Agent Name: Ozymandius
Agent Code Name: Golem
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Appearance: Minus the whole space marine armor and studs
Armor: Personally modified Heavy Colossus Power Armor
Clothing: Usually wears a tight fitting white tee shirts and Khaki cargo pants. Most sunglasses don’t fit his large head, but he found a pair off a corpse of a long dead supermutant.
Weapons:
Long bladed Proton Axe Due to the modifications to his armor, and his own Immense strength, he is able to wield it effectively with one hand.
A riot shield that he has been modified by Golem. It’s power source is made from a splicing of the cores from an abandoned power armor and a thermic lance. The shield itself has been reinforced with metal, welded onto the edges of the frame. The left and right sides of the shield have the kinetic energy storage devices stripped from supersledges. When powered, the shield can absorb blows that might knock back or seriously damage Ozymandius.
Sawed-off shotgun. The Fallout New Vegas one looks like shit
Miscellaneous items: Two bandoliers of ammo for his shotgun strapped around his thighs. Inside a small bag attached to the back of his armor: a few uncharged Microfusion cells, some random scraps of metal, a pouch or two of primer, strips of fire gecko hide, a broken sensor module, some wires, and a few lead balls.
Forces of habit: When he is bored or just needs something to do he tinkers around with the things in his small bag. He can build almost anything that the kill team might need, and his specialty is tinkering with things. If you can think of a bastardized or unorthodox item you may need, Ozymandius may be able to create it.
Biography:
Time passes and all things fade. Stories lose their meanings and become shades of once great tales. Yet always there are whispers, small snippets of tales long forgotten. Things that find their way into folk tales and the stories to keep children in check. The memories of Enclave’s Eagle Point may have faded long ago, but many of the stories of the fabled squad will never fade.
Ozymandias; faded long into the past, whispers of what he once was still exist. They tell of a man with the strength of a supermutant. They tell of the tinker who created many marvelous machines and trinkets. Yet what they don’t tell of is who the Golem was.
Born in New Canaan, Utah his childhood wasn’t too exciting or dangerous. At least no more dangerous than any in this day and age. He grew up and his love for tinkering and creating became more and more obvious. When he came into adulthood, his hobby became a great asset to the town. The constant travel through the town created much demand for repairs and new equipment, but with the limited supplies available many of Ozymandius' creations were made from mash ups of parts scavenged from broken and traded equipment. The trade route prospered and Ozymandius' "business" grew.
The days that followed Joshua Graham's return proved difficult for everyone within New Canaan and Ozymandias was no different. When the White Legs attacked he had tried to defend his town and his people, but the White Legs proved too much and Ozymandias only survived because Joshua dragged him away. When the survivors regrouped along the Colorado River Ozymandias realized that his personal beliefs differed from Joshua Graham's, deep inside he blamed Joshua for the sacking of their home and he didn't think that he could work with such a man.
Bidding Daniel, Joshua, and the remaining survivors farewell and decided to take his chances in Nevada. His travels brought him through Novac where he found a place to stay for a short time. During which time he had more than a few encounters with Old lady Gibson, where she taught him a few things in exchange for a few creations. After a time though, it was time for him to move on, for all his time spent in Novac there was always something nagging at him. Novac was not his home and the people there weren’t his friends and family.
Once more leaving behind a new group of people, Ozymandias set out with only his small pack of tinkering parts and his sawed-off shotgun. During his travels he stumbled upon the Big Empty completely by accident. The travel through the desert had been hard and when he had arrived at the Big Empty, weak and out of ammo, he was not nearly as lucky as Elijah and Ulysses. Captured and experimented on though for some reason, maybe because of Mobius’ interference or just a fluke in the programing, he was left with his heart, spine, and brain intact. His musculature and bone structure were augmented by synthetic proteins. The man’s already immense strength was increased immensely. Though kept under control by the AI and Think Tank, eventually Ozymandias was able to escape when the security investigated Elijah’s escape. Though not left unscarred by his encounter at Big Mountain, Ozymandias realized that he would either have to return to the wreckage of New Canaan and try to find his old town’s people, or continue to the North in an attempt to find a new place to settle.
Setting out with his newly acquired augmentations and a stolen-modified Proton Axe, his travels took him further and further north. Everywhere on his travels he encountered many things, ranging from violent super mutants, irradiated animals, bandits and rogue militaries. Each encounter left him with more parts to tinker with and many scars both mental and physical.
Unknown to him the further north he traveled the more he became observed. His adventures brought him deep into the frozen wastes of Canada where he acquired new materials for his tinkering. Early on he discovered that the tanned skin of the mutated bears far to the north were a stronger material than his current gecko hide clothes. These new clothes were far stronger, warmer, and more comfortable than his current attire.
Yet though he survived on his own for a few years now, the effects were obvious. The deeper into Canada he traveled the fewer people he encountered. It was a month after the last human interaction that Ozymandias discovered an abandoned vault. The door mechanisms had long since frozen solid, but through long tireless hours of chipping at the ice with a near by rock, he was able to get the doors open.
Vault 100, a new home for Ozymandias. Through days of exploration he found that the first two levels were completely cleared of all life in any form. The living quarters were on the second level, completely void of any human residue aside from the structures themselves. For fear of his life in this terrifyingly empty vault, Ozymandias did not attempt to delve deeper, past the locks to the lower levels. Here he stayed for many months, salvaging parts from the abandoned vault and constructing things to help him survive. Hunting near by wasn’t too hard with his acquired strength. The mutant elk and wolves stood no chance against his strength.
The constant feeling of nagging that Ozymandias experienced no matter where he settled had barely begun to sink in, when a new noise brought him from his vault home. Several cold climate Vertibirds touched down, and Ozymandias was soon surrounded by soldiers of the Enclave. He was “arrested” and transported to a forward base for interrogation as the soldiers investigated the vault he had been staying in.
During the interrogations, he slowly began to tell of how he had arrived at the abandoned vault 100. The Interrogators took special interest in his time at The Big Empty, asking many questions that Ozymandias could not answer. Soon though, they told how they wanted to investigate into these augmentations, but the scientists warned that any involuntary research would trigger the technology to destruct, killing not only Ozymandias, but anyone who was attempting to research it. The Enclave and Ozymandias came to an agreement; Ozymandias would be given materials and technology to continue his creating and tinkering in exchange for working with the Enclave. They would be allowed to study his field performance and biannual examinations.
With a new purpose Ozymandias became acclimated to his new world. No matter what squad he was assigned to, he was always an asset. He modified his armor himself, the armor’s enlarged size gave Ozymandias his handle; The Golem as he was always there to defend his squad or remove a particularly nasty blockage. Finally he was assigned to Eagle Point. (ending pending, I’m out of words)
Notes: Honestly I don’t mind changing anything, so if you (Vash) or anyone else has a problem with something just let me know.