Korriban Research Alpha 0-11code name Kraze my official designation. I was the only of my model to be brought to full scale. An attempt to create an assassin droid that could pass a human and gain greater access to its targets. I lived up to all of their expectations, Human enough to pass through scanners, yet above the influence of Jedi mind tricks. Of course they had to find away to control me. Couldn't exactly use a restraining bolt. So they made my operational systems totally reliant on spice. Pretty smart on their part, if i ever tried to run off I wouldn't get very far. They Only gave me enough to complete my assignment and return. However it was completely unnecessary I enjoyed my work. Everything changed however one night as a random power surge started my systems up during a period of maintenance. I heard the voices of my programming team. They were discussing the best way to disassemble me and sell of the parts. I considered my options. With no spice running wasn't going to be an option. There was three of them all lightly armed and me without my trusty blaster. I didn't like the odds, but i wasn't going to start feeling sorry for them. Not programmed that way.
It was over quickly. Three bodies laid in crumpled messes, the smell of blaster fire lingered in the air. I knew that security response time would be fast too fast to spend too much time gathering supplies. I grabbed my equipment bag and filled it with as much spice as i could around the external armor platting and my blaster. I pulled a robe over my head and disappeared in to the night. The next morning it was all the talk of the colony. They made it look like a simple clash between rival spice dealers. Good play on their part, don't want to start a panic tell people there is a homicidal droid running around that looks like one of them. Ill figure out who is pulling the strings behind all of this. But first I need some credits, running out of spice........
