Difference between revisions of "Duncan Bishop"
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+ | ==Appearance== | ||
+ | <div style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: #4f4f4f;">Height: 213cm / Weight: 23.4 stone / Build: Mesomorph / Eye Color: Slate / Hair Color: Tow / Skin Color: Tanned</div> | ||
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+ | [[File:Duncan_in_WWII.jpg|left|thumb|245px]]<div style="text-align: justify;">''It was the silence that stayed with them, rather than the roar of the building collapsing in on itself. They'd seen their CO take a browning to the chest barely take a step back, and they'd seen him stand after jumping on a live grenade. Even with all that, the soldiers stared at the dust wafting into the sunlight thinking they now had to remember who was next in command. Morely couldn't help but think that it wasn't the building that had killed Captain Duncan Bishop. It was the silence.'' | ||
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+ | ''Morely broke the silence, as if this could undo the damage, his North Yorkshire accent making Owens jump. "Start digging," he murmurs, taking a step forward to dig through the rubble. The large blocks bit into his fingers as he strained to overturn them roughly in the area they'd last seen their CO's shadow tangling with the huge armoured German.'' | ||
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+ | ''"What the fuck was that thing?" Owens near whimpered. "It was almost as big as the Captain, and looked stronger! Fuck, does anyone even know if Captain Bishop has next of kin?"'' | ||
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+ | ''"Shut up and di-," Morley's admonition died on his tongue as a olive-clad hand pushed from a nearby break in the rubble. It gripped a piece of the building's broken framework and, with a mighty pull, leveraged Captain Bishop's titanic frame from the debris. "Is it dead?" He growled, not even bothering to dust himself off as he rose to his feet.'' | ||
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+ | ''"No, Captain. It took off into the woods at an insane speed!" Owens exclaimed. "Was it ... a walking panzer? New contraption from Berlin?"'' | ||
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+ | ''"I think it had a Thule symbol on it, but I can't be sure," said Waterman, pushing up his glasses for the 30th time that day.'' | ||
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+ | ''"It seemed ... familiar," Bishop said, looking in the general direction his men had indicated. "Whatever it was, it has our position. So we should not remain in said position." With that, Bishop started walking toward their base, showing no more stiffness than if he'd just had a smoke break. "Let's head back. I need a cup of tea." '' | ||
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+ | Duncan is a giant of a man, standing at about 2.1 metres (~7 feet) tall and having a well-toned body. Despite his robust frame, his face looks a little gaunt and haggard, albeit attractive enough. His eyes are a slate grey, and his short, military-cut hair is a golden blond. His jaw is well defined, contributed by his somewhat sunken cheeks. His body is a mess of surgical scars, but there is visible scarring from injury. | ||
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+ | ==History== | ||
Duncan remembers very little about his early life, mostly flashes of images in the moments between sleep and wakefulness. Also certain scents can send him into a reverie, as long as there is no immediate danger around him. What's known is that he has been around for a very long time, and has been loyal to the British empire for a good portion of it. He is tough to an almost supernatural degree, even walking away from literally having buildings dropped on him. He has suggested he was "purpose built" for surviving hostile environments. Since Duncan is a man of few words, getting even this much out of him is a bit of an undertaking. | Duncan remembers very little about his early life, mostly flashes of images in the moments between sleep and wakefulness. Also certain scents can send him into a reverie, as long as there is no immediate danger around him. What's known is that he has been around for a very long time, and has been loyal to the British empire for a good portion of it. He is tough to an almost supernatural degree, even walking away from literally having buildings dropped on him. He has suggested he was "purpose built" for surviving hostile environments. Since Duncan is a man of few words, getting even this much out of him is a bit of an undertaking. | ||