[b]Name:[/b] Brook Walker (Mainly reffered to as "Brooksy" by his siblings)

[b]Concept:[/b] The short-tempered Warrior
[b]Role:[/b] Hero

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Sex and Orientation:[/b] Hetero Sexual Male

[hider=Appearance][img=http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k202/Ythania1/Brooksy_zps721ac4a1.png][/hider]

[b]Personality:[/b] Stubborn, ocasionally cocky (Due to his over-confidence brought by his physical prowess over most.), confident, protective, slightly worrisome.

[b]Background:[/b] 
He'd always aim to act as defiant and braty as possible in his early years, always testing what his parents limit would be. He learnt at an early age to fear his mother more then his father due to the constant scolding and well deserved beatings he'd recieve for the ruckus he'd cause. However throughout the years as their family grew larger and with the constant departure of their parents, him and Jackalyn began taking responsibility over the younger two (Derek & Rosie). Both oldest siblings began playing the role of protectors over them at an early age. He often left the theory crafting to his more intelectual sister.

As much as he respected and strived to be as or even stronger then his father, he tends to resemble his mother more then his father. Atleast on the emotional side. He'd always been a soft boy that seemed to struggle with expressing his many feelings and thoughts with words causing him to often resort to physical violence/settlement, making him a troublesome boy. However the tough loving his mother gave him helped him somewhat retort his behaviour, the few conversations he'd had with his mother caused most of his emotional mannerisms resemble hers. 

[b]Skills:[/b] 
[hider=Strength]His tall and muscled body doesn't seem to hinder his movement and speed in anyway but infact help increase it. He worked hard and specificly trained to not only gain a more muscled and large frame, but also making sure his movements stay agile and not turn him into a lumbering/slow giant. His strikes are immensly fast as they are heavy. Having worked hard to learn how to stand his ground he has even gone as far to even test his endurance against wild animals due to there not being many people, around the area the siblings grew up in, to test his strength against.[/hider]

[hider=Weaknesses]He suffers from unbearabley painful headaches due to his large muscled frame, however him and Rosie have found out that a daily treatment thanks to her mending abilities are enough to subdue the headaches enough for him to be able to act normally.[/hider]

[b]Equipment:[/b] A full heavy plate suit, with the little mail amoring around the joints to allow movement. Where as most people would struggle greatly to even take a step in it, he himself moves in it as if he were born in it. Not only having physically trained himself to be able to done the full plated armor, but also mentally. His Weaponry consists of a massive shield that stretches over half his size and all his width, the shield's front would be coated by numerous large spikes as an extra defensive and offensive mechanism. A monstrous steel claymore nearly double the length of his shield strapped across his back in a leather sheath. Dangling down his waist would be a much more easier to reach, yet it's weight and size still requiring most people to use both hands, flagged mace.

[b]Parent:[/b] 
-Mom: Florence Walker, short tempered and not afraid to give the children a good harsh punishment, however she's not cruel - she's actually loving and caring. (BIG MOMMA FLO)

-Dad: Phareon Walker, (PAPA PHAR) was actually super-strong and an adrenaline junkie. A massive wall of meat, plate and witty one-liners, Phareon looked after his little ones well but didn't step in when Mommy got mad at us. 

[b]Inheritance:[/b] His fathers plate armor.

[b]Notes:[/b]