Your name is forgotten in the mud, dirt, and blood. You are simply "Lazy".
You joined this hellish war for some reason, but you don't remember it. The endless fighting has left you with a hole in your skull that causes helmets to never fit right.
To deal with the atrocities of wartime, you cope by meticulously and eerily cleaning weapons.
This war has rattled you to the core. Start with 1 (d2) SHOCK and THE SHAKES. Always have last initiative.