Post by Spencer Lee on Sept 7, 2007 7:10:46 GMT 1
Name: Maxamillion
Code Name: The Talon
Age(D.O.B):3/13/86
Sex: Male
Rank: Special Ops
History: Max was born is Carson City Nevada. His father was a highly respected kernel in the military and his mother was a retired nurse. Max grew up in the army life style and became intrigued with their way of life. As he got older he joined the R.O.T.C, and was a natural. His father took a liking to this and let him enlist into the army.
While in the army Max has went on numerous A & S class missions. He became friends with a fellow soldier Reno Rhames. The two of them became quite the duo racking up plenty of victories for their squadron. After a couple of years the general requested an audience with Max. He insisted that Max be apart of a special project. He took Max off base to a laboratory where their scientist did research on many of the viruses and other things. He explained to Max that they had come up with a serum that could fully enhance his abilities. Max was concerned about the risk but he assured him that he wouldn't feel any pain and he wasn't the first person to take this.
Max shook off the butterflies and accepted. When the doctor administered the serum Max completely spazed out coughing and screaming he fell to his knees and cried. All of these emotions hit him at one time overwhelming him. He collapsed and was rushed to a hospital in the city. When he awoke he was in a bed. He pulled the I.V. out of his arm and sat up he looked out window and he was 15 stories high. He thought to himself. "If this serum does what they say it does then maybe..." He then opened the window and stood on the ledge. He then scaled the wall and climbed to the top of the roof with ease. He looked over at a building and then decided to test his abilities. He ran and jumped to the next building. He had never had never been able to complete such a hair raising task. He was pleased with the results. When he went back in his room the general was sitting on the bed. Max smiled and said. "What do you want me to do?"
Personality: Max is slick and manipulative. He is only loyal to the military.
Interests: Exercising, Combat training, and Thinking.
Appearance: Max is about 5'7, 151lbs, he's very toned. He has short brown hair. He wears a short sleeve tight fitted black shirt. He wears beige or dark colored pants and boots. He wears dog tags. On the back they say Death isn't an option.
Max and some of the other soldiers come come in from a long day of training. While Max is taking a shower he's told by a soldier that the General wants to speak to him in his office. Maz enters the office. "You wanted to see me sir?" The general put down the phone and stared at him. "Maximillion you have been doing exceptional work the past few months. How's that new look on life treating you?" The general smiles. "I can't complain." "You know Max alot of people are keeping a close eye on us because of the way we are handling things. They believe the zero tolerance policy is beginning to get a little out of hand." He stands up and walks around the room. "In my day the soldiers, the army they were the heroes. We didn't look up to these ball players and tv kid shows as our role models. It's all about this son." He pulls out an SMG. "This symbolizes power. This is a language that is respected and known world wide. I know you may say this old mans a fool. But you know what I say?" Max stares at him. "I say Im an old fool for thinking this world was smart enough to see that these so called Slayers are nothing but evil self righteous women who think they can solve everything with there tight clothes and pointy sticks. We will show them all what it means to uphold justice." He then salutes Max. "God bless america." Max just looks at him. "Sorry about that I just wanted to say good work and have a good night." Max yawns. "Right, well I'll see you tomorrow sir."
Max leaves the office and goes home. "All that just to say good work, spare me." He walks in the house and throws his jacket on the couch. He then walks into his guest room where a girl is bound to the bed. He pulls a knife out of the dresser and smiles as she screams. "The old man talks alot but he did get one thing right. We will show them we are the ones who uphold justice." He then points the knife at the slayer. "God bless America..."
Code Name: The Talon
Age(D.O.B):3/13/86
Sex: Male
Rank: Special Ops
History: Max was born is Carson City Nevada. His father was a highly respected kernel in the military and his mother was a retired nurse. Max grew up in the army life style and became intrigued with their way of life. As he got older he joined the R.O.T.C, and was a natural. His father took a liking to this and let him enlist into the army.
While in the army Max has went on numerous A & S class missions. He became friends with a fellow soldier Reno Rhames. The two of them became quite the duo racking up plenty of victories for their squadron. After a couple of years the general requested an audience with Max. He insisted that Max be apart of a special project. He took Max off base to a laboratory where their scientist did research on many of the viruses and other things. He explained to Max that they had come up with a serum that could fully enhance his abilities. Max was concerned about the risk but he assured him that he wouldn't feel any pain and he wasn't the first person to take this.
Max shook off the butterflies and accepted. When the doctor administered the serum Max completely spazed out coughing and screaming he fell to his knees and cried. All of these emotions hit him at one time overwhelming him. He collapsed and was rushed to a hospital in the city. When he awoke he was in a bed. He pulled the I.V. out of his arm and sat up he looked out window and he was 15 stories high. He thought to himself. "If this serum does what they say it does then maybe..." He then opened the window and stood on the ledge. He then scaled the wall and climbed to the top of the roof with ease. He looked over at a building and then decided to test his abilities. He ran and jumped to the next building. He had never had never been able to complete such a hair raising task. He was pleased with the results. When he went back in his room the general was sitting on the bed. Max smiled and said. "What do you want me to do?"
Personality: Max is slick and manipulative. He is only loyal to the military.
Interests: Exercising, Combat training, and Thinking.
Appearance: Max is about 5'7, 151lbs, he's very toned. He has short brown hair. He wears a short sleeve tight fitted black shirt. He wears beige or dark colored pants and boots. He wears dog tags. On the back they say Death isn't an option.
Max and some of the other soldiers come come in from a long day of training. While Max is taking a shower he's told by a soldier that the General wants to speak to him in his office. Maz enters the office. "You wanted to see me sir?" The general put down the phone and stared at him. "Maximillion you have been doing exceptional work the past few months. How's that new look on life treating you?" The general smiles. "I can't complain." "You know Max alot of people are keeping a close eye on us because of the way we are handling things. They believe the zero tolerance policy is beginning to get a little out of hand." He stands up and walks around the room. "In my day the soldiers, the army they were the heroes. We didn't look up to these ball players and tv kid shows as our role models. It's all about this son." He pulls out an SMG. "This symbolizes power. This is a language that is respected and known world wide. I know you may say this old mans a fool. But you know what I say?" Max stares at him. "I say Im an old fool for thinking this world was smart enough to see that these so called Slayers are nothing but evil self righteous women who think they can solve everything with there tight clothes and pointy sticks. We will show them all what it means to uphold justice." He then salutes Max. "God bless america." Max just looks at him. "Sorry about that I just wanted to say good work and have a good night." Max yawns. "Right, well I'll see you tomorrow sir."
Max leaves the office and goes home. "All that just to say good work, spare me." He walks in the house and throws his jacket on the couch. He then walks into his guest room where a girl is bound to the bed. He pulls a knife out of the dresser and smiles as she screams. "The old man talks alot but he did get one thing right. We will show them we are the ones who uphold justice." He then points the knife at the slayer. "God bless America..."
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