Name: Samuel Stone

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Ethnicity/country of origin:  American

Rank:  Sergeant

Appearance: Samuel is a manly man. Nicely muscled, face clean shaven, hair short and well-kept, standing boldly at 6'2'' with a chiseled chin high in the air, he's proud of his looks. He wouldn't be someone who would stick out in a crowd of fit men, if it weren't for his orange sunglasses and terribly faded logo-t-shirts and once rich blue jeans. His clothes are all worn and almost tattered, but he prefers it that way. Clothes make the man he thinks, and they show wear, but not tear.

Method of getting powers: Surgery

Experiment or recruit?:  Recruit

Powers & their limits: Unprecedented endurance. All carried weight does not slow him down, he can take more than your average lethal dose of pain, and remarkable agility to boot. Despite him carrying several hundred pounds of gear at any given time, Sam is not the strongest man alive, and must rely on weaponry.

Personality:  It was a mixture of ego and determination that led him to his current status, and while he is still as determined as ever, he lets his strength go to his head. He has convinced himself that he's a man and a half. Perhaps he is, but that mindset will only get him in serious trouble.

Backstory: Samuel Stone signed up for the marines straight from high school. He had the potential, he had the guts, and he had the results, but he also had a dash of recklessness. Being discharged for endangerment of fellow soldiers, Sam went to being a gunsmith. In his free time, he had been trying his best to create a custom man-portable minigun. Just when he thought he had it, he could barely stand it. It weighed nearly a hundred pounds, the spinning made it hard to control, and the recoil made it difficult to even hold. As it turns out, he wasn't strong enough to live his dreams. He was about to attempt reenlisting when news of the aliens came about. Although he failed to get back into the United States armed forces, the UN took a look at his record: his ability to burst into the fray and start the flames of battle, the clean thorough sweeps he lead headstrong through cramped and treacherous buildings, the fact that none of his comrades were injured during the events that led to his discharge, they all added up to match the description for a new recruit. After his surgery, he felt more alive than usual. After discovering the effects of his powers, he recovered his minigun and began practicing his old techniques that he used in the marines with it. Running, jumping, he was doing it all, and better than before, with the weapon of his dreams. He couldn't be more ready for war.

Equipment: M4A1, a custom double barrel shotgun, 5.56mm custom Minigun, anti-armor rocket launcher, and all the ammo that he could fit into a large backpack.