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Bio: After deployment in many different battles across the galaxy and others, some as a subordinate, others the independent leader, John's temperament completely changed. He has since become much more quiet and is only known to talk when giving orders or sorting out problems; While he still has the loyalty and trust of his squad of many battles, he rarely talks to them on a personal level anymore. He seems almost.... withdrawn, and is very protective of those under his control after losing quite a few.
^ Note that is just building off of the original bio,located I think here.
Perk:

Name: John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Yawk" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 200/200
Personality: Semi-quiet, Observant, Serious, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'11", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone, large slash scar down left forearm.
Traits you see snipers and hidden troops more easily
Bio: After deployment in many different battles across the galaxy and others, some as a subordinate, others the independent leader, John's temperament completely changed. He has since become much more quiet and is only known to talk when giving orders or sorting out problems; While he still has the loyalty and trust of his squad of many battles, he rarely talks to them on a personal level anymore. He seems almost.... withdrawn, and is very protective of those under his control after losing quite a few.
Perk: Protection of the quiet, your squad members armor and your own are increased by 50

you can also make other squad members different races just put


ok and look at above post

Shieldman
Armor: Z-3 Combat armor, aka 'Mom's Sweater'. It covers all vital areas with thick composite metal armor that can deflect or minimize most conventional ammunition and the weaker plasma and laser rounds; In between these plates is a mesh that can wwithstand flying debri, conventional metal melee weapons ( basically very strong chainmail), but it suffers in protection there in that the meshed areas are near-useless against stronger ammunition and all plasma and laser rounds. It does, however, give the wearer very good mobility on the battlefield and is most often used by recon units. It gained the nickname of 'Mom's sweater' because of its poor inner ventilation.
Weapon: TR-2 Mobile Shield, Plasma SMG, 3 flares, beacon, 2 HE (high explosive) grenades. The Mobile Shield is a newly developed prototype, about 5 feet in height and 3 feetfrom one end to the other, though it is curved so it could be considered longer in actual surface area. Continued again in a sep post >.>

Weighing about 20 pounds, a skille doperator can eaisily cover both himself and 1-2 others with it; training allows the handle(s) to be rotated so it may be wielded both in its traditional top-down form or, in rare cases, horizontal. Spikes can also be deployed on either side by the operator, though these spikes are almost useless in any form of melee combat and are primarily used for planting the shield in the ground securely. It is mainly opaque and a greyish appearance, with a translucscent viewing panel for the operator to see through. Being that the trained operator can use it with one arm, the supplementary plasma SMG (though it is weaker and somewhat smaller than standard plasma SMGs) is often used in combination with it. Shieldmen are sometimes called Turtles because they wear the shield on their backs when it is not in use, resembling a very big turtle.
Misc.: Shock tactics training, Urban warfare training.

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

We'll shoot selective fire into the battle, targeting only the enemies. Sharp will aim for the leader of the aliens.

Noob, good to see ya again. CI was about half of what made the original game so much fun.

Oh and the helmet resembles a hybrid of a football helmet and a riot helmet; it protects against concussion waves, flying debri/shrapnel to the face and/or head (it has a clear visor covering from the mid-forehead to just below the chin, though the visor is weaker than the helmet itself), small-caliber fire, and has a built in communications device.

sure, but again no mw2 rules


Name: John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Yawk" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 200/200
Personality: Semi-quiet, Observant, Serious, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'11", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone, large slash scar down left forearm.
Traits you see snipers and hidden troops more easily
Bio: After deployment in many different battles across the galaxy and others, some as a subordinate, others the independent leader, John's temperament completely changed. He has since become much more quiet and is only known to talk when giving orders or sorting out problems; While he still has the loyalty and trust of his squad of many battles, he rarely talks to them on a personal level anymore. He seems almost.... withdrawn, and is very protective of those under his control after losing quite a few.
Perk: Protection of the quiet, your squad members armor and your own are increased by 50

put him in there and if there are any dif races put that too

so your on a large ship, a boarding party...you think, all you know is that you gotta help the ships above Sathia (planet hyper was on) and disrupt operations on an enemy ship. you have yourself and 3 other squads are about to smash through the doors

and my other character (with your squad) is a Formor Fandor soldier (the pig dudes) with greying skin, about 100 and is old, who gave up fighting for the midors and went with the humans. (Light melee)

the pilot says "10 minutes till we land!" Ghan (my character) snorts and says "alright, i know the workings of these ships, and i should be able to navigate the corridors, but you guys gotta keep this old timer alive, 'lright?"

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

We'll shoot selective fire into the battle, targeting only the enemies. Sharp will aim for the leader of the aliens.

Noob, good to see ya again. CI was about half of what made the original game so much fun.
Loco, tell me that we aren't on different sides...

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

hyper your on the same side, once you evacuate this place, you'll meet up again



wut was talkin bout the space battle? the captain sees you and says "who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing on my bridge??"

a console blows up star trek style, killing the person in front of it

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

Don't watch Star Trek either Loco....

Taylor salutes, stands at attention, and introduces himself and his team.

Hai Noobs your character is a sergeant or something around there, and you can list the ranks of your subordinates.

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

jesus do you like any good shows, other than burn notice.

well just imagine a big splodey with lots o' sparks and smoke


"and what the hell are you doing on my bridge, were in the middle of the battle!"

What do you mean by mw2 rules?

Name: John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba"Tommy Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; Lia Herrmann, Shieldman ; "Yawk" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 200/200
Personality: Semi-quiet, Observant, Serious, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'11", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone, large slash scar down left forearm.
Traits you see snipers and hidden troops more easily
Bio: To save space, I'm not including it.
Perk: Protection of the quiet, armor +50

"How wide are the corridors?" Marti'is asks.

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

Halo isn't a show you *******...
Psych, Monk, NCIS, Battlestar Galactica(reimagined), Criminal Minds.
"There was an explosion, sir, we had to evacuate the area."

Name: John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Yawk" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 200/200
Personality: Semi-quiet, Observant, Serious, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'11", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone, large slash scar down left forearm.
Traits you see snipers and hidden troops more easily
Bio: After deployment in many different battles across the galaxy and others, some as a subordinate, others the independent leader, John's temperament completely changed. He has since become much more quiet and is only known to talk when giving orders or sorting out problems; While he still has the loyalty and trust of his squad of many battles, he rarely talks to them on a personal level anymore. He seems almost.... withdrawn, and is very protective of those under his control after losing quite a few.
Perk: Protection of the quiet, your squad members armor and your own are increased by 50

^use this sheet and add your guy pl0x


shield is unbreakable and even when your being shot you can still move around like nothing


"fairly wide, half us to go side by side"

"5 minutes till break in!"


Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

Halo isn't a show you *******...

Psych

Monk

NCIS,

Battlestar Galactica(reimagined)

Criminal Minds.

"There was an explosion, sir, we had to evacuate the area."

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: Staff Sergeant.
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Specialist Joseph "Jello/Joey" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Lance Corporal Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Private First Class Nicholas "Snickers" Smith[Infantry], Private Charles "Cheeto" Thomas[Technician].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Flashbangs[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator, Bale o' cloth
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
Personality: Businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits:Resources!: you tweaked some of your nades to get everything from them, all grenades have larger blast Radii and bigger booms (bout 10%)
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: I'm Ruined!: you have nothing to live for, why does it matter? cause you have the poor mans hate, (10% extra with melee combat)

i prefer CSI

"there are a lot of explosions, give me one good reason to not kick you off and send you on a boarding mission!"