Name: Bradley Gibson
Deity of: Lies, Trickery, Luck, and Chance
Age/DoB: 32/ March 21, 1988
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Close to what he looks likePersonality: Very charming, seemingly happy go lucky guy, can be cold/calculating, chaotic neutral, very passive aggressive, and a bit of a clown at times.
Background: Bradley was just your typical corporate sleeze, clawing his way higher and higher in the firm he'd been recruited for after finishing college. He's always been his biggest fan, looking out for what's best for him and doing whatever it takes to ensure his ever growing success. Friends and family would say he needs to relax and enjoy life more, but he didn't care what they had to say. Though he didn't really have any friends, not counting the people he manipulated in the workplace to aid in his own personal ascension. Not that he didn't care about other people, as he does, especially those who are under him since without their help he wouldn't be where he was now. He respects those beneath him and despises those above, but if we got to the core of his person, we would find a man who sees both sides of the coin. It just so happens that he tends to lean more towards the side that benefits himself the most.
This is done for the most part, but I'll round out the edges when my brain isn't as cluttered. I feel he'll blossom more IC, so I don't want to throw to much into his CS.