Name
Jerry
Age
28
Appearance
Suited.
Helmet off.
Jerry stands at a somewhat average six feet and two inches of height, holding up his head on a well built body, the outcome of years and years of intense body training to become the perfect killing machine. His face is as average as it can get. Dark brown, expressing eyes, and matching in colour, messy hair that Jerry never tends to comb. His manly nose tones aggressively the muscular jaws, that finish up the amazingly offensive look of a killer.
Class
Throughout years of training, Jerry has aquired general knowledge about killing efficiently and effectively. But specialization is what makes a soldier part of the team. As such, he managed to get the rep as a master engineer - trained to blast matter down to ashes, and watch as the enemy burns into the explosive surprises that an engineer can pack on the battlefield.
Skills
Gunslinger, verified sharpshooter, deadly and inhumane accurate with any kinds of firearms. Enhanced biological structure boosts his endurance to abnormal levels, and same goes for strength and stamina. Specially bred to survive into the heat of battle, Jerry has received engineering that boosts his regeneration, allowing his body to recover from wounds faster than the average soldier.
Weapon Preference
Michael and Lucifer, dual wielded, custom made thirteen milimeter pistols of the fiftyinth caliber. Gas powered, fed from eight round magazines, these two pack all the punch Jerry needs to put some more holes into enemy shells. A fifteen inch long titanium blade, sleathed within a matching in colour steel case, finishes up the touch of primary weaponry that Jerry brings on the battlefield. The setup is rounded up with three Heat Grenades that set off jets of mercury on impact, plastic explosive satchels, two standard issue stainless steel, ultra sharp steel knifes, and a bad of skittles for instant sweet pleasure, for whenever the need for chocolate calls.
Personality
Vicious madman, psychopath, and a killer. That is Jerry, summed up in three terms. Killing is not his job - it is his pleasure. That was the reason he enlisted to the unit in the first place. Enduring the worst of conditions is not a problem - he can withstand plenty of hits before being wounded, and return even more during the blood rage that usually follows. During the times Jerry is not psyched about killing, probably when he is not deployed on the field, he can be a rather interesting person to talk to, always willing to share some new gruesome story that he has caught upon the battlefield. They said that he used to love some woman once. That was, until she was found dead some day in the past. Jerry's mental condition has worsened since then, and sometimes he can be heard stuttering about the girl that he once was determined to. Apart from killing, Jerry also likes going to the movies, and assembling old World War II airplanes.
Biography
Tragic past ain't a thing that Jerry has to tell. He was born under... the most suitable of conditions. Raised in a decent family environment, he grew to be an ace student excelling at his studies, aiming for engineering studies after he was done with high school. A young man full of passion for life, dreams, and a flame burning in his heart, a spirit determined to succeed in a crude, crude world. A world that doesn't welcome idealists anymore.
All of his hopes, were crushed, just one year after he had finished high school and enrolled into university. The warrant flames of an economic crisis that crippled the nation, and among the victims happened to be, his very own, dear family. Unable to spend any money on even more tuition fees, Jerry dropped out of the university that he managed to enter after years and years of hard studies, and joined in the military in hope of a good payment for a cheap cause. Might not have been the best years of his life those he spent enlisted, but they do marked the entire lifetime stories that he gets to tell to his comrades.
By the age of twenty five, though, he had found the one, true love of his life. A girl that he was such in love with, that they would have, indeed, get married, have children, have a life. Until that one person he loved the most, was found dead, just one week following to their engagement. People say this was the factor that played the biggest part in his... insanity issues.
Unable to fully recover from the loss of his fiance, Jerry soon abandoned all hope he had on the life outside of the camp, and dedicated himself into becoming better and better at the arts and crafts of war. Seizing the opportunity to become even more, he was deployed in a number of battlefields around the world. And in the heat of the battle, killing your target before he kills you was the first priority of a soldier. It helped keep Jerry's memories locked away. The thrill of the kill, soon replaced sadness, the hollow parts that were left behind were now flood by the amusement of spreading death. Soon enough, Jerry became a living, breathing killing machine.
And then... he enlisted for the Juggernaut program. And I do believe you know the rest better than I do.
Kind of a lazy bio but it's 2 AM right here and I'm quite drunk.
