Captain Warren Orrin (Bunny)

Weight: 165

Apparent Age: 70

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle: unknown

Preferred Weapon: Katana

Runner Song:

Bio: Well for Bunny this man has one hell of a handle, though it came from when he was younger and served the Minutemen. He has a Bugs Bunny tattoo on his forearm and hence the Drill Sargent pegged him Bunny and from that day forward he was known as Bunny. He has been a proud soldier from day one, though Bunny did at once go to extremes and do basically whatever he could get away with to serve the cause. This man still has plenty of honour left in his bones and he gave everything he possible could to defend America from the threats of the NAN and the UCAS. The Minutemen where one of the few agencies that personally felt the dagger being plunged into their back by the government they once served. Bunny stayed with the fight and his brothers for many years till the old war injury he received during a battle against the Sioux became to much for him bear and he was forced to retire in the summer of 2065.

         When Bunny retired from the Patriots, this man didn’t fully go away. He always kept a watchful eye on his surroundings and never again trusted anyone other then his brothers. He became a bit of a hermit, and he never again would be seen without a long sleeve dress shirt and tie on. As Bunny knew that his tattoos would be a dead give away on who he was, and he had already sat and watched many of his brothers hang for just being a Minutemen. Bunny took to the bars and began to drink his troubles away and like Uncle Ed he became addicted to pain killers, though Bunny was a bit smarter. This man never tried to start a family and he just kept to himself, he tended bar part time to pay the bills and keep his ear to the street.

         Bunny was only retired for less then a decade when the war against the NAN began to escalate and he was starting to see the Sons of Liberty (Freedom Patriots) becoming front page news. He again kept to himself and tried his damnedest to hide behind the smoke filled air of the bar where he worked, or in his small apartment, though when you walk with a cane and drink more in a single day then most do all month. You tend to draw attention to yourself and not in the good way. Bunny one day in the summer of 2072 was tending bar and he had his dress shirt sleeves rolled up as he was working on the hottest day of the years and the air conditioning was barley working. He didn’t even notice that his tattoos where exposed till a few of his customers began asking questions of the cartoon bunny dressed in a colonial uniform and flying Old Glory, and the obvious Sons of Liberty (Freedom Patriots) Banner on his other arm with the tell tale “Don’t Tread on Me”.This caused great panic in Bunny as he quickly lowered his sleeves and re-buttoned his cuffs, this didn’t stop the flying questions from his drunk customers. Bunny tried his best to lie and quickly started pouring more liquor hoping to make his customers forget through alcohol blindness.

         For Bunny after that day the questions stopped and he never again raised his sleeves nor removed his jacket again, though the paranoia that it caused caused all of his nightmares to return and caused him to further abuse the pain medication. Bunny by the time of the war breaking out was not really in any shape emotionally or physically do to his old injuries and his addictions but for this man he saw a chance to escape his paranoia and return where he belongs. On the following morning after the news of the battle unfolded, he packed his gear, loaded the trunk of his car with hard liquor grabbed his pills and headed off towards Seattle ready to give everything his drunken mind could offer. I do hope for Bunny that his commander see’s his troubles and gets him the help he needs, cause a alcoholic with a loaded weapon is the last thing that is needed. Though with Bunny this man can drink and it seems to take him much longer to get drunk and he seems to be more cognitive when he is on the medication. So maybe this Bunny being intoxicated and high is good thing guess only time will tell.

       Bunny has put his uniform back on, slung his riffle and has taken his place amongst his brothers, Bunny has returned home to honour those who fell in the fight for freedom and fight once again for Old Glory and the American Way, hey Bunny meet me at the bar and I will buy you a drink, as a welcome back to the fight (One normal human drink, Not the Bunny special. Colonial doesn’t pay enough for that.)

                                                                                                                                                                                                    Page Written By: Snoopy