Full name: Malcolm Holmes
Nickname(s): Homesy. Dickhead, Cunt, Rambo, That twat with 3 Pulse Rifles, Man with many knifes. (A lot of these are random ones I've been called for specific reasons, the only true one is Homesy.- But Idc.)
Age: 30
Birth date: 16th December, 2130
Gender: Male
Position: Whatever the fack I want
Notable traits: Decent Leadership, optimistic, alcoholic (if I want), motivational, annoying banter,
History (This is cancer and isn't worth the read)
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History: Childhood:Malcolm was born to his parents, Simon and Sarah at 8:32pm on December 16th, in the United States of America, in the state of California, San Francisco. He lived his life in a medium 3-bedroom house with his Mum, Dad and Sister Rebecca (or as he says "Becky".) He lived a pretty basic life, where he went through Nursery, Primary, Middle and Highschool. Getting pretty average grades, and he even got a diploma in Advance and Basic First Aid. Throughout his childhood he always dreamed of joining the Armed Forces, he also had the dream of one day going into space. This is where all his aspiration to join the Colonial Marines came from, his young mind. He took his steps in life seriously and always went down the path that would take him closer to being a Marine, this all started through the Army Cadets, in which he was able to get the rank of Sergeant in by the time he had left.- basic childhood, in a nutshell he lived a normal life as a child and joined the Army Cadets.
Life as a adult.: At the age of 18, his life as adult began, he had joined the Army. He passed basic training and selection first-try, and was really popular around the Company, though his company of the army had to go on a Counter-Terrorism operation in Iraq, what was the first time he was going to see combat for real. His emotions were mixed, he was scared but excited and happy that one of his dreams had came true of joining the Armed Forces. His squad of the company had a reasonably simple time there getting very little combat through-out the whole nine months, in which they only sustained 2 KIA's both of which were when they were ambushed whiles patrolling through a small village where they were suddenly ambushed from rocket-launcher and machine gun fire. The death of Malcolm's comrades startled him badly, he was no longer 100% effective throughout the rest of the tour, though neither was the rest of the squad of youngsters, so they were sent all the way back too the FOB under the name of Camp Barsteq, where he was then stationed as a guard through-out the last 3 months of the tour. Malcolm's company being one of the smaller ones in the Battalion they were no longer sent on another tour until Malcolm was of the of 23, that was when he had to go to Libya, his squad played a major role in the removal of a large HQ of a group of terrorist. They sustained little casualties as they were under the command of a strong Squad Leader, who used them all effectively in the removal of the HQ, Malcolm specifically stood out amongst the other marines too the old and matured Staff Sergeant; thus once they had gotten home Malcolm was recommended for a promotion, as well as a special transfer to the USCM. Under the rank of Corporal he had no longer gone on any major tours apart from a few minor ones within failed states of the Middle-East and Africa, where his company was set as reserves rather than the main fighting force.
Relations (Mostly rants): Raymond Lopez: Dislikes due to his lack of useful communication, also he doesn't listen a lot.
Craig Boone: Questions his ability as a doctor as he has once fucked up surgery on him, making his condition much worse.
Katelyn Powers: The most despised person to Malcolm she is clearly a very special snowflake to him, she also abuses him a lot, by making him trip over soap, as she hits and pushes him. She's also shot at him once, what a complete and utter tart.
Basic appearance: black hair; connected to a thick black beard from who's clearly a alpha-male, brown eyes, he stands at about 5'7 in height with a weight of 89KG, he's facking beautiful
Likes: Small squads, alcohol, explosives, melee combat, being correct, himself, Shotguns, Assault Rifles, Grenade Launchers, having many guns, dogs, Bill Carson, Captains stuff
Dislikes: Special Marines, Bad sense of humours, being wrong, SMG's.
Strengths: Mad banter, ability to steal everything, mad skills.
Weaknesses: urge to drink on operations, twats, bad doctors, getting stabbed and/or shot, the ability to get people to hate him, thinks he's a tank.
Other Info: Though he comes off as quite the strong independent (black beautiful woman) he is really great on the inside, and only does it to keep up his squads morale, because inspiration.
((OOC Note: Please note that this isn't done and its also my 1st time writing a character story, so Ik its pretty bland.))
