Patriot

The Patriot is the current leader of SLAP, mercenary company started by Buns to defend the Corner Store and make dosh.

Abilities

 * Minimum Morality. It's not that he takes joy in killing or anything, rather he literally feels nothing except maybe boredom. It's like a video game for him, but one that didn't age well.
 * Shooting Mastery. The Patriot knows firearms like he knows the back of his skull. He can pick up and shoot any gun, even those that don't exist yet, with monstrous precision. Allowed a D12+2 in Shooting. Wild Die becomes a d10 for Shooting rolls.
 * Connections. The Patriot seems to get his hands on various things without really explaining. This includes, but isn't limited to, illegal guns, armored cars, armored cars with mounted guns, and immunity to being caught by the cops.

Description
The Patriot is a Caucasian male hailing from the United States. During the boring parts of his job, he's commonly wearing desert camouflage slacks, a red Hawaiian shirt, and a sand-colored rimmed hat. During the fun parts of his job, he's geared up in full combat gear, the appearance of which varying depending on what he's feeling like. The gear he chooses ranges from G.I. kit from the Vietnam war, Modern Iraqi war gear, and a black battle dress. As his weapons of choice, he's got a classic Colt M1911, an AA12 assault shotgun with drum magazine and suppressor for some reason, and an M4 carbine with a Beta-C magazine and a little circuit that plays Snake Eater from Metal Gear Solid 3 at will. He's also got a juggernaut suit... Somewhere in storage...

Background
The Patriot was crazy from the beginning. He wanted to join the U.S Marines and fight in the Middle East, but was deemed mentally unstable and denied, so he snuck onto a plane with a bunch of surplus military gear and flew to Pakistan anyway. He teamed with a bunch of other crazies who had the same exact idea as him, and together they found exactly one encampment by complete accident. They cleared it out, for the most part, before the Patriot escaped alone on a random civilian's plane as everyone else died in a fire, which was started by him. He passed out during the flight and some-fucking-how ended up back in the States, pissed off and ready to rumble. He put up an ad for his services and was swiftly hired by Buns as a member of SLAP.