Doc Shrapnel

NAME: Doc Shrapnel

SPECIES: Human.

RACE: White.

GENDER: Male

AGE: 34

S.P.E.C.I.A.L. (40 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE): S 7, P 5, E 7, C 3, I 7, A 6, L 4

FACTION/GROUP/UNAFFILIATED: Fiends.

SEGMENT IN FACTION/GROUP: Team Doctor/Demolitions expert.

WEAPON PREFERENCE: Anything that goes boom. And his weaponized bonesaw. AUGMENTATIONS: none.

SKILLS: Knowledgeable in chems and explosives. Expert surgeon, when his hands aren't shaking from Psycho.

BIRTH PLACE: The Hub.

OCCUPATION: Raider/Surgeon/Son of a b****.

HISTORY OF CHARACTER: Shrapnel was born in the Hub and, being an orphan, was taken in by the Followers of the Apocalypse at a young age. Learning the trades of medicine and surgery all his life, Shrapnel was your average run of the mill surgeon until he slipped up and accidentally injected himself with a dose of psycho. After waking up he saw this clinic in shambles, blood and gore everywhere, several surgical tools in his hand.

Knowing the NCR would be on the way, Shrapnel raided the weapons locker and, knowing he was useless with a rifle, grabbed all the frag grenades he could. After fighting his way to the frontier, he ran across the Fiends, who not only gave him his coveted chems, but explosives.

FAMILY: None.

PERSONALITY: Analytical. Cold, uncaring. On anything but Med X and Mentats he becomes brutally sadistic, and very clever.

HAIR/FACIAL HAIR: A tangled greasy mess of brown hair.

EYES: Green. Blootshot.

SKIN FEATURES: Lots of light scars, two heavy ones on his back.

BODY TYPE/HEIGHT: Slimish. 6' 0''

CLOTHING/ARMOUR: A lab coat with a detailed picture of two bloatflies in the missionary position. Underneath is a Kevlar vest with a metal plate.

JEWELRY/ACCESSORIES: A set of rings made from particularly tough opponents bones.

LIKES: Cutting up stuff on a table. Doing chems. Blowing people up.

DISLIKES: NCR. the Followers, people touching his patients.

FEARS: Death, mistimes explosions, a death he won't see coming.

AMBITIONS: Survive and have his twisted version of fun.

REASONS FOR AMBITIONS: Because he has the stones to try.