User:Hawx

Brief history

Hawx was born in Boston to a Catholic family of twleve being the youngest of 10 older brothers he was small wiry and fast, he spent most of his childhood outrunning and outsmarting siblings and bullies alike he loved baseball as a kid he was a big fan of the red sox and played little and minor league baseball as a kid. He joined the military at age twenty just to get away form his still large family he was placed in the special forces as a scout and accelled as one. he was sent into malton late. years after the outbreak and was seperated from his team with nothing but his flare gun his binocs and his ability to run like the wind he refused to give in to the elements of the city he found a new group of soldiers to call his comrades and is now a proud member of the Soldiers of Crossman.

In Game descrption

A small, scrawny man stands before you, he puffs his chest out and srikes a defiant pose. He stands in a wirey but firm staure, he wears a constant smirk and talks confidently declaring his statements with a strong boston accent. His eyes glimmer with naive youth and gritting determination of earlier years, his younger years are gone, the immature fun having spirit gone replace by hatred for all things undead. His face now bears many sacrs of past battles as well as scruff that he sometimes has time to shave if ol zack aint knockin. He sleeps lightly, learning to keep one ear out to alert him of trouble. His old baseball hat he used to wear with pride has since been discarded for a more practical urban camo bandanna and boonie, and a one piece headphone and mic. He also wears a black tanktop that has replaced his shredded jersey, he also wears his web gear over his jersey where he holsters his weapons and keeps most of his ammo, slung across his back is a sports bag where he keeps his baseball bat, a fire axe, extra ammo, First aid kits, and other sentimental things. His silver dogtags hang loosely around his neck, all that is left of his sevice in the military besides the gun he jumped with and his trusty knife. He slings a camo sheathed R700 high power over his shoulder gripping it tightly with his gauze covered hands, A large combat knife he jumped with is sheathed at his waist for quick use if the need arises. in his other hand he holds a shining chrome 357 desert eagle he found after he lost his service pistol, He wears a dark brown and black urban camo pair of cargo pants. Lastly are his new combat boots, scavenged after a stray arty shell took out his prized cleats as well as a tiger striped poncho he uses as a cloak. A final note about Hawx, though most of the time it is covered up, he has a tattoo that he got in the military, on his upper back, shoulders, and lower neck is a picture of a red tailed hawk with its wings spread out and engulfed in fire, he usually doesnt let anyone see it but if they do, just like evreything else about him he is proud of it.

Inspiration

If you havent already noticed my character is based directly of the scout from Team Fortress 2 for all of you out there without imaginations this is who I am talking about:

albeit with a little more military influence than the actual character

Trivia

-the "Cpl" in Hawx ingame name has nothing to do with his actual name, its an abbreviation for the military rank of Corporal

-The name Hawx was born with is John Taylor Hawkes, he never really liked his frist or middle name and has never let anyone except his family use it to adress him he likes to be simply known as "Hawx"

-the misspelling of Hawx name actually came during an error in military administration, he liked the ring to it and changed his legal name to "John Taylor Hawx" while in the military

-Hawx resents the military, hence he tried to put as much distance between himself and his obligations when he dropped, he has since found an actual group of true soldiers, true comrades, true borthers in arms, he will not serve a country that will not be loyal to him instead he will serve a cause that will not desert him.

Inspiration

I got this idea from watching "Behind enemy lines" one too many times, but i dont think that story has ever been told quite like this so I'm telling it now.

	Soldiers of Crossman
	Hawx is a proud member of the Soldiers of Crossman.