubordination, they are known to have strong opinions on things and not being afraid to voice them - especially out of the officers’ earshot. probably the unluckiest of the unit, but also born with the biggest heart.

OFFICER: reserved for kay not a part of the unit, but rather a glorified messenger between the unit and the high ranked officers. they are a secretary whose only job is scheduling check ups, meetings and passing along the messages and simpler orders. the unit’s best friend. doesn’t have a droid or a ship.

short and sweet because most of things in this ad are open. viva la little text!

his sister disappeared without a trace six years ago. the case has already gone cold with no evidence, witnesses, or even a body. still, he feels like there’s something more he could do about it. and if nobody else is going to do anything, he’s ready to take the responsibility.

probably has a complicated relationship with his brother in law, myron. mostly because they have known each other for decades now, and he’s been even more of an asshole now than before his wife disappeared.

probably not really aware of what’s going down behind the curtain of point pleasant, but having a bad feeling about this.

prefers to believe his sister is still alive somewhere.

could be a full time private eye, honest, but not well liked, cop, or just a desperate brother needing closure.

general face claim suggestions are: oscar isaac, diego luna, ricky whittle, matthew goode and rami malek.

local catholic priest with a complicated past, progressive views on religion, and a daughter that he likes to think he raised right, despite her being slightly all over the place when it comes to what she wants from life. but hey - at least she’s doing better than he did back in a day.

grew up as a nerd and stayed a nerd to this day, despite becoming a priest. and is one of not many people who are absolutely not surprised by that.

there was time in his life when he was still trying to find his way through the complicated world of demisexuality, and kind of dated three of his best friends at the same time. everything became far more complicated when one of them got pregnant, as one could assume. luckily for his reputation it was not something any of the participants felt the need to make public.

his wife died because of birth complications and left andrew all alone with an infant he did not feel like he cold take care of alone.

world’s okayest dad and the king of waffles, despite everything.

his relationships with other members of the parish are in most cases complex, but not outright negative. andrew prides himself on being a likable and reasonable guy.

lawful good all the way.

being a priest, widowed single father, and hobbyist philosopher has taken its toll on him throughout the years, especially since after his friend-romance fiasco andrew has been careful not to get too close to anybody, just to make sure he won’t hurt them, too. now he’s lonely nervous wreck, who focuses on his work and needs of others in order to look away from his own issues.

probably had to deal with more than one slightly desperate woman trying to take a bite out of the forbidden fruit that is seducing a priest away from god’s light, but if there is anything to be said about andrew’s stance on romantic relationships, he’s damn good at avoiding them. it would also be a sin.

probably the biggest fan of stargazing that has ever graced point pleasant - or at the very least more devoted one. he’s been spending his nights taring at the sky ever since he was old enough to be allowed to do that.

is a part of the local pta, and is doing a surprisingly good job of making the youths of point pleasant not hate him. as a priest and a father, he sees this as an accomplishment.

needs a hug and somebody to exorcise the christian guilt from his mind once and for all, before he does something stupid.

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some families are full of doctors, some families are full of electricians, gillerans are full of funeral home workers, coroners and emergency clean up crew for all the blood lovers of point pleasant who oh-so-love killing, but not so much taking care of the leftovers. taking that into consideration it almost makes sense why myron is the way he is.

despite being a human shaped cryptid living on one tenth of sleep required for a grown adult to survive and keeping himself going on alcohol, caffeine and occasional nicotine inhalations, his brain is somehow still functioning enough to remember all names, dates and lists that he ever came in contact with. it’s a gift.

since he was standing in line for unnervingly good memory while god was giving out kindness, he turned out to be… well. let’s just say that empathy is not a concept he’s overly familiar with. still, he’s not as heartless as his sleep depravation fueled annoyance with the universe as a whole makes him out to be.

the very few friends he has have probably known him ever since he was just a kid, struggling with almost crippling anxiety his mother helped him overcome by using less than diplomatic methods.

surprisingly enough, being a borderline irredeemable asshole has never stopped him from organizing flawless funerals and wakes. he’s a professional through and through.

“does anyone else get a little bit of a gay vibe? no? okay.”

one of his not many virtues is honesty. unless telling the truth would cause him and the whole funeral house operation go down in flames of justice, of course. he’s not ruining the delicate ecosystem of this city just because lying makes him feel bad. he has alcohol to fix that.

usually drinks to forget, but his alcohol tolerance and memory are too good, so he drinks more to, at the very least, drown the frustration.

big fan of succulents. for no real reason, he just thinks they look nice and will fight anybody who feels like bringing this small fondness up.

once had a cat, but it died. once had a beautiful orchid, but he forogt to water it. once had a wife, but one day she disappeared. all three topics are off limits.

sobering up probably would kill him.