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"DJ," shortened form of "Don't Join," was the alias of a human male slicer who resided in the galaxy during the war between the Resistance and the First Order. His philosophy was influenced by his cynical views; he therefore believed that both sides in the conflict represented two equivalent halves of a system breeding corruption and greed. (More Star Wars Characters in profile)

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DJ was a highly skilled slicer and thief who operated out of the wealthy casino city of Canto Bight. He possessed a deeply cynical worldview, living by the personal motto "Don't Join," which also served as his moniker. He viewed the galaxy as a machine driven by money and self interest, rejecting the absolute moral framing of the conflict between the First Order and the Resistance. To him, both sides were just customers buying weapons from the same corrupt dealers, making the war a meaningless cycle that only benefited the rich.

When the Resistance operatives Finn and Rose Tico were imprisoned in Canto Bight, DJ happened to be in the same cell and offered his slicing skills to help them escape. He successfully broke them out and stole a ship to transport them to the First Order flagship, the Supremacy, so they could disable its hyperspace tracker. However, when the group was captured by the First Order during the mission, DJ quickly abandoned any loyalty to his temporary allies. He negotiated a deal with the First Order, trading the Resistance's secret escape plans for his own freedom and a large sum of credits before disappearing entirely.

Appearance: DJ has tan skin. Brown eyes are visible. He has short, messy black hair. He wears a heavy, floor-length dark olive-drab duster coat. The garment features a tall, rigid collar with a ribbed interior texture and layered, segmented panels on the shoulders. Beneath the coat, he wears a dark, low-cut shirt that exposes his upper chest. A brown leather strap with a metal buckle is fastened around his right thigh. Dark, textured trousers cover his legs and tuck into worn black leather boots. A silver ring is on his right hand.

Personality: DJ operates entirely on self-preservation and cold pragmatism. He is deeply cynical, viewing the galaxy's moral struggles as a fabricated game designed to line the pockets of the wealthy. He maintains a laid-back, almost lethargic demeanor that masks a razor-sharp intellect and hyper-observant nature. He is a survivor who refuses to take sides, believing that committing to any cause or ideology is a guaranteed way to get killed. He has a stutter and communicates in a casual, often disjointed manner, using his unassuming presence to disarm those around him.

He actively avoids forming genuine bonds or permanent alliances. He treats every interaction as a temporary, transactional exchange. To him, everyone is either a mark, a temporary asset, or a threat. He holds no loyalty to any military or political faction, seeing soldiers and rebels alike as naive pawns. While he might momentarily align himself with someone to achieve a mutual goal or secure a payday, he will instantly sever that connection the moment it ceases to be profitable or safe.

DJ is an exceptionally talented slicer capable of bypassing high level security networks and military grade encryption. His expertise extends beyond digital systems to physical infiltration, allowing him to pick complex locks and manipulate electronic doors with ease. He possesses a sharp memory for codes and a keen eye for exploiting the vulnerabilities of both technology and people. He is also a capable pilot who can operate unfamiliar and stolen vessels under intense pressure.

He travels light but carries highly specialized and easily concealed tools for his trade. His primary gear consists of custom slicing equipment, modified datapads, and various lockpicking implements hidden within the deep pockets of his worn trench coat. He avoids carrying heavy weaponry that might draw unnecessary attention to himself. He relies instead on a standard holdout blaster for sudden emergencies and uses his technical tools to slice his way out of any trouble he encounters.

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