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-- Thomas Paine
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Vic or Vince
Age
25
Birthday
September 26
Ethnicity
Irish - Greek - Portuguese
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Species
Human - Genetically Sucker-punched
Role
Survivor - Jack-of-all-trades
Face Claim
Stephen Amell
βGreat leaders are almost always great simplifiers, who can cut through argument, debate and doubt, to offer a solution everybody can understand.β
-- Colin Powell
As with alot of the Sane humans that survived the virus, Vincent's genetic code has been rewritten and scrambled in a Deoxyribonucleic blender of 'what the hell?' in typical human standards. His genetic code seems to have been most affected directly with his Central Nervous System, or more specifically: his individual motor skills, coordination, and his sense of feeling.
At a perfect calm and with a completely clear mind, Vince can hit any target at any time without fail, no matter the circumstances. Be that as it may, the world is far from perfect and Vince has never been at a perfect calm or had the absence of a million things running through his mind, even before the virus. Therefore, he is far from perfect, but is getting better at every step. The more focused and relaxed he is, the stronger this ability gets, whether he is bouncing a quarter, throwing a card, or swinging a club, his timing and aim are incredibly heightened.
Going hand-and-hand, Vince's reaction times, motor skills and general coordination/balance are much higher than they used to be. No doubt a side effect of his gift given to him by the virus. Lighter on his feet and a general knowledge of physics along with what his body can do, the link between his mind and the reaction from his body might not qualify him for any comic books in the near future, but difficult feats generally look astronomically easier when Vince performs them.
An oddity considering what he has been graced with in the athletic sense, since throwing off the virus, Vince has not been able to feel any physical contact between himself and the outside world. A hand upon his face, a rock in his side, and even a bullet to the shoulder would have the same effect, his mind acknowledging the happening, but unable to process the physical nature due to the effect the virus has done to his nervous system. His mind will still register any processes, leading to him feeling weaker/stronger in a false sense created by his own mind, but not registering anything on a physical scale. Simply put, if he has lost a large amount of blood, he will know his body is getting weaker and can feel worn out or tired in an emotion-like sense, but wouldn't know exactly what the problem was unless he saw it; ie: gunshot wound, knife puncture, burn, etc...
β Jokes β Riddles β Exploration β The Outdoors β Humming β Honesty β
Dislikes
β Smoking β Prisons/Cages β Crazies β Lack of Wit/Humor β Idiopathic Neuropathy β Waiting Around β
Strengths/Talents
β Disciplined β Honest β Uplifting/Humorous β β Lack of Feeling β Improvisation β Military Background β
Weaknesses
β Prone to Stress β Sarcastic β Headstrong β Lack of Feeling β Brutally Honest β
βΊ Stubborn / Task-Oriented β
Vincent is the guy you would approach at a bar when you need another for darts or pool, he's the one you'd ask to be your ping pong partner, the guy you want beside you in a fight, the person you call or text after a bad break-up, someone you'd ask for advice even if you know he has no knowledge of the situation, and he's one of the few people you know you can trust to keep a secret you desperately need to get off your chest. Most of all, Vincent is whatever he needs to be at any given time.
Being very approachable with his easy smile and calm demeanor, Vincent has always been an easy-going individual with friends and new people that enter his life. Honesty has always been a prime trait with Vincent, living by the mantra: "A man is only as good as his word." Simply put, Vincent is always true to his word and as punctual as possible, also putting extreme emphasis on the concept of being Brutally Honest even to a fault. Those who don't want an honest opinion and only want to be pampered and need fuel to inflate their ego will find that keeping Vincent around isn't going to provide the necessary support to keep them afloat and he may actually bring them down a bit with his sarcastic attitude.
The best word to describe him would be neurotic. Everything catches his interest and he throws his heart and soul into everything he does, letting it completely encompass his life until the next thing that piques his interest comes along. Couple this with his ability to focus completely on a single subject and toss everything else out the window, Vincent picks up most things much quicker than your average person making him a sort of Jack-of-all-trades when all is said and done.
Holding onto feelings (emotionally) is something Vincent has a constant problem with and has for his entire life thus far, especially when dealing with the people he is close to. Often times, a first impression can hold alot of sway in his eyes and can take quite a while to erase a bad start. Depending on the situation and severity of the incursion, it is possible for Vincent to take a permanent stand and be completely against a person no matter their viewpoint on a certain subject. His stubbornness is a constant double-edged sword in his life as it can help him finish certain things and push through, as well as make him rub some people the wrong way solely based on his refusal to change his stance.
βThe world changed from having the determinism of a clock to having the contingency of a pinball machine.β
-- Heinz R. Pagels
At a young age, Vincent's father walked out on their family, leaving Vince, his mother Rachel, and his one year old sister Haley to fend for themselves. It was a struggle to grow up in the household he did, their family constantly relying on other family members to get by and the meager salary his mother was able to bring home. But it was home, and the only one Vincent had ever really known. Not long after though, their life took what seemed a change for the better when his mother remarried and soon had another daughter, Jamie. As the oldest, alot was put on Vince and early into his teens, things began to change between himself and the majority of the rest of his family. Due to the tendencies of his step-father, the two of them didn't see eye-to-eye and were the constant center of conflict in the household, the rest of the family forced to take to the sidelines rather than get caught up in their combination of screaming/swinging matches. As soon as he was finished with High School, Vincent made the decision to leave home and everything that was associated with it behind to enlist in the military, with the aim of never looking back.
"I, Vincent Morra, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God."
In every boy's starstruck mind, and even in the adolescent mind's of teenage youth, they want to be the hero. To become the badass they see in movies and run in, guns ablaze, as they take down the bad guys. Vincent was no different, but had an enlightening experience after a conversation with one of the Air Force's most elite Airman, Sergeant Perez, a Technical Sergeant and Pararescue trainer. With his mind made up, Vince shipped off for basic and then to his specialty training after. Roughly two years of training were two of the hardest years he had ever experienced and was one of only two Airmen that started in his class to reach the finish line the first time through. Up to this point, he had remained distant from the majority of his family save for his sisters. To his great joy, the two younger girls made a surprise appearance at his graduation, exchanging smiles, swapping stories, and bringing a much needed presence of happiness that had been replaced with blood, sweat, and yelling over the past few years.
"Josh says he's nervous about meeting my 'oh so overprotective' older brother!" Haley continued to ramble on about her idiot boyfriend as they sat around the restaurant table, Vincent sipping his coffee and forcing a smile as he thought about the good-for-nothing freeloader that mooched on his sister's dorm room couch all the time. 'He should be,' the thought intruded into his head, making the smile all that much easier as he thought about it, relieved when the subject turned back to his siblings. "And Jamie is starting on Varsity this year too," Haley continued, describing his blushing half-sister's accomplishments with flourishes and exaggerated gestures. "They have a good chance of winning state this year!" At the latest statement, the shy girl sitting opposite him piped up in force. "We don't know that!" Jamie blurted out. "There are still alot of great teams out there, it's going to be a tough year..." Smiling once again, Vince raised the cup to his lips once more.
Life as a Pararescue member was difficult, but more rewarding than Vincent could have ever imagined. The constant training and drilling kept him in peak physical condition and helped keep their troupe sane as they prepared for their next mission. After a few missions in, Vincent began to shine and was well respected in his unit for his quick decision making skills as well as his ability to improvise in a high stress situation. It was during one of the rescue missions just outside Fallujah that Vince's life took another turn in his favor. A helicopter crash left three men dead and a gunner severely injured, Vince and his team administered care as they successfully transported and evacuated the man to a safe rendezvous point. Vince would later check up on the man's condition after his debriefing, learning that he would make a full recovery and meeting a woman who would be a large part of the next few years of his life, Private Courtney Williams, the man's primary medic and care supervisor.
Vic paused a moment before the tent, resting his hand on the M9 strapped to his right leg as a small shadow crept quickly past the entrance to the flap with the red plus sign painted onto it. He knew how aggressive camel spiders could be, and he was not too enthusiastic about one dashing for the shade underneath him. 'I'll shoot, you piece of...' Before he could finish the thought, the devil of a creature continued on under the shade of a group of rocks some distance away. Brushing the flap away, he entered the tent, more like a small fabric house than a tent, and looked down the line, asking one of the personnel which bed his gunner was in. A small blonde woman glanced up from where she was finishing stitching the gouge in his side as Vic approached. "I'm a little busy right now, and you're standing in my light." Eyebrows rising, Vic stepped aside and picked up the small clipboard at the foot of the bed. "How's he doing?" He inquired to the woman as she cut off the last thread to her stitches and stood up. His eyes wandered to the 'Williams' stitched to her top, an exasperated sigh escaping her as she plucked the clipboard from his hands and returned it to its rightful place. Her eyes wandered to the patch on his arm and her features softened a bit. "He'll live, but that scar won't go away. You must be with the team that brought him in right? You guys got him here just in time, but your dressings could definitely use some work." Vic's eyebrows assumed a near-permanent position atop his head as he caught trying to hide the quick grin. "Well maybe you can bring me up to speed on the standards sometime. Though I'll pass on the stitching class," feigning looking past her at the gunner behind her, his features split in a grin, "yours sort of suck..."
The sarcastic banter turned into a lengthy conversation which then turned into a night in the dining hall turning in their two tickets for drinks allocated for the night. They found more of a comfort in each others' company as their individual deployments drew on and spent the majority of their downtime, which wasn't much, conversing and laughing together. As their time ended and they each returned home in their respective times, things became a bit harder, but not much changed. Living further apart limited their time seeing each other, but in the world as it is, technology made things quite simple. After a while, and constant badgering and clever pleading, Vince and Courtney cut their losses and finally were engaged. Following their new engagement, Vince was sent overseas once again for what was supposed to be a quick trip and a few training exercises. As nothing in the military ever really goes as planned, Vince was sent out with his team and a few others to retrieve a downed pilot a few miles out. What was supposed to be a mission to last 12 hours at most, turned into a 3-day debacle that ended with two men in Vince's unit dead, Vince shot, a very pissed off Colonel with a grudge, and ultimately, a court marshal that was not in Vince's favor.
"Staff Sergeant Morra, by the allegations against you, I don't see any way this ends well for you. Is there anything you'd like to add to the statement you submitted in your rebuttal?" Vince listened on as the committee of overseers reviewed his case. Just being in the room was proof that things weren't going well with his case. At his brief silence, one of the proctors chimed in. "Disobeying a direct order from a commissioned officer, decisions leading to and including the death of two Pararescue Airman, and assault on a fellow Airman leading to serious injury. It says here, and I quote: 'Sergeant Morra pistol-whipped him until he fell unconscious and quit fighting back...' Based on your reputation and statements from witnessing individuals, we can assume that a large portion of this is misunderstanding, but cannot ignore the fact that your actions were not completely justified. We are sentencing you to two years stay at FCI Oxford in Wisconsin to allow visiting rights from your family members and a discharge from the United States armed Forces." Vince sat defeated in his seat, knowing there was nothing he could say or do to change his sentence. The sight of his sisters, mother, and Courtney hurt more than anything as he turned from them and left the room.
The Virus was the first news that caught his attention since being incarcerated. Life in the medium security facility was incredibly dull, but he knew it could have been worse. The staff dwindled and inmates became sick soon after . Letters from his sister Jamie and Courtney informed him that the majority of their family had caught the bug as well and were doing fairly bad as people around the world dropped like flies. As the virus wracked the prison Vince soon became sick as well and was in a delirious state of pain and fever for days before a gap in his memory formed. He woke in his cell, no knowledge of the past few days as vomit, blood, and rotting food caused an unbearable stench. He had pounded on the doors for what seemed like hours before an inmate opened his door. The halls were a mess as guards and inmates alike lay dead in their own filth. The man who let Vince out acted strange and muttered about Vince wanting to hurt him. Trying to reassure the man, Vince was attacked. Reacting more than anything in his weakened state, his old training kicked in, but the man was larger than he and quickly had the upper hand. Slashing at Vince with a knife, Vince threw a blind jab to catch the man in the eye with a knuckle and through a scuffle that broke out, the man fell from the second story rafters and stopped moving. Without wanting to stick around, Vince investigated around before leaving the facility towards Milwaukee, two hours away, where his mother and step father resided.
{ Deceased - β£ / Alive - β€ / Unknown - ? }
? John Morra β 50 β Father β ?
β€ Russel Craig β 51 β Step-Father β β€
β£ Rachel Craig β 48 β Mother β β£
β£ Haley Morra β 23 β Sister β β£
β€ Jamie Craig β 20 β Half-Sister β β€
β£ Courtney Williams β 24 β FiancΓ© β β£
βThe best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.β
-- Mark Twain