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Name: Sean Brogan 

Age: 33

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Irish

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Skills: 
-Knows his way around explosives
-Able to drive any tank or land based vehicle
-Able to pilot air based vehicles, though not to such an extent of a professional
-Strong enough to utilize and lift heavy weaponry
-Vast knowledge of hand to hand combat, specifically boxing
-Knows how to handle a rifle
-Brilliant engineer

Traits and Quirks:
-Talks in cockney slang at times
-Fear of heights higher than the ones he has flown when crop dusting

History: Sean was born on a farm, just outside Hacketstown in Ireland. His father was a retired demolitions officer who was wounded in battle, and send home with a purple heart. Sean's mother was about as much a man as his father was. She was tough-as-nails and had been in a few fights in her time. Sean grew up in a good life, while it may have been harder than a lot of average kids young lives what with all the farmwork, it was still pretty good. His family loved him and taught him new skills and lessons every day. He idolized his older brother and spent most of his time playing or working with him. 

When Sean was around 10 he was taught how to fly the family crop duster. He took to it like a dream, and spent most of his days after doing the maintenance and engineering work for it. He was ecstatic when the family finally got a car and he was able to work on that. By the age of 15 Sean had been taught most everything he would have needed to run the farm after his father and mother had died. He had been taught how to shoot in case of foxes, how to fly the crop duster, how to drive the car among a lot of other things. The reason that his brother couldn't run the farm was that he was off in the army at this point and was too lively and adventurous to actually run the farm for a long time without leaving it. 

When Sean was able to drink he did so, and in large numbers. He spent most of his free time in a pub in Hacketstown which was bound to lead to a fight or two at some point. When he finally did get into a fight he found himself to be way too underskilled to actually match his opponent. He took head of his loss and began to attend the Hacketstown boxing gym to learn how to fight. As soon as he started to learn his ratio of wins to losses changed drastically in favour of wins. 

Things went normally up until the war. At the start of the war nothing really happened to Sean and his farm. But conditions gradually got worse with the rationing and whatnot. Soon his elderly father and mother took ill, and died in the winter of pneumonia. Sean was left to run the farm in its worst state and as the war went on, things got worse. The Nazi army eventually made their way into Ireland. The British troops were too busy fighting on other lands to have any large amount of troops to send to the rural part of Ireland so the homeguard took force. It was too late for Sean though, the Nazis had already made their way onto his farm and were stealing and destroying all that they could. This lead to a shootout between Sean in his home and the small troop of Nazis on his land. He managed to kill most of the troops and ward off the rest, but he knew more would be back soon.

He began work on a machine that could kill or ward off the Nazi's. He knew he couldn't do it on his own, so he went to Hacketstown to recruit various people he knew and various strangers to help craft the machine. Soon enough, practically all of Hacketstown heard about his plan and had joined in to help, using what little resources and what money they could pull together to craft a truly remarkable machine. They used an old metro car as the base for the vehicle before reinforcing it with various metals. They then added on just about everything they could find, dismantling the anti-aircraft guns stationed outside the town and adding them to the vehicle. Soon enough, the vehicle was ready and was fully capable of taking on anything the Nazi's could send at it, even planes couldn't withstand its might. The nazi's came and in great number. The entire town pulled together to take on the troops. They didn't really need more than the mobile fortress they had created though, it tore through their defenses like paper.

After the fight, Sean didn't have much else to do in Ireland. His farm was destroyed and he was out of money. He did however, have a buoyant tanklike living space. He made his way over to America, and began to fight on their front as a soldier of fortune.
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