Name: Charles Richardson
Age: 38
Appearance: White silk gloves, no right eye, black formal toruses, red weather beaten coat, black waist coat, log ornate wooden cane, brown combed hair
Abilities and Powers: the usual speed, agility and sense. the only down side is he will either give into the beast or refuse to feed at all.
Personalty calm, solitary, drinker, dark, creepy, "insane", over powering, intelligent, stubborn, aragont, gambler.
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im going to say you will all have to work around it, i fear she wont be coming back.
im here. lame isnt posting i dont think. so act around that.
i have a definate interest in this. ill upload a cs later
"god damn radio wont work" he started hitting the radio hard "meh its to be expected. it hasn't worked for years. " he paused and thought for a moment "well im going to find someone, dont know who? but some group of people that we can latch on to. care to join me" he held out his hand to pull him up "it will dilute the concentration of insanity"
(can we help you?)
"used to work with the 1st enjineres, and truth be told we need the support"
"now lets get some more survivors here" he fired 3 shots into the air and pulled out a radio "this is Charlie Recon, requesting immediate pick up. i repeat its Charlie Recon wanting evac"
"yes, i agree. i wish i had more people but we dont... its just us at the moment. so live with it."
"well i haven't seen any mad men around here. maybe they all died" he let out a chuckle and still with the smile "just please dont leave me, ill make it up to you in supplies, conversation and back-up. i may be mad, but i can still appreciate friendship." he took a puff "so what ya say? freinds?" he held the hand out
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