Sgt. Collins, Vincent (Post Apocalypse RP)

Vincent is a pretty chill guy except the fact that he's a complete psychopath. He has multiple personality disorder. He loves guns and will do anything for money. He's a mercenary and was a former Marine at the age of fifteen but was discharged for overkill and war crimes when he was sixteen. This is how his story began: Vincent was a normal kid. Eating breakfast everyday, going to school..that stuff. But one day a Marine came to the door and he answered it. He went one one knee and took his white sailor hat off and said that his father was KIA. This happened when he was four and was devastated. His father and him were like one. Playing games, cooking together, and even made a LEGO city in their basement. This is when he got depression. He still takes meds for it too. His mother couldn't live without his father and started to hallucinate and dress Vincent up sometimes or had duel conversations with herself. Then a year later she attacked him, popping his arm out of the socket when they tried to hug. (Let that sink in =3) She was charged with legal insanity and put into an asylum for a year. They said she got better and they let her go. Another year of yelling and abuse, and when he was six, she got a knife and cut him everywhere besides once on his face and none on his manhood. He almost bled out until his aunt rushed him to the hospital and his mother was back in the pillow box again for good. This is how he got PTSD and the other personality. He still has flashbacks and nightmares about the night and will takes meds for that too when he gets in the Marines. He takes three meds. Depression, PTSD, and panic attacks. The panic attacks are when someone grabs the arm/shoulder of his left arm that was popped out/hugs from a stranger or a sharp object coming in contact with him and cutting him (he doesn't mind using them, just when they cut him.) He once punched a kid straight in a jaw at school when he grabbed his shoulder but wasn't expelled knowing the history. At the age of ten, his aunt had passed of natural causes. This almost led him to suicide but he thought: What if he could avenge his father? And with that, his grades when up in athletics, math, and science. When he got into the tenth grade, his gym teacher noticed this and since HE was a military branch, he asked him to join right away. But Vincent told him he wasn't ready but the teacher had bad people that were corrupt and was forced into the Marines at fifteen. He was deployed in Iraq and witnessed his first kill with a gun. It felt so amazing to him as he let the rage flow through him killing the people that had killed his father. He didn't care about avenging anymore. All he cared about was vengeance and that high he had experienced. (NO not drugs.) He then ran over to that guy and emptied the mag in his gun all over his body. Some of his platoon members had to pull him back. That was when he started to take the PTSD meds. Whenever he had a breakdown like that, he would have to take it and it lasts for about two days each pill. But he'd still have the nightmares that wouldn't allow him to sleep. He got up one night and went into an Iraqi village and killed everyone there. Innocent civilians, to children, to terrorists. He had done his first war crime. He was suspended from the field for a month. After the month, there was suppose to be a raid/clean up mission and they had called in the Spec Ops to assist them. When they got to the warehouse, they bust through the doors but the enemy knew. They killed the only two people he was friends with. The people who had held him back. Their brains split in half now and their brains and blood splattered onto him. He again was traumatized and killed each and everyone of them four times over until the Spec Ops unit held him back like last time and he accidentally hit one in the face, breaking his nose. The leader told him to cool down and he yelled at her and called her out. He was met with a punch in the face, knocking two teeth out. He was out of his trance and apologized and explained his situation and took a PTSD pill. He lost his entire platoon while the Spec Ops unit lost two. He took his two friend's dog tags to remember them by. Another war crime. By that point the commanding officer didn't think he was fit for battle and kicked him out a year of overkill gone by. After he got kicked out, he went to his father's grave, dug him up, and took his dog tag. It was an older version, of course, and he cleans it ever month. Wandering for half a year, Vincent became a popular mercenary since he showed no mercy to anybody or anything. Besides kids. Surprisingly, Vincent acts like nothing is important. Nothing is to him. But he wants to see what he becomes. He wants to be a father. He wants to give a child something he barley had. After the six months passed, it happened. The apocalypse began. As the Marines were the first responders, they still couldn't hold back the horde of the zombies/mutants that kept coming. Vincent was back in business. He was brought in along with ninety nine more of the best solders. The military had been working on a vaccine for the zambie/mutant bite and he was shot up with some immunity. He was deployed in various places trying to contain the horde but it was no use, they overran every position. One day, Vincent was on guard duty and there was a chomp. A mutant had bit his neck. Pain shot through him but it quickly disappeared and no mutations had taken place. The vaccine had worked. Six more months had passed and Vincent was now seventeen. He walks from town to town, taking any job with the highest pay. His arsenal is just two G18s with silencers and laser sights, M416 with a long barrel and a holographic sight, and an M95 extended mag, bipod, and silencer. (Battlefield 3+ players should know what those are.). Vincent is someone that you don't want to piss off or trigger any flashbacks on or, he'll break a bone or if his other personality feels like it, he'll kill you.