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[color=f7941d]Name:[/color] Cashino King
[color=f7941d]Age:[/color] 35
[color=f7941d]Occupation before the tragedy:[/color] Author/Journalist/Drug Mule
[color=f7941d]Personality:[/color]”If you where to ask anyone else but me they would say Cash is a Drunk, Arrogant, Insane Son of a bitch an they would be right and wrong because I am not just something you can just label and file away in your government cabinets ” A snippet from a old radio interview.
[color=f7941d]Weapons:[/color] A scoped version of the LeMat Revolver [img]http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/lemat_rev_5848.jpg[/img]
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[color=f7941d]Other[/color]
-Try Reading everything he say in a elvisesque voice
-quite knowledgeable on just about everything but it can be best describe as a patchwork quilt for example he might know who built the Eiffel tower and how long it took to do so but he won't know when or why it was built
-Has tried almost every drug known to man
-Has written three novels listed down below
“The Drug Hound” A book about him wakening up in a Vegas hotel room with a pug (who had several pounds of cocaine and weed duct taped to him)
“Shoot on sight: The Reason for Why I am banned from Africa” its self explanatory 
“The Hidden Russians” His First Novel and caused him to be hated the Russian mafia

[color=f7941d]"Your nuclear weapons do scare me but in spite my fear i will tell you to go fuck yourself"[/color]