Rykem Notolus

(Removed my old, Shitty one.)

You need to expand on this more.

Why can't he hold any weapon other than a pistol.

Done.

You still haven't answered WHY he can't hold anything but a pistol

I think he (or she) means the character can't carry anything but a pistol.

Name: Rykem "Frankenstein" Notolus

Age: 24

Race: Caucasian

Skills: He is good at wielding his pistol, healing people is also one of his strong suits.

Role:Medic

Screenshot/apearance: He is tall, about 6'1 and lean. He hunches over making him appear shorter. He is pale as a corpse, with small scars dotting his skin. He has long black hair tied in a ponytail that reaches the middle of his back. His eyes are dark brown and piercing, as if calculating how your insides work. He wears a long black trench coat that has allot of pockets filled with medical equipment. he has a white buttoned shirt underneath his trench coat. He is wearing grey jeans and combat boots. His hands are covered in dark red gloves, constantly moving. (Civilian) Standard ODST armor, very little ornamentation except for the cross on his shoulder, signifying that he is the medic.

Theme song(s): MSI-Shut me up.

Insignia, if applicable: Combat medic.

Current Location: Reach

Current Status: Fixing up some Marine.

History: he was born in New York in the United States, to a orphanage of twelve boys. He took care of himself throughout his childhood, stealing, scavenging, and taking care of his "brothers" when the orphanage owner was too drunk. He learned how to treat wounds quickly, to keep himself and his brothers alive. He lost half his brothers and his "home" when the owner drank one too many and set the orphanage on fire, he got half of his brothers out until he passed out from the fumes. When he came to, the orphanage was burnt down and his clothing was singed, His skin was burnt and blistered. His brothers were missing, presumed dead by him. He quickly sought revenge, walking to the owner's favorite bar and stabbing him to death with a shard of glass. He was twelve at the time. The cops came and grabbed him without a fight. They put him in the foster care system after five long years of juvie, and the foster parents quickly discovered his talent with medicine and sent him to learn medicine. He lived at the school and learned with surprising quickness the ins and outs of medicine. The other kids stayed away from the strange kid with the scarred skin and piercing eyes. He finished medical school at 22 with a PHD and he left, becoming a ODST stitching and dicing in equal amounts. He was fine until his group all died off in a covenant raid, leaving him to the UNSC to determine. (There, My writing skills have gotten better.)

Name: Jack "Psycho" Mann

Age: 29

Race: Albino

Skills: He is good at CQC, due to his horrible vision and years of fighting in the slums of earth. He is good at ignoring pain when he is angry, but he loses most coherent thought when angry. He is also left handed.

Weapons: Shotgun, Machete.

Role: Merc, employed by UNSC.

Screenshot/apearance: His armor consists of a roughed up second-handed Spartan three suit, A EVA helmet. He has security shoulders and a ODST chestplate. Most of his armor is black and grey, due to the paint being scraped off in most situations. He has a depleted energy sword on his hip, due to the facts of it angering a elite, provoking the elite to come into range, and as simple trophy. He has a shotgun on his back and a machete on his right hip. He also has a shotgun belt.

Theme song(s): MSI- Bring the pain

Insignia, if applicable: Green Biohazard, left shoulder

Current Location: Cruiser

Current Status: Having fun.

Biography: As a small child from the slums of Earth, he fought constantly, usually with people bigger to him and animals. He suffered mild mental damage from that time, and he became distrustful of everyone else. He has since found warfare exiting and he takes lessons in warfare from his favorite childhood book hero, Vlad the Impaler, his favorite books are those. He grew older and survived until he carved out his niche. He became a Mercenary around sixteen, the years afterword were a scramble for money and power through violence. He has been hired by the UNSC in recent years and has been buying armor off the black market, in-between missions.