Sinds er niet echt restricties zijn, en we niet de alledaagse mens moeten spelen gaat het iets worden met een 'criminal background', 'military background' of iets in de 'Law Enforcement'. Ik ga niet proberen een personage te spelen met te veel sociale doodaa's omdat ik er zelf veel te asociaal voor ben
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The (Escaped) Convict. He grew up in the slums of LA, which made him though as nails. He had to fight to get the scraps from the other smaler/weaker kids. As a teen he joined a gang for protection. Life on the streets was safer when you were in numbers. His specialties where burglary and just plain street brawling. It wasn't soon after that, that he got arrested for possession, assault and involantary manslaughter. Life on the street seemed as a picnic compared to an American supermax. He learned quickly how to be even tougher and made sure everyone knew they couldn't mess with him. When the opportunity came to escape he took it. He will do whatever he can to keep his freedom.
"The trick is not getting caught."
"Just walk away Marshal, walk away before you make me do things I'll regret later."
"I'll die before i go back there!"
"Out here I'm the king, in there I'm just another animal in cage."
The US Marshal He grew up in a small town somewhere in Texas, redneck territory. His father went to prison for murder and his whore of a mother OD'ed on coke when he was 17. To keep it short he had a tough time growing up. But that didn't keep him down for long. He had taken care of himself since he was 10. As soon as he was able he left his hometown and joined the Marshal service. All he wanted was to forget his past. 10 years later his life got turned upside down. He had murdered an escaped convict in cold blood and then buried his body in his backyard. A raping, murdering son of a bitch, but still... And that wasn't all of it. The feeling it gave him was wrong. It felt good. He started using morphine to block the feeling.
"Come out with your hand on your head!"
"If you run I'll put a bullet in the back of your head!"
"Who? No I never caught up with him. He just vanished."
"Doc. I need another prescription. Yeah yeah here's your money you greedy bastard."
Blackwater Operative Army brat born and raised. Alsways on the move, never stayed in one place longer then a year. Joined the army at age 17. Started his training for the specialforces at age 22. Got a dishonorable discharge at age 27 due to some classified shit he did in Afghanistan. Was recruited by Blackwater a year later.
"Haha! Did you see that shit!? His head just imploded when I shot him with my AS50!"
"1...2...3...4...5... haha those stupid bastards keep running infront of me!"
"I'm sorry sir, I'm not at liberty to tell you what happened that day in Afghanistan."
"Euh, no... Did I say that? Well oh euh, I was never in Afghanistan..."
The Native American He grew up in the Laguna indian reservation in New Mexico. His family and the rest of the community were poor. The little resources they got from the government weren't enough to sustain the whole community. Children were taught the ways of old. They learned how to hunt prey, read the land, ride and fight. Some of them got introduced to shamanism, if they had the tallent for it. His life was hard. But life was peacefull. Untill one day some nitwits from the neighboring town started to make trouble in the reservation. They demanded payment and threatened to hurt the locals. When things got out of hand a young Native American girl got raped and died of her injuries a day later. It was his sister. Vengeance was sweet that night. The only problem was he could never return to the reservation.
"I'm called Night Wolf , how do your people call you?"
"My people have endured the grasp of white-man long enough. Don't you think it's time for a change?"
"I sence a parilous predator is near... how strange... in a city like this... Impossible!"
"I will not abide cruelty! Animal nor human!"
Onderwerp: Character concept 
di mei 17, 2011 4:52 pm
