Age: 20
Sex: Male
Role: Male 4:A hardened warrior that only seeks the destruction of the women. A very dangerous man that seems to only lust for battle. Perhaps there is something more to him that he chooses not to show to anyone.
Appearance: Stands at roughly 6 feet, weighs 165 lbs. Lean, athletic build.
Sexual Orientation: Has never been attracted to the males around him, romantically or otherwise. Has always seen that kind of thing as a sign of weakness. His passion is battle and that is what he focuses on. (haven’t fully decided if he will find attraction in the females or not, I’m leaning in that direction though. He starts to sympathise or feel “funny” around them. Sees it as weakness in himself, blah blah, internal strife, blah, blah…)
Likes:
- Fighting
- Winning
- Feeling superior
- Pushing himself to his limits
- Bland food
Dislikes:
- Loosing
- Feeling weak
- Happy go lucky people
- Weak men
- Letreans
- Spicy food
Hobbies: He really enjoys keeping kill count by making notches. Hand to hand combat. He also secretly enjoys music, epically that of stringed instruments.
Personality: Kennith mostly keeps to himself around others. He doesn’t care to interact much as it seems kind of pointless. He demands respect from others, believing that nearly everyone is beneath him. He has a very short fuse and if he catches anyone showing him disrespect or even doing something that annoys him, he quickly responds with violence. The only exception to this rule is that he will obey anyone who outranks him, though he may grit his teeth and clench his fist to hold back his anger. This is something it took him quite a long learn he has to accept, being in the military.
When he is fighting, specifically piloting, it is though his soul is singing. He feels great joy and almost addiction while he cleaves his way through the enemy. He feels most at home while fighting for his life and to take the lives of others. To him, battle is as the performance is to the actor, as the ballet is to the dancer, or the grand recital is to the pianist. It is what defines him.
Despite is rough and merciless personality, sometimes when he is alone he remembers his father. The fond times they spent together. When the larger than life old man would pick him up on his shoulders and Kennith would hold tightly to his gray head. When the old man would play the strange stringed instrument that he kept. When Kennith would feel at peace and happy, like everything was right with the world, even better than when he fights. Though, when that happens, the good thoughts quickly give way to anger. Anger at his father for dying, anger at himself for thinking such weak thoughts, and mostly anger at the Letreans for taking those times away from him.
Do you operate a mech? (probably) He graduated top of his class in the combat portion of military fighter flight school. Though he has only seen a couple actual battles, he has preformed leaps and bounds above any in his age bracket and even gives a slightly better showing than many veterans. He was born to fight, it is in his blood and soul. Any force would do well to utilize him on the battlefield. Though he would need an extremely good reason to fight along side those he has sworn to slaughter. Perhaps if his life or the lives of his people depended on it?
Personal History: Born one of may test tube babies, Kennith was cloned from the genes of another. His “father” was a high ranking general who was getting on his years and wanted to pass on his legacy. To avoid the possibly of mutation of deformity, the general used his rank to get his hands on some genetic material that had been locked away an only recycled twice. It was that of a serial killer, who’s had killed nearly fifty people before being caught. When they caught him, they found out he had been cloned from another man who also had also gone on a bloody killing spree. The genetic material of the man had been deemed to risky to use again. However, the general was a benevolent man who was confident that through his guidance he could break the cycle.
Kennith spend his early childhood being raised by the general who tried to instill values of respect and social duty in the boy. However, before Kennith turned 7, his father was killed in battle. The realization weighed heavily on the young child, and he quickly came to hate the Letreans. His care was transferred to a power hungry politician who sent him straight into the military academy complex. The academy taught him to trust only himself and his strength. He quickly adapted to the rough and unforgiving environment. He also discovered his passion, which was combat. It was something that resonated within his soul, fighting what was he came to live for. Besides getting revenge for the death of his father.
He later graduated, though he didn’t graduate as the valedictorian. He was unmatched by the rest of the students and even most of the staff in combat, but preformed marginally at best in the leadership sections. After a year of combat, he has seen only a few real battles. Despite that, he was quickly promoted due to “outstanding valor in combat” and assigned to the Asgard.
Theme Song:
Iron Swan - The Sword
Iron ships on seas of blood
Black winds fill their silver sails
Iron swan rises high above
in crimson twilight through the earthly veil
Legions of vermin surround me
malefic taint in their eyes
Madness gives sway to delusion
in defense of a fortress of lies
The iron swan floats amidst the reeds
It's shadow long upon the water
It gives a cry for what can never be
which draws the eyes of Odin's daughters
Scion of storms, aegis of rime
I call on the powers of old
Unleash your vengeance to punish the crimes
of those who I name as my foes
Anything Else? TWIX! And Here’s a pic of the person he was cloned from!
