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This looks really cool, so take an awkward journalist!
Name: Allan Dominic McCullough.
Aliases: Al, Dom, Mr. Reporter Man.
Age: 30.
Gender: Male.
Tourist or Local?: Local.
Height: 5"11.
Build: Slim and athletic.
Hair: Brunette, short and messy.
Eyes: Brown.
Distinguishing Marks: He has a scar on his right pointer finger's knuckle, and he also has a tattoo of a snake coiled around his left bicep. The snake is done in fire colors and has blazing golden eyes.
Style: Allan tends to dress stylishly comfortable, favoring wool coats and dark jeans. His t-shirts are usually plain or semi-expensive button ups. He likes to wear suits and ties and fancy leather shoes, though these things are saved for situations where he doesn't have a hope of getting anything on them. At times he can be found slumming around in sweats but you'd have to catch him off guard to be caught in those.
General Appearance: Standing in at a fairly average height, the man has a build that could be considered well-muscled though not in a manner that would be seen as overboard. He's very handsome with a hard jaw and a shapely mouth, he almost always maintains a good amount of scruff on his jaw and upper lip. His nose is straight and pointed at the tip.
He tends to have a bit of tan in the summer and to appear ghastly and pale in the winter. There's a scar beneath his hairline from having cracked his head open as a child.
Occupation: Journalist.
Hobbies & Interests: Writing, reading, collecting obscure horror movies, his four cats.
Skills: Painting, identifying movie directors, good old fashion brawling.
Supernatural Sensitivity: Medium-low.
Personality: Allan shines through with a genuine personality, he's extremely honest. This honesty comes from his love of journalism and need to report the truth. He's very unlikely to withhold information or to lie to those around him. He wears his heart on his sleeve and can be very sensitive, he's a bit of a bleeding-heart at times. He's also a natural activist, constantly ready to help where he can. He can be found donating to causes often.
Though that's not to say he's without his faults, he's terribly awkward. He has very little social skills and a lot of his conversations drift into the usual "uhh"'s and "um"'s. He also is a bit odd, people who know him will comment on the fact that he talks to his cats like people and keeps to himself if he can. He doesn't ever talk about his family and seems to dodge the subject like the plague.
He's friendly though, and humorous. He likes to have company, even if he's not so great at holding conversation with that company. He tries to deflect bad situations with jokes, unless the matter is particularly important to him. It's hard to anger him, unless you happen to be targeting his friends. In bad situations, he has a habit of shutting down or panicking. Neither of these responses are very prefferable.
Bio: Allan was born in South Rawyn, in a bit of a rough household. His parents were a part of the lowerclass working force. His mother was a waitress that worked most of the time that he wasn't in school and his father was a painter and carpenter. Most days, his father got home before his mother and his mood was never pleasant. Allan usually tried to avoid him to the best of his abilities.
His mother was a sweet woman but pretty simple, she wasn't very helpful for such an emotionally demanding son. He ended up feeling very isolated from the both of them. Around the age of thirteen, he got very into his father's film collection. He spent hours and days pouring over old black and white horror films, it gave him a huge appreciation of the classics.
This appreciation ended in him spending all of his allowance on movies that had come out years before he was born. He was more than a little obsessed and familiarized himself with all kinds of directors and their distinctive styles. He became the kind of kid that could give you a full length description on an obscene amount of directors that you had never heard of.
At fourteen, his father tried to initiate him into the art of carpentry and painting. He was never all that great at it but he was willing to learn. He spent a few summers working with his father which should have strengthened their bond but instead drove a wedge between them when Allan expressed interest in writing instead. His father didn't consider "writing" to be a real job and this ended in a lot of conflict.
Allan honed his art, he became pretty good at it. His first ever article was for his school's paper and he received an abundance of praise for it. This wasn't always good, as he ended up writing an article about a bully in the school that had targeted a close friend of his. The two got into a spat and eventually into a full blown fist fight, they both got into trouble for this. He spent a lot of his highschool life either fighting or trying to dodge this bully.
After highschool ended, he attended a college that his parents could barely afford. Eventually he stopped freeloading, moved out of his parents home, and he became a journalist for the local paper. He even adopted four cats. These cats have pretty much become his life, though he'd never admit that. He's gone through more than a few girlfriends but he always returns to his true love, his cats.
Weaknesses and/or fears:
Dolls - They just really creep him out, they're constantly staring and judging.
Crowds - He does very badly in crows and can be terribly claustrophobic.
Being powerless - This has to do with his highschool bully, he often came out on the bottom of their arguments.
This looks really cool, so take an awkward journalist!
Allan McCullough
"I always wanted a reason to yell "Extra! Extra! Read all about it!" but it never came."
Back to Basics
Name: Allan Dominic McCullough.
Aliases: Al, Dom, Mr. Reporter Man.
Age: 30.
Gender: Male.
Tourist or Local?: Local.
Appearance
Height: 5"11.
Build: Slim and athletic.
Hair: Brunette, short and messy.
Eyes: Brown.
Distinguishing Marks: He has a scar on his right pointer finger's knuckle, and he also has a tattoo of a snake coiled around his left bicep. The snake is done in fire colors and has blazing golden eyes.
Style: Allan tends to dress stylishly comfortable, favoring wool coats and dark jeans. His t-shirts are usually plain or semi-expensive button ups. He likes to wear suits and ties and fancy leather shoes, though these things are saved for situations where he doesn't have a hope of getting anything on them. At times he can be found slumming around in sweats but you'd have to catch him off guard to be caught in those.
General Appearance: Standing in at a fairly average height, the man has a build that could be considered well-muscled though not in a manner that would be seen as overboard. He's very handsome with a hard jaw and a shapely mouth, he almost always maintains a good amount of scruff on his jaw and upper lip. His nose is straight and pointed at the tip.
He tends to have a bit of tan in the summer and to appear ghastly and pale in the winter. There's a scar beneath his hairline from having cracked his head open as a child.
Skills & Occupation
Occupation: Journalist.
Hobbies & Interests: Writing, reading, collecting obscure horror movies, his four cats.
Skills: Painting, identifying movie directors, good old fashion brawling.
Supernatural Sensitivity: Medium-low.
Psychology
Personality: Allan shines through with a genuine personality, he's extremely honest. This honesty comes from his love of journalism and need to report the truth. He's very unlikely to withhold information or to lie to those around him. He wears his heart on his sleeve and can be very sensitive, he's a bit of a bleeding-heart at times. He's also a natural activist, constantly ready to help where he can. He can be found donating to causes often.
Though that's not to say he's without his faults, he's terribly awkward. He has very little social skills and a lot of his conversations drift into the usual "uhh"'s and "um"'s. He also is a bit odd, people who know him will comment on the fact that he talks to his cats like people and keeps to himself if he can. He doesn't ever talk about his family and seems to dodge the subject like the plague.
He's friendly though, and humorous. He likes to have company, even if he's not so great at holding conversation with that company. He tries to deflect bad situations with jokes, unless the matter is particularly important to him. It's hard to anger him, unless you happen to be targeting his friends. In bad situations, he has a habit of shutting down or panicking. Neither of these responses are very prefferable.
Bio: Allan was born in South Rawyn, in a bit of a rough household. His parents were a part of the lowerclass working force. His mother was a waitress that worked most of the time that he wasn't in school and his father was a painter and carpenter. Most days, his father got home before his mother and his mood was never pleasant. Allan usually tried to avoid him to the best of his abilities.
His mother was a sweet woman but pretty simple, she wasn't very helpful for such an emotionally demanding son. He ended up feeling very isolated from the both of them. Around the age of thirteen, he got very into his father's film collection. He spent hours and days pouring over old black and white horror films, it gave him a huge appreciation of the classics.
This appreciation ended in him spending all of his allowance on movies that had come out years before he was born. He was more than a little obsessed and familiarized himself with all kinds of directors and their distinctive styles. He became the kind of kid that could give you a full length description on an obscene amount of directors that you had never heard of.
At fourteen, his father tried to initiate him into the art of carpentry and painting. He was never all that great at it but he was willing to learn. He spent a few summers working with his father which should have strengthened their bond but instead drove a wedge between them when Allan expressed interest in writing instead. His father didn't consider "writing" to be a real job and this ended in a lot of conflict.
Allan honed his art, he became pretty good at it. His first ever article was for his school's paper and he received an abundance of praise for it. This wasn't always good, as he ended up writing an article about a bully in the school that had targeted a close friend of his. The two got into a spat and eventually into a full blown fist fight, they both got into trouble for this. He spent a lot of his highschool life either fighting or trying to dodge this bully.
After highschool ended, he attended a college that his parents could barely afford. Eventually he stopped freeloading, moved out of his parents home, and he became a journalist for the local paper. He even adopted four cats. These cats have pretty much become his life, though he'd never admit that. He's gone through more than a few girlfriends but he always returns to his true love, his cats.
Weaknesses and/or fears:
Dolls - They just really creep him out, they're constantly staring and judging.
Crowds - He does very badly in crows and can be terribly claustrophobic.
Being powerless - This has to do with his highschool bully, he often came out on the bottom of their arguments.
