Sorry, but I'm gonna crack your skull open.
Name:
David Grivois
Age:
34
Birthdate:
September 18th
Gender:
Male
Nationality:
Canadian
Appearance:
Height:
6'0"
Weight:
180 lbs
Fashion Sense:
David frequently wears long coats, both in and out of battle. While in combat zones or on missions, he also dons black cargo pants, combat boots, and a tactical vest.
Distinguishing Features:
Wears a grenadier belt around his waist that carries several different types of grenade.
Biography:
Personality Questions:
-How do you feel about explosions?
"Any problem on Earth can be solved with the careful application of high explosives. The trick is not to be around when they go off."
-Where do you go when you die?
"The ground Or spread over a river if that's your thing."
-What's your worst nightmare?
"Huh, that's a little personal. I guess failure. Or ostriches, fuckin' Christ, you ever see one of those thing up close?"
"Any problem on Earth can be solved with the careful application of high explosives. The trick is not to be around when they go off."
-Where do you go when you die?
"The ground Or spread over a river if that's your thing."
-What's your worst nightmare?
"Huh, that's a little personal. I guess failure. Or ostriches, fuckin' Christ, you ever see one of those thing up close?"
Backstory:
David was quite literally born for his job.
His mother was a woman who had volunteered to carry a genetically augmented child to term. She signed a Non-Disclosure Agreement and was paid by a highly secretive UN initiative. Any record of the transaction or of her involvement with the initiative was erased. She gave birth to David and that was that. David himself was a healthy baby who was raised around other children his age, brought in for the sole purpose of nurturing David.
As he grew up, the augments placed within him revealed themselves. His brain was altered to be extremely receptive to education. He learned extraordinarily quickly, and by age twelve was performing at the college-level in mathematics, sciences, language arts, you name it. By fifteen, he was beating trained military operatives in hand-to-hand combat. Throughout his entire upbringing, the idea that he existed to be the perfect soldier was reinforced in his mind by the people who looked after him. At sixteen he was fitted for a highly experimental arm prosthetic and sent on his first combat mission. He quickly racked up kills with both his incredibly thorough training and his arsenal of cutting edge weaponry.
However, there is such a thing as too successful and, fearing the capabilities of more soldiers like David, the UN dissolved the entire initiative and tried to have David killed. He managed to escape, however, stealing a sword and gun that were fresh from development and went underground. He resurfaced years later in Canada, were he continued to rack up kills as a gun-for-hire. He underwent all sorts of missions for cash, including high-profile assassinations and stealing Government secrets. Eventually, he was sent on a mission unlike any he'd ever been on before. He was tasked with eliminating a Private Military Company known as Still Water.
The idea of destroying an entire private army was, honestly completely ridiculous. However, David accepted the mission just the same. It ended up being his longest yet. After spending months in the wildlands of Lithuania, where Still Water was based, he managed to sneak into their base.
He was in for the most grueling fight of his life.
Managing to keep to enclosed hallways and confined spaces to avoid hails of gunfire, David demonstrated his raw talent for staying on his feet and engaged scores of soldiers in CQC. His clothes, his skin, the walls, they were coated, painted red by thick swathes of blood. He could taste it. It was all he could smell. The handle of his sword grew slick, but he swung it still. His heart was beating in his ears, that and his breathing were all he could hear. Soldiers would take aim with firearms and he would use their comrades and his right arm as shields. Over hours upon hours, his hyper-focused mind never drifted, even when his body began to creak and moan.
Eventually the fighting had to come to an end, and he broke away to download their missile launch codes onto a a touchpad that was piggybacking on a satellite signal. He made his escape by hijacking an IFV, but had enemies hot on his heels as he drove away from the base, swerving and driving erratically to avoid incoming fire. He realized he was running out of road and luck, however, and he doubted he would make it to minimum safe distance before his vehicle was riddled and disabled. He used the touchpad to remotely launch Still Water's missiles. The target was their own headquarters. As his right front tire was shot to shit and the IFV began to swerve and tumble, a massive ball of flame swallowed up both his pursuers and himself.
When David awoke, he had been thrown some ways away and was barely alive. He was beat to shit and wracked with pain, but he was still alive. The fight against an entire army had made him realize why he'd had such an aptitude for this line of work. He loved fighting and didn't mind killing. He loved proving himself the strongest.
And he had every intention to keep on proving it.
Abilities:
Well Trained - David has received some of the best training any military power can offer. He's sparred against soldiers from the JDF, the IDF, the U.S Marines. He's got exceptional strength, agility, reflexes, and stamina for an adult male of his build. He is also proficient in Krav Maga, Brazilian Jujitsu, Aikido, and, his personal favorite, wrestling. He combines those martial arts with his right arm to create an MMA style completely unique to him.
High-Speed Analysis - David was groomed since infantry to become what he is, and part of that grooming was mental training. He can observe enemies and make battle plans on the fly, even in the midst of a knock-down, drag-out brawl.
Tough as Nails - Come Hell or high water, David can stay on his feet. It takes a lot of damage and fatigue to get him to fall, and he can fight for an absurdly long time.
Equipment:
XM-13: "God Hand" - David's right forearm has been replaced with a high-tech prosthetic. The arm is incredibly sturdy, and has a number of features.
- Collapsible Shield: The arm contains a collapsible shield, roughly the size of a dinner plate. It can be unfolded and then re-folded at will, and is capable of defending David from most small-arms fire.
- Elbow Thrusters: Around the elbow are several miniaturized thrusters that can be used to give David's punches greatly increased force.
- Palm Thruster: On the palm is another thruster which can be used for short spurts of high-speed movement and mid-air maneuverability.
- Grenade Launcher: The fist can fold downward, revealing a grenade launcher in the wrist. The launcher holds one round before needing to be reloaded, and David wears ammunition around his waist. He carries smoke, stun, and explosive grenades, two of each.
"Carmilla" - Carmilla is a uniquely designed melee weapon. It is the combination of a greatsword and a combat knife, with a laser-sharpened edge, which gives it a surgical level of cutting power. It can carve through a person like a hot knife through butter.
XM-45 "Big Bertha" - Big Bertha is David's gun. It's a shotgun created to be the size of a pistol without any drop in stopping power. The recoil is so strong that David must use both hands to be anything close to accurate with it.
Other:
Dave's left-handed.
