Ya know, all this time I've been here, and I don't think I've properly introduced myself in this thread.
My name is Mike Morse, I'm male (in case the name didn't give it away

), I live in the state of Michigan in the US of A, and I am currently 19 (20 this November 14th) years old. There are few things I enjoy in life anymore, but there's always music, movies; nukes, knives, and sharp sticks

. But seriously, I like guns and knives, mostly fake ones, as nobody has to worry about me having any 'accidents' involving some innocent bystander. As it is, most people think I like weapons too much. I don't usually show much emotion (because I have no emotions to show, besides anger

), but if I do, it usually is anger or quiet anger (which is more towards depression. I consider it a form of anger, though, because instead of crying, I lash out at people. Mostly only with words... mostly.

). I have just enough emotion in me to be supportive of friends, though. And to still be considered human. I'm not
totally heartless

... I have this little black lump of... something

. I'm still kinda new here, never met anybody here in person, but I will always be proud to be considered part of this Brotherhood of Badasses! And just for those who might wonder if I favor Marines, Xenos, or Preds, I'm a Marine, till the day I die! Semper Fi, and
OOH-RAH!!!
Oh, and if you ever see me with a toothpick just kinda hanging outta my mouth, it's because, as strange as it may sound, I don't use toothpicks for cleaning my teeth. I just like to have 'em hanging outta my mouth.

I just hold 'em there.
Dismissed!

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Squad Leader, 58th Regt., 2nd Batt., "Morse's Marauders" - U.S.S. Azuera
Primary MOS: Rifleman
Secondary MOS: Combat Demolitions
"When the going gets tough, the tough call on the Colonial Marines."