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[h1]Played by Dark Light[/h1]
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[color=brown][h3][u]Bad Ass[/u][/h3]
[i]"Ain't nothing come for free"[/i]
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<Name:/> Clayton 'Clay' Radshaw
<Gender:/> Male
<Age:/> 28
<Height:/> 6'2
<Weight:/> 220lbs
<Appearance:/>
[indent]Clayton was always naturally fit and muscular, his lifestyle choices further emphasised that. He is heavily tattooed and wears nearly just as many scars.
Despite his warrior-like stature he has deep soft gentle pale blue eyes. 
His attire usually consists of big boots, denim jeans and a leather jacket.[/indent]

<Occupation:/> 
[indent]Thug. What ever pays, from bar tending to muscle work or mechanical repairs. Clay has done many 'morally questionable' things. Some of which just to get by, others to live briefly in a taste of luxury and then there were those that were not of necessity but purely impulsive spite or pleasure.
Trying to stay clean, Clay currently works as a mechanic in a chop shop. [/indent]

<District:/> 13
Practically calls 'The Spit' home.
(Born in d17)

<Personality:/>
[indent]Clay, while a bit rough-around-the-edges is pretty care free and easy going guy. He can be a little arrogant and over confident and extremely head strong and stubborn at times. He is pretty quick to resort to violence or at least threats, the strike first ask questions later type. 
Character flaws aside he has a generally good heart and will make sacrifices for others. Behind his arrogance he doesn't really believe he is worth dirt, often denying his own happiness believing he must suffer for mistakes of the past. He's the kind of guy that trouble is attracted too.[/indent]

<Biography:/>
[indent]There is no pleasant way to put it, Clay's mother was a whore. But as far as whores go, for their district anyway, she fought hard to maintain what little respect and dignity that such a profession would allow.
She stayed clean and honest always putting her children first.
The same could not be said for the many men who came into his life assuming the fatherly role.

Clay protected his little brother as best as he could from the loud yelling and crying, the many drunken and violent outbursts. Eventually a man came by that seemed alright until he led Clay away from his family into a life of trouble. 
Clay left his mother and brother to work for this man for a while before being betrayed and venturing off on his own.

Clayton is currently on the run from only 'god knows what' but that darkness always follows him. So Clayton runs and runs, only stopping to drink, fight and fuck before hitting the road again.[/indent]

<Other:/>
[u][b]Skills:[/b][/u][list][*]Brawling 
[*]Drinking
[*]Mechanical repairs
[*]Riding motorbikes
[*]Endurance[/list]

[u][b]Likes:[/b][/u][list][*]Whiskey 
[*]Women
[*]Fighting
[*]Motor bikes
[*]Leather
[*]Tattoos 
[*]The number 13
(Roughly in that order)

[/list][u][b]Dislikes:[/b][/u][list][*]'Intellectual' conversations
[*]Politics 
[*]Wimps
[*]Sleeping
[*]His past
[*]Cats
[*]Rules & restraints 

[/list][u][b]Weakness:[/b][/u][list][*]Short temper
[*]Addiction to alcohol 
[*]Pretty women
[*]Rejection to self happiness
[*]Being trapped (claustrophobia) [/list]