[hider=Priest] [hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=orangered][center]Priest[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]http://media.giphy.com/media/wbomIbUs5Bc2I/giphy.gif[/img][/center] [hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Name:[/color][/b] Caesar Hannibal Gonzalez [b][color=orangered]Aliases:[/color][/b] Priest, Padre, El Jefe, Machete [b][color=orangered]Age:[/color][/b] 58 [b][color=orangered]Birthday:[/color][/b] May 16 [b][color=orangered]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Mexicano [b][color=orangered]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Monterrey, Chihuahua, Mexico [b][color=orangered]Location:[/color][/b] Seattle, WA [b][color=orangered]Gender:[/color][/b] Male. Quite. [b][color=orangered]Major/Minor:[/color][/b] None/None [b][color=orangered]Occupation:[/color][/b] Owner/Operator: Machete Security Solutions, Former Federale Commandant [b][color=orangered]Languages:[/color][/b] English, Spanish (both fluent) [hr][center][img]https://uproxx.files.wordpress.com/2015/05/knifewhip.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Height:[/color][/b] 5'6" [b][color=orangered]Weight:[/color][/b] 165 [b][color=orangered]Build:[/color][/b] Intimidating, Venerable [b][color=orangered]Eyes:[/color][/b] Hazel [b][color=orangered]Hair:[/color][/b] Black, long [b][color=orangered]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Worn Leather [b][color=orangered]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Yes. [hr][center][img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m64c7i7JXL1rtwv7zo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [i][color=orangered][center] Driven * Volatile * Protective * Intimidating [/center][/color][/i] [b][color=orangered]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Hypermasculine [b][color=orangered]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Divorced [b][color=orangered]Personality:[/color][/b] Caesar is a frightening man, the likes of which should only be allowed around polite folk in dire emergencies. If he's anywhere in public, the shit has officially hit the fan and it's best to duck and cover before you get any on you. Or through you. Or ripped out of you. Did I mention that he's a very frightening man? He does have a soft side, or more accurately, a less hard side - he is loyal, protective, and actually a good, decent man. His "Boondock Santos" mentality drives him to "destroy that which is evil, so that which is good may flourish". Another bit; he has a daughter. Caesar simultaneously is overprotective and fully confident in her ability to kick much ass and take many names. El Jefe is obsessively driven to complete any task of worth to which he sets himself, particularly if it involves tequila or gratuitous violence. He is the confident alpha-male who strolls through life, scarred and tattooed, accumulating horrifying stories of bloodshed and turmoil while carving more and more notches into his proverbial bedpost. This may explain why he is attracted to twisted women. Caesar Gonzalez, if I have not mentioned previously, is a very frightening man. [b][color=orangered]Habits:[/color][/b] Growling, Staring [b][color=orangered]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Honing his collection of sharp things, and Fùtbol. [b][color=orangered]Fears:[/color][/b] [list][*] Losing his daughter [*] Being weak [*] Running out of alcohol [/list] [b][color=orangered]Likes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Fùtbol [*] Sharp Things [*] Booze [*] Fighting [*] Motorcycles [*] Bird Watching [/list] [b][color=orangered]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list][*] Lazy Folk [*] Bigots [*] Drug Dealers [*] People Fucking With His Hair [*] Men Flirting With His Daughter [*] Down Time[/list] [hr][center][img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkfjf5WojL1qe6mn3o1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Cards On The Table[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Specialty Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Sharp Weapons [*] Thrown Weapons [/list] [b][color=orangered]Standard Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Small Arms [*] Stealth [*] Security Tech [*] Motorcycle [*] Helicopter [*] Seek The Guilty (Investigation/Surveillance) [*] Close Quarter Combat [*] Large Arms [/list] [b][color=orangered]Current Supplies:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Snakeskin boots, Worn BDU pants (grey), Smiley boxers, Leather biker vest, Black long coat, Studded leather bracers, Large black bandanna. Regularly carries Credentials (Corpsec, Federale (Ret), Weapon Permits,Passport etc., plus alternate identity creds), Keys, Wallet (on chain, containing containing $1000 cash, 3 credit cards (platinum), Corporate Debit Card (for business expenses, 50K limit) [*] Machete [*] Machete [*] Knife [*] Knife [*] H&K USP .45 (12 round capacity) [*] Extra Clip .45 [*] Large Gentleman's Flask, filled with fine tequila, inside vest pocket over his heart [*] [url=http://angloisrael.com/reversetrike/scorpion-vrod16.jpg]Harley-Davidson Scorpion Reverse Trike, Custom[/url] [*] Residence: 75 S. Main Street #201, Seattle WA (Pioneer Square neighborhood), Built in 1900 - The upper two floors = Living Space, Ground Floor = garage and business space, freight elevator from garage, external ironwork stairs - Historic brick bldg in Pioneer Square. 8736 SF, not including terrace. Flooded with natural light and features high ceilings, 3 walls of exposed brick, hardwood floors, sleeping loft, modern bath & stainless steel appliances, electricity, gas (optional) fireplaces, full roof terrace, 0 br, 4 ba, 4x garage on bottom floor. [*] Satellite Phone (encrypted, lots of spiffy apps) [/list] [hr][center][img]https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2014-07/16/15/enhanced/webdr08/anigif_enhanced-13377-1405538818-5.gif[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Why The Expendables Recruited You:[/color][/b] Caesar was one of the first choices for the original Expendables team. His history and contacts set him as one of the legendary few, hardboiled, testosterone-fueled, ties cut to the world badasses of his generation. His reputation had him committing acts of wholesale extermination against very bad people, without pity or remorse. The other side of that coin: He would go out of his way to save an innocent and no lengths be wouldn't go to respond to a wrong done to him and his. Unfortunately for the team, Caesar declined. He had a new family and business to think about, and the occasional act of carnage the U.S. government paid him to do. The second time around, his situation was different. He responded more positively to the invitation. [b][color=orangered]History Before The Expendables:[/color][/b] Much of Caesar's history has been redacted, owing to the classified nature of his work. What is known about him, in fact and unconfirmed rumor, can be summed up thusly: Ceasar Hannibal Gonzalez began his career as an officer of the Policia Judicial Federal. He racked up a hell of a reputation, ascending the ranks quickly because of his brutal but effective methodology in dealing with people deemed untouchable or above the law. Eventually, he became a Commandant, training many under him to work as an intimidating, result producing unit. This continued for quite some time, until he was approached by a cartel. Caesar refused to be bribed off like so many other Federale Agents and Commanders. Instead, he went to war. (Insert blood, blood, more blood, carnage, betrayal, drugs, money, yet more blood, betrayal, lots of explosions, and multiple limb removal, etc.) Disgusted by the whole situation, Caesar retired from the Mexican Federal Police. In his opinion, it was too corrupted by the drug cartels to be useful to its people anymore, a hypocritical organization feeding upon itself. Instead, he emigrated to the United States to work with the DEA (and occasionally FBI/CIA), taking on jobs they deemed too dangerous to send in one of their own, or to have plausible deniability of their involvement. These people, though assholes in their own right, seemed to actually be interested in doing harm to the cartels. And it sated his desire for violence. He remained a part-time government asset, based out of San Antonio, Texas. In this time, he married a Senorita Maria Santiago. They had a baby girl, Alicia. Very shortly thereafter, he liquidated his holdings and founded Machete Security Solutions, a private security firm made up of former military, law enforcement, retired Federal agents, and the like. He even trained a cadre of his own men from scratch, including his little Alicia, to act as his go-to people. They took contracts in many global hotspots, took jobs with corporate security, bodyguarding, and the like, including some unofficial and grey market contracts with various government agencies. Caesar spread his badassery [i]worldfuckingwide[/i]. He moved his family and his business away from the desert and into the foothills of Appalachia; Chattanooga, TN. The proper infrastructure was in place, land was relatively cheap, not too close and not too far away from first-strike targets if the shit really hit the fan. He put his girl into college, despite much bitching from her end. Business ran well, clandestine and above board. He even sought professional help for his mindnumbing anger issues; his therapist recommended taking up bird watching as a means to channel his more aggressive energies into something more relaxing. Shortly after, the good doctor took his own life. The official coroner's report listed cause of death as: "Lobotomy via Garden Weasel, Self Inflicted". There was some professional disagreement concerning the findings. Caesar kept the books, and actually got around to watching birds. The enigmatic Caesar Gonzalez got the call to join the Expendables (the primary team) during his time working as a freelance government asset. He was put on their radar after a wetwork involving him taking on the role of a priest to get closer to his target. Rumors have put together that the Priest is Caesar. He didn't want to immediately jump into a structured team, lone wolf type that he was, and so declined the invitation. That, and he wanted to make sure he could be around to see his little m'hija grow into a fine woman. And she did. Truly a fine woman, but too much like her papi. [b][color=orangered]History Since Joining The Expendables:[/color][/b] Caesar was Cynthia's first recruit. After the greenlight for form her own team, she began with dossiers already on file. It had been a while, but Caesar was still in amazing form and, now that his little Alicia was an adult capable of making her own decisions and killing her own people, he felt it was a good time to get back into the game. Caesar wasn't initially too happy with being contacted out of the blue, nor did he feel very good about a private organization having a dossier, highlighting his personal and professional history. It would take a little digging on his part before decades-old paranoia relaxed enough to take a meeting with these people. Upon accepting membership, he added the Crow On Skull tattoo to his already impressive collection of body art (right inner forearm), purchased a small building in the Pioneer Square neighborhood of Seattle to be closer to his new side venture. His company's security, communication, and surveillance tech instantly became a great asset to the new Expendables, and Caesar became a permanent fixture with their group. Caesar was keeping busy and making money from this arrangement from both jobs and tech sales, he had a base of operations in the Pacific Northwest now, and his autumn years were looking up. He even acquired a new handle among the group. While most everyone else refers to him as El Jefe, his dossier with the original Expendables prior to discovering his true identity simply labeled him as "The Priest". As such, he is addressed as either Priest or Padre while on assignment. After some consideration, he approves of his new mercenary identity. Granted, having a code name and being part of a team was a new experience for him. He generally worked alone, or was the boss. There was a period of adjustment before Caesar Gonzalez, Ex Federale/Government Assassin, became comfortable operating as Priest, Private Contractor with The Expendables. Arguments occurred. Heads butted. Valentine and he even came to blows once, though it was forgotten about after a round or six of drinks and high-stakes poker. Over time, he truly came to trust his new teammates. Trust was a thing which, in his old life, got you killed. Gradually, he came to the realization that these people were very much like him; badasses in their own right, doing what they felt was the right thing. Caesar was never military. The feelings of brotherhood that came with armed forces watching over each other in times of conflict was a very new thing for the man, especially as his origins place him with a corrupt organization, members of which had betrayed him on more than one occasion. He remained merely a professional asset for the longest time before letting himself accept these people fully. Once he did, Caesar began to understand what it meant to be an Expendable - an organization as unique as he was, back when he worked alone. What he didn't think was such a great idea was his daughter joining the club. That took some time to get used to. [hr][center][img]http://remezcla.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Zombie-Hunter-danny.jpg[/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=orangered][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=orangered]Character Quote:[/color][/b] "El Jefe improvises..." "You just fucked with the wrong Mexican." "You know what? I'll do it. Just tell me how badly you want him beaten." [b][color=orangered]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [youtube] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HORkT4a2MhQ [/youtube] [b][color=orangered]Most Memorable Kill:[/color][/b] Bungee/rappelling down a hospital wall, using a man's intestines as rope. El Jefe improvises. [b][color=orangered]Most Memorable Injury:[/color][/b] Maria. She broke his heart. Muy triste. [b][color=orangered]How You Got Your Code Name:[/color][/b] Caesar found himself on a low-rent job, offered by the CIA. It was his first job since officially emigrating to the United States, and a total wetwork. The objective was to assassinate a heavily guarded Cartel Kingpin in his home country. The most effective method of getting him alone was to masquerade as a Catholic Priest. While taking communion, away from his bodyguards and in a neutral place, Caesar split his head wide open with a woodaxe and made his way back out, killing several bad men with knives and various improvised sharp items. Over time, the moniker of "The Priest" (or "El Padre") kind of stuck. [b][color=orangered]Anything Else:[/color][/b] http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3214659 [sub][color=ed1c24]*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I understand that I will not be warned if I break a rule or am coming close and accept that I can be kicked out if I break any of the above listed rules.[/color][/sub][/hider]