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Basic Information:Name: Anthony Edward Parker Age: 24 D.O.B: May 9th Gender: Male Affiliation: Coalition Role(s): Medical Personnel Kin: Spouse, Eileen. Homeworld: Terra - Texas, America Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Hair color: Brown Eye color: Hazel Green Build: Mesomorph Rank: Third Specialist
Family:
James Parker - Father - Unknown
Matilda Kyler-Parker - Mother - Unknown
Christopher Parker - Brother - Unknown
John-Paul Parker - Brother - Alive - Enlisted
Eileen Voran-Parker - Spouse - UnknownBackstory:
Anthony Parker
Anthony Parker had always seemed to be the negotiator of sorts, although loving a good fight, he was always ready to calm it down, either with words, or action. When seen this young man looks to be filled with emotion, all except a couple; fear, sadness, and indignation. He also lacked some sort of pity, although such an emotion would be seen rarely. He seemed alright, but deep down Parker was "off", he wasn't happy, his life a mess due to decisions in the past, although it wasn't visibly evident of depression, if you poked around in his head once and a while you would find him with a form of depression, suicidal thoughts, and hatred for just about everything. He's someone who lies on occasion for no absolute reason, he mostly does it to be a prick, or to get away with something. Parker also found himself difficulty of breathing, he started drugs at a very young age, marijuana at 12, cocaine at 14, and 'shrooms when he was 15, though he only did these on occasion. One of these three things have hurt his physical life, such as stamina and steady breathing. Parker also has troubles with trusting people, even his closest friends, he even feels that some people talk behind his back, talking shit, and planning to murder him. He's paranoid, to say the very least. He grew up like that, his father being a very cautious man, sometimes TOO cautious to point where it got annoying. Even though he was well liked in high school he always seemed to hate just about everyone and everything. It didn't come out as often as you'd think but he despised people, despite them being friends and such. He utterly failed Freshman year and refused to take summer school, which he regretted later on as he struggled (although succeeding) to graduate on time. When he did graduate he was empty, searching for a job, at first it was police officer, then it was becoming a pilot for the Fleet, he did eventually get accepted to Texas Southern University, so he could become a pilot. Which he then proceeded to drop out after a year and decided to just sign up for the Mobile Infantry, he later then became apart of the Medical Division, saving lives, and what have you. He did however lose his left arm to a tiger arachnid, due to him saving a recruit from wanting to get some memorabilia from the field, he would never let this go as it infuriated him. As the three years went on, he decided to go career, he is still continuing to pursue this objective and hoped to be one of the best. He actually joined the MI to better himself, and to mostly get away from his ranch in Plainview, Texas.
Strength: 18/20Dexterity: 16/20Constitution: 11/20Intelligence: 13/20Wisdom: 10/20Charisma: 9/20Misc. Attributes:
Can out-drink just about everyone on the GrantCombat Rating: 7/10Pain/Health: 6/10
Wealth: PoorOther Information:
Depressed
Alcoholic
The following is an audio file;
"Hey y'all, I'm pretty wasted right now... and I don't expect to make it out of these wars, so I making this.. it's been pleasure, *a sniffle and a chuckle* I loved you all, I did... no matter all the shit talk, all the bullshit, I love you all, my brothers and sisters. Bent, if you're listening I want you to have something, my sidearm... eheh. Scott, I am giving you full rights and licensing of Parker's Penchant, take care of it for me.. gee I don't know what to say, give my tags to the medical, if my family winds up bein' dead, give them to whoever wants 'em. As for my land, it goes to my brother, John-Paul, maybe he'd enjoy the rancher life when the war is over and he's retired. All my money goes to Corporal Carter.. and my booze stash goes to Young, cigars to Sorrentino, and my knife and the rest of my shit goes to my brother, again if he's passed then, y'all decide, who wants it.. Parker, loggin' off."
Personal Relationships
Relations: |Good friends|Friends|Acquaintance|Neutral|Dislikes|Hates|
Westervelt - Westie, you were a good person, I thought you were a nice spirited being, deserving of anything good, looking out for people.. a good person to talk to I guess. Barely knew ya, but I still had a blast.
Bently - Bent, you're the first best friend I've had since I joined the MI. I would do anything to sacrifice my life for yours, you're more than a comrade, you're my brother. The jokes, the talks, the fights... made me glad to call you a trooper. I remember you when you were a pea-green private, now look at you, Platoon Sergeant, and you're kicking ass and throwing away names. You would do anything best for your troops and the Federation at the same time... even though there weren't always good choices you always found a way. Spartans and Deathmakers forever, hoorah.
Valentine - You were a nice gal, a little quirky sure, but you meant well... I didn't know you that well but I thought of you as a friend I could always count on, whether it be for emotional or combat support, you always seemed there for me, and well everyone.. nice knowin' ya trooper.
