[img]https://www.mentalhelp.net/content/uploads/2015/08/xmentalhelp_istock-67086777_man-concerned.jpg.pagespeed.ic.qZBu6OVxHO.webp[/img] -Basics- Name: Oliver Age: 24 Gender: Male -Survival- Faction: The Mile High Club Gear/weapons: An old fashion shaving razor, drug bundle (syringes, metal spoon, lighter, rubbing alcohol, gauze), homegrown weed, smoking pipe Skills: Medicine (major), Selling (alt), Sneaking (alt), Hiding (alt), Crafting (alt) Powers: Enhanced Senses (smell & sight) -Appearance- Written Appearance: He's a slim man of average height with a fair skin tone (pale, if we're being honest) and hands that are smooth with long bony fingers. His hair is always cut down to stubble, but one can tell it would normally be black. He has pale green eyes with dark circles and a scar that runs down the left side of his lips. -Other- Personality: Some call it cynicism, others sarcasm... Deep down it's apathy that comes off as a dark sense of humor. The high is the only thing that feels real to him anymore. When he's sober, he's an ass. When he's on something, it can range from energetic to complacent, depending on the flavor of the day. History: Oliver grew up in the Mile High Club. His mother wasn't much different from the low rung, whoring herself out for what chem she could get. She has no idea who his father is. Growing up was no parade. He spent his days scavenging for food on the streets and his nights tending to his stoned out mother. When he was sixteen, he caught the eye of a doctor that frequented his mothers's bed. By then, Oliver was strong and sharp, having not partaken in any drugs by this point. Seeing the rise and fall of his mother's sobriety left him fearful of trying anything. Dr. Hicks was old enough to be Oliver's father. He was tall with blonde hair, blue eyes and a trimmed beard. Dr. Hicks chose to take Oliver away to a better part of the settlement. He was high up on the food chain of drug suppliers and you can't get more luxurious than that in the Mile High. Of course, Dr. Hicks wasn't necessarily feeling charitable when he made the offer. People would pay high for play time with the young man and Dr. Hicks intended on taking some of that time himself. Seduced by a better life, Olive accepted his place as a kind of consort for the doctor. It was here that he was truly exposed to the ways of the world. Eventually, he gave into the temptation of intoxication and, to date, has probably experienced every drug available. He also learned that he had a knack for concocting and identifying drugs through smell and sight. He became a sort of blood hound for bad trades and quality checks. As time went on, he learned medicine with Dr. Hicks applying his supernatural senses to diagnosis and treatment. Just by smelling a persons blood, he could determine what they were on. His eyesight helped with surgeries and autopsies. As his career ascended, his soul descended. Practicing medicine with the good doctor was an evil thing. He experimented with new drugs on live subjects and then testing their limits for physical sensation, sometimes in very gruesome ways. At first, Oliver couldn't stomach it and often had nightmares (he still does sometimes). However, getting stoned will make that all go away. Eventually, he left Dr. Hicks, turning to drug running and dealing. Quality control was his specialty and building rapport with his clientele was essential. The Diesel trade good when you're good to them and they know the best comes from Oliver. Granted, he's had to be harsh with a few bad eggs... They returned to the faction insane or physically twisted. He isn't as pretty as he use to be. The drugs stole his youth and left him thinner than he should be, but he still has a charismatic air about him.