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Picture: Michal stands at 6'0" with a stocky chest and a bit of a beer belly. While not overly muscled, he is not entirely out of shape. Dark black hair fall down beyond his ears in greasy curls. Almond shaped eyes hide vibrant blue orbs reflecting the light. He wears a long gash from the middle of his forehead all the way down to the tip of his nose.

Name: Michal Lukasz Gawren

Age: 31

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 210 lbs.

Occupation: Architectural Engineer

Personality: Michal is what one might call a typical Polock. Staunch, resolute, and firm in his convictions. Some would claim to spot a bit of Hatred and dis in his eyes, but that is not true. Michal is just a man who is seldom impressed. While initially code, once warmed up, you find him quote easy to mingle and associate with as he enjoys company and intelligent discussions.

Skills: Trained in hand to hand combat to a basic degree. Well versed in architecture and the design of most buildings; able to identify weak points in structural integrity.

Flaws: Fearful of large animals such as bears and moose. Quite a bit of a sexist, believing that women should stick to the traditional mold. Michal is overly confident in his own ability, so much so that it leads him to fault more often than not. Not in the best physical condition of his life. Enjoys the idea of drinking a little too much and becomes very violent when drunk.

Bio: Michal grew up in a rather normal family with a heavy Polish influence. He had been born in the country, although his father had not. Around the age of twenty three, his father Lukasz had decided to try his hand at the opportunity of America, where in North Carolina he met Michals's mother. Michal took a large amount of influence from his father in his career choice, with his father being a designer of large corporate skyscrapers. His teen years led to little of any interest outside of the occasional encounter with a girl here and there.

After finishing high school with a below average GPA, he would make his way into the basic workforce until he had the money to put towards a better education. After two years of working out the aid and the remaining due, he began his first year at the community college, majoring in architectural engineering and minoring in accounting. With two years of pre requisites under his collar, he transferred to the North Carolina state University. After a rather long and arduous five more years, he had struggled and graduated with a masters in his field.

The next year had been rough, as little to no consistent work seemed to work it's way to Michal. The best he was ever able to scrounge up were favors called in on his father's reputation, but few people wanted a permanent hire that was fresh out of college. Michal remembers more than one occasion when he went without food for a few days in exchange for heat in the night. This went on until his little projects had made their way to the hands of larger industry and design companies.

Michal was working for a small company that designed various utility buildings in New York when he was sent down to Louisiana for a conference with clients. During his stay he decided to relax and make his way to the Mardi Gras festival.
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Andrew stands at 5'5, considerably shorter than the rest of his peers - and is reminded about that very frequently. Andy weighs in at about 62kgs, with a build much like any sedimentary teenage boy: lean and weak. He sports a crew-cut, glasses and usually wears sweaters and trousers for comfort.



A simpleton from Hartford, Connecticut - Andrew grew up quite the oddball. The boy almost never spoke unless spoken to. Even as a baby the boy posed as a miracle in disguise, despite his parents' frustration and anticipation over when he would finally utter his first word. The boy was never fond of crowds. During his childhood years, he was often the last sibling to get into the car, while his parents scoured the vicinity for their wandering son. Andrew grew up being the "quiet" kid. As a teenager, he was the type of guy you'd see rushing down the hallways to get to class as soon as the bell rang just to avoid the oncoming student body herd. Typical grade A student too - attending all his lectures on time and an over-achiever in eight out of nine classes. Academically, Andrew dominated. Mentally, he was just as powerful. Socially? ...let's just say he was the type of guy who could effortlessly dive into an in-depth conversation on neuroanatomical considerations all by himself in the cubicle down the hall.


He wasn't a loner, per se. Throughout his entire life growing up, he managed to score himself two warm bodies he could sincerely call 'friends'. It wasn't that he was necessarily bad at the art of friendship - but merely the fact that he was more of a cynic than anything else. After spending years and years at highschool, he figured he learned enough to know how the human mind works. Sometimes they just don't.


As he spoke less and listened more, he took notice of how everyone intermingled around him. Lying, slandering, exploitation, rumors, and gossip - a whole shitload of it. The conversations that managed to reach his ears (despite his efforts not to let them) all proved to be laced with some varying degrees of bullshit. Nothing would have been able to move Andrew back then. This in turn made the boy distrustful of others, always questioning their motives behind every gesture, every word. There was something about people that made him believe that almost nothing was genuine, up until he met those two. He'd run into them at a gaming convention about a year before he transferred to college. The three connected instantly and sparked fireworks right in front of a stall dedicated to Battlefield 4. They splurged on their love for the games they all shared, and eventually grew on each other enough to start sharing ideas of the world and the people around them. They shared dreams of what they wanted to be, how they wanted to change the world. The trio supported each other every step of the way - things friends usually do.


Needless to say, they restored some of his faith in the human race after their fateful meeting. Andrew moved to college with a renewed sense of belonging and a refreshed mindset. He was going to try socializing. He was actually going to try talking to people without reading between the lines. Friendship was a drink he'd just gotten a taste of, and he was thirsty for that warm, fuzzy feeling. Two years into college life, he'd managed to make an adequate amount of acquaintances, all the while still maintaining the best scores in the entire area. Andrew felt unbeatable.

Of course, that was up until the world started shitting bricks on itself.



Andrew is quite the decent guy, save for the know-it-all attitude that comes with an exceptional brain capacity. Sarcasm and crass humor is his second nature. The boy prefers being honest over anything else, and will not stand to tolerate any amount of bullshit.

Usually, he's more on the neutral side when it comes to dealing with problems, often serving as the mediator. After all, panicking is merely a waste of time. A logician and aspiring chemical engineer-to-be, Andrew has quite the knack for figuring out what to do in times of desperation. The boy is resourceful - his practiced introverted nature allowing him to tune out his unnecessary noise and hone in on his surroundings to search for solutions to certain problems and whatnot. During his two years at college, he learned to encapsulate the masterful techniques of the budgeting college student.

Basically, he makes killer ramen.
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