I hope not!Name
: Jack ClarkAge
: scars, tattoos, group sex, three ways (m/f/f preferred), uniforms Offs
: Anything related to bowel movements, children, animals, the Quartona, Abilities
: Inspiring leader and combat training Background
: Jack was raised by his grandparents, due to the fact that his father was always working and his mother was, missing. A mostly happy child, he suffered learning to deal with personal loss as a young man, when his grandfather passed away. When his grandmother died, it left him adrift in life, unsure of what he wanted to do and left the teen alone in his father house. When he graduated high school, he fell prey, you could say, to a Marine recruiting officer and joined the Corps. For the first time in years, his father took an interest in what his son was doing and decided that no son of his, would be a grunt. Pulling a few strings and shelling out some money, Jack's father got him into the officer's academy. Between drills and classes, he found that he enjoyed the military life, finding a purpose for himself.
Fast forward a dozen years and Captain Jack Clark, of the Human Alliance Marine Corps (HAMC), was station on a training base, back on Earth, after several tours aboard a few military space craft, when the first Quartona attacks hit. The base was caught off guard but the surprise assault and suffered several strikes from some sort of heavy weapon, throwing large bursts of energy designed to stun. Dazed and confused, Jack was weaponless and dragging a female recruit towards the base medical center, when Quartona troops hit the ground. Before he even knew what was happening, one of the large reptilian warriors severed his right arm, just a little below his elbow and snatched the wounded recruit, leaving him to die.
However, Jack didn't die. He recovered from the shock and was able to use his belt like a tourniquet before bleeding out. Forcing himself up, he dodged through the raging battle around him, heading for the medical center. Finding that building on fire and several other wounded, he decided to head towards where he knew a field aid station should have been set up and carried with him, a marine with a broken leg. Before the day was over, he would carry ten more marines to the aid station, before being sedated and evacuated.
In the months since then, he had been promoted to Major, decorated for his heroics and been fitted with a a biomechanical prosthetic arm and hand. He chose a pure metal arm and hand, rather then having his own skin grown over it. He chose it to look that way as a reminder that he failed to save a fellow marine and let her get carried off by the enemy. Install inside the hand, is a chamber a pair of shotgun shells, with very short barrels, located in his "knuckles".
Jack as recently been assigned to command the Marine detachment aboard a blockader runner, seeking to break out and locate allies.