Vell, you ready?

This is Gunther Faust. A Nazi-based Doktor that I created a while ago, sadly, he never had a name, so I finally gave him one. Haha.

Name: Gunther HeinRich Faust.
Age: 41.
DOB: January, 8th.
Eye color: Blue-green.
Hair color: Blonde.
Small description: Gunther stands tall at 6'1" and weighs about 190LBS. Despite his weight and his lanky figure, he walks with stride. He has a sunken in face with scars along the right cheek from a early accident, which also ripped out his eye, on occasions, usually during work, he will put in a glass eye that enables him to work freely without fixing the eyepatch. His fingers are rather lanky, making it easier for him to tinker with things or even pull things out from small spaces.
Personality: Gunther is rather serious in most situations, Mostly work. When around other people, he's rather talkative and practical, He's one for cracking jokes about anything that pertains to his line of business, even if no one really gets it. His weird attributes make him easy to talk to, but during experiments and such, his mood changes drastically, cursing, screaming and even attacking some of his comrades if something does not go his way. No one knows for sure if he's schizophrenic, but something is seriously wrong with him.
Bio: Born in England to Native-German parents, he grew up a proper boy, Sent off to private boarding schools and then working as a waiter at a near by pub once graduated, He was overall wealthy until his parents kicked him out of his million dollar house because of reports of Animal abuse from the neighbors living next door. Enraged with this, he set up a time and date to ambush the family that resided beside his original home. With the plan in action, he grabbed a scalpel and proceeded forward. He killed their youngest daughter and as he made his way up the stairs to the oldest daughters room, the father repeatedly stabbed him in the eye with a small Forghetti fork. Still enraged, he finished his business, killing the father and the rest of the family with only one eye. On his way out, he became dizzy and fell down the flight of stairs that lead to the front of the house, causing him to gash his cheek and get a small concussion. For days, bodies reeked the house, Gunther never to be found. Found in a French hospital a month later, he was captured but resisted arrest, and fleeing. With a bounty on his head, he stumbled across the Nazi-party, making his new home as a Doktor of horrible and crude experiments..