What
makes you think there is one?
Who
are you?
Colonel
Wilhelm VanLipsig, Galactic Marines, retired
Where
do you live?
On
my ship, the Loup Garou.
Are
you the hero of your own story?
I'm
the hero of every story.
What
is your problem in the story?
Some
pscyho son-of-a-bitch wants me dead and then he wants to take over
the universe. The usual.
Do
you have a problem the wasn’t mentioned in the story?
Yeah,
I'm 86 years old, look like I'm 26 and I've been changed so much by
the Marine doctors, I don't think I'm even quite human anymore.
Do
you embrace conflict?
I
embrace and make love to conflict. Or I face it, look it in the eye
and roar until it backs the hell down.
How
do you see yourself?
I
am death, pure and simple. If you see me coming, then you've got
about 10 seconds to say your prayers.
How
do your friends see you?
I
don't really have any friends.
How
do your enemies see you?
My
enemies don't see me. I kill them before they know I'm there.
How
does the author see you? Do you think she portrayed you accurately?
The
author thinks I'm dead sexy, smoking hot, jacked and dangerously
seductive. She's not wrong.
Do
you have a goal?
Get
the other bastards before they get me.
What
are your achievements?
I'm
not really allowed to talk about that. It's classified.
Do
you talk about your achievements?
Never.
First thing you learn in the Corps—loose lips get you killed. The
only people who know what I've done are the others who were there
with me, most of them are dead.
Do
you have any special strengths?
My
battle plans have made the textbooks. One general said, "VanLipsig's
battle plans are a Symphony of Destruction with each movement bathed
in the blood of the enemy."
Do
you have any special weaknesses?
I
can't carry a tune.
Do
you have any skills?
That's
classified.
What
do you want to be?
I
am what I am, what more is there?
What
do you believe?
I
believe in honor and I adhere to it.
What
do you regret?
I
regret the fact that I wasn't there for all the people who needed me.
What,
if anything, haunts you?
The
faces of everyone I've ever had to kill.
Are
you lucky?
For
now. Eventually that luck will play out.
Has
anyone ever betrayed you?
Yeah.
And I killed her for it.
Have
you ever betrayed anyone?
Never.
That would be dishonorable.
I
don't make promises.
Are
you honorable?
It's
the core of who I am.
Do
you have any distinguishing marks?
My
left eye is a cyber eye and I have a deep scar on my left cheek. I
also wear an eyepatch.
What
was your childhood like?
My
father was a sadistic bastard who beat me for every possible
infringement of his authority. Eventually, I opposed him in
everything, because I refused to believe he could ever be right.
Did
anything newsworthy happen on the day you were born?
According
to my old man, hell opened its doors and spit me forth. When I was
young, that hurt me. Now, I suspect it was true.
Did
you get along with your parents?
I
cared about my mother, she was a great lady. I hope I see my old man
in hell. I have every belief that neither of us will make it to
heaven.
What
is the most important thing that ever happened to you?
That's
a tough one. Probably the most important thing was when the Marine
doctors did their enhancements. It certainly changed my entire life forever.
Was
there ever a defining moment of your life?
Meeting
Matilda. She has made me become the man I wanted to be and couldn't
seem to find on my own.
What
is your most closely guarded secret?
If
I told you, it wouldn't be a secret now, would it? Telling secrets
gets you killed.
Do
you have any hobbies?
Does
sex count?
What
is your favorite color?
I
don't have one. It never seemed very important.
I'll
eat anything but Mango Macaroni Surprise. The surprise is that it's
completely inedible.
What
is your favorite beverage?
Morwellian
Brandy because it's the only thing that can give me a buzz.
What
is your favorite music?
"The
1812 Overture" because it reminds me of a simpler time.
What
is your favorite item of clothing?
I
don't really care what I wear as long as it doesn't bind in the
crotch or itch. But I always have my gunbelt, even if I'm naked.
Name
five items in your purse, briefcase, or pockets.
Pocket
humidor full of cheroots, lighter and my gun. I don't carry anything
else. Too much stuff slows you down and can identify you when you're
dead.
If
you were stranded on a desert island, would you rather be stranded
with, a man or a woman?
What
the hell good would another man on an island be? A woman, preferably
a brunette with lots of stamina and a killer figure. It would be nice
if she was intelligent too, but that's not a requirement.
How
do you envision your future?
I
try not to. Life is the here and now.
©
2017 Dellani Oakes
Get to Know the Lone Wolf
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