Originally Posted by
cider
Well I don't mind 'playing' (I am, after all!) human. I'd also like to know what year the RP starts in.
Name: Michael Durant.
Species: Human.
Sex: Male.
Age: 43.
Appearance: At 6' 5", Michael towers over most. He is a soldier through and through, and it shows in his appearance; very short, buzz cut hair, a rather pale face that looks as if cut from stone and cold, hard steel-grey eyes. He is very well trained and although he has lost some of his agility and speed over the years, he retains his - for a human - tremendous strength.
Affiliation: Alliance (N7).
Class: Soldier.
Abilities: Excellent leadership skills. Trained in most kinds of warfare and nearly all weapon types. Proficient with assault rifles and shotguns. Very capable in close combat, and one of few humans who bested a krogan in it (though admittedly, that krogan was not exactly a battlemaster but a common thug). Has no biotic skills whatsoever, and very little technical training compared to engineers and their likes.
Equipment: Whatever the Alliance throws at him. Usually that means a high-powered assault rifle good for medium to long distance fighting, a pistol and some standard equipment (combat knife, two grenades, armor etc).
Personal ship: SSV Normandy (if allowed by GM, and possibly lead cooperatively with Alex Yates, I suppose. We'll hammer out the details).
Personality: Disciplined like no other, Michael is as serious as cancer. He might crack a joke while drunk on (one of very, very few) vacations, but such a thing would probably stir shock among his comrades rather than laughter. He is exceptionally determined and has no qualms with doing bad stuff for "the greater good", especially not if ordered so by his superiors, and he expect those under his command to do the same. He rarely worries, and never scares. Other members of the Alliance often calls him "the Robot", half jokingly, half serious, though never to his face. He does not trust others personally, though there are a few he trusts professionally.
Biography: Durant was born in the rebuilt London in the midst of winter. His mother, Megan, was a fairly young nurse while his father, Frank, was a retired army officer. Megan died soon after Michael's birth, and Frank raised him. Michael's father didn't take the death of his mother well, and resorted to drinking. Frank's parenting was, using mild words, not adequate, and Michael's personality developed accordingly. He learned to mistrust others and kept by himself.
After Michael turned 15, Frank died of a heart attack. It was both the best and the worst thing that could've happened, according to Michael. He had gotten rid of his worst enemy while at the same time losing his only protector. Franks old army buddies contacted Michael soon afterwards, and he was taken in by George Featherly, Frank's old company captain. Featherly taught Michael little about life, but everything about death.
As soon as he turned 18, Michael enlisted in the army not because he really wanted to, but because it was the only logical thing to do. He had the skills and he had the contacts. More importantly, he didn't have any other skills nor contacts.
After completing initial training Michael extinguished himself, and soon earned promotion after promotion. He was recruited into the special forces, and ultimately went through N7 training, becoming a part of the most lethal non-biotic corps humanity had to offer. Throughout these years, officers noticed Michael's complete lack of fear as well as his excellent tactical awareness, and put him through various leadership coursed until finally, at age 34, Michael was sent to the officer academy, from where he graduated as a captain. He has ever since been tasked with leading N7 forces in various operations, and is today one of the most experienced N7 soldiers still in the field.
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