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Name/Nickname (and why): Ludwig Radium/ Duke Fusion (see backstory)

Homeland: Berlin, Germany

Age range: 17

Ethnic Group: Pureblood German

Personality: Most of the time the Duke ha somewhat of a huge ego, believing he is infallible and doesn't need the party most of the time. He's a bit violent and unpredictable at times. Very foul mouth.

Appearance: Green tinted goggles, always sitting on his eyes, right below a blonde pompadour. The Duke is on the muscular side, wearing a red sleeveless tank top to show off his rad biceps and black leather fingerless gloves to add some style to a punch. Powerful legs concealed by brown pants with a large golden belt buckle, shaped much like a trefoil holding them up. Black boots adorn his feet.


Background: "Well sit your ass down and shut up, 'cause here's a grand tale. It's not much, besides that my folks have been working with radioactive shit since they were like fucking 40. Basically they were shoveling around uranium and plutonium, shit you wouldn't understand with your tiny brain. Pfft. As a little tyke I didn't want none of that business, but when I was 10 they said 'Come on Dukes, help out.' They called me Dukes because I was 'always picking a fight'. Only when the other kids got on my nerves. I've gotten better. So since then I've been fucking around shoveling around radioactive waste into little fucking yellow barrels. You get strong lifting them around. Like me. I guess the whole fucking point was the 'advancement of nuclear power'. Like, as you might not know, come on I don't expect ya, we all use Fission. Maybe it was towards Fusion. They fucking thought I wouldn't understand either. And that's why they and I call me Duke Fusion."