Name: James Weaver
Age: 59
Crime: Blackmail, murder, treason
Personality: The years that Weaver has spent in the service in combination with how his life was before he put on the uniform has dubbed him with a cold demeanor to nearly everyone at most times. Rather than approaching a crowd and engaging in conversation, James prefers to be the type that hangs in the background and observe everyone from afar in order to work out as many details about the individuals as possible. When someone warms up to him, however, his brighter side comes out -- and he reveals himself to truly still be a child at heart..although he definitely doesn't look like one.
Bio: James was born in Detroit, Michigan on the date of October 16th to a poor elderly woman in what was without a doubt, a piece of shit trailer home with no working utilities, so you could say that in the beginning of his life, James might as well have lived in a junkyard. Shortly after he had grown old enough to be able to walk on his own, he was practically enslaved by his own Mother and forced to service her around every corner. Finally after James had reached the age of 11 years, he became sickened with his Mother enough to muster the strength to murder her in her sleep before retreating out of state to escape being accused of murder where he lived in various cities throughout the continent in a struggle to survive which included him leading on numerous robberies of stores and homes alike, in addition to street brawls.
Almost immediately after turning the age of 18, James found what he believed to be his true calling; the US Marines. For approximately two years, James served in the Marines as a petty soldier until finally one day a SOCOM Officer arrived in his station and recognized the ever growing potential that lingered in young James, only to follow that very recognition by offering James the opportunity to become enlisted into the MARSOC division, which of course he accepted without a moments hesitation. Through the eight years James served with this division, he overtook a large number of tasks which involved oversea operations - both covert and front-line - and even the tasks that were to be completed on base, most notably the enthusiasm that made James strive in the fundamentals of martial arts to acquire a Sixth Degree Black Belt in the MCMAP program shortly after obtaining the rank of Master Gunnery Sergeant.
Though all of that glory had to come to an end sometime, and so it did when he was at the ripe old age of forty and on what was soon to be known as his last oversea tour of duty when him and his squad to eliminate a hostile bunker. As they proceeded down those halls, a pre-cooked grenade rolled its way into their path -- with James just outside the blast radius -- and it exploded, leaving the man with a horribly disfigured appearance and loss of sight in his right eye. It was then that his entire life turned around to go right back the way it came.
The shrapnel from the grenade may have only caused him to lose his eyesight in one eye, but the anger surging through his veins left his mind blind to any and all rational thought. While he laid there in that bed, a renowned mob boss from one of the five families approached his bedside and propositioned an offer, requiring only that he assassinate his former squad while posing as the terrorists..which was to be returned with money beyond his wildest dreams and reconstructive surgery so that James could find
most of his facial structure restore. Both ends of the deal were held up to their full extent..or at least they thought so.
Eighteen years passed from then, and James had now found the rank of Colonel bestowed upon him thanks to his "loyal" service (although he had been working for the mob on the side as well), he had gotten married to a woman, and had two children..he was pretty much living a happy family life apart from the numerous side-jobs he took up here and there, and the small drug ring he spearheaded in his hometown. But that all came to an end when there turned out to be a survivor from the incident eighteen years ago, and James' acts were ratted out to a Federal Judge.
In light of the new evidence, he was instantly stripped of his rank and thrown behind bars -- for life. Jail wasn't a particularly new thing to the old man thanks to the many visits he'd made there in his younger days, along with the times he went to visit with associates..but it was probably going to take just a little bit of work before he could get back into the groove of things.
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James Weaver