@The Chameleon Would it be good to open this back up and get a few more people? It seems that we haven't really met the 7/8 mark unless I'm counting wrong! >.<
Im thinking I'll open it back up tomorrow sometime. I had planned to keep it closed myself and was given some advice to keep it small but i think I'll open it back up and get one or two more people locked in, plus I invited someone and hopefully she decides to partake.
Character Name: Raul Garcia (oddly demands it be pronounced "Gar-cha")
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Height: 6 feet even.
Weight: 259 pounds
Race/Ethnicity: White-Hispanic
Voice:
Appearance:
Personality: He is a cheerful, fun loving illegal-immigrant. He specifically tries to fulfil many of the stereotypes associated with Mexicans, however he tries to be as American as he can at the same time. He is close to getting a green-card from his nephew, so he is doing his best not to do anything wrong to make sure he gets in easily.
Job/Career: Janitor
Biography: Born into Mexico City he is of an old family of businessmen going back to the independence of Texas. Some of his family over the many years remained in Mexico, some went to America. Recently with the changes in America's presidency his family saw it as now or never and thus joined those in America. Now they are trying to get their green-card.
Current Residence: Crashes wherever he can in the Bronx, sometimes with family in Hoboken.
Strengths: Good physical strength Expert liar Knows nearly the whole city by heart (Odd job man, and spent time as a taxi-driver) Good at futbol Great with his hands (odd job man)
Weaknesses: Not endurant, nor fast (chubby).
RP Sample: check me plz
Shane. His plot of being overly jealous of rick and shit was so unoriginal. The governor was pretty fucking dope though.
He wears a red, oil covered t-shirt under a brown Carhart jacket with olive drab 5.11 cargo pants underneath. Concealed carried is a Glock 19 Gen4 with 2 extra mags (its a 9mm pistol that holds 15 rounds per magazine giving him 45 rounds), he carried this with him at all times despite the restrictive gun laws in New York state. He also wore a tungsten carbide wedding band.
Personality: Jaxon has a bad attitude about most things. He never gives anyone the benefit of the doubt takes a long time to begin to trust and loses trust after the first lie, even a simple white lie. He has no friends or comrades and doesn't want any. He'll often call someone out if they do something stupid as harshly as possible.
Job/Career: Gunsmith/Gun shop owner
Biography: Jaxon grew up in south-east Michigan, he was a well behaved child and teenager despite the crime pouring his way from the Detroit area. His father was a grocery store owner and avid hunter and began teaching him about firearms from a young age. He loved to hunt, being out in the wilderness looking for the beautiful antlers of a White-tail deer (common in the midwest US). After graduating high school he became apprentice to a local gunsmith and began learning the trade.
At this time he met the love of his life Hannah. Hannah grew up on a dairy and apple farm, she was charming and charismatic. Jaxon loved her with everything he had. They smiled and laughed together, the happy days of his life. At the age of 24 they married, a year later Jaxon finished his apprenticeship and Hannah was pregnant.
Jaxon thought it was a good time to start fresh. He found an empty shop space in Queens New York and a small apartment a short train ride away. With this he moved himself and his wife to New York where he opened a gun shop and advertised gun-smithing. After a few months his first son was born and named Garrett. They lived happily as his business boomed with success.
With his expert skill in gun-smithing taking wind he began getting visits from representatives of local mob bosses, trying to recruit him as their own personal gunsmith. Jaxon refused every offer given, no matter the cost. After 3 years of attempts and denials his life changed. Hannah came by the shop to drop off his lunch and bring the now 3 year old Garrett over to visit 'Daddy'. That afternoon Jaxon went home as he regularly did to find that his wife and child were not there. He assumed they may still be out on the town and decided not to panic. He cooked himself dinner and watched TV with a beer in hand. At some point he fell asleep as the sound of his alarm in the bedroom rang.
Jaxon's eyes opened in a flash. Hannah had not been home all night. He grabbed his jacket and went out in search of her. A city of many and he had to find one. Panic filled him, he checked the park, all the local hotels and motels and called both his and her parents. She was not seen anywhere. "Maybe she stayed at the shop?" He thought to himself. He rushed to the shop where the doors were still locked from the night before. He unlocked the door, entered, and locked the door again behind him. "Think. THINK!" He yelled to himself.
At this point the worst came to him mind, he began strapping himself in as many guns as he could conceal and walked out the back door leading to the trash bin. The door only opened partial way and stopped against an object. He let the door close behind him and saw the bodys of Hannah and Garrett. Garrett had a round wound square in the middle of his forehead. Hannah's clothes were ripped off and there were bruises on her hips, breasts and neck. She too had a round bullet hole in the middle of her forehead. Jaxon knelt down and held Hannah, putting his jacket over her bare body. The tears were blinding, and memories of that week have long disappeared.
Jaxon moved his shop to Manhattan and began living in an apartment right above it, keeping to himself and spending each day in his shop and at the range.
Current Residence: Northern Manhattan
Strengths: Excellent shooter with all weapon types and skilled handyman. Strong.
Weaknesses: Almost emotionless and unfriendly to anyone who isn't a customer in his shop. Doesn't trust anyone with anything. Bad temper.
He wears a red, oil covered t-shirt under a brown Carhart jacket with olive drab 5.11 cargo pants underneath. Concealed carried is a Glock 19 Gen4 with 2 extra mags (its a 9mm pistol that holds 15 rounds per magazine giving him 45 rounds), he carried this with him at all times despite the restrictive gun laws in New York state. He also wore a tungsten carbide wedding band.
Personality: Jaxon has a bad attitude about most things. He never gives anyone the benefit of the doubt takes a long time to begin to trust and loses trust after the first lie, even a simple white lie. He has no friends or comrades and doesn't want any. He'll often call someone out if they do something stupid as harshly as possible.
Job/Career: Gunsmith/Gun shop owner
Biography: Jaxon grew up in south-east Michigan, he was a well behaved child and teenager despite the crime pouring his way from the Detroit area. His father was a grocery store owner and avid hunter and began teaching him about firearms from a young age. He loved to hunt, being out in the wilderness looking for the beautiful antlers of a White-tail deer (common in the midwest US). After graduating high school he became apprentice to a local gunsmith and began learning the trade.
At this time he met the love of his life Hannah. Hannah grew up on a dairy and apple farm, she was charming and charismatic. Jaxon loved her with everything he had. They smiled and laughed together, the happy days of his life. At the age of 24 they married, a year later Jaxon finished his apprenticeship and Hannah was pregnant.
Jaxon thought it was a good time to start fresh. He found an empty shop space in Queens New York and a small apartment a short train ride away. With this he moved himself and his wife to New York where he opened a gun shop and advertised gun-smithing. After a few months his first son was born and named Garrett. They lived happily as his business boomed with success.
With his expert skill in gun-smithing taking wind he began getting visits from representatives of local mob bosses, trying to recruit him as their own personal gunsmith. Jaxon refused every offer given, no matter the cost. After 3 years of attempts and denials his life changed. Hannah came by the shop to drop off his lunch and bring the now 3 year old Garrett over to visit 'Daddy'. That afternoon Jaxon went home as he regularly did to find that his wife and child were not there. He assumed they may still be out on the town and decided not to panic. He cooked himself dinner and watched TV with a beer in hand. At some point he fell asleep as the sound of his alarm in the bedroom rang.
Jaxon's eyes opened in a flash. Hannah had not been home all night. He grabbed his jacket and went out in search of her. A city of many and he had to find one. Panic filled him, he checked the park, all the local hotels and motels and called both his and her parents. She was not seen anywhere. "Maybe she stayed at the shop?" He thought to himself. He rushed to the shop where the doors were still locked from the night before. He unlocked the door, entered, and locked the door again behind him. "Think. THINK!" He yelled to himself.
At this point the worst came to him mind, he began strapping himself in as many guns as he could conceal and walked out the back door leading to the trash bin. The door only opened partial way and stopped against an object. He let the door close behind him and saw the bodys of Hannah and Garrett. Garrett had a round wound square in the middle of his forehead. Hannah's clothes were ripped off and there were bruises on her hips, breasts and neck. She too had a round bullet hole in the middle of her forehead. Jaxon knelt down and held Hannah, putting his jacket over her bare body. The tears were blinding, and memories of that week have long disappeared.
Jaxon moved his shop to Manhattan and began living in an apartment right above it, keeping to himself and spending each day in his shop and at the range.
Current Residence: Northern Manhattan
Strengths: Excellent shooter with all weapon types and skilled handyman. Strong.
Weaknesses: Almost emotionless and unfriendly to anyone who isn't a customer in his shop. Doesn't trust anyone with anything. Bad temper.
I'll do that, right after I do her strengths/weaknesses and personality
Oh my Gof I missed that you hadn't finished those xD Sorry I had just woke up from a nap when I logged on here and saw those. Regardless though your still clear.
Oh my Gof I missed that you hadn't finished those xD Sorry I had just woke up from a nap when I logged on here and saw those. Regardless though your still clear.
Just curious!
