[hider=Drunkard][center][h3][sup][color=f26522]Ferghus "Gus" Mckinley[/color][/sup][/h3]
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[color=f26522][i]"Injured? Ain't nothin' a wee bit'o the whisky can't solve"[/i][/color][/center]
[indent][color=f26522]Age:[/color] 28
[color=f26522]Personality/Bio:[/color] Ferghus graduated from the University of Oxford, by the scruff of his beardy face and much to the surprise of his professors and more so his peers. It was no secret the man had a habit of showing up to his classes thoroughly sloshed. A fondness for liquor however hadn't stopped the drunkard from passing his finals, pulling himself together at the last opportunity and earning his doctorate in the field of medicine.

It came as such as a surprise that by dumb luck the military enlisted the young man to join up as a medic, the reasoning due to the lack of volunteers expressing a desire to take the mission of undertaking the survival of the human race.[/indent]
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