Name: Sebastian Vosk

Appearance: [img]http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/starcraft/images/2/2c/Marine_SC2_Art5.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140601010142[/img]

Age: 26

Sex: Male

Class: Marine

Equipment CMC-400 power armour, C-14 Gauss rifle, Frag Grenadesx 3, Flash Grenade, EMP Grenade

Tell us a little bit about your character: Sebastian is the definition of a Prime young buck. Eager and seemingly invincible(at least in his mind) and clad in the impenetrable armour of youth and confidence. He joined the rebellion very young age, motivated primarily by youthful zeal and the idea of 'the cause' of the underdog standing up to the tyrant and giving him a bloody nose and a black eye. 

For the first years of serving with the Raiders Sebastian displayed an over-eagerness that was sometimes detrimental to his superiors carefully laid out plans. He is always raring to go with a burst of energy, a smile on his lips and a deep laugh always ready to spill up from his belly. In short he is a hothead, a risk taker and as the last few years on board the hyperion have proven, a reasonably successful ladies man. 

Some of his fellows have likened his seemingly endless well of energy and stamina to him being on a permanent stimpak of some kind. He almost never seems to run out of juice, always having that extra burst needed to push himself through when its needed. Another gift of youth many believe. 

A few years experience with the Raider's (and getting chewed out weekly) have tempered his more rambunctious nature from what he was when he first joined. Oh he is still that prime, eager young lad capable of trying anything and everything that even remotely resembles a challenge. But He is more controllable and predictable than he used to be six years ago. Hard earned experience in combat and hard times have given him fewer reasons to laugh his deep rumbling laugh lately. It made him more considering of his actions and how they can endanger or effect those around him and as a result, tempered him somewhat. And his lady-killer ways have toned down to the delight (and dissapointment) of some on board the Hyperion. More specifically they have honed onto one pretty lady in particular. Someone who has kept his attentions for an uncharacteristically long period of time.

But he still tries to make a quip here or a joke there to keep things light in the face of batshit crazy reality he lives in. Refusing to let go of the brevity that has become his reputation,  And he still is prone to taking risks and rushing headlong into danger with little provocation and not nearly as much consideration as he should be giving.