I might do that then, a little time spent baxkstoryinf him up and have him in the convoy at the end. Gathering materials. I'll start tomorrow. I'm at work now.
That was completely my fault. I spaced on asking, which I told myself to do.
And wherever you want me. If the convey, I can read up and crank out a post within the next day or so, I'm relegated to a phone, but I can make it work. If you want me in town, go ahead, and I can get his place and business sorted out and attempt to be a member of society.
Who all is still in town, and who is in the convoy, so I know what to reply too.
Tattoos ranging from his neck to his torso, as well as covering his back. Such include names of fallen family and friends, a large graveyard on his back with a pair of angel wings extending from each side.
Appearance:
Geoffrey is a tall, well built African American, usually spotted wearing at least one article of blue clothing, and never red. His dark skin, aside from what is covered in black ink, remains relatively unmarred denoting that despite his past, he managed to stay healthy.
His dreadlocks indicate that he has been growing them for quite some time and shows he has been taking exceptional care of them, despite the current circumstances of the world and Refuge. They reach a good ways down his body, and can often be seen styled in a bun, or held up by whatever cloth he can find.
As far as usual clothing, he prefers baggy jeans, and tighter fitting shirts, as well as numerous blue bandannas, often in his hair, on his wrist, or hanging from his left back pocket. Geoffrey prefers wearing sneakers to boots, and has a decent collection of somewhat run down Chuck Taylor's, mostly black or blue. When roaming shirtless, he can sometimes be spotted wearing a sleeveless unbuttoned jean vest, showing off his physique and tattoos, primarily the Azure Loco Crip tattoo etched across his stomach.
Geoffrey Geovanni Banks is the second born son to Lisa LeeAnn Morgan and Joseph Chamberlain Banks III. He survives both parents, and an older brother, IV. He was born on January 6th, of 2086, in a small town in Western North Carolina. At a young age, he turned to selling drugs and gangbanging with the local Crip set, known as the Azure Loco Crips.
Despite having above average grades in school, as well as being able to land a decent paying job, he always turned back to the life that took away his friends at a seemingly routine rate. To remove him from this life, his parents packed up and moved him up north, to Portland, Oregon. Things seemed to be on an upswing, the youth was back in school, had another job, and even a girlfriend. But regular correspondence, and learning that his brother passed in a rival gangs unknowing attempt to get at him, resulted in him reverting back to the menace his parents had tried to protect him from.
When things went to shit on Jan. 2nd, or more accurately January 3rd, Geoffrey took it particularly hard. Months later, his parents were caught by low ranking Ghouls as the trio attempted to cross over into Washington, heading for a Refuge camp they had been informed of.
Left alone, Geoffrey fought who be could and took what he could, until he made it to Brown Points.
Extended Information
Residence:
Small house on the west side of the Refuge.
Profession:
Shop Worker; Geoffrey's skill in wood and brick work allowed him to set up shop as a sort of shopkeep, selling, or more accurately bargaining for his skills and wares. The bigger the item, the more intricate or better materials, the more he asks in return. This can be negotiated based on several factors, including, whether or not he has to procure the materials for the request himself, or if they are provided for him.
Aligned Faction:
Azure Loco Crips, formerly None in Refuge
Relatives:
Joseph Chamberlain Banks III, deceased father.
Lisa LeeAnn Morgan, deceased mother.
Joseph Chamberlain Banks IV, deceased brother.
Personnel Data
Weapons:
Ruger 9E Pistol, with two clips of ammo.
Professional Baseball Bat, tinged red with blood.
Equipment
Purple Bookbag, once belonged to his uncle who passed away prior to the events of January 2nd.
Several Articles of Clothing.
Map of North Carolina
Makeshift tool kit
Miscellaneous
A necklace containing nine pearls gotten for a former lover; it's referred to as a slinky design. The colors include purple, pink, blue, and white.
Five full packs of Blackstone wine cigars
Two lighters, he is notorious for losing them.
Trade Skills:
Carpentry During his time in school, he took particular interest in learning a trade, this included woodwork, or Carpentry. Far from the best Carpenter, he does have some skill in crafting items, this helps with his job in the Refuge.
Masonry He is most skilled at working with Brick and Mortar, having paid more attention in that class. His greatest achievement is being able to craft a grill out of bricks.
Talents & Hobbies:
Talents
Can 'n*igga-rig' things to function at some level, this can also be thought of as redneck ingenuity, or base level MacGyvering.
Pretty decent salesperson.
Hobbies
Crafting items out of wood and brick
Reading and Writing
Smoking
Limitations:
Obvious Limp His limp is noticable, despite his protests of it being the 'style'. It prevents him from being a swift mover, though he isn't incapable of running. This makes him least likely to be picked for any potential out of Refuge excursions, though he is willing to go if asked.
Past He is unabashedly a gang member, and makes no attempts to hide it. This gives some people a certain impression, and that can limit his exposure to things and sort of make him an outcast. His attitude doesn't help the situation.