name: Mason

appearance:

bio:Mason was by birth a military brat, once he was old enough he joined the armed forces with his father and had participated in many deployments despite his young age. He and his father, unlike most military kin, were stationed and deployed together, fighting the good fight as father and son. The duo of father and son was put to a halt when they both applied for Special Forces, both applies but their next deployment would prove deadly. As the only two who had been on a mission together to end a drug lord's reign in columbia. Killing the man was the easy part, getting out, not so much, even for them. In the end, the father-son due were wounded and hiding now, his father had bled out by now, now all Mason had left was his father's tags. Alone and angry at the world, he saw nothing better to do than make them remember him. Donning both his own and his father's tags he ceased his hiding and faced his enemy, doing his best to gun down every single one. As he was shot, he hit the ground, a single tear left his eye, he wsn't afraid, he embraced his death and he knew where he'd go, defiantly spitting at the boots of his executioner.

preferred weapons: swords, bow, knife
current weapon: his fists, Sword, http://i.imgur.com/H8kHLow.jpgHell Hounds[/url[]

personality: Mason is very observant, calculating, and attentive, thinking of every possible scenario and outcome. He constantly thinks ahead, everything about him is dangerous. He isn't shy and he'll get straight to the point and he isn't afraid to do what he wants or say what's on his mind.

likes: Fighting, Training, Challenges

dislikes: probably everyone
rival: tbr

friend: *laughs*
crush: open, just ask