Name: Travis Wernbaum
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight

Personality: Travis' sense of emotion is has been severely stunted by a lack of social exposure. He dislikes talking with others and comes across as uncaring and distant.

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Imagine this guy with more scraggly, unkempt facial hair, and a wiry, mussy jewfro. Travis is a person whose only consideration in dress is comfort. He wears baggy hoodies year round, paired with sweatpants or basketball shorts depending upon the season.
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Skills: Travis has a respectable handle on the Japanese language from spending a considerable amount of his freetime watching anime with the original Japanese dialogue. He is quite proficient with computers, and has often repaired his own devices out of necessity. In a fit of frustration, his father once threw one of Travis' laptops down the stairs. To his parent's dismay, Travis had repaired the laptop himself within the week. Unfortunately, most of his skills have no bearing or value in the real world. However, he does have some knowledge of the outdoors and wilderness skills honed from the three years he spent in Boy Scouts before dropping out.

Biography: Travis is the elder of the two children born to Margaret and Chaim Wernbaum. He was a fairly normal child until the age of twelve or so, where he gradually began to withdraw himself from his peers at school and his family. Every available hour he could spend alone, Travis would spend in his room playing video games. Though he had been placed in gifted programs in elementary and junior high (primary school), Travis' academic performance declined as he progressed into high school. His teachers would note that Travis was present in body, but mentally he was somewhere else - in his video games or online. Measures to try and curb his time in front of a "screen" were unsuccessful. By his senior year in high school, it seemed his parents had largely given up on him, and hoped that college would change him for the better.

Travis was sent off to the University of Maryland in College Park. By the midterms of the first semester, Travis had been put on academic probation for poor grades and low attendance. No doubt, he had been online or playing games in his dorm all day. When Winter Break marked the end of the semester, Travis had completely flunked out of college. He returned home to irate parents, but they were unable - or perhaps unwilling - to prevent Travis from sliding back into his old routines.

For the next two years, Travis atrophied at home. His parents told him he would have to get a job if he was to stay at home, and moved him to the basement as a punishment. A poor punishment indeed; Travis loved the cool darkness of the basement and relished its seclusion from his nagging parents. After bringing his computer and laptop down, and moving the microwave and minifridge from his dorm into the corner - Travis felt at home. He would spend hours on end watching anime or getting better weapons and armor for his World of Warcraft character. Separated from his parents by a well-insulated basement, Travis was free to yell at scrub players on League of Legends and watch porn without having to put his headphones on. He was independent of the drama and obligations of the world above him, and with his parents focused now upon his overachiever sister who was now getting ready to put in applications to the country's best colleges, life seemed wonderful for Travis.

About three months ago, his sister left for Amherst College, and his heckling parents descended upon him once more. A few weeks ago, Chaim and Margaret held an "intervention" with Travis. They explained that if he did not get a job or show progress in getting back to school - he would be kicked out of the house. As typical, Travis brushed off what he imagined to be hollow threats. And hollow it seems they were; Travis can't remember the last time his parents pestered him. A few days ago, his parents must have discontinued the internet service. So they were going to try to starve him out of the house, where they? With nearly a terabyte worth of anime, porn, and various other diversions stored on an external hard drive, his parents will have to do a lot better than that.

But would they seriously stop paying the electric bill just to force him out of the house? [i]That[/i] seemed extreme, especially for Travis' passive parents. Something was up.

Motive: Figure out what the hell happened to the power.