Here is my character sheet! I did not know what to add, so let me know if I missed anything.


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[b]Name: [/b] Vincent “Vinny” Callahan

[b]Age: [/b] 25

[b]Time period: [/b] World War 2

[b]Occupation: [/b] Infantry soldier (machine gunner) in the U.S army 

[b]Physical Description: [/b] Vinny is 5'8 with a slimmer-than-average build. He has a long face with his narrow brown eyes too close together, and all his facial features seem to be too low on his face, leaving a large forehead. He attempts to cover this with his wavy chestnut brown hair that he wears slightly brushed forward with a deep side part. Since beginning in active duty in Europe, he has shaved his hair into a mohawk in an attempt to intimidate his enemies (and maybe even some of his comrades). His mouth is very wide and he has a rather large chin, giving him a gangly, almost comical appearance. Despite his awkward full-face appearance, however, his profile is strangely handsome in a non-traditional way.

[b]Personality: [/b] Vinny is what you would call a bonafide smartass. He is as sarcastic as they come, impatient as a 3-year-old child, and swears like a sailor. He is known for his cackling laugh, which erupts from his mouth more than is probably socially acceptable. He likes to think of himself as a rather charismatic smooth-talker, but he usually just gets too cocky and gets himself into more trouble. That was his (near) fatal flaw.

As for his good points, he is confident (bordering on cocky) and fairly brave. He tries to be helpful, but he is often condescending without meaning to be. As for all his sarcasm and general jerkery, he does generally mean it in a good-natured way. It's the only thing he knows.

[b]Background: [/b] Every soldier feels that it can never happen to him. Others may get hit – wounded or worse—but not [i]him[/i]. He was invincible. He didn’t go through all that training to get taken out the first day. That is, every soldier in his first battle feels that way. After the adrenaline from fighting for one’s life, too many close calls, and being surrounded with death at every turn, the realization hits that yes, it [i]can[/i] happen – if one is not careful. Foolish maneuvers and carelessness could easily buy a man six feet of Earth, or usually far less than that in the case of this damned war. 

For one Vincent Callahan, or “Vinny” as he was often called by his comrades when one of his many other nicknames proved too inappropriate, this feeling of invincibility did wane, but was never really lost. He did become more careful, but his fatal flaw was his cockiness. That is, he thought it was fatal. 

The story, as far as he knew it, was this. He and his assistant gunner on their M1919 machine gun were tasked at providing cover fire for their squad as they rushed the enemy lines. Everything was going according to plan, when German Tigers rolled over the rise ahead and began pushing the men back. Feeling it was still his duty to cover his comrades until they passed, Vinny held his position and kept firing, much to the distress of his assistant gunner, Albert Drees. Vinny held out until the last man passed their lines, and he could remember Drees yelling at him that he was going to get them both killed. To appease the man, he began picking up the MG, when he felt a locomotive plow straight into his chest. He felt no pain, and he could not see or hear anything. Was this what death is like? It was kind of boring.

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