Gender: Male
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Race: Caucasian
Birthplace: Vault 54
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Bio: The Director is somewhat akin to the bogeyman around West-Tek's field agents and laboratory workers alike. All that is known, is that he is the actual owner of the corporation and posses vast (if not unlimited) resources to accomplish tasks in the name of the corporation. These jobs range from assassinations, forming liaisons with other corporations, or personally overseeing advanced technology that is even over Summer's clearance level. He's a monster who uses his CEO as a thin veneer of the corporation with one hand; while strangling the wasteland out of precious resources with another.His true motives are yet to be revealed.
Favorite Color: Hasn't specified although prefers to remain in the shadows
Favorite Food: Has no preference
Personality: To the director; everything is business and killing is as impersonal as a handshake.
Theme; Silence is Golden. Information is a valuable and precious commodity.
Equipment/Weapons: His genius intellect rivals that of Scott in the areas of military tactics, business management, and sabotage.
Relationships to other characters: Is currently reading all the dossiers of civilians within West-Tek custody and is privy to almost all information throughout the wasteland.
Currently, overseeing.
Iron Patriot- The Iron Patriot was an ex-Enclave project designed to symbolize the strength of an forgotten era of American Power. It is essentially a collection of bleeding edge (Far past cutting edge technology) bought, stolen, or taken by subterfuge from various corporations throughout the wastelands. The wearer now utilizes (aside from serum power abilities) a version of Enclave's Tesla Armor (with a different color scheme). The armor grants superhuman strength, enhanced durability (via a pliable crystalline material with a molecular structure that can collegiate into super-hard planes upon the application of an electrical field), a flight system, magnetic impact blasts, heat seeking missiles, miniaturized lasers, and a communications system housed in his helmet which allows interface with any U.S. controlled satellite or computer network. The suit is more designed for large scale carnage then the American Son suit although it is rather bulky in some occasions.