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(Formerly) Sergent Jeremiah Sambor


Mick the Rogue

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Born in: Warsaw Poland

Raised: Middletown Wisconsin

Age: 27

Profession: Ex soldier, ex courier for the mob

Jeremiah (Jeremy) never really got along well with others. He was not dumb, but would resort to physical violence to solve problems early on as a child. It wasn't quite psychopathy as he did love his own family and friends, but often they would try to solve problems with words or feelings... when a good shove to punch would do. As he got older this violent streak would temper into a more general aggression, as Jeremy learned that a good glare or staredown was enough to generally get his way.

 

That was until he got to high school and found himself on the wrong end of several bullies that thought they were tougher than Jeremy. In a hit to Jeremy's ego, they WERE in fact tougher, and Jeremy would get routinely beat up. This was around when ROTC got involved and taught Jeremy something that his parents and friends had failed to teach; discipline. He never particularly LIKED the army, but he finally found something he was good at. He completed what he needed to and signed up right away.

 

Jeremy did well in the military, it helped him with structure and pointing his aggression towards something. Unfortunately that aggression got him in trouble. While on deployment in the middle east he was a bit too cavilier with who was an 'enemy combatant.

 

Jeremy would repeatedly go 'above and beyond' when on patrol or on guard duty. He would, within his rights, shoot first and ask questions later. He would get disciplinary action after he accidentally shot a local lawman that was approaching the base using the wrong protocol and would politely be told that his reenlistment would be declined.

 

Coming home Jeremy couldn't leave the war behind. He would drink and be aggressive to the locals, and the police would inevitably come by. Jeremy would stare them down and had one or two minor scuffles

 

After one major scuffle and a few nights in jail, Jeremy would move to the outskirts of town. As he moved in he would be approached by a businessman who was interested in Jeremy as a courier. Jeremy didn't hold illusions that this man wasn't a criminal, but if it was arms or drugs he was fine with it. It was good money and his own code of honor could handle that.

 

For the next few years Jeremy would take the packages or cars to where the boss wanted him to. He didn't ask questions, he was just happy to earn money and keep away from people.

 

However, one day, his package started knocking on his car.

 

Against his better judgement, he'd open the car and reveal a child. Jeremy sighed. Ignorance had been bliss. He had been happy to not ask. And he wished he hadn't.

 

The words of his commanding officer, saying he had been hurting the wrong people rang in his head. With a sigh, he let the child go, grabbed his gun, and decided to start hurting the right people. It was a massacre, many thugs and a few higher up mob thugs were killed by the time the authorities (lead there by the kid) came by.

 

Everyone was arrested, and Jeremy was sent away for murder, human trafficking and drug trafficking.

 

He didn't serve long, the SCP picked him up quickly as a D class. He's survived a few missions, whether thru luck skill or both, and now they're 'promoting' him.

 

He wasn't going to say no

 

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