Shane Dempsy

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Shane Dempsey




"Evil men, dead men."

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Full Name - Shane Dempsey
Nicknames/Alias - N/A
Age - 27
Date of Birth - October 26
Gender - Male
Sexual Orientation - Heterosexual
Affiliation - Neutral
Occupation - Mercenary

Play-By - Sean Patrick Flanery
Build - Tall, broad shoulders, not overly muscular but still strong
Height & Weight - 6 foot 2, 190 pounds
Hair - Sandy colour, smedium length, usually spiked with jell
Eyes - Blue
Unique Features - Tattoo on inside forearm
Dressing Style - Outside of contracts, Shane dressed messily, usually opting for a raggedy old t-shirt and a pair of jeans long past their life. During missions, though, he usually wears a vest of combat webbing on top of a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of combat trousers.
Other - Uses a sniper rifle whenever he can, but otherwise wields an assault rifle, pistol and a tomahawk. Oh, and he has some rope. Never know when you might need it.

Likes - Guns, drinking, blades, sniping, sleeping
Dislikes - Annoying people, uptight people, people in general, slavers, Feds
Quirks/Habits - Heavy smoker, but he's trying to quit, along with being a binge drinker
Fears - Losing his brother
Secrets - He's been drunk too many times over the years to have any secrets any more
Strengths - Precise, level-headed, good with tactics, excellent manipulator of people
Weaknesses - Has no morals, very protective of his brother, gets drunk a lot.
Talents/Special Abilities - Talented sniper, exceptional with a tomahawk
Aspirations - To keep his arse in the air and alive
Overall Personality - Shane is, by far, the more level-headed and calm out of the two Dempsey brothers. He is also the coldest, being the one who is least emotional out of the two, although that isn't saying much, comparatively. He has the innate ability to look a few steps ahead of anyone or anything, meaning that he almost always knows how to push someone's buttons.

The merc is incredibly protective of Eoghan, always trying (and failing) to keep the younger man out of trouble, but given that they're both neck deep in it most days, that doesn't go too well.

Shane, much like his brother, enjoys drinking, to an incredible extent, but doesn't become more violent for it. No, the only drunken brawls he gets into are ones started by Eoghan, although they are fun as hell.

One thing both he and and his brother conform to are a set of codes, which don't make them that moral, but still places them above most common criminals, one of the principal rules being "No women, no children". Of course, that doesn't mean he won't capture them. For a price, of course.

Father - Billy Dempsey
Mother - Niamh Dempsey
Siblings - Eoghan Dempsey
Other Significant People - N/A
Pets - None
Your History - Born to a pair of mudders, the two Dempsey brothers didn't have the best of childhoods. The debt of their parents was bound to pass on to the sons, so they ran when Shane was 5 years old. The four of them were able to get to Haven, and although the moon lived up to it's name for a couple of years, things were bound to come crashing down.

A team of headhunters were out looking for the couple, to be brought back to Higgin's Moon and made examples of in case any of the other slaves thought of escaping. The two boys were in school when everything happened. The orphaned boys were taken in by the Abbey where their mother had worked, but the boys didn't exactly want to live a life of religion. The two of them started to play around with kids who had family involved in organised crime when Shane was 11, meaning that soon their educations went from languages (which they were fluent at) and mathematics to robbery and boosting cars.

An Underboss saw their potential, and he taught them more formally in the craft of criminals. By adulthood, they were both muscle for the family, with Shane's calculating nature and his love for rifles and Eoghan's affinity with things that go boom, the two of them were vital for strengthening the family and it's hold on the planet for the next three years.

However, despite their roles in the organisation, they were still treated as if they were those orphan kids that were barely able to pick a pocket without being caught. When Shane was 22, they both left the family, citing lack of respect as being high among their motivations. They became "private security" and gained more money through a few months of that than they did during their entire time with the Haven crime ring.

One day, whilst on Greenleaf, the two brother got themselves into a drunken brawl in a bar. They were promptly kicked out of the bar, along with their combatants, a crew of slavers. The occupation alone was enough for Shane to hate them, given what their parents had been. When Eoghan saw their ship, Shane could only sigh and give one of his trademark dry, witty comments before embarking after his brother and making sure he didn't get killed.

Once things started to escalate, he de-escalated the situation. With a lead pipe. When the slavers were dead, the Dempseys decided that their ship was too good to get rid of. So now, they roam the 'Verse in the Fenrir, taking jobs from whoever gives them and drinking themselves silly the rest of the time.

What should we call you? -Ollie/Duck
Roleplaying Experience -Umm... Pass?
Where did you find us? - I was dragged here kicking and screaming
Prove Yourself - Shiny
Post Script - absolutely anything else you would like to mention about your character should go right here.
Other characters - Dan Bruce
How we should contact you - PM
Roleplay Example - Shane sat in the chair, his hands cuffed behind his back and his eye bloody from the occurrence that got him into this situation. In front of him was a rather friendly looking yet dangerous man. With a cigarette hanging from his mouth, the merc gestured towards it with his eyes and said, "Can I get a light here, Ivan? Me lungs feel like they're lackin' somethin'."

As the cigarette lighter was put to the end of the brown and white death stick, he oldest Dempsey said, "Y'know, Ruskie, you and your lads, ya all awright in my mind. Just a group of... Fine, honest men tryin' to make a livin' in a universe where there ain't much to be had. Me brother, though..." The building shook and the lights flickered as a high yield explosive was detonated somewhere in the basement. At the same moment, Shane blew outwards through the cigarette, causing burning embers to blow up into the mobsters face. The man fell back whilst another of his colleauges attempted to attack the merc and only got a bone-breaking kick to the knee.

Shane stood up from the chair and and wrapped the chain of his cuffs around the neck of the man who was still blinded by the embers and said into his ear, "I was sent here to kill ya, and that's exactly what I'm gonna do. After all, man's gotta make a livin'," before snapping the Russian's neck.

SYR INTEGRA of CAUTION 2.0 created this and she will happily hunt you down, rip out your spinal cord, and beat you to death with it if you steal her hard work and claim it as your own. especially since she will gladly share it with any and all who wish to use it, provided they leave her nice, little credit attached.

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