Name: Jack "Black Dog" Sharma
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Indian
Position: Member of the TI-32 gang
Personality: Jack's prime quality is loyalty. He's loyal to his brother, loyal to his gang. He's dependable, which makes him a favorite when something more important or precise needs to be done. Due to Jack's asskissery, he's managed to fall in good favor with the gang's leader, Rusco. Although Jack doesn't particularly like killing and hurting people, he will if it's asked of him.
Other: He has a tattoo of a black dog head on his right shoulder blade.
Appearance: Jack isn't too overly tall, but he's got muscle to make up for it. He stands at 5'7". His skin his a light brown, his hair black and curly. He has a little mustache/beard combo going on there. His eyes are brown. Jack likes to wear sleeveless shirts whenever he can.
History:
Jack and Orren's father was a big time drug dealer in India. When he got a business opportunity over in the States, he didn't hesitate to move himself and his girlfriend of three years overseas. He set up a very large drug operation with the TI-32 gang, spreading drugs as far as Canada. After a couple years, his girlfriend announced she was pregnant, and suggested that their father settled down to raise their family.
However, the boys' father was something of a workaholic. Although he promised he would retire, he continued drug operations behind his new wife's back. This continued for 13 years, until a second baby, Orren, was born. It was only two months afterwards that their father was gunned down by a hitman of the Glasgow Razor gang (who should totally be Eva, if Hellgirl wants :3). Their mother, who had been in the same room when bullets began to fly, was also shot and killed.
Jack, who was 13 at the time, became the main caregiver of Orren, an newborn. He timidly approached the gang, asking for protection. Since his father had been such a loyal member, protection was granted. However, Jack was told that he had some big shoes to fill. Jack swore he would do whatever was asked of him as long as his baby brother didn't have to get involved. This agreement has held true through the years. Orren hangs around the gang's base of operation and does occasional drug runs every now and then, but he's never asked to really get his hands dirty. Jack, on the other hand, up to his neck in shit.
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Name: Orren Sharma
Age: 22, almost 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Indian
Position: Member of the TI-32 gang.
Personality: Orren grew up frustrated. He was frustrated that his parents were killed before he ever got the chance to know them, he was frustrated that he had to live in fear every night while kids across the bridge got to sleep safely in their beds. He was frustrated that his older brother continued to treat him like a baby, despite how old he was. All this grew up into an angry little man. Orren is easy to set off, hot tempered, loud mouthed, and rude. Most people take him with a grain of salt; they know that the insults and crudeness that spews from his mouth aren't his actual feelings. He often just does it to make himself look tougher.
Under all the huffing and yelling, Orren is actually something of a softy. He's addicted to mushy romance movies, the cheesier the better, and made Jack swear up and down he wouldn't tell anyone when he found Orren watching the Notebook and crying his eyes out.
Appearance: Orren is short, standing at 5'5". His skin is a bit browner than his brothers, from being out in the sun no doubt. His hair is kept shorter, with more a wavy texture than his brother's curls. His eyes are brown.
History:
See Jack's history.
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Name: Dylan Moore
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Caucasian
Position: Male prostitute
Personality: Dylan is a man of denial. He'll swear up and down that everything is just fine, just to spare those around him the trouble of fixing his messes. He means well, but he often does his own self more harm than good. He's not the brightest tool in the shed, and he's well aware of that. Having been told that his own sense of judgement sucks, he just let's his 'friends' make all his decisions for him. This has led to him being easily manipulated, used, and exploited. Possibly the most frustrating part of his personality is his sheer apathy towards his dismal situation. He doesn't care that the people he trusts use him on a day to day basis. He doesn't care that he's living a hollow existence. He doesn't care what happens to him. As long as he can take his happy pills and pretend everything is okay, that everyone is happy and that the world is sunshine and rainbows, he'll be forever dismally optimistic.
Appearance: Dylan is a tall and lanky man, standing at a staggering 6'6". He could do with a little weight gain; his constant intake of drug cocktail have taken a toll on his body. The picture shown is Dylan on a good day. His naturally curly, brown hair is typically limp and bedraggled. He doesn't take very good care of himself. His brown eyes are akin to a sad hound dog, coupled with a smile that hides tries to hide them. His skin is fair.
History: Dylan grew up with a rather unsavory parental situation. His father was in prison for the majority of Dylan's childhood, and had no interest in seeing him once he got out. Dylan's mother would rather drink with her friends than take care of him. His education was spotty. He went to a public school on one of the shadier sides of town, where the teachers feared the students and would rather pass them with false grades then have them return to their class. Dylan was never a favorite among the faculty.
Having grown up around drugs and alcohol, it wasn't hard for him to get into it. By the age 16, he'd tried most things the dealers of the city had to offer. He knew most of them on a first name basis. Being the naive and easy going guy he was, it was only a matter of time before someone decided to take advantage of him. This came in the form of a couple of 'friends'. They gained his trust by hooking him up with good dealers, then slowly isolated him from his other friends.
By the time Dylan was out of highschool, these two girls had him eating out of their hands. He never bothered looking for any jobs; they promised they already had something set up for him. They informed him of an middle aged widow down the block from them that was looking for some guy to get with during the night, no strings attached, just collect the money when they're through. Dylan had no real interest in the offer, but they pressured him into it by bribing him with drugs and a share of the money.
One woman became two. Two became five. Soon, Dylan was being rented out to every lonely female in the city. His cut of the money slowly dwindled until he was being paid almost exclusively with drugs. His two pimpettes had a whole system going: keep Dylan so doped up that he would do just about anything, take the money he made and give him cheap drugs in return, and keep expanding their clientele. Almost everything Dylan has said he wouldn't do (kinks, sexual roleplaying, degrading himself), he has been connived into doing. He only has one line he refuses to cross: he won't do males.
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Indian
Position: Member of the TI-32 gang
Personality: Jack's prime quality is loyalty. He's loyal to his brother, loyal to his gang. He's dependable, which makes him a favorite when something more important or precise needs to be done. Due to Jack's asskissery, he's managed to fall in good favor with the gang's leader, Rusco. Although Jack doesn't particularly like killing and hurting people, he will if it's asked of him.
Other: He has a tattoo of a black dog head on his right shoulder blade.
Appearance: Jack isn't too overly tall, but he's got muscle to make up for it. He stands at 5'7". His skin his a light brown, his hair black and curly. He has a little mustache/beard combo going on there. His eyes are brown. Jack likes to wear sleeveless shirts whenever he can.
History:
Jack and Orren's father was a big time drug dealer in India. When he got a business opportunity over in the States, he didn't hesitate to move himself and his girlfriend of three years overseas. He set up a very large drug operation with the TI-32 gang, spreading drugs as far as Canada. After a couple years, his girlfriend announced she was pregnant, and suggested that their father settled down to raise their family.
However, the boys' father was something of a workaholic. Although he promised he would retire, he continued drug operations behind his new wife's back. This continued for 13 years, until a second baby, Orren, was born. It was only two months afterwards that their father was gunned down by a hitman of the Glasgow Razor gang (who should totally be Eva, if Hellgirl wants :3). Their mother, who had been in the same room when bullets began to fly, was also shot and killed.
Jack, who was 13 at the time, became the main caregiver of Orren, an newborn. He timidly approached the gang, asking for protection. Since his father had been such a loyal member, protection was granted. However, Jack was told that he had some big shoes to fill. Jack swore he would do whatever was asked of him as long as his baby brother didn't have to get involved. This agreement has held true through the years. Orren hangs around the gang's base of operation and does occasional drug runs every now and then, but he's never asked to really get his hands dirty. Jack, on the other hand, up to his neck in shit.
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Name: Orren Sharma
Age: 22, almost 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Indian
Position: Member of the TI-32 gang.
Personality: Orren grew up frustrated. He was frustrated that his parents were killed before he ever got the chance to know them, he was frustrated that he had to live in fear every night while kids across the bridge got to sleep safely in their beds. He was frustrated that his older brother continued to treat him like a baby, despite how old he was. All this grew up into an angry little man. Orren is easy to set off, hot tempered, loud mouthed, and rude. Most people take him with a grain of salt; they know that the insults and crudeness that spews from his mouth aren't his actual feelings. He often just does it to make himself look tougher.
Under all the huffing and yelling, Orren is actually something of a softy. He's addicted to mushy romance movies, the cheesier the better, and made Jack swear up and down he wouldn't tell anyone when he found Orren watching the Notebook and crying his eyes out.
Appearance: Orren is short, standing at 5'5". His skin is a bit browner than his brothers, from being out in the sun no doubt. His hair is kept shorter, with more a wavy texture than his brother's curls. His eyes are brown.
History:
See Jack's history.
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Name: Dylan Moore
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Caucasian
Position: Male prostitute
Personality: Dylan is a man of denial. He'll swear up and down that everything is just fine, just to spare those around him the trouble of fixing his messes. He means well, but he often does his own self more harm than good. He's not the brightest tool in the shed, and he's well aware of that. Having been told that his own sense of judgement sucks, he just let's his 'friends' make all his decisions for him. This has led to him being easily manipulated, used, and exploited. Possibly the most frustrating part of his personality is his sheer apathy towards his dismal situation. He doesn't care that the people he trusts use him on a day to day basis. He doesn't care that he's living a hollow existence. He doesn't care what happens to him. As long as he can take his happy pills and pretend everything is okay, that everyone is happy and that the world is sunshine and rainbows, he'll be forever dismally optimistic.
Appearance: Dylan is a tall and lanky man, standing at a staggering 6'6". He could do with a little weight gain; his constant intake of drug cocktail have taken a toll on his body. The picture shown is Dylan on a good day. His naturally curly, brown hair is typically limp and bedraggled. He doesn't take very good care of himself. His brown eyes are akin to a sad hound dog, coupled with a smile that hides tries to hide them. His skin is fair.
History: Dylan grew up with a rather unsavory parental situation. His father was in prison for the majority of Dylan's childhood, and had no interest in seeing him once he got out. Dylan's mother would rather drink with her friends than take care of him. His education was spotty. He went to a public school on one of the shadier sides of town, where the teachers feared the students and would rather pass them with false grades then have them return to their class. Dylan was never a favorite among the faculty.
Having grown up around drugs and alcohol, it wasn't hard for him to get into it. By the age 16, he'd tried most things the dealers of the city had to offer. He knew most of them on a first name basis. Being the naive and easy going guy he was, it was only a matter of time before someone decided to take advantage of him. This came in the form of a couple of 'friends'. They gained his trust by hooking him up with good dealers, then slowly isolated him from his other friends.
By the time Dylan was out of highschool, these two girls had him eating out of their hands. He never bothered looking for any jobs; they promised they already had something set up for him. They informed him of an middle aged widow down the block from them that was looking for some guy to get with during the night, no strings attached, just collect the money when they're through. Dylan had no real interest in the offer, but they pressured him into it by bribing him with drugs and a share of the money.
One woman became two. Two became five. Soon, Dylan was being rented out to every lonely female in the city. His cut of the money slowly dwindled until he was being paid almost exclusively with drugs. His two pimpettes had a whole system going: keep Dylan so doped up that he would do just about anything, take the money he made and give him cheap drugs in return, and keep expanding their clientele. Almost everything Dylan has said he wouldn't do (kinks, sexual roleplaying, degrading himself), he has been connived into doing. He only has one line he refuses to cross: he won't do males.