Hawkeye: I am probably most like him in attitude, but of course not nearly as badass in action. A compassionate individualist. I will go out of my way to help those that I am quick to judge positively, and even moreso those that I know, respect, and love. I will want to destroy those that threaten the aforementioned in varying degrees to that which I know, respect, and love. (That was pretty damn melodramatic, but sums it up nonetheless)
Uncas: He's tough. Tough as nails. Not too bright/wise. Doesn't know when to quit. It is the naivity of people like Uncas which exemplifies why militaries like to hire on the young. They are young, strong, fit, ignorant, and as a result have no fear of death because they think they will live forever. It's easy to convince people like this to charge the concrete walls and place the Bangalore Torpedos. I am patriotic, but I have to be honest. I am 36 yrs. old, lean, and in pretty good shape. Certainly better shape than most of the fat fucks I see walllowing about. That being said, if I am laying on a sand pille on June 6, 1944 and I have some punk 25 yr. old sgt. telling me to charge, there is a good part of me that wants to put my M1 to the back of his head and tell him to go first. And call him an asshole.
Chingachgook: The ultimate badass. Could kill Chuck Norris with a passing thought. He's black and white in his approach. Right and wrong, no passing thought, just action. I need more of him in me.
Magua: Read: Hitler. Die slow. He died slow enough I guess...thank you Chingachgook.
Maj. Duncan Heward: He proved himself in the ability to kick ass to a certain degree. He had class. He had culture. Some chicks dig this. Not Cora, obviously...once she got a sample of Hawkeye's Cock.
He allowed himself to be burned at the stake for the sake of his beloved woman. Cora. Even though she was getting railed by Hawkeye in the meantime.
Duncan died with so much honor that Hawkeye should probably kill himself if he should ever dishonor Cora.
The End.