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[b]Full Designated Name:[/b]
[indent]Michael T. Jackson[/indent]

[b]Nicknames or alternate names:[/b]
[indent]Mike, Blackfinger.[/indent]

[b]Age:[/b]
[indent]19[/indent]

[b]Gender:[/b]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[b]Race:[/b]
[indent]Caucasian, Human.[/indent]

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[indent]6'1, 170 pounds. Slim, athletic, keeps in good shape but isn't buff. Wears a Vault 127 Jumpsuit, as opposed to the skintight-variant. Wears a pair of goggles on his forehead and a pair of gloves either in his pocket or on his hands. Once outside of the vault, he'll take off the upper part of the jumpsuit, sporting a more 'casual' blue pants and grey shirt look. [/indent]

[b]Sexual Orientation:[/b]
[indent]Straight.[/indent]
[b]General Personality and Outlook on Others:[/b]

[indent]Kind, mechanically intelligent, idealistic and he believes everything in live follows reason. He thinks people are logical machines, just like terminals, engines or guns. And there for, they should be predictable.  [/indent]

[b]Hobbies and Interests:[/b]
[indent]Tinkering, building and reading. He's a nerd, through and through. He quite enjoys listening to radio and sings a fair bit in his spare time. He's worn out the holotape deck in the vault several times, as such getting very good at repairing it.  [/indent]

[b]Profession and Position:[/b]
[indent][i]Junkrat[/i] If the sink's leaking, or if the nuclear reactor is acting up, Mike is the one you call, he'll come with a wrench in hand and a handful of bolts, screws and shitloads of duct tape.  [/indent]

[b]Recognized Past:[/b]
[indent]His mother died during childbirth, his father raised him and his brother well, they were smart and strong boys. Randall strong, while Michael was smart, the two could solve just about any conflict if they put their heads to it. Mike and Randy both became Mechanical Technicians, just like their father, working together on keeping the vault running, at the behest of the overseer. When Mike was 18, a power outage occured at the Vault, and he and Randy went to fix the power, a shortage in one of the cables - a livewire fell down, about to hit Mike dead, when Randy leapt in front of the way, knocking his baby brother away from the wire, but getting hit himself, the electric discharge in his body put the young man in a coma, where he's been for the last year and a half. Mike's worked twice as hard ever since. [/indent]

[b]Talents, Abilities, and Skills:[/b]
[indent]As previously stated, he's smart, very skilled when it comes to repairing things, ranging from complex electronics to engines. He's a decent gunsmith, though he's not much of a shot himself, and even knows his way around a few explosives. He's midly charismatic, but mostly aloof, people tend to not think of him as a threat. Due to his relatively small frame, he would make an excellent user of stealth. [/indent]

[b]Relationships with others:[/b]
[indent]Naive and Nice are not usually two traits that will last you very long in the wasteland, and Michael has both. [/indent]

[b]Family members and status:[/b]
[indent]Cassandra Jackson; Mother - Deceased.
Jamie T. Jackson; Father - Deceased. 
Randall Jackson; Older Brother - Comatose.[/indent]

[b]Additional information and Notes:[/b]
[indent]He's afraid of bugs and the very sound of wings buzzing around him sends chills down his spine.[/indent]