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Name: Leonidas “Tank” Smith
Age: 30
Species: Human/Rhino Hybrid
Rank: (Formerly) Private First Class
Height/Weight: 6′5′’ 300lbs
Hybrid Abilities: Enhanced Senses, Enhanced Strength, Bellowing Voice.
Arcane Abilities: Minor Biomancy abilities, able to lock himself down into the earth to stabilize his aim, and also capable of creating shields of earth and rock. (Arcane Rune on Back)
Psionic Abilities: Mind Block: Can block out pain and other “distractions” to focus on combat and steady his aim.
Specialization: Fire Support, Suppression, Heavy Weapons Mastery, Breach and Clear.
Born in the futuristic cities of Psionia, Leonidas Smith grew up in a powerful family. By Psionia’s meritocracy, Smith was too contribute even more to society than his father ever did. However, as Smith has told me personally, he just did not fit in. Born with a lame eye, that was later replaced with a cybernetic, he was not as mechanically gifted as his father focusing on using his strength rather than his brain. He is brilliant to be sure, but he could not bring his mind to focus toward anything significant to Psionian life. His graduate creation, presented upon his graduation from college was a system that allowed his cybernetic eye to “connect” to any firearm, allowing his eye and brain to work together in a flurry of motions, and allowing his body to shoot at whatever his eye saw without fear of aiming.
In the Empire, he would have been hailed as a genius, however in Psionian society where war is considered “pointless” he barely got out with a passing mark. After that, he made the decision to become a soldier and left home with a small part of his family money to reach the Empire where he joined the Hybrid Program. His experience in training was...”rough” as he put it. He was older than most recruits, and being from Psionia, where emotions are rare, he didn’t make many friends or allies for that matter. He struggled and in his own words: “His Psionian side was beat and whipped out of him until he started to care.” Shortly after passing training and becoming a Rhino(Fitting) he was assigned to Fortress Silva. Before I came along, he was next in line to be a squad leader, to be frank, there are times where I think he SHOULD be squad leader.
However, Smith believes I’m the better choice and he has no problem taking orders from me. On the battlefield, there’s a reason he’s called Tank. He’s a large walking death machine, shrugging off attacks like insults while his X-31LL Eviscerator Chain Gun sprays lead down range. His cyber eye is linked to the weapon as well, and I’ve seen him hit targets that would make any sniper jealous. Suffice it to say, Tank is the biggest guy on the team, with a big heart to match. He sees us as his true family, with him as the “Grandpa” despite not being anywhere near that age.
I pray to the Spirits, that Smith will one day live a quiet carefree life, by all accounts, he deserves it.