Hello all, this will be my first character on these forums. I hope you don't mind Kurai but I used your format to help me get started. Please let me know if something is overdone or should be fleshed out more.
Basic Information
Name: Brutus Ward
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Guard for Hire and sometimes Courier of Important Things (Vanguard)
Homeworld: Earth
Physical Information
Appearance: Brutus stands at 6'0" flat with a wide and heavily muscled body. He looks older than he is with his hair a mixture of salt and pepper, kept short and clean shaven. Scars crisscross much of what skin shows and doesn't. The left side of Brutus's face is covered in a burn that lead from his temple to his throat and below the collar.
Casual Attire: Simple civilian clothing good for getting your hands dirty with. Often times it a pair of overall looking pants with lots of pockets and a white grubby t.
Battle Attire: A battered old set of Mercenary Armor, still strong with obvious maintenance.
Personal Information
Personality: Brutus is not the happiest man in the world and is often very quick and to the point to simply end what he sees as needless talk. His laugh sounds like someones engine choking and his sense of humor is sometimes distorted. With those close to him he is very warm and protective, willing to listen to longer conversations, if only to make sure there is no one he needs to hurt.
History: Brutus's story is not one he often shares. Born and raised by half caring relatives on earths back streets, at a young age he was taken away from what little family for having killed another child with his latent bionics. From there he endured many of the hardships that others had, receiving the training to control his powers. When he grew up he joined the armed forces, determined to see more of the galaxy than earths grimy slums.
It was then that he met his friend and squad mate Marco. Both of them were Vanguards assigned to front line assaults on pirates and slavers. For years this bond strengthened as they saved each other countless times when storming hideouts and ships together as the point of the spear. Eventually one particular operation turned nasty and Marco and many others died as they pulled back with no cover. From this Brutus found the drive for the rest of his career in the rescue team known as the Burning Angels.
The Burning Angels were responsible for going into situations either already lost and rescuing survivors or turning routs into covered retreats. Their mission was to strike as hard and fast as possible to create the precious moments necessary for others to pull out. While no engineer during this time Brutus picked up the skills neccesary to fix things for extraction. The remaining years Brutus spent in the military were in this outfit, rising in his position to eventually lead by merit of surviving assault after assault. The causality rate was high and Brutus's ability to walk in hell, kick the devil in the teeth, and run back out with souls on both his shoulders earned him respect.
His time with the squad ended when one rescue attempt failed miserably, his entire squad but him slaughtered on landing, Brutus went berserk and blacked out in a red mist killing everyone, enemies and hostages alike. When they found him he was holding one of the civilian children he was supposed to rescue, weeping into their dead body with blood running down every piece of his armor. For years of saving lives he was not killed but discharged from the military for reasons of mental health. Brutus has spent the last years working as a guard for hire from station to station, slowly spiraling downwards into numbing drink, finally finding himself at the bottom in Omega.
Combat Information
Weapons: Katana Shotgun, M-3 Predator Pistol, A Heavy Hand Axe (Hatchet)
Biotic Abilities:
Biotic Charge
Shockwave
Barrier
Pull
(Do I need to add descriptions? Also is it cool to have Barrier?)