I admit, I probably did something wrong. But hopefully this is good. 

[hider=Neil "Firestorm" Edwards] Neil "Firestorm" Edwards 

[b]Rank[/b]: Platoon Sargent + Ranking engineer.

[b]Position[/b]: Currently commanding "Firestorm" 9th Platoon III company (Tanks). 9 in all.

[b]Origin[/b]: New Friesland (the Slammers take recruits from everywhere but there is a substantial core of Frisians)

[b]Age[/b]: 24

[b]Appearance[/b]: Of Average build with short dark hair, Neil isn’t exactly the most unique specimen. He is fit but not noticeably so. He isn’t big at all, but he is also not small. He has dark eyes and very dark brown hair, enough to be considered black. He's about 5'10 and 165 pounds.

[b]Service History[/b] – Born to a lower class family on a backwater planet, Neil had two big sisters and two loving parents. He grew up going to school, working in the local mech repair shop, and thieving occasionally. When he heard of impending war and the Slammers, he literally had nothing better to do and needed some excitement. He was seen as an exemplary talent and mind, but his drill intructor/staff sergeant's worst nightmare. Seemed odd fate that he rose in the ranks to become one. Has fought for three years and proven his unorthodox methods and daring (sometimes off putting) bravery has its uses. 

[b]Perception[/b]:  Neil is considered eccentric, with a mental disorder no one has been able to pinpoint. He tends to view life as if it's a game, or a fun movie he gets to be apart of. He'll talk and treat people genuinely, when the situation calls for it. But he never acts as if he is in danger, and sometimes he revels in it. He'll joke, make quips, be inappropriate and act like a complete liability. But in truth, he's quick and dangerous, does his job with surprising efficiency and is a fine engineer/tank pilot. 

9th Platoon, III Company. 9 Tanks.
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