» Tue Jan 12, 2010 5:22 am
Name: Maxwell "Max" Mobley
Age: 29
Gender/Race: Male, Caucasian
*Occupation (Job): Part of a US Navy remnant crew repairing ships. Not too serious. Works as a medic.
*Primary Skills (Maximum is now 4, but that doesn't mean your only good at 4 things. You do not have to only use Fallout skills, but don't be too specific, like saying "Running on red walls at night". You get what i'm saying.): Medicine, Small guns, psychology/interrogation, Perception
Appearance:
-Facial Features & Hair:Near Shoulder length light brown hair
-Eyes: Green
-Build (Athletic, slender etc. Include height): Max is decently athletic, being a physician. Might be able to pass as a college athlete, nothing spectacular. About 5' 8".
Clothing/Armor (No power armor, average clothing is preferred. Example: Sweatshirt cargo pants and some sneakers etc.): Max wears a dark blue Interpol shirt, the typical uniform of their "Navy".
light blue jeans, wrinkled. When working, wears a white doctor's overcoat. Green messenger bag to carry supplies.
Weapons: (No super powerful weapons, use simple ones like handguns and hunting rifles. I'll tell you if they're suitable or not. P.S. Use the environment as your weapon.)
M9 pistol, bayonet.
Misc Items/Food & Drink: Carries a standard issue canteen, and has a naval ID.
Medical Items: A little bit of everything; there's no telling what the good doctor has today.
Personality: Max is impatient and somewhat intolerant for idiocy. He's seen extensive evidence of the human anatomy, and has a very good stomach. Known for playing psychological games and breaking people mentally, he is somewhat feared - and respected, by his peers. Famous for being one of the few good doctors in town.
Bio (Don't have your entire family brutally slaughtered when you were young.): Max was originally a field medic for a remote area medical based out of Mobile, Alabama. After running out of supplies, killing several residents mid-operatio, they were attacked and run out of town. Max was able to escape with his sister, Abel. He picked up a lot about small guns during his travel to Miami, and became a savior to the people he helped along the way. He feels pity for the idiotic Navy hurting themselves constantly, which is the sole reason for him to stick around in Miami.
Work with that.