[]Basic Information:Name: John A. Williams
Age: 27
D.O.B: 2272-07-28
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Federation
Role: Mobile Infantry
Kin:Sibling(s):[Youngest]-Hailey Williams- [Deceased]
[Oldest]-Trent Williams- [MIA]
Parents: [Mother]-Margret Williams- [Alive]
[Father]-Victor Williams- [Alive]
Homeworld: Terra
Alignment: Neutral
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Blue
Build: Just shy of an average build, leans a little bit more towards thin
Rank: Private-> Private First Class-> Lance Corporal-> Corporal-> Private First Class
Backstory: Well what can I say, there's not really anything much about me. I grew up out in the woods between the borders of the United States and Canada, around the area of where I think Montana would be, it was out of the way, very was quiet, and it snowed a lot... it was beautiful place to call home. We had a small town some distance away with a good community, where everybody knew everybody and where everything was calm. The place wasn't wealthy by any imagination but it wasn't in shambles, there weren't hardly anything bad happening in general, just people minding to themselves and being good to each others... that and a lot of trees.
T'was just me, my sis, my big bro, my pa, and my ma that lived out there. We were a small family but very close, my pa and my brother helped teach me how to survive in the woods as well as having good morale values. My sis enjoyed dressing up and being a girl basically, she loved being outside and in the woods with us too... she was very innocent and of all the things I miss about her, it would be that as well as how carefree she was. My ma was very loving, sort of your typical stay at home mom I guess. She always cooked, cleaned and took care of us as best as she could, but dear god was her love for us three was bountiful. My pa was a very fair man, I don't think he was strict or lenient... just hardworkingly dedicated to whatever it was, be it teachin us or loving us. My brother was always lookin out after us, sure he and I had our fair of fights when we were young, hell I remember the scar he gave me on my arm... I'm glad I gave him one too... needless to say we called a truce after that, and we spent a great many years rebuilding that trust afterwards. After I had turned eighteen my brother decided to go and join up with the Federation near our small town, my pa had a word or two to say about that. He said he'd write to us every month, but after I turned twenty-four we stopped receiving letters from him at once... it wasn't like him to stop sending us letters, but all of a sudden they just stopped. Nobody told us anythin about it, which was odd cause we got a visit from a guy from the Fed shortly afterwards, something I think they don't even know about either, now I've no idea what happened to him or hell if he's still alive.
Twenty-six... oh what a year... what a terrible year. That year made me question a lot of things and it felt as though it were a nightmare that wouldn't end... I took that entire year to myself and with my ma and pa. I've never seen so much arguing and blaming during that time, yet in the end my pa and ma went their own ways. After they split, I was left alone... it was terrible, cold, and lonely during those few months... I'm glad that recruiter saved my life. By the time I was twenty-seven I was amongst the men of the Mobile Infantry going through Boot just like everybody else. It was cold, harsh, and rough... all of these things within reason and fairness. My ma and pa heard about my enlistment and they sent letters to me throughout Boot, and I was glad to know that they were doing fine as well. Pa went to Iskander to live out his life in the cold (Where he rightly belongs) and ma found a guy during that time and moved to Faraway (To which I don't blame her for), they had told me all about that information after I graduated from Boot. By that time I had received orders to report to the 112th Mobile Infantry... I was glad I got those orders.
Attributes:Strength: 4/20Dexterity: 7/20Constitution: 11/20Intelligence: 4/20Misc. Attributes:Combat Rating: 0/10Wealth: PoorOther Information:Character Description: 5'7| Approximately 170lbs| Scar along entire left arm| Has a BioTech Right Forearm| Long Slashed Scar bellow the right eye running down the cheek| Traces of Shrapnel amongst upper right shoulder, right hip, and lower right ankle areas| Bullet wound scars on both front and back rib areas|
Characteristics: Kind and will do anything for others when the going gets tough. I'm just a pain in the ass
Achievements
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Relations: Loved|Admired|Like Family, Brethren|Good friends|Friends|Aquaintance|Neutral|Mixed|Dislikes|Hates|Fears--[[Federation Mobile Infantry]]--
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