Ok, so... Here's my character and the rules.
Rules: 1.) I don;t ask that you post everyday, but please if you find that you can't keep up, let me know, ok? I totally understand when life takes you by the hair and slings you round the room, lol. I've been a tad busy myself in the past so believe me I understand. But please just let me know so I know whats going on. 2.) NO GOD MODDING- mutants will have limits on their abilities and there needs to be some agreement between writers^^. 3.) Have fun^^ 4.) OH! And if possible, how did your character know Alyson? Was he/she one of the escapees? Or someone she ran into in the course of her investigations?
Ok, here's the basics on Russell.
Name: Russel Stormcrowe Age: 35 Race: Human- experiment Hair: Brown Eyes: Gray Height: 6'2" Build: Thin with lean muscle. Clothing: Russell typically wears comfortable cargo-style pants or blue jeans, t-shirts and sneakers- always sneakers, as they're better for running, which he seems to spend his life doing. Nothing special, just a bit of a James Dean-ish look to him. When it gets cold, he has a wool jacket that he wears, gray in color- a leftover military-issue piece that he stole. Across his middle her wears two or three belts, all hung with a variety of sheaths for knives and the like and his holster. Typically has a bag of some sort on him, a variation/cross of a duffel bag and a backpack- like an elongated backpack.
Weapons: As mentioned above, Russell carries a variety of weapons on his person, including a butterfly knife, a hunting knife, and a Taurus Judge revolver. Laugh at it all you want but he carries ammo rings for it, so there's no fumbling with reloading, and it comes in dern handy. For those of you who are unfamiliar with it, a Taurus 3 inch cylinder Judge revolver utilizes .45 caliber ammo AND can also fire 410 shotgun shells, both of which Russell carries in a couple of the pouches on his belts. In addition to these, he also carries Alyson's 9mm Beretta, though he rarely if ever uses it.
Personality: Russell is kind at heart, if not a bit cynical and sarcastic. Life has taught him that, with his luck- or severe lack of it, rather- if it can go wrong, it will, and as such, it helps to be prepared in hat event. And so, while he maintains some hope of improving his situation, he's also not holding his breath for it to happen. That being said, he's an excellent survivalist, but is comfortable in just about any environment- even the condemned building he currently calls "home".
Background: Admittedly, I'm going to be a bit guarded about this, as I am Russell's abilities. He has little or no memory of his life before a few months prior to the start of this story. He doesn't even remember his last name. "Stormcrowe" he came up with as a result of his damnable bad luck. Unfortunately, Russell was "selected" shall we say for a program by Nova Corp... You'll see his abilities presently. I may mention them a little later... Maybe ;P Spoilers... lol. He was one of those rescued, aided and abetted by Alyson, but he determined to stay by her side after the parting of the ways. It was no romantic love that drove him thus though. No, this was a platonic friendship. As he's said, "Of the life that I remember, she's my best friend." And so for a time he traveled with her, aiding her in her investigations as the brute muscle and force- a bodyguard of sorts. Only until recently... For reasons unknown to anyone else, she left him behind for a while and during that time disappeared. As of the start of this, he's looking for her, left with only her gun- found at her apartment- and a small palm pilot style apparatus. He can't get it to work properly, but may know of someone who can break the encryption with which she encoded it.
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