To whom it may concern,

Submitted for your approval: (1) character sheet, of decent quality, and readily altered. Sent by (1) Voltus_Ventus.

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[center][sub][color=2F4F4F]Name:[/color] Dave Davies[/sub][/center]
[center][sub][color=2F4F4F]Age:[/color] 32[/sub][/center]
[center][sub][color=2F4F4F]Gender:[/color] Male[/sub][/center]
[center][sub][color=2F4F4F]Profession:[/color][i]"I sell computers."[/i][/sub][/center]
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[indent][indent][sub][color=2F4F4F][u]    P H Y S I C A L    A P P E A R A N C E            [/u][/color][/sub]

[indent][indent]Davey is a tall, barrel-chested man, perhaps not what one might think of when they imagine a computer salesman. He lumbers around quite literally, in a slow, deliberate, long strided manner, always transporting a case of pamphlets and brochures of his available merchandise. He wears a face of earnest, innocence, usually looking as if something somewhat concerning is on his mind, his voice and his posture reflect this in turn.

Davies is never caught out in the cold, always wearing something warm, ranging from sweaters to large winter jackets, and never anything but a shirt and tie underneath. Though he keeps his hair tidy, he isn't as keen when it comes to grooming his beard, keeping it trimmed but not necessarily tidy. 
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[sub][color=2F4F4F][u]    I N H E R I T E D     C U R S E            [/u][/color][/sub]

[indent][indent]Morbid Dreams[/indent][/indent]

[sub][color=2F4F4F][u]    C H A R A C T E R    T R A I T S             [/u][/color][/sub]

[indent][indent][color=2F4F4F]» Well-Rested:[/color] Every night Dave is visited by dreams of his death in sharp detail, the thing is, they're not just dreams. They are precise predictions, telling him how he will die the next day. As a result, like wanting to get home to catch your favourite show, he takes steps to not be caught awake after midnight even if it means having to sleep in his car. Because his dreams don't have reruns, and if he can't have them, he can't prepare.
[color=2F4F4F]» Just In Case:[/color] Dave is never seen without his case, a leather affair something similar to what doctors-on-call might have used back when that was popular. Quick to open and innocuous, it's filled with his sales materials, along with whatever else he may need to survive the day. But tucked at the bottom is a small, .22 pistol, as a travelling salesman life is fraught with danger, coupled with his dreams, they necessitate packing heat.
[color=2F4F4F]» Moment's Notice:[/color] However, his dreams do have their benefits, they also reveal to him the minutes leading up to and proceeding his death, which functions as a small glimpse into the future. Sometimes it means he has to wake up earlier or later, or pack more bullets than he usually does, but it has resulted in gains as well, as seeing the future usually does.[/indent][/indent]

[sub][color=2F4F4F][u]    D A R K     H U N G E R S    ( P E R S O N A L     C H A L L E N G E S )           [/u][/color][/sub]

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[color=2F4F4F]» Lost in Thought:[/color] At various times of day, under various circumstances, Davies isn't always quite there. He stares off into space, eyes expressing the whirring of the cogs in his mind as he plans around that day's possible death. Dave understands that he lives on a knife's edge, and that he needs to plan carefully, because he only has one shot at getting it right.
[color=2F4F4F]» Collateral Damage:[/color] Sometimes the sites of fate aren't so accurate, and whatever it may have to through at him might hit the world around his as well. Car crashes, gas leaks, liquor store robberies, stray bullets and stray animals. If he doesn't disarm the situation others might be hurt, or by surviving, others might not. This has to lead him to live a life of imposed solitude, and to be ever vigilant. Culminating in a few moments of erratic behaviour and paranoia, only to lapse once the danger is past.
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[sub][color=2F4F4F][u]    A S P I R A T I O N S    /    P E R S O N A L    M O T I V A T I O N S             [/u][/color][/sub]

[indent][indent]He hopes that one day fate will decide to leave him be, understanding that it cannot best this mortal. Or perhaps to come face-to-face with the power that sends death his way and makes it stop. Ultimately though, he dreams of being an average Joe, remarkable in the little ways, and of course to outlive the curse right on his heels.  [/indent][/indent]
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