Name: Richard Miller
Age: 28
Appearance: His broad shouldered, muscular 190 pound body stands at 6'2, holding up his hairy but well-put-together head. His blonde facial thinly shrouds his face, while the hair on his head is often combed back. His constantly tense expression tells the story of past combat experience, the details of which he will never share.
Starting Armor:
Starting Weapons:
Nerds may complain, but no actual beam emits. He just pulls the trigger, and whatever its pointed at gets hit with a highly concentrated and very hot shot of light.
Fully automatic but hard to stay on target due to recoil.
Combat Specialty: Automatic weapons, though he chose the laser rifle himself because he thought it would be more effective.
Other Skills: Very skilled with computers, knows a bit about weapon maintenance and first aid.
History: Richard was raised by loving parents in a good neighborhood, having gotten good grades in high school and doing quite well in the swim team. He could have gone off to university, gotten his computer science degree, and made a decent living as a software engineer, but despite all his interests he always felt he had to serve his country, so off he went to the US military. This was during a peaceful time, but peace never seems to last, and conflict arose in Eastern Europe, parts of Asia, and the Middle East, in the war people dreaded for a long time: WW3. To put everyone at ease, this did not result in a nuclear apocalypse, but maybe it could have, had the cease fire not been called to deal with the Pests which seemed to have come out of nowhere.
The world, and the human race, had avoided a nuclear disaster, but Richard was a different man after the war. The things he saw changed him, and he couldn't bring himself to sit at a desk and create software for the rest of his life. Though he hates it, he feels he must continue fighting.
Reason for Joining: The war ended, but he felt combat is where he belongs.
