Commander Malcolm Walters
Name Malcolm Walters
Position Executive Officer
Rank Commander
Character Information
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Human / Bajoran | |
| Age | 46 | |
| Birthdate | January 22nd, 2347 |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 6'2 | |
| Weight | 215lbs | |
| Hair Color | Medium Brown with some grey. | |
| Eye Color | Blue | |
| Physical Description | Jack is of average build, though he tries to maintain a level of fitness that most don't see under the uniform. His brown hair is cropped short and has a few slight speckles of grey in it. His face still bears a scar from the accident, across one of his eyes. His eyes sometimes do not betray what he is thinking, as his facial expression is more often then not any expression of his mood. |
Family
| Spouse | None | |
| Children | None | |
| Father | James Walters - Civilian (Estranged) | |
| Mother | Heather Walters - Civilian | |
| Brother(s) | Roger Walters - Civilian Jake Walters - Civilian |
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| Sister(s) | Erica Walters - Civilian | |
| Other Family | There are several others. |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | Jack has undergone a change in his personality. Before the accident, he was extremely confident and outgoing. Since then, he has often times doubted himself, but only on the inside. Off-duty he seems withdrawn, and it can take an attempt by someone else to "pull him" out of his shell. He's still trying to find a balance of who he was with who he has become. |
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| Strengths & Weaknesses | Jack's greatest strength his is tenacity. He's learned that some things have to be endured in order to move along to better things. As such, he will often focus on his work to the point of disregarding his own status. Jack's main weakness is his self-doubt. He will often run through things in his own mind to make sure he is making the right decision or choice. This is a complete 180 from his old, "take no prisoners" attitude. |
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| Ambitions | Jack doesn't have a direct ambition that he is looking for. At some point, he feels part of his life will fall into place. When and where those are the questions he has no answer for. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | Jack enjoys physical activity in the form of exercise. Other than spending time in his quarters, he is known to spend time in the holodecks. |
| Personal History | From the first day he saw a shuttle fly across the sky of his farm, Malcolm Walters knew he always wanted to be a pilot. This however did not sit well with his father, James Walters, who thought that his sons dreams were flying to high than the expectations of a farmer. As such, Walters took every opportunity he had to learn how any vehicle he saw worked, and if possible, tried to master the controls. By the time he reached age twenty, Walters had decided to submit an application to Starfleet Academy and was overjoyed when he was accepted into the following years class. When the time came for him to leave, he told his mother and father at breakfast the morning he was going to leave. His father said nothing and has had nothing to do with Walters since then. His mother wished him well and told him that someday his father would understand. Upon entry into the Academy, Walters found that his performance was usually average, until the night he snuck into a flight simulator and took it for a joy ride. The next morning he was pulled out of class, much to his classmates surprise. Upon being brought in to the Commandant's office, he admitted that he had run the simulator but left after he was done. The instructor for the flight classes was present and advised him that aside from crashing at the end, he had performed at a high level of skill for someone with no natural experience. Upon promising to raise his grades, he was given a six month probation period to "clean up" his act in order to enter the flight program. After graduating in the top third of his class, Walters was funneled off to a local transport station and proceeded to fly personnel and cargo transports through out the solar system. Within two years he was transferred to a Mars base and became their primary pilot for command and dignitaries. This continued on for another three years to the point that Walters began to doubt himself. He had never been assigned to a starship as other had, and technically though promoted, he never seemed to go beyond the most basic of ships to fly. That all change the day that his shuttle was hit by a trainee of a fighter squadron. Walters was transporting a Vulcan dignitary to the command and control center on the planets fourth sector. Crossing over a large expanse of mountains, the shuttle was suddenly struck midship and across the port nacelle. The shuttle began to plummet, but Walters managed to bring the craft down with great effort and a bit of substantial damage after it crashed onto the Martian landscape. Thirty minutes later the rescue party dispatched found both of them sitting some distance from the wreckage. The Vulcan was in the middle of meditation, while Walters was already busy entering in his written report on his padd. After a tribunal hearing Walters was cleared of all charges. His flight path, though a deviation, was not uncalled for. The trainee and his instructor had left their own sector and the trainee was in fact operating the fighter beyond their capability. Walters waited for further orders, expecting to be transferred somewhere else within the system, that had even less of a chance for a real flying job. Three days after the hearing finished, a knock came on Jack’s door. It was the Commanding officer of the Fighter Squadron. He offered his apology to Walters for the mishap, and then offered him a position as a trainee in the squadron. The 301st Pumas was the elite fighter squadron for Mars defense. The squadron had been fully formed after the first Borg at Wolf 359. Over the years, they had become the training ground for many pilots who went off and formed the backbone of newly forming squadrons. Walters accepted the chance to work with such and elite group, even though it meant a few years of training on the actual craft, the systems in it and the repair procedures. Everyone in the 301 started out as ground crew and maintenance. Over the course of three years Walters moved up to trainee status, and eventually became and instructor himself. Walters found he had talent to fly a fighter, and an unseen ability to stay rational during any crisis. His reflexes also exhibited a higher than normal ability to allow him to deal with anything that occurred faster than any of the other pilots. As such, he became the senior trainer within a matter of two years. His specially was space navigation, and his course was often one of the final ones that had to be passed in order for a trainee to achieve their wings. Taking one of his trainees on a final pre-flight test would be Walters's last involvement with the 301st. The trainee went off course and began to show off in the asteroid belt. Walters followed him in and ordered him out. Closing in too fast after the trainee braked, Walters was forced to make a sharp turn, and avoided one asteroid only to have another smaller one smack straight into his fighter. It plunged down towards the closest asteroid and Walters's life was only spared by the emergency transport that dropped him 100 meters away from the fireball that was once his fighter. The initial impact however had broken numerous bones in his body. Over the course of a year Walters spent his life living in a hospital ward. There were numerous surgeries to reset bones, assist in graphs and replace some of his skeleton with artificial limbs. It took another six months of intensive physical therapy before he was released from the hospital. Given the choice, he decided to stay in the service, but asked for a re-assignment. His previous academy grades and an evaluation of his skill levels placed him on the Operations Department. For two years he was Chief of Operations on Starbase 828, before transferring over to the Solemn Penance. Starting out again as Chief of Operations, he found himself in the position of Executive officer, unexpected though it was, it was a challenge he was looking forward to. |
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| Service Record | Starfleet Academy - Earth, SOL 2367 to 2371 - Conn Student Cadet One / Four Starfleet Base / Utopia Planeita - Mars, SOL 2371 to 2374 - Conn Officer Ensign / Lieutenant JG 301st Pumas - Mars, SOL 2371 to 2390 - Starfighter Pilot / Wing Commander Commander Starfleet Medical - Earth, SOL 2390 - 2391 - Paitent Commander Starbase 828 - Ournal III Class 2391 to 2393 - Chief Operations Officer Commander USS Solemn Penance - Champion Class 2393 to Present - Executive Officer Commander |