Post by Nicolas O'Dwyer on Aug 19, 2011 18:41:39 GMT -6
Name: Nicolas O'Dwyer
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Species: Human
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Likes: Suffering, Pain, Himself, Playing games.
Dislikes: Anything sweet (including people), people disobeying him, jokes.
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Personality: O'Dwyer is a narcissistic, evil man who relishes the pain of others. He enjoys toying with peoples' emotions and creating situations designed to torment those around him.
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Appearance:
PlayBy: Colin Farrell
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Strengths: Hand-to-hand/knife combat, inflicting pain, manipulating others.
Weaknesses: Taking orders, agility (he's not the fastest squirrel in the bucket), controlling his anger/ego.
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Weapons: Standard SOLDIER gear, as well as his own custom, hand made tang damascus knife.
Magic Abilities: Due to the experiments performed on him by the SOLDIER project, O'Dwyer can inflict pain in others using only his mind and willpower. The pain isn't physical, since the sensation of pain originates in the brain, but it can be intense and severe if he chooses it to be. He hasn't yet tested if he can actually kill a person with his "power", but has entertained the thought on many occasions.
Other: He speaks with a strong Irish accent, since that's where he grew up.
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BIO: O'Dwyer was born in Ireland to a poor family who scraped by for every cent they could muster. His mother was a stripper/prostitute and his father sold drugs on the street for the local crime lord, which basically meant he grew up without parents. He liked to pick on kids and animals from the time he started school. He dropped out in 8th grade (not like his parents even noticed) and started pedaling prescription drugs to high school kids. At the age of 19, he moved to the United States hoping for better opportunities for growth in his profession. When that eventually appeared to not be the case, he decided (out of boredom from his life) to join the military when he was 23. He was in the marines for nine years before being recruited for SOLDIER. In his early years he hated the hierarchy of the whole thing and loathed the officers ranked above him. He learned to hold his tongue, when necessary and rose through the ranks himself fairly quickly, earning the rank of Master Sergeant in his 8th year of service. Once he was in charge of others, he thrived in the military.
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SAMPLE RP: O'Dwyer stalked down the hall of his scarcely decorated home. It was dark and he could hear the crickets outside from open windows. A warm summer breeze ruffled his hair as he paced endlessly along the twenty foot length of the hallway, his muddy boots dirtying the cream carpet.
Rubbing his roughly shaven chin, Nicolas O'Dwyer sighed heavily in the hopes that his predicament might disappear with the carbon dioxide in his lungs. He had been anticipating his role in the upcoming quarantine of all super heroes and villains for as long as he had been training for the position. He was supposed to lead the small SOLDIER team that would be placed in the Villains side of New York. But now he had been told that he may not be deemed "worthy" of such a thing. That he may be sent in as only a team member.
He wouldn't allow it. He didn't know yet what he would do to retain his rightful position, but he would be going in as the leader of the group. Or he wouldn't be going at all. Not as part of SOLDIER anyway...
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Species: Human
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Likes: Suffering, Pain, Himself, Playing games.
Dislikes: Anything sweet (including people), people disobeying him, jokes.
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Personality: O'Dwyer is a narcissistic, evil man who relishes the pain of others. He enjoys toying with peoples' emotions and creating situations designed to torment those around him.
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Appearance:
PlayBy: Colin Farrell
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Strengths: Hand-to-hand/knife combat, inflicting pain, manipulating others.
Weaknesses: Taking orders, agility (he's not the fastest squirrel in the bucket), controlling his anger/ego.
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Weapons: Standard SOLDIER gear, as well as his own custom, hand made tang damascus knife.
Magic Abilities: Due to the experiments performed on him by the SOLDIER project, O'Dwyer can inflict pain in others using only his mind and willpower. The pain isn't physical, since the sensation of pain originates in the brain, but it can be intense and severe if he chooses it to be. He hasn't yet tested if he can actually kill a person with his "power", but has entertained the thought on many occasions.
Other: He speaks with a strong Irish accent, since that's where he grew up.
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BIO: O'Dwyer was born in Ireland to a poor family who scraped by for every cent they could muster. His mother was a stripper/prostitute and his father sold drugs on the street for the local crime lord, which basically meant he grew up without parents. He liked to pick on kids and animals from the time he started school. He dropped out in 8th grade (not like his parents even noticed) and started pedaling prescription drugs to high school kids. At the age of 19, he moved to the United States hoping for better opportunities for growth in his profession. When that eventually appeared to not be the case, he decided (out of boredom from his life) to join the military when he was 23. He was in the marines for nine years before being recruited for SOLDIER. In his early years he hated the hierarchy of the whole thing and loathed the officers ranked above him. He learned to hold his tongue, when necessary and rose through the ranks himself fairly quickly, earning the rank of Master Sergeant in his 8th year of service. Once he was in charge of others, he thrived in the military.
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SAMPLE RP: O'Dwyer stalked down the hall of his scarcely decorated home. It was dark and he could hear the crickets outside from open windows. A warm summer breeze ruffled his hair as he paced endlessly along the twenty foot length of the hallway, his muddy boots dirtying the cream carpet.
Rubbing his roughly shaven chin, Nicolas O'Dwyer sighed heavily in the hopes that his predicament might disappear with the carbon dioxide in his lungs. He had been anticipating his role in the upcoming quarantine of all super heroes and villains for as long as he had been training for the position. He was supposed to lead the small SOLDIER team that would be placed in the Villains side of New York. But now he had been told that he may not be deemed "worthy" of such a thing. That he may be sent in as only a team member.
He wouldn't allow it. He didn't know yet what he would do to retain his rightful position, but he would be going in as the leader of the group. Or he wouldn't be going at all. Not as part of SOLDIER anyway...
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