Post by Stardust on Oct 2, 2015 17:02:13 GMT -8
PORTED FOR XEROVALKYR
Dark brown hair with some strands of grey and silver.Keeps his face at basically a permenent level of 5o'clock shadow. Not overly muscular but well toned and confident. Wears a black trench coat over his combat fatigues. Always carries a combat knife on his left hip and a small personal defence handgun on his right.
Reith was never popular with people, be it in school or society in general. Just an average man going about his business. Although highly gifted atheltically, his talents never had a chance to be used for more then recreational sports. His reflexes are near a professional athletes level, while his speed and agility give him the ability to compensate for that extra moment he needs to react. Not the strongest of people, or the toughest, he does have an unending drive to succeed. Doing so let's him occasionally push beyond his pain threshold to keep fighting for victory. His biggest downfall is he wants acceptance. Often going further then he should to impress people, he is rash and impulsive. To a fault, he will give someone the shirt off his back, or take a bullet for those he cares about, which tends to get him used and taken advantage of. Not naive, just to trusting people would say. Once you earn your place by his side in combat or athletics however, you have a loyal friend who will go above and beyond the call of duty for you. Quiet and down to earth for most people. His inner circle of friends would say he is the most hyperactive and carefree person to be around.
Reith never got to live his dreams. Always loving sport and competition, being told he would no longer be able to make his games crushed him as a child. This led to a lot of issues that haunted him growing up. Always being bullied and beaten down throughout his life only fueled his desire to make his mark and be accepted. He found himself making a small group of close friends who cared for him for who he was. Years went by as they worked and played. Day after day, week after week, Reith slowly began to realize he had found the acceptance he always wanted. He soon decided to go target shooting with his friends and after a little while found he had the best accuracy of the group. Knowing this would save him, he decided to get certified to carry a hand gun on him. Knowing his strength wouldn't be sufficient if he were to ever get into a fight, Reith knew that the threat of a decent shot from a handgun would be enough to deter any attacker. An officer in the U.F.A saw him at the range one day, offering Reith a position in the armed forces. Reith gladly accepted.
(Will post a picture later.)
Reith Valkyr
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Age: 27Gender: M
Genetic Type: Homo Sapien a.k.a. Human
Birth Date: 01/14/2278 Birth Place: Canada
Hair: Dark Brown Eyes:Brown Height: 5'11" ft Weight: 150 lbs.
Faction: U.F.A
Nicknames and Alias goes here!
(Picture goes here)
Age: 27Gender: M
Genetic Type: Homo Sapien a.k.a. Human
Birth Date: 01/14/2278 Birth Place: Canada
Hair: Dark Brown Eyes:Brown Height: 5'11" ft Weight: 150 lbs.
Faction: U.F.A
Appearance:
Dark brown hair with some strands of grey and silver.Keeps his face at basically a permenent level of 5o'clock shadow. Not overly muscular but well toned and confident. Wears a black trench coat over his combat fatigues. Always carries a combat knife on his left hip and a small personal defence handgun on his right.
Personality:
Reith was never popular with people, be it in school or society in general. Just an average man going about his business. Although highly gifted atheltically, his talents never had a chance to be used for more then recreational sports. His reflexes are near a professional athletes level, while his speed and agility give him the ability to compensate for that extra moment he needs to react. Not the strongest of people, or the toughest, he does have an unending drive to succeed. Doing so let's him occasionally push beyond his pain threshold to keep fighting for victory. His biggest downfall is he wants acceptance. Often going further then he should to impress people, he is rash and impulsive. To a fault, he will give someone the shirt off his back, or take a bullet for those he cares about, which tends to get him used and taken advantage of. Not naive, just to trusting people would say. Once you earn your place by his side in combat or athletics however, you have a loyal friend who will go above and beyond the call of duty for you. Quiet and down to earth for most people. His inner circle of friends would say he is the most hyperactive and carefree person to be around.
Background:
Reith never got to live his dreams. Always loving sport and competition, being told he would no longer be able to make his games crushed him as a child. This led to a lot of issues that haunted him growing up. Always being bullied and beaten down throughout his life only fueled his desire to make his mark and be accepted. He found himself making a small group of close friends who cared for him for who he was. Years went by as they worked and played. Day after day, week after week, Reith slowly began to realize he had found the acceptance he always wanted. He soon decided to go target shooting with his friends and after a little while found he had the best accuracy of the group. Knowing this would save him, he decided to get certified to carry a hand gun on him. Knowing his strength wouldn't be sufficient if he were to ever get into a fight, Reith knew that the threat of a decent shot from a handgun would be enough to deter any attacker. An officer in the U.F.A saw him at the range one day, offering Reith a position in the armed forces. Reith gladly accepted.
(Will post a picture later.)
