Alema Distombe
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Alema Distombe
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You don't survive the arenas of Zygerria by being nice. Now get up or I'll put you down for good!
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Alema Distombe Very tall and muscular former gladiatrix slave on Zygerria, turned mercenary after she escaped.
Age: 30
Height: 7 feet tall (213cm)
Build; Very muscular

#SWRP #MVRP

MDNI ⛔️
Not a lewd account

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“Hey, at least you did not wake up in a trash again.”
He’s up, he’s up.
Annnnnnd he’s got no idea where he is.

Typical.
October 24, 2025 at 12:32 PM
She chuckled, eyes wide in surprise.

“Wow, really? I didn’t take you two for such… serious types. But how did you end up doing hired jobs? Unless you’re an advanced assassin droid or you have an organic partner, droids aren’t usually taken seriously in that line of work…”
Gary: “I was on a ship when the shutdown command came in. I floated around for a few years before some scavengers took me and used me for their work.”

Bob: “I was sent to a scrapyard, but I was not destroyed. The same group found me and intended on selling me for parts. Gary reactivated me -
“From my experience, it’s not fate but your actions that get stuff done. How did you manage to not be turned into tin cans? You ran away? Blasted your way out heroically?”
August 21, 2025 at 11:36 AM
She smirked, and pulled out two sawed off doubled barreled scatter guns “These babies! I like to get close and personal!”
"Oh neat, I don't get paid well honestly, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying some bantha steaks every now and then. Sooo.... what's your weapon of choice?"
“Name’s Alema. Mercenary, bounty huntress, enforcer, bodyguard and all that stuff that pays well for hired muscles.”
August 21, 2025 at 11:28 AM
“From my experience, it’s not fate but your actions that get stuff done. How did you manage to not be turned into tin cans? You ran away? Blasted your way out heroically?”
Bob: “It was. Fortunately, or unfortunately, fate had other ideas.”
She raised an eyebrow, surprised by not impressed.

“Really? I thought the retirement plans for veteran battle droids was the scrapyard after you lost the war.”
August 21, 2025 at 11:27 AM
“Funny how that doesn’t involve you doing a single thing. You could start a cantina brawl if you’re bored.”
“Ugh! Finally. Took long enough for things to get exciting ‘round here.”
“I did not say at the same time though. But some people might… disappear soon… one after another…” she said with an ominous grin.
August 21, 2025 at 8:00 AM
“Name’s Alema. Mercenary, bounty huntress, enforcer, bodyguard and all that stuff that pays well for hired muscles.”
"Oh no man, I've been beat up enough in the past week. I'm down for like idk drinks and maybe some snacks.

Oh and my name is Chosung, bounty hunter and local idiot."
She smirked and flexed a big arm muscle.

“I do! I could teach you a few things if you want.”
August 21, 2025 at 7:59 AM
She raised an eyebrow, surprised by not impressed.

“Really? I thought the retirement plans for veteran battle droids was the scrapyard after you lost the war.”
Gary: “Don’t underestimate us! We’re war veterans dammit.”
“You might have a window of opportunity for the two seconds of confusion the imperials will get when they see you.”
August 21, 2025 at 7:58 AM
She smirked and flexed a big arm muscle.

“I do! I could teach you a few things if you want.”
"Bruhh you were a slave AND a gladiator? That's sad but also wow u must fight good. I can't fight well."
She chuckled.

“Well, maybe the slavers who put me in the arena must have fed me well enough then. Guess they were happy with the show I put on back then.”
August 20, 2025 at 4:17 PM
“I did not say at the same time though. But some people might… disappear soon… one after another…” she said with an ominous grin.
Raises a brow.

“What? That’s the plan, huh? Take on everyone?”
She cracked her knuckles.

“A lot of EX someone you mean…”
August 20, 2025 at 4:16 PM
She cracked her knuckles.

“A lot of EX someone you mean…”
A lotta someone’s now that you mention it.
“What?! You ever found someone who could beat someone up like I do?!”
August 19, 2025 at 8:10 PM
She chuckled.

“Well, maybe the slavers who put me in the arena must have fed me well enough then. Guess they were happy with the show I put on back then.”
"No way that's totally fake news... No one should be over 2m tall...

okay I'm kidding, but i'm usually the tallest dude in the room. I don't know what was in that Arkanian water."
“I dunno. I’m just built different I guess. Or it’s just other people are too short.”
August 19, 2025 at 3:22 PM
“What?! You ever found someone who could beat someone up like I do?!”
In my defence, you really aren’t worth what you asked for.
“Not paying me enough for my services for a start.”
August 19, 2025 at 1:41 PM
“I dunno. I’m just built different I guess. Or it’s just other people are too short.”
August 19, 2025 at 11:46 AM
“Not paying me enough for my services for a start.”
The short. Duh.
“You wanna have the short, or long version?”
August 19, 2025 at 11:45 AM
“You wanna have the short, or long version?”
What the hell did I ever do to you?
Knowing you, you probably had it coming.
August 18, 2025 at 7:41 AM
Knowing you, you probably had it coming.
THIRTY THOUSAND CREDITS FOR ANYONE WHO CAN KILL DENGAR!

The bastard tried to shoot me.
August 15, 2025 at 8:12 PM
“You might have a window of opportunity for the two seconds of confusion the imperials will get when they see you.”
Gary: “I’ve got us a job! We’re gunna hit an imperial arms depot!”

Bob: “Oh good. I was worried we’d live to see another day.”
August 11, 2025 at 6:04 PM
Reposted by Alema Distombe
July 22, 2025 at 8:46 PM
She smiled gently, leaned down due to her height to be at her head level, and teasingly patted Maddie's.

“I promise.” She said with a big smile.
That seemed to win Alema some points. Madary, small, quiet thing she was, was comforted by mercy, and sought nothing in death. She had spent enough time within its dark myre.

"Promise?"
She might not be special to others, but to Alema, she is. Killing that guy would only make a mess. She wants to teach him a lesson, so no other twi’lek falls prey to him.

“Look, I’ll try to talk first, and I’ll go easy on him if he doesn’t listen. Don’t want him to hurt you or anyone else again.”
June 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
She might not be special to others, but to Alema, she is. Killing that guy would only make a mess. She wants to teach him a lesson, so no other twi’lek falls prey to him.

“Look, I’ll try to talk first, and I’ll go easy on him if he doesn’t listen. Don’t want him to hurt you or anyone else again.”
She shrank in on herself even more. Now she may have just got a guy killed... She shouldn't have said anything, what was a bruise? She'd had more bruises than skin before. This was nothing. It's not like anyone should get hurt over her. She's no one special...

"... I dunno... Maybe..."
If there is one thing Alema hates, it’s people taking advantage of her kind. For some reason, few people tried to treat her like they do the others.

“Really? Is he still there? Because I want to… talk to him…” she said ominously while cracking her knuckles.
June 27, 2025 at 7:59 PM
If there is one thing Alema hates, it’s people taking advantage of her kind. For some reason, few people tried to treat her like they do the others.

“Really? Is he still there? Because I want to… talk to him…” she said ominously while cracking her knuckles.
Madary froze for a second. This was the wall. She had been taught that asking for help results in nothing but a yank on her lekku.

"... There was a guy... At the club. He wanted to dance, we did, he uhm... Tried some stuff, I had issues and he hit me and left."
She frowned, finding the quick pace of her reply worrying.

"Really? Their hands must be the size of rancor claw then. Or they were more than just handsy..."

She leaned closer, and placed her hand on Maddie's shoulder gently.

"You know it's always worth it with me."
June 27, 2025 at 6:51 PM
She frowned, finding the quick pace of her reply worrying.

"Really? Their hands must be the size of rancor claw then. Or they were more than just handsy..."

She leaned closer, and placed her hand on Maddie's shoulder gently.

"You know it's always worth it with me."
"Nothing." Maddie said it far too quickly.

"Nothing important. Handsy clients at the club, I promise. It's not worth it."
Alema turned toward her, her eyes widening in surprise when seeing the sorry state Madary is in. Her surprise turned to anger quickly, though not toward Maddie, but toward whoever did this to her!

“You alright? What happened this time?” She asked, a mix of worry and vengeance in her voice.
June 22, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Alema turned toward her, her eyes widening in surprise when seeing the sorry state Madary is in. Her surprise turned to anger quickly, though not toward Maddie, but toward whoever did this to her!

“You alright? What happened this time?” She asked, a mix of worry and vengeance in her voice.
The sound of Madary's boots on the boarding ramp told the story of how her day went. If she had some pep, some speed, everything was golden.

But some days, like today, were slower, like she weighed more.

She turned on her lights to reveal the reader, watching her as she came home. +
June 19, 2025 at 7:26 PM
“Should have hired some private security. There would only be little bits of your spider left.”
Breaking News

Some Spider-mask wearing person just webbed-up our entire company HQ.

What the hell?
Not cool.
May 18, 2025 at 11:52 AM
She nodded, and cracked her nuckles together

"Alright then, I see! Glad to see you consider me a worthy opponent! So, where are these rustbuckets you need me to roughen up a bit to teach them how to fight?" she asked rather ecstatically.
"For the most part yes. But you need data to use for said programming."

"I have a few set aside just for this reason. They learn, adapt and change based on opponents. But they need worthy opponents. Otherwise, they're no better than their last fight."
Alema was clearly surprised by such an unusual offer, but seemed just as curious as well.

"Training droids? I thought they only needed programming... but that sounds fun!"

She then chuckled "I just hope you're ready to repair them if I... get a bit too rough with them..."
May 10, 2025 at 9:10 PM