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|gender = Male | |gender = Male | ||
|eh = Blue/Blonde | |eh = Blue/Blonde |
Latest revision as of 21:10, 13 March 2013
Information detailed here is for OOC uses only.
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Full name | Otto Jones |
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Date of Birth | 10.Apr.2508 |
Parents | Unknown |
Siblings | none |
Spouse | none |
Assignment | Sr. Gunslinger, Wulver |
Specialization | Point Man/Bodyguard/Brute Squad |
Gender | Male |
Eyes and Hair | Blue/Blonde |
Height and Weight | 6ft 4in/250 lbs |
Status | Deceased |
Education Information | |
Streets of Santo | |
Military Service | |
Mercenary Experience |
History
Otto was an orphan, or maybe he was abandoned, he was too young to remember. He grew up on the streets of Santo, the local indigents and homeless looking after him when he was barely more than a baby until he was old enough to fend for himself. For Otto everything has been a matter of survival, and he grew strong in his endeavor to survive. When he was 15 he got his first real job other than a bit of panhandling. A local bookie hired him on as a runner and occassionally used him as an enforcer. Otto did this for 2 years, going from a basic messenger to the guy who paid visits and broke bones when people failed to pay their debts.
This, however, was not what Otto wanted to do with his life. Sure, it afforded him enough to eat and even a room in an extremely seedy motel, but it just didn't feel right. When opportunity presented itself, Otto hired on with a mercenary company that came through Santo on some RnR.
Otto seemed to be a natural with most weapons, having been issued an old Colt M4. Countless hours were spent at the range firing the weapon and learning how to maintain it. There was some sense of joy that came from punching holes in target dummies, especially with burst fire and Otto fell in love with the weapon. Sadly, it was not his to keep, and when the merc company did a job that was rumored for the Alliance, Otto left their company and struck it out on his own, looking for more work.
Otto didn't know his parents, his first memories are of the streets of Santo and the people who lived on them, or sometimes even under them. His guardians were a group of old gamblers and grifters who'd lost everything on the casino planet, surviving by whatever means necessary. While they weren't the best role-models, and some of them were plain crazy, they did watch after the kid as he grew into a teen and was capable of fending for himself.
Otto signed up with a mercenary company that had traveled through Santo. Maybe with the right education he could have been anything, but growing up like he did, he was destined to be either a petty criminal or a bruiser. It was simply fortune that got in the way, that and a bad attitude merc who picked on the young man and got his ass handed to him by Otto. This gained the attention of the merc's boss who then offered the young man a job. While he wasn't the most graceful fighter, Otto was exceedingly dangerous to anyone within range of his fists. It gave Otto the chance to see parts of the verse that didn't involve the underworld of Santo.
When the merc company he was working for took a job that was rumored to be for the Alliance, Otto bid his farewell. After all, the Alliance were prone to destroy people's lives, brainwash them into obedience or worse. At least these were all stories told to him as he grew up on the streets of Santo. Having only the money he had saved up, he was dropped off at the point from which he started his adventure on Santo once more.
His first job after that was working for the Phoenix Brotherhood, but that only lasted a minute before the large man just couldn't take the philosophical bullshit that came with the organization. Besides, the pay sucked. He then moved onto the Pathfinder and their crew. That worked out for a while until he realized the captain at the time was a pathetic little man who got his jollies off harassing the fairer sex, and not without some brute force. Looking for work once more, Otto found his perfect fit aboard the Wulver, though did do a brief stint at their partner company Ugly Duckling Corporation. Back on the Wulver now, he seems to be doing well and has been promoted to Sr. Gunslinger.