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Name: Thumblesteen

Age: Appears to be mid thirties, could potentially be older.

Gender: Male

Appearance(Picture is optional but you'll still have to describe things like their height, attire, and any 
noticeable physical features like scars.): Standing at 1.97 meters, and weighing 120kg, we have ourselves Thumblesteen. Thumblesteen has green eyes, accompanied with grayish hair that is slicked back, a handlebar mustache, and a stubble. As far as clothing goes, he goes quite fancy. On his right hand, he wears a black fingerless glove, accompanied by a violet suit with a white shirt, looking a bit like [url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/fallout/images/7/79/Deans_Tuxedo.png/revision/latest?cb=20150428160355] the tuxedo Dean wears. [/url] Beyond that, he does have tattoos that he keeps hidden under his suit. 

Personality: As stated before, the guy is a charismatic cynical, charismatic enough that he was able to raise, and lead a revolution against what was left of the government in the US. The man himself is off to say the least, occasionally showing signs of mental instability, especially when it comes to capitalism, the very thing he had sought to end so anarcho-communism may take its place.

Bio: If I told you now, that would be cheating.

Equipment(You'll be changing this quite a lot.): As far as weapons go, Thumblesteen only needs two. His luger which he uses with explosive rounds, and brass knuckles.

Other things you want to add: Quote time, kiddos! 
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"You don't see blood as a resource, or a price, you see it as a by product. A by product of a mode of production that churns out meaningless trinkets for wastrels and debauchees, out of the blood of those who cannot fight back in your regime. You use eugenics in your economics to maintain dynasties, who grow into a fragile aristocracy. You make men who never work a day in their lives, and spend their time living off of the labour of men his father enslaved before him. You make men who delegate all opportunities to learn, to become productive, to people you then dismiss as fools. But, nobody ever became intelligent through privilege.
What will form your ruling class is laziness and gluttony. Inbreeding and insanity. Fat, useless parasitic scum with a double digit IQ, who spend their days drinking wine and looking at a horizon of smokestacks and poverty. Where the air is filled with the screams of the oppressed, and the sky is blackened by the fumes of his perverse industrious urge to create what isn't needed. Capitalism is simply the philosophy of cancer; Growth for the sake of growth. No intelligence, no meaning, no logic, just meaningless numbers, trapped in the abstract, inflating with every man who dies under it's oppressive burden. Just because you turn nature itself into your chosen weapon of force, doesn't mean you're not using force.
And me? I'm simply honest. Bullet in the head is the same as an empty stomach. Either way, it belongs to a dead man."
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