Re: Journal of Sociology [S!6] - [Signups Open~]
04-24-2012, 09:06 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by SteelKomodo.
Username: SteelKomodo
Name: Thomas “Tommy” Percival Brock.
Gender: Male.
Race: Badger.
Colour: #696969: Badger Grey
Description: Tommy Brock, as his name would suggest, is a six-foot tall, bipedal badger. His most distinguishing features are the long scar that travels down the right side of his face, the bandoliers of ammo and grenades adorning his body atop the space-age combat suit and a pair of metallic, cybernetic arms. His fur is matted through years of action against hostile forces, and yet he keeps it clean out of a sense of personal worth. He is almost always seen chomping a large cigar, or crunching down some beetles as a snack.
Tommy’s personality and temperament have been hardened through years of combat and too many nights waking up with a stonking headache. Gruff, sarcastic and somewhat bitter, he can easily come off as selfish and conceited to those who don’t know him. He does, however, hide a more caring side, and will usually try to ensure that whatever he does, he will do it without hurting any innocent civilians or allies. He considers his job top priority above all things, and has never even considered settling down and finding a wife – mostly because he’s the only six-foot tall cyborg badger in the known galaxy.
Equipment/Abilities: Tommy’s primary weapon of choice is a .45 Caliber Thompson submachine gun, pitted with age and various battle scars. Lovingly named “Tabitha”, it is the weapon Tommy is most comfortable and skilled with, and is usually the first weapon he will draw out in a battle unless circumstances dictate otherwise. Having trained with space cadets for the majority of his life, Tommy is also proficient in many other types of weapon, ranging from basic pistols to gatling guns and even grenades of varying makes.
Tommy’s forearms are actually cybernetic in nature – enhanced with pneumatics and metal bones, and reinforced with titanium plating, they grant the badger strength beyond what even a trained bodybuilder would be capable of. Tommy is capable of lifting things many times his own weight, punch through brick walls and bend metal girders. However, this enhanced strength is not totally superhuman – he cannot lift anything heavier than the average military tank, and there are certain materials that he cannot even dent if he tried. The paws also contain retractable knives in lieu of actual claws – useful in a combat situation.
As a badger, Tommy also boasts senses beyond that of a regular human. His senses of smell, hearing, sight, touch and taste are extremely sharp, allowing him to track his targets with startling efficiency. His powers of scent are so sharp he can even track a shape-shifter by smell alone, even if it has assumed different forms. However, he cannot catch any scent past two weeks old, he cannot see in total blackness without any light, and any material past three inches thick dulls his hearing.
Biography: Tommy Brock was born and raised on the forest planet of Elysium IV, a generally cheerful place full of trees and mountain streams. Until the Gholen Conglomerate arrived, of course, and then it became a very burnt, devastated place full of fire and dead bodies. Tommy was one of the few who managed to escape by fleeing in a carrier ship to one of the many mega-developed “garage planets” that dot the galaxy like miniature Las Vegas’s. From there, his life went kind of downhill, the poor guy learning about how full of mad bastards the universe was and how much it wanted him dead, with multiple run-ins with gangs, bounty hunters and the odd military raid looking for gangsters. Come the day his parents were killed in a shootout in a bar, he decided that the best thing to do would be to hate the universe right back.
Tommy began by cutting his teeth taking down minor thugs and drug dealers, during which time he got his hands on the sub-machine gun that he eventually became named after, as well as quite enamored with. After that, Tommy enrolled with a private mercenary group called the Wild Boys, working for the highest bidder and fighting to keep himself fed, drunk and alive against the wishes of a cruel, uncaring universe. It was during this time that he lost both his arms to a Saturnian Razorfiend in the middle of busting down a drug heist, earning his new cybernetic ones as payment for smashing the bastard’s head open in revenge. Since then, Tommy has generally worked on his own, only teaming up with other mercenaries if he is sure that the pay is good and the beetles are crunchy.
Username: SteelKomodo
Name: Thomas “Tommy” Percival Brock.
Gender: Male.
Race: Badger.
Colour: #696969: Badger Grey
Description: Tommy Brock, as his name would suggest, is a six-foot tall, bipedal badger. His most distinguishing features are the long scar that travels down the right side of his face, the bandoliers of ammo and grenades adorning his body atop the space-age combat suit and a pair of metallic, cybernetic arms. His fur is matted through years of action against hostile forces, and yet he keeps it clean out of a sense of personal worth. He is almost always seen chomping a large cigar, or crunching down some beetles as a snack.
Tommy’s personality and temperament have been hardened through years of combat and too many nights waking up with a stonking headache. Gruff, sarcastic and somewhat bitter, he can easily come off as selfish and conceited to those who don’t know him. He does, however, hide a more caring side, and will usually try to ensure that whatever he does, he will do it without hurting any innocent civilians or allies. He considers his job top priority above all things, and has never even considered settling down and finding a wife – mostly because he’s the only six-foot tall cyborg badger in the known galaxy.
Equipment/Abilities: Tommy’s primary weapon of choice is a .45 Caliber Thompson submachine gun, pitted with age and various battle scars. Lovingly named “Tabitha”, it is the weapon Tommy is most comfortable and skilled with, and is usually the first weapon he will draw out in a battle unless circumstances dictate otherwise. Having trained with space cadets for the majority of his life, Tommy is also proficient in many other types of weapon, ranging from basic pistols to gatling guns and even grenades of varying makes.
Tommy’s forearms are actually cybernetic in nature – enhanced with pneumatics and metal bones, and reinforced with titanium plating, they grant the badger strength beyond what even a trained bodybuilder would be capable of. Tommy is capable of lifting things many times his own weight, punch through brick walls and bend metal girders. However, this enhanced strength is not totally superhuman – he cannot lift anything heavier than the average military tank, and there are certain materials that he cannot even dent if he tried. The paws also contain retractable knives in lieu of actual claws – useful in a combat situation.
As a badger, Tommy also boasts senses beyond that of a regular human. His senses of smell, hearing, sight, touch and taste are extremely sharp, allowing him to track his targets with startling efficiency. His powers of scent are so sharp he can even track a shape-shifter by smell alone, even if it has assumed different forms. However, he cannot catch any scent past two weeks old, he cannot see in total blackness without any light, and any material past three inches thick dulls his hearing.
Biography: Tommy Brock was born and raised on the forest planet of Elysium IV, a generally cheerful place full of trees and mountain streams. Until the Gholen Conglomerate arrived, of course, and then it became a very burnt, devastated place full of fire and dead bodies. Tommy was one of the few who managed to escape by fleeing in a carrier ship to one of the many mega-developed “garage planets” that dot the galaxy like miniature Las Vegas’s. From there, his life went kind of downhill, the poor guy learning about how full of mad bastards the universe was and how much it wanted him dead, with multiple run-ins with gangs, bounty hunters and the odd military raid looking for gangsters. Come the day his parents were killed in a shootout in a bar, he decided that the best thing to do would be to hate the universe right back.
Tommy began by cutting his teeth taking down minor thugs and drug dealers, during which time he got his hands on the sub-machine gun that he eventually became named after, as well as quite enamored with. After that, Tommy enrolled with a private mercenary group called the Wild Boys, working for the highest bidder and fighting to keep himself fed, drunk and alive against the wishes of a cruel, uncaring universe. It was during this time that he lost both his arms to a Saturnian Razorfiend in the middle of busting down a drug heist, earning his new cybernetic ones as payment for smashing the bastard’s head open in revenge. Since then, Tommy has generally worked on his own, only teaming up with other mercenaries if he is sure that the pay is good and the beetles are crunchy.