Excelled at the army's academy and was top of his class
High IQ for battle tactics. His mind is already cooking up backup plans for anything that could go wrong.
A very good chess player, the best in Requiem alongside Richtofen.
Knows way too much about guns. Would probably yab for days if you asked him.
Feels some sort of pity for Weaver. Always wants to straighten him up even though Weaver is beyond simple therapy.
The death of his platoon broke him tremendously.
Sleeps like a newborn baby despite having PTSD.
High tolerance for alcohol, built through years of drinking.
Collects and smokes fancy, foreign cigars (think collecting Funko Pops but for the silent generation /s)
His siblings used to shorten his name to Kenzie to belittle him so he called himself Mac as an adult.
Used to nap at the army base's chapel just to avoid doing work on Sundays.
Reads Playboy magazines for the articles, genuinely.
The opposite of a picky eater; He enjoys eating barely edible MREs and would gladly take them from you if you don't want them.
May not admit it but getting imprisoned and discharged gave him a motivational purpose that he lacked while working for the DoD
Knows little French which he uses to sound pretentious and try to impress his subordinates (They are so tired of him, please pray for the imaginary subordinates)
"I ain't got a bugle, but I'm sounding the fucking Reveille!"
Writing this and for Carver in general is a fun process because I usually think of the opposites of my personality and find them instantly fitting for him.
I don't even know the basics of chess for instance. (Please don't block me, I'm sorry for having a smooth brain that likes pew pew video games)
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