Character Name: Marcel Huber
Age: 31
Fatal Flaw/Defect: He speaks with a heavy German accent, and is difficult to understand at times. He is also pretty much blind without some type of corrective eyewear.
CID: 56584
Physical Description: |ScaronRight
Eye|CleanCU|HeavyGermanAccent|Glasses|
Mental State: Healthy
Physical State: Strong, he is very fit, despite the strain the Union has put on him
Background: Marcel Huber was born on the outskirts of a German town called Rostock. From the start, he placed his trust in authority, no matter how blatant it would be to others. He worked with his father, tilling his family’s fields, repairing things around the house, or taking the cattle to market. By the time he got into a school, he had proven to be a strong helper, and an even stronger personality. Marcel got good grades for the most part, and always behaved. He would follow everything the teacher told him to do, and he would accept the beatings his teacher gave; regarding it as a just punishment, rather then abuse, like most did.
Marcel went to a small college in Frankfurt, and he earned a bachelor’s degree in Business Administration. He did not, however, use his bachelor’s degree, instead joining the police force in Frankfurt. After 10 years as an officer, and rising to the rank of sergeant, he left the police, becoming a clerk at one of Frankfurt’s many banks. He was at work when the Black Mesa Incident occurred, and after Antlions had laid waste to the guards, and most of his fellow staff, he hid in the vault, making sure he did not lock himself in. After a day in the vault, he finally looked out, starving, and seeing nothing but destruction outside. He was faced immediately by a large, two legged, white creature with a strange logo on the front. The creature looked at him, and declared in a robotic voice: “You, Human. Come with me.” He did so, and the creature led him to what was left of the Frankfurt train station, which, to his surprise, still had trains. He noticed several citizens herded into groups, boarding trains, and he was pushed onto a train. It was noisy, smelly and crowded on the train, but he just ignored it, and found a bit of space, sat down, and let himself be ferried off to what used to be Bucharest, Romania, and what is now City 45.
Strengths - Skills/Traits: Marcel can communicate his meaning with just a few words; he is not afraid to speak up, though.
Weaknesses: He loves tea. He can’t get enough of it.
Research Notes: N/A
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