Nickname: In the vicious and unforgiving street fighting circles Jamie earned the nickname Berserker for his unthinking and brutal fighting style.
Age: 23
God: Ares
Powers:
Aura of the Determined- Most living beings are unworthy of the life given them. Jamie on the other hand overcame every obstacle thrown his way. As a result no matter how badly wounded the warrior becomes the man can fight with the same vicious brutality and rage he began the fight in. Victory or Death is all Jamie has ever asked of life.

The Art of War- There isn't a thing about warfare you can teach to this brawler from the cold streets. . From the martial arts to artlliery counter battery he knows it all and could write a book that would teach Patton a thing or two.

Physically Superior- Jamie is simply put a monster. At 213 cm tall and weighing in at 170 kgs he is simply faster and stronger then just about everyone out there. His reflexes border on impossibly quick and he set the record for long distance running so high that no one has bothered to challenge it in years.
Weaknesses:
Aura of Over Confidence- Jamie is to put it midly full of himself. This manifest as the instant dislike nearly everyone has of him. Being near this chosen of Ares makes the average person blood boil.

Glory Chaser- More then once Jamie has nearly been sent to the realm of Hades because of his innate desire to lead the charge. If there is a good fight within a kilometre of him you can guarantee Jamie is risking his neck trying to win it.

Unsubtle- Though capable of out thinking anyone on a field of war Jamie understands nothing of daliy life nor political matters. Nor does the Berserker show the least desire to. This has bitten him in the ass more then once.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Jamie is perhaps the most physically imposing person you'd ever meet. Towering over most at 213 cm tall and packed with 170 kgs worth of muscle he is covered in scars from head to foot. These twisted and white strands of tissue stand in mute testimony to the violence in his dark silver eyes. Those orbs of fury stand out in that harsh and angular face like a naked blade or a loaded gun would. His shaven head only adds to the harshness of his features.

But without a doubt it's the tattoos inked around the scars that mark him out. The crest of the Southside Demons MC is splashed across his back in its gory reds and blacks. The grinning deaths head holding the heads of various kills the MC has made. The other tattoos represent the events Jamie thought worth inscribing into his skin. Pride of place is a blonde headed child embracing a leather clad grey haired man the background a snow covered street inked above his heart.

Likes:
The Southside Demons MC
Fighting
Training
Tattooing
Loud Parties

Dislikes:
Peace
Those who stand idly in times of war
Those who don't fight tooth and claw for every breath
Sponge Cake
Political B.S

Fears:
Becoming a coward
The price his power will come with
Not living up to the expectations of Ares

Personality: Jamie is the sort of person who'd quite happily hunt a fly with a bazooka if that's what it'd take. Never one to pause in paying the ultimate price the Berserker cares only about the victory. For he has never given up once in his life and expects the same of everyone else. Indeed Jamie lives life with an almost suicidal zeal caring only about victory.

And in his mind victory isn't about the defeat of the enemy. It's about living up to the courage and will the gods have given humanity. That if one can smile in Hades face then you've lived life well. To go out swinging is all Jamie has asked out of life.

But at the same time he is terrified that his strength and courage might meet its match one of these days. This is perhaps arguably the source of his suicidal courage in the face of all odds. This is a truth that the Berserker has deeply surpressed. Any that try and probe its depths will not live long.

History: Jamie grew up for the first four years of his life in an orphanage. Its white washed walls and cheerless aura the defining aspects of his infancy. The same tasteless slop three times a day and play time with the other hopeless children. Even the staff seemed grey and worn. It was in this first taste of life the future Berserker learned he wanted more.

But his childish mind couldn't even begin to fathom the plan of action required. He didn't even know what more was let alone how to get it. But as a baby learns to crawl then walk Jamie learned that struggle earned him more. In this the infant soon adopted the attitude that would become his defining trait.

Then came the day of his fifth birthday and the day his childhood education ended. Ares offered him the strength to never be beholden to any but himself. To face the storms of fate with sword and shield at his side and nothing more. Jamie accepted knowing even then nothing came free..

The next day the orphanage burned down and the chosen of Ares was the only one left alive. Dancing in the ashes he left the old shell of his life behind. Though life for a five year old on the streets was unforgiving Jamie somehow always pulled through. With animal cunning and perhaps divine luck he always found food and shelter. Clothes were always on his back, if not always clean at least whole. He lived like this for five more years.

The night of his tenth birthday proved a bad one. It had been nearly three days since he had eaten and his clothes were falling apart. The cold snow dusted his deadlocked blonde hair and he was seriously doubting he'd live to see the morning. But true to his bargain with Ares Jamie cried not once for help.

Some pleas unspoken though they may be are heard. Daniel Southside president of the Southside Demons MC saw the child on his way back from the bar. Stopping his Harley fatboy the hardened killer took one look at Jamie and offered the child a home. From this one event Jamie learned true thankfulness. Perhaps the only time an emotion other then rage or determined courage crossed his face.

Life with the Southside Demons MC was anything but gentle. But the rivers of blood were the ink Jamie would gladly write his life story with. Anything was better then starving on a cold street.
Family:
Daniel Southside- President of the Southside Demons this man has been the father figure of Jamie's life. A hardened killer and man who cared about his brothers in arms he taught Jamie the duties of a Southside Demon. He died on the first of December on Jamie's 21st birthday. He died a warrior's death defending his MC from a rivial MC. Three Thousand people turned out for his funeral. This was the only time Jamie would ever cry.

Sean Southside- The son of Daniel he and Jamie grew up as brothers in all but blood. He is now the President of the MC with Jamie as Vice President.

Gregory Timor- The Sergeant at Arms of the MC he was the uncle figure in Jamie's life. The only human alive who can come close to matching Jamie's strength.
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