Moses Odom
Character
Basic Info/Physical Appearance
Name: Moses Odom
Code Name: M.O.
Faction: Omega Protectorate
Rank: Badass
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 44
Height: 6ft. 3 in.
Weight: 210 lbs.
Eye Color: Steely Gray
Hair Color: None (Bald)
Skin Color: Black
Force Sensitivity: None
Strengths:
Adaptability: Can adapt to almost any situation instantly due to long career in field work and knowledge of multiple combat situations
Versatile: Skilled in almost any range weapons, although he favors guns that make an impression
Experienced: His tenure in field operations had made him one of the most experienced mercenaries and soldiers in the galaxy
Psychopath: He doesn't care about who he's killing, and the concept of mercy never crosses his mind. He won't hesitate to kill anyone.
Weaknesses:
Age: He isn't in his prime anymore, and some tasks that would be easy are now more difficult. He insists that he is still in top form, but he isn't as good as he used to be
Overly Badass: Moses enjoys being a badass and the reputation associated with it, and he will go to great lengths to preserve his reputation, often to the extreme
Wanted: His past as a serial killer and his connections pissed a lot of people off, and everybody is on his back.
One Eye: Lack of depth perception and reduced field of view are disadvantages to having only one eye, but Moses plans to get it replaced soon, and upgraded if possible
Equipment:
Coming Soon
Background:
Moses "M.O." Odom is one of the galaxy's premier mercenaries and soldiers. Although he is passed his prime, what he lost in physical ability he gained in field knowledge. He started his path as a criminal, a serial killer that wracked up a string of death sentences in 18 systems. His M.O. was simple: the bodies would be riddled so full of laser holes they would look like Swiss Cheese. He had multiple bounties put on his head, but the only thing that came out of it was a few bodies in a dumpster behind Panda's Passout-drunk Pub.
For a few years, nothing was heard of him at all. Many rumors were passed around that he was still in the killing business. Most of these were spawned from copycat killings, but eyewitnesses did see him walk into a dark alley with a friend and come out with nothing but a smoking gun. Eventually, he resurfaced working for private contractors around the galaxy.
He took a blow to his reputation amongst killers when he signed with the Omega Protectorate, a major contractor and galactic power. Some thought he had gone soft, but in reality he knew he would get the opportunity to fight bigger battles and rack up his kills. Many leading psychologists think his killing has to be a competition, though if that is true his competitor is unknown.
He took another hit to his reputation when he lost an eye in a fight. Someone he had shot almost 20 times was alive just enough to stick a vibroblade into his eye socket, completely destroying the eye and almost killing him. The brave soul's reward was another 20 lasers to the face. Moses rushed to a medical center and got as much treatment as possible, but nothing could be done to save the eye. Instead, he was forced to adapt to fighting with one eye, something that made his job much more difficult.