Lucas "Luke" KingsleyAge:
Male Place of Birth:
Atlanta, GAFormer Occupation:
Black Ops Soldier/ FixerPersonality:
Luke's motivation? Well he's got the talent and the skill. Why not do what he's good at and enjoy overcoming the challenges that life brings? The money's great, but he's not in it for that. If he was he could just hack a bank or offshore account and no one would ever know it was him. No, he does it for the thrill his high risk, high reward lifestyle brings him. Another big motivation is his friend Basri Malik. He was the one who got him into this business, and his death only spurred Lucas on because Basri truly loved it and it's a way of honoring him. He somewhat enjoys the fact that a majority of people expect geniuses to be tiny, nerdy things. While they expect idiots to be huge and bulky. He gets doubly underestimated, and it works fine for him.
Lucas is a well put together person surprisingly, despite all the death he's caused and all the trauma he's been experienced to, as well as how differently his brain's wired. He's kind, polite, witty, and quick with a joke. He also doesn't see the point in correcting people about small things or pointing out how smart he is. It's that sort of mentality he can't stand in other people, and he's not a hypocrite so he doesn't exercise it. Due to leading dozens of men in the military, he's used to command and is sort of a take charge guy, but he'll dial it back if people aren't with it. Being a genius comes with ups and downs, and interacting with people is one of those downs. He's not an introvert, but it does take him a while to fully open up(especially with men).
Beyond that, sometimes he suffers from social anxiety as he spent so much time following his pursuits that he didn't have much time for a social life. He's trying to fix it, but old habits die hard. When it comes to women he's weird. He loves the ladies and flirts all the time(he's had a few one night stands). But often during that flirting he comes off as the "nervous/shy" type, which is true; he's absolutely terrified of rejection and it tears him up every time a girl shoots him down. However, he's smart enough to realize that "there are more fish in the sea, and it's okay to get turned down. It makes him stronger in the long run, but it still hurts, and it hurts a lot more than it would the average guy because he picks apart every single thing that went wrong every single time.Physical Traits
: Luke's not the tallest guy in the world, but at 6'4 and weighing a solid, muscular 2350lbs...well he's okay with that. He exercises all the time so he's in excellent shape, and he's got strong, handsome features like a powerful jawline and perfect white teeth. His eyes are a sharp shade of hazel and he always makes sure he's groomed well. He usually shaves his head. He found a fascination with tattoos when he joined the Marines, and most of the ones he has are military related. He has a scar dead center on his chest, running from his collar bone down to his solar plexus(knife fight). He also has a thin scar over his right eye from frag shrapnel. This one starts just over his eyebrow and trails down, stopping slightly below his cheek bone. Skills:
- Genius Level IQ
- Deadly Martial Artist
- Expert Marskman
- Environmental Mastery[Can use his environment to help himself and hinder others]
- Massive Size & Strength
Luke's family has been military for a long time, and when he was born, his father was actually on the fast track for making general. His uncle was a lieutenant as well and his mom had been a triage nurse. Even his grandparents had served. All of them expected him to follow in the family tradition, and even when he was younger they were preparing him for what they thought he would want(but it was really what they wanted for him). As it turned out, he was a child prodigy, and all of his aptitude tests scored through the roof. Some of the tests were even labeled inconclusive because his answers broke the grading chart. He even started to take a large interest in computers and technology, finding that he just felt at home with electronics. He absorbed every lesson with astonishing speed, and ended up finishing high school by the time he was thirteen. On top of that, his family were fond of teaching him things about the Marines where they traditionally served.
How to fight, ROTC for how to act and behave, marksmanship training. The works. Funny enough, he hit puberty right after he got done with high school, and he had one helluva growth spurt that turned him into the muscular giant he is today. He finished college by seventeen with a dual major in engineering and computer programming, as well as a minor in economics. He'd even hacked NASA once on a dare to prove the moon landing was real.(He got in some serious trouble with that one)
Unsurprisingly, he didn't go out into the workforce though; instead he followed in his families footsteps. He joined the Marines and enlisted in the OCS(Officer Candidates School) so he could become commissioned as soon as he enlisted. As a college graduate, he was placed into OCC(Officer Candidates Course). Not only did he pass the grueling 10 week course, he graduated as one of the top candidates. Everyone who passes OCS is automatically commissioned as 2nd Lt. and shipped off to TBS(The Basic School) at Quantico for six months. He went through the process same as everyone else(although he did sort of hack the sleeping roster so he could get away from Jenkins, a guy with massive BO problems)When he finished TBS, he was given his first command and shipped out to active duty.
You'd think an eighteen year old genius in the military would fold under the pressure of leading men in actual combat. Lucas sort of did. Soldiers always tended to give fresh Officer's a hard time, thinking they hadn't earned their command like the grunts who work their way up. So Luke had to fight hard to get his men to follow his orders, and it was only made more difficult due to the fact that he wasn't the best people person. Sometimes they wouldn't even address him as Lieutenant, which is about as disrespectful as a soldier can be to his CO. Dumb luck seemed to be the only reason none of them ended up dead. It wasn't until a mission where his unit was charged with infiltrating a munitions dump in Bosnia and blowing it sky high did he finally earn the respect of his soldiers. Up until then, they thought he was just a brain who took the easy way out so he could join the military, get decent pay and not actually risk his life.
He proved them wrong though. The intel on the facility and supposed op-for numbers was outdated, and as they worked their way through the facility, they got overrun. He'd memorized the entire facility layout though, and instructed his squad to stay and defend their location while he took a few men through the air ducts. The most rebellious soldier in his squad, Henry Fairbanks tried to give him shit, but with everyone's lives on the line, he couldn't stand it anymore. He butted him in the stomach, then across the chin with his rifle, knocking him down but not out, and putting him in his place. There wasn't an impassioned speech like in the movies to get them to follow his orders; he just used cold, hard facts. The truth was they were outnumbered and would die there if they didn't hold that position, and follow his plan, the only plan anyone had come up with.
They did their job that day. He took three men with him, and wrote down specific instructions on how to get through the vent system. All four of them would emerge at different points, and work their way back to the contested area. Every Marine a Rifleman, well four rifleman laying down cover fire from four different positions would certainly throw the enemy off and give the rest of the boys time to actually set up and fight back. The plan was sound in theory, but the facility was old and poorly maintained. Everyone has bad luck now and then. Luke's came when he was in the ducts, as he was the one who fell through and landed in a room a full level below where he needed to be.
He was clearing his head when three men burst into the room. Twitch reflexes saved his life and he held the trigger on his rifle for dear life, mowing them down one after the other. But there had actually been four of them and the last one didn't make it into the room before he'd fired. He didn't get a chance to reload before the last one came in either. He would have died right then and there when the soldier opened fire, but he stumbled over the bodies of his friends and his shots went wide. Luke was no longer thinking at this point, which was a first for him. He was running off adrenaline and instinct when he threw his rifle as hard as he could at the soldier and ran after it.
The rifle hit him, and while it didn't do much damage, the point was to take his focus away from the guy running at him full speed. The brawl with the man he'd never seen before but wanted him dead as bad as Luke wanted to live was the most intense thing he'd ever done. He almost died several times during the struggle, especially when the guy pulled a knife and tried to stab him in the chest. Somehow he survived though, they executed the plan, and his men turned the battle around. They completed the mission, they all made it home, and his men started looking at him with respect. From then on, things started going a lot better.
His men trusted him, listened to him, followed his orders. As his platoon became a more cohesive unit, more like a band of brothers than a bunch of guys working together, Command started to give them more crucial missions. And thanks to the work of everyone in his unit, they got them done. Luke's platoon(46th Advanced Operations Unit) started to be known as the "Mad Dog's", due to the fact that they took crazy assignments and not only succeeded, but would go right back out and do another one. They even got their own motto, "Win or Die, Semper Fi". In a year and a half he was promoted to 1st Lt., six months earlier than standard from his squads extremely high success rate. Although aside from a pay bump and a slightly higher clearance level, nothing really changed. They did offer him a few more men for his platoon, and he accepted.
More Mad Dogs meant better combat capability after all. He served the remained of his four years as a 1st Lt, and while he could have re-enlisted and come back as a Captain, Command couldn't guarantee he'd get his Platoon drawn into the new Company he'd lead. He wanted to come back, but something in him told him no. He'd served his country dutifully for four years, so it was time for a change. He was twenty-two and still had his life ahead of him. He still had that fight in him, but the marines wasn't where he wanted to stay all his life. He had made a number of contacts during his stint, and a friend of his from Istanbul, Basri Malik, did some private 'consulting' work after leaving a PMC called Black Arrow. He was both freelance and government contracted, giving them a large range of options on work.
Luke phoned him one day and after a long talk, he booked a flight to Istanbul to see what that life was all about. With all of Luke's skills, he took to it like a fish to water. Soon his friend Basri saw he was a natural and they started working together. Basri had the know how of the type of work, and Luke had the smarts and raw talent to get the tougher assignments done. It was a very lucrative business partnership for two years, but then one day Basri was killed in a car accident.
The two had dodged bullets together, fought small armies, assassinated cartel drug lords and toppled regimes for whichever government paid the most. But getting t-boned by a drunk driver is what took him out. Luke cried for his brother, paid for the funeral and mourned with his family who had become like his own in the two years they worked together. Then he went back to work, taking over the business the two had crafted and grown together and turning it into a solo act until he could find a decent replacement for Basri. He never did though, not before he was approached by the sort of people who usually hire him for a job. This time the offer was different though. This time they talked to him about "November Cell".On/Offs:
Ons: Vanilla Sex, Oral, Anal, Foreplay, Seduction, Public Sex, Risky Sex, Roleplay, etc...
Offs: Gore, Vore, Blood, Watersports, Scat, etc...