[b]Name[/b]: Colt "The Devil Spawn" Jackson [b]Age[/b]: 25 [b]Gender[/b]: Male [b]Appearance[/b]: Colt stands at 6'1'' with a muscular frame - a result of years of hard labor, a protein intensive diet and [i]trouble[/i]. His shoulders are pumped like iron cannonballs and his chest is equally formidable. He has dirty blonde hair mostly messy up top but still well-trimmed around the sides and a 5 o'clock shadow is usually noticeable on his face. You would quickly notice his vibrant emerald eyes if it weren't for his stubborn tendency to conceal his face with a faded, pitch-black gunslinger hat, which he tips forward just enough to avoid being recognized while traveling or when resting at one of the many saloons he visits, and a black bandana that he wraps around his mouth. Colt's skin is tanned from consistent exposure to the elements despite wearing heavy gear. He has several scars placed throughout his body, two of which are the most noteworthy, one around his neck that tells of an attempted hanging and a second one gashed across his right eye that he received during a violent encounter. Suggestive of his maverick [i]profession[/i], Colt wears a black, heavy duster coat that is slightly tattered around the edges and a white tailor-made shirt that was customized by the same tailor that made his rugged pants. He walks around in dark brown boots with metal spurs and a thick ammunition belt that holds enough rounds to assault a squadron of at least a couple dozen men. To top of his ensemble, he sports buckskin gloves with metal cuffs that would resemble gauntlets. [url=http://tektek.org/avatar/53894069][img]http://img594.imageshack.us/img594/3126/1pfx.png[/img][/url][url=http://tektek.org/avatar/53892734][img]http://img856.imageshack.us/img856/3083/f88r.png[/img][/url][url=http://tektek.org/avatar/54714728][img]http://img802.imageshack.us/img802/299/ke2m.png[/img][/url] [b]Personality[/b]: Colt's current personality was greatly shaped by a pivotal event that twisted his future into one of much darkness and solitude. In constant travel, Colt spends an inhumane amount of time alone but can carry on a normal conversation when necessary - he isn't socially disable by any means. He's a straightforward, to-the-point kind of person which gets him into trouble left and right. He'll be sure to speak out or act out, in most cases, against something that he doesn't agree with. His actions don't really follow a set path or righteousness, the times that he's done good have resulted as consequences of his objectives. Colt certainly has his vices: he's a heavy drinker and smoker mostly out of habit versus the physical need for it. He's also romanced various women as a form of simply satisfying his need for contact; despite these casual encounters, Colt has never been in love and remains unconvinced that it's possible. His only companion is a ghostly horse, Shadow, [i]gifted[/i] to him by a demon. Colt is as relaxed about life as he is a cold blooded killer - a perfect 10 on both score-sheets. He doesn't panic and isn't afraid. He's resilient against pressure and has an incredible tolerance for pain; he does not complain about wounds but is vulnerable against emotions which is why he's never bothered keeping a woman even though deep, very deep inside he longs for the right person - someone who's strong and willing to go where he's going, figuratively speaking. [b]History[/b]: The future Devil Spawn was raised by his stepmother up until his preteen years. He had a rough childhood, losing his mother during birth and his father subsequently. Colt wasn't even two years old when his father courted another woman. Initially, the woman seemed to care about Colt but was mere deception on her part. Finally, after his father passed away, the woman's true colors emerged. Although, bizarrely enough, not ridding herself of Colt, his stepmother would beat him for the slightest mischievousness to the point that he ran away from the shack where they lived and never looked back. Teenage Colt was quickly caught up with the wrong crowd and joined an emerging gang that quickly gained notoriety throughout the frontier. Things seemed to be going well for Colt, he amassed riches but at the same time created powerful enemies, the kind that wanted him dead. During a routine heist, Colt was betrayed by the gang leader and handed over to his enemies unarmed. Colt was captured and hung at public's eye. He struggled to remain alive and surely would've perished if it had not been for a demon that appeared before him, offering him life plus supernatural attributes in exchange for a favor. Dante was tasked with traversing the Western frontier in search of specific targets to eliminate. He became very well known and soon an entire myth formed around his adventures and incredible feats, he became known as the Devil's Spawn - people claimed to have seen him survive multiple gunshots and others claimed to have seen him on a demon horse racing across the desert in the middle of storms.