My character, Grenadier/Walking Armoury.
Name: Jake Stevenson (Aliases, El Boom, That Insane Grenade-Carrying Idiot From Hell)
Rank: Private (never trusted enough to get promoted)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Height: 6'3
Weight: 200 lbs
Blood Type: A
Hometown: Perfection, Nevada
History: Growing up in his hometown, everyone knew he had a screw loose, after getting good grades in school, at 11th grade, he found out about chemistry, or to be more definite, explosions. he passed school. He was forced into the army by his parents, he went into the war and discovered grenades and C-4, after it was found out he was going
into enemy encampments and blowing them up singlehandedly with grenades wrapped with some C-4, listening to either the Techno Chicken Dance, or the Hamster dance, he was transferred, and was passed from unit to unit till he ended up in this one.
Personality: Something is not quite right about him, he lives in his own world, he still listens to the letter of orders, but always finds a way to carry them out explosively. When seen in battle he constantly lobs grenades at the enemy, and one can see him smiling in a most disturbing manner. He is quiet and indrawn otherwise, and freaks out most authority.
Appearance: Relatively tall, wears black clothes, pockets bulging with grenades and is usually a walking armory of explosiveness.
Equipment: Many,many,many grenades, a half pound of C-4, special chlorine gas bomb of his own design. I-pod with Chicken dance-Hamster dance, and various Weird Al songs.
Skills: Chemistry, Intimidation, stealth, accurate with gernades, good hand-eye co-ordination.
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