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[b]Name[/b]: Miguel Garcia
[b]Nickname(s)[/b]: Six
[b]Gender[/b]: Male
[b]Sexuality[/b]: Heterosexual
[b]Age of Death[/b]: 24
[b]Occupation[/b]: Musician and former gang courier
[b]Species[/b]: Human

[b]Personality[/b]: Miguel is a man thoroughly engrossed with his airy stage persona, as he enjoys making others smile. He is a rather gregarious sort and prefers to keep a patient, breezy, demeanor. He's quick to joke but prone to laying the charm on thick. Underneath this layer of laid back joviality lies a pessimistic taint. Too used to the trappings of his urban upbringing, he makes a habit of expecting the worst, this even extends to how he thinks others would view him if they knew where he came from. This has made him deceptively secretive about his life, preferring to veil details in broad generalizations and wise cracks.

[b]History[/b]: Born to teenage runaway parents and forged on the anvil of poverty, Miguel would quickly come to realize his story was a common one. With his hand dealt as such, two things would come to dominate his life; music and money. Music first took root with his mother's guitar playing and flowered into a passion, a way to put his thoughts into form and a reprieve he could share with others. Money, on the other hand was an ever present looming threat from the moment he could understand the concept of value. Music would lead him to self improvement, voraciously picking up as many instruments as he could get his hands on, as he tried to support himself and his family on his art. Money would corrupt that sentiment as would be compatriots would approach him with the prospect of moving packages discreetly through his instrument cases. Together they'd get him shot three times in the chest after a package failed to meet it's recipient because band mate took it after borrowing an instrument.