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Name: |
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Brian McCune |
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Terran age: | |
27 |
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Height: | |
6' 0" |
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Weight: | |
180 lbs |
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Species: | |
Human |
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Place of birth: | |
Iowa, Earth |
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Languages: | |
Bajoran, English, Klingon |
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Interests: | |
Martial Arts, Kickboxing, tactical situations, puzzles, chess (traditional and 3D) |
Education:
| 2354 - 2360 | |
Primary School, Earth |
| 2360 - 2369 | |
Chol Choe Martial Arts Academy, Earth |
| 2369 - 2370 | |
Marine Training, Earth/Mars |
| 2372 - 2376 | |
Starfleet Academy - San Francisco |
Service Record:
| 2370 - 2372 | |
Staff Sargeant - USS Avenger |
| 2376 - present | |
Ensign, Tactical Officer - USS Galaxy |
Decorations:
Background:
Brian was born in Iowa in 2355 to Dave and Julie McCune. Dave McCune was a severe alcoholic also suffering from acute depression. He beat his wife and son with regularity when he came home after work drunk. As a result Julie McCune also fell into deep depression and Brian grew up a bitter and scarred child. He started school when he was 5, and immediately was a troublemaker. Children, boys especially, will get into trouble but Brian was more than a nuisance. It was clear he had a large aggression complex and that he was lashing out against something. He was constantly inciting fights and the school system didn't know what to do with him. Detention did nothing, as being at school was better than his hellhole of a home; they could tell his parents but what would that do? They had no yoke over him. They could expel him, but he would just hop from school to school and it was always the same story. He's now a bit of a legend in the Greater Iowa City school system...in any case, this all lasted until about sixth grade when it all suddenly made sense to him. He was blaming his classmates and taking it out on them for actions of his father. Really, he had known this before but something snapped in the middle of his eleventh cold October in Iowa. When his father stumbled in the door that night, blind drunk and cursing like a sailor, Brian drew himself up to his full height, and then jumped a little higher and punched him in the face. They wrestled around the house for a long time, and destroyed most of what hadn't yet been sold for whiskey money. But, after all it was an eleven-year-old against a grown man who had fought drunk almost every day of his life. Dave eventually threw the boy against a wall, and, wielding a piece of a broken mirror, he was prepared to kill him in his blind rage. He raised the shard up in his hand- and at that moment was stabbed in the back with kitchen knife by the hand of Julie McCune. Dave died practically immediately and the house's computer automatically sensed the drop in his vital signs and instantly notified emergency medical personnel. Julie grabbed a coat for Brian, took his hand and ran out the door. She has been running ever since. However, she didn't want Brian to live a life on the lam with her. He dropped him off at a local boarding school with a friend of hers named Master Chol Choe, who he would live with for the next nine years. Brian never saw his mother again. Brian studied at the Choe Academy a long while, becoming proficient in a wide range of martial arts: Judo, Aikido, Muay Thai Kickboxing, Kendo, Kyudo, and most of all, Bak Fu Pai Flying Tiger System Kung Fu. Master Choe and his assistant Master Hamza Omar recognized Brian's natural talent for such arts immediately. They also recognized an extreme need instill discipline in him, or teaching him to kill with his hands would be a crime of omission, like putting a phaser in the hands of a mischevious child. They thought he would learn best from the most intensive training of all, and so, within a few months of his enrollment in the Academy, he had become a closed-door disciple of the Bak Fu Pai art. Closed-door disciples pay their bills working for the master. Bak Fu Pai began in China many hundreds of years ago. Originally it passed from parent to child through the family line. However, the last original family practitioner died in the 20th century, and the art was passed from his students through closed-door teachings. Closed-door teachings mean the teaching is very exclusive, to only the most promising students. The students live and work with the master for several years, accepting his beatings as the benevolent lessons they are intended to be. All closed-door disciples of Bak Fu Pai live by the philosophy, "If it hurts today, it will be stronger tomorrow." By the time Brian left the Academy, he was certified to teach the Bak Fu Pai art to his own closed-door disciples. While he has yet to open his own school, it is still in his plans for after his time in the Fleet.
Near the end of his nine-year stay, Brian asked leave of Master Choe to participate in the earth-wide Earth Kickboxing Federation as an amateur. He was granted leave, and he went on the circuit as an unpaid amateur. He knocked out his first three opponents in under 45 seconds each, and soon managers were swarming around him with offers of going pro. However, part of his deal with Master Choe was that he would accept no pay. He skyrocketed to the upper echelons of the EKF and soon he was lined up for a title shot. Him, the undefeated amateur in a pro's world, with a 16-0-0 record, against the current champion, a young man and a member of one of the most elite fighting families in the galaxy, 44-1-1 Scott Shamrock. He walked in an unknown with no money and no supporters. He walked out the undisputed and undefeated World Junior Kickboxing Champion. A marine recruiter who happened to see the match accosted him afterwards and Brian jumped at the chance to be in the marines. He took his final leave of Master Choe and leaving the Academy, the Kickboxing Federation, and the title "World Champion" behind, he went straight into Marine Boot Camp. He knew he would specialize in hand-to-hand combat and of course excelled at it. He left a huge impression on instructors even where his reputation preceded him. But he knew enough of fighting; he breezed through the one-year camp, and he went out of the training camp and straight onto the USS Avenger, a small-time patrol ship in systems near earth, that spent it's time chasing down small time pirates. She had little use for marines. He worked his way up to Staff Sargeant through diligence in carrying out orders and through excellence in the small combats they engaged in. But he realized, while he loved the thrill of fighting, he knew he had more talents than your average career warrior. He thought he knew what he wanted to be, and there was only one way to be sure. He went back to Earth and enrolled in Starfleet Academy. He billed it as a leave of absence from the Marines, after all, he had no need to burn his bridges; but by the time he was a semester into the Academy, he was sure. He went through the academy, centering his studies around tactical. It was here where he was exposed to many of his more intellectual traits; all three of his instruments, and his interest in literature. He graduated, hardly with honors but with decent grades, in early 2376. Technically, he is still a marine as he has two years left on his required tour of duty but he considers himself solely a Starfleet officer now.
Personality profile:
He as not as aggressive as a champion fighter would be stereotyped to be. While he has the aggression when fighting is needed, he is not a catalyst and won't start a fight unless he has a very good reason. In fact he is very friendly and quite intellectual. He is a good friend who takes the bond of friendship very seriously. He isn't as troubled by having no parents around as you might think...you could even say he was happy to be rid of them.
Special notes:
Brian's favorate quote:
"You got no business being in the ring with me! I'm the greatest!" -Boxer Muhammad Ali
Brian loves to fight. He has ever since he was a small child. He
is proficient in Kendo, Kyudo, Judo, Muay Thai Kickboxing, and Bak Fu Pai
Flying Tiger System Kung Fu. He is a former World Junior Kickboxing Champion
on Earth, and he considers himself, quite arrogantly, to be among the
greatest human hand-to-hand fighters in the galaxy. Outside of fighting,
however, the arrogant airs drop. And many of his interests do indeed lay
outside of fighting, as he is quite intellectual for an ex-marine. He plays
the violin, the piano, and the bass guitar. He is also interested in
literature, particularly a wide range of novels from 1930-2100. He is
similarly very interested in music from this era, especially in a very
obscure variety of rhythmic music from the late 20th century he calls
"hip-hop." He insists it was a relatively short-lived fad in music between
the years 1979 and 2030. Such claims are hard to verify. He will, however,
perform an example of this unique brand of music for anyone who asks. It is
quite disparate from any modern music. He also enjoys chess. He is a decent
3D chess player but his strength lies in the more obscure ancient earth game
of standard chess that is played on a two-dimensional board, at which he
considers himself a master. While in a technical sense, more moves and
strategies are possible on a 3D board, he insists the original game is much
deeper not only in the sense of the psychological engrossment of the players
but in the conception and execution of strategy.