GamerRat will never go into any situation head-on. Whether it be combat or just strolling down the street, he will stick to the shadows or cloak himself in the Force. The less he is seen, the better. If he cannot sneak up on someone, then GamerRat will not bother confronting them.

GamerRat is a master of fitting in and impersonation. There is scarcely a planet in the galaxy where he can't manage to find a way to fit in, be it throwing together a convincing imitation of local guard or pretending to be a regular local. GamerRat is so good at such that he may have seemingly lost all sense of personal style and flair, leaving him as always simply the imitator.

GamerRat is often confused and heavily saddened by the amount of idiocy that constantly surrounds him. It is often much easier for GamerRat to cope with people by ensuring he stays inebriated and dulling his senses. When unable to find alcohol for an extended period of time, GamerRat will devolve into a ravenous, hate-filled monster that is nigh impossible to be around. In other words, GamerRat is an addict.

GamerRat prefers to push the rules to the absolute limit. While he is unlikely to actually break rules or disobey orders, he toes the line between what is allowed and what isn't at every opportunity.

GamerRat wears out his opponents through use of the Force, agility, and evasion. Once he has sufficiently tired his foes through the Force, physical, or mental assault, he quickly tries to find a means of cleanly and swiftly dispatching them - usually resulting in a somewhat risky all-or-nothing attempt at a deathblow.

GamerRat possesses a single minded drive for victory, and a deep-seated martyr complex. When presented with a chance to wade into battle versus overwhelming odds, GamerRat does not hesitate, and instead rushes in, relying on skill, fate or chance to let him survive.