Name: Otis Yates
Age: 25
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Description: [img]http://us.123rf.com/450wm/aaronamat/aaronamat1212/aaronamat121200304/16672347-man-holding-gun-indoor.jpg[/img]
Biography: He is originally from Lansing, Michigan, growing up working. He started work as a warehouse laborer at 16, up until joining the army at 19. He went in as an infantryman with an airborne contract, thinking that it would be highspeed or fun. After getting through training and going to his unit, he was soon disillusioned and became a bit of a sham artist, becoming rather averse to working for the army. 

He's been deployed once to Afghanistan while he was with 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg being his first duty station. He spent nine months in country. He never saw combat, as there wasn't much going on in country at the time of his deployment. Regardless, he became a very experienced soldier, remaining at the rank of specialist. 

He's been at the rank of specialist for four years now and he doesn't seem concerned in the slightest about moving up on the ladder. He's never been one to care about the rank structure, and has been a particularly rebellious soldier. He just doesn't like pricks and pricks seem to gather in the Army. The worst part about pricks in the army is they ranking up faster than anyone else, and that leaves Otis very indifferent to authority at times. The words "fuck you, sergeant" have been heard on occasion from him.

You will rarely see him spend more than an hour on any detail. He's gotten good at escaping from work details.

Possessions: Two duffle bags and a rucksack, crammed with everything he has been issued by the army plus hygiene items and entertainment items. He also has a civilian bag filled with civilian clothes and an extra pair of shoes, a laptop, phone charger, and a toothbrush and toothpaste.

Other: He listens to loud metal, alternative, and Dropkick Murphys.