[b][u]James 'Jimmy' Hardwick[/u][/b]

[b]Private Investigator[/b]

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[i]'Awful lot of strange things goin' on down Massachusetts way. I'm gonna get to the bottom of it.[/i]

Age:
32

Gender:
Male

Power Descriptions:
No superpowers, but has an incredibly keen eye for detail. He carries a small snub-nosed revolver and a few extra rounds for self defence.

Personality:
Once a young and eager cop on the streets of Chicago, Hardwick willingly left the force after a raid on an supoosed distillery turned ugly. The experience made him more cautious and jaded, and he took up an interest in the occult which led down many dark paths to forbidden knowledge no mortal should ever possess. While silver-tongued and quick to gain people's trust at a superficial level, Hardwick in fact struggles with neurosis and paranoia coupled with an often serious drinking problem.

Biography:
James grew up as most kids did in urban hubs across America - poor, dirty, and overcrowded in the streets and slums of Chicago. His mother was a Polish immigrant and his father worked the railways tirelessly to keep his family supported.

James was barely fourteen when his Dad left to fight in the Great War. Tragically, his tour - and his life - were cut brutally short during the Ypres campaign.

As the war drew to a close, James took on a slew of odd jobs to support his increasingly distant and grief stricken mother, who had taken to alcohol to dull the pain of losing the love of her life. It became harder and harder for her to hold down a job. Eventually she too was taken by her vices, two months before the Eighteenth Amendment came into force.

The pain of watching his mother waste away affected James greatly, and he became involved in a number of temperance movements. In 1924 and spurred by a desire to help tear down the growing bootlegging syndicates around the city, he joined the Chicago Police Department and worked as a detective for a few years.

This, however, was not to last. After an anonymous tip-off about a potential underground distillery, James led a small contingent of police on a raid on a run-down old building in one of Chicago's rougher boroughs. As James made his way into the basement, what he discovered instead filled him with eldritch dread - strange markings on the walls, blood-red candles arranged in incomprehensible patterns, signs of human sacrifice and, most horrific of all, a bloodied tome bound in a mish-mash of cured human skin.

Forever scarred by the events of that night, James immediately quit the force and sought solace in the very thing he had fought so hard against: drink. He wandered aimlessly across the States for a few years, trying to make sense of what he saw that night.

It was after a chance meeting with a man from the Miskatonic University in Arkham, Massachusetts that James finally began to understand the nightmares that had plagued him for so long. He settled down in Arkham and, with the help of the Miskatonic University, became a Private Investigator and researcher into the occult and forbidden knowledge, with the hope that he could help both himself and others understand the dark secrets that lurk beneath the thin veneer of society.

Likes:
Drinking, uncovering mysteries, drinking, reading, drinking, smoking, researching forbidden knowledge... Did I say drinking? He really likes drinking.

Dislikes:
Prohibition, thinking too much, being sober for extended periods of time, cultists

Fears:
Situations or cosmic circumstances beyond his control, idle & sober thoughts

Weaknesses:
Often pursues leads or cases with a fanatical devotion, regardless of personal safety or concern for others

Theme Song:
Does low pitched chanting in long-dead languages count as a theme song?