Daniel Marks

Name: Daniel Marks

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Age: 26

Job on the Squad: Assault

Supplies: Assault Rifle, Pistol, Light Armor, Lighter, Binoculars, Matches, Water Canteen, Dogtags, Short Baton, Combat Knife, Wallet.

Personality: Serious when concentrating, but relaxed otherwise, rarely getting mad or uptight about anything. Rarely does he find anything funny or interesting, either. He has a kind of careless attitude with other people that sometimes gets on people's nerves. With things he cares about, though, he's a bit of a perfectionist. Careful and precise, he's a quick learner, and perfectly aware of that fact. He's pretty up front about his good points as well as his bad, which make some think he's got a big ego. He likes a smoke when he's not in the middle of something, but makes do with nicotine patches otherwise.

Backstory: Funny things used to happen in the small suburb he lived in. People there used to say there were ghosts everywhere. While he doesn't know anything about ghosts, for sure strange things would happen. People would sleep-walk, act out of character and forget all about it the next day, suddenly disappear for weeks on end. Objects would flicker on and off, seem to move around when no one was looking. But somehow, nothing ever happened to him. At first, he didn't notice it, but as these things happened to everyone around him, he began to realize that maybe he was a bit different. He kept this mostly to himself as he joined the army, but hearing about this special unit, he felt compelled to enter, and worked hard to do so. There had to be a reason he was built this way, right? These new series of events only confirmed his feelings even more strongly.

Blood type: O