[u][b]Name[/b][/u]= John Ketlar 
[u][b]Age[/b][/u]= 32
[u][b]Looks[/b][/u]= [IMG]http://i66.tinypic.com/2samli9.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i65.tinypic.com/fz2hvr.jpg[/IMG]
Rugged facial features with a brownish-black beard. Stern look and misty eyes that have seen too much death. 
[u][b]Personality[/b][/u]= Flirty and playful to those who he calls friends although when it comes to the wasteland and surviving he is silent and serious. Doesn't take shit from people and will kill anyone who tries to hurt him or the ones he cares about, he will do anything for the sake of their survival. 
[u][b]Faction[/b][/u]= Waste lander 
[color=fff79a][u][b]S.P.E.C.I.A.L[/b][/u][/color]= 
[b]Strength[/b]- 5
[b]Perception[/b]- 10
[b]Endurance[/b]- 4
[b]Charisma[/b]- 6
[b]Intelligence[/b]- 7
[b]Agility[/b]- 7
[b]Luck[/b]- 3

[u][b]Backstory[/b][/u]= born into slavery he never knew anything other than it. His mother and father a slave, and their mother and father before them. His mother was a slave in Old Mans Corner when his father was transferred there from the Pitt. He met his mother and they fell in love. After conceiving John his father was punished severely for that they had done, so severely that the beating killed him. A broken woman John's mother did not want John to live in a world that she lived in so she attempted to take her own life along with her unborn baby boy. Unsuccessful in her attempt she lived on in torture knowing that he son would be a slave. As soon as John was born he was abused and treated of shit as all the slaves were. One meal a day, working in the heat of the summer days and freezing snow of the winter nights. At the age of 10 Johns mother became very Ill, John sobbed as they dragged him away not being able to say his final words to his mother, they burned slave bodies and buried the ashes just outside the city. A slave was like an animal to them not deserving of a true burial. At the age of 25 John lead a revolt against the slave owners in order to free his fellow slaves, it only ended in many of his friends deaths. At the age of 27 he found his opening as a new guard on the night shift had left the gate open, he ran. Ran as far and as fast as he could away from the Corners, He promised himself. He would come back for them. In the years following his freedom he lived on his own, training himself with the sniper and learning to be aware of everything and do anything to live.
[u][b]Weapon choice[/b][/u]= Sniper, hunting knife, 9mm pistol.