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So tell me our dear, sweet GM, when are we gonna have the pleasure of seeing your CS?
Pfew! Finally done! :)
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Name: Paul Wilson
Age: 26
Height: 6'(1.83m)
Weight: 178 lbs(80 kg)
Equipment:
- A 4 quart water canteen(worn diagonally from shoulder to hip);
- A pair of Vortex Crossfire10x42 binoculars together w/ rain guard, soft carry case, neck strap and lens covers(worn on the neck);
- Several cans of food(in backpack);
- A pack of beef berky(in backpack);
- A non-working flashlight that needs batteries(in backpack);
- A Benchmade folding knife(used only for utility purposes, carried in a backpack pocket);
- An extra pair of socks and an extra t-shirt(in backpack);
- A blanket(in backpack);
- A large road and topographical map of the United States(folded in a pocket of his backpack);
- A watch with paracord bracelet(worn on left hand. The watchband is made of 14 feet of paracord);
Weapons:
- Kimber Custom II 1911 .45 ACP handgun;
- 1x 50 round .45 ACP FMJ ammo box;
- 2x 8 round 1911 magazines(he used to have 5 but he lost the other 3);
- Marlin 1895 SBL .45-70 Gov't lever action rifle customised with a 6 round leather shell holder and an Aimpoint Micro red dot sight;
- 2x 20 round boxes of .45-70 Gov't ammo;
- Gerber Gator Kukri.
Previous Occupation: Mechanic at a car customs shop.
Appearance:
Bio: Born in New Orleans, Louisiana, Paul's life before the outbreak was anything but perfect. His father was a convict, imprisoned for life because of a double murder and his mother was a hooker that never gave a damn about him anyway. He grew up in an orphanage with no friends and taken care of by strangers. He was 9 years old when he was finally adopted but he was a shy kid that didn't talk much. Even at school, all he was doing was sitting in his bench and not talking with anyone. Because of that he was often made fun of and called "weirdo". At the age of 14 he became fascinated by guns after his father took him to a shooting range. After that particular event, Paul finally opened up and became more comunicative. His father taught him how to use guns and he even made some friends in school. He also started spending time with his father in the garage as he was working on his car and was teaching Paul about cars and how they work.
For his 18th birthday, Paul's parents got him a car. A red with white stripes 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS convertible. Paul then went to college and after finishing it he briefly worked at a McDonald's and as a courier before beying hired at a car customs shop. Despite having no experience with cars, except for the moments spent with his father in the garage when he was younger, the owner of the shop was impressed by Paul's passion for cars and his determination so he decided to give him a chance, which he did not regret as Paul proved to be a fast learning and reliable person. Paul also became very good friends with the owner of the car shop, especially because of their common passion for guns and cars. Now that he was producing his own money Paul decided to move away from his parent's house and rented a place in which he was living on his own. He also started a relationship with a girl named Jennifer, much younger then him that had an asthma issue. Her mother Sarah didn't approve of their relationship at all and didn't like Paul. He just didn't look right in her vision. He was much older then her daughter, he had tattoos, long hair, a goatee. But after seeing how happy and satisfied her daughter was she decided to give him a chance but kept a close eye on him.
When all hell broke loose Paul, his girlfriend Jennifer and her mother Sarah did their best to escape the city. It took them a while to do that but they managed to get out of New Orleans safe. They hooked up with a group of retreating soldiers from the Louisiana National Guard. As they all travelled up north. One year later they cross the border in Kansas from Oklahoma as Paul, together with Jennifer and her mother were alone again as the other members from the group died in the hands of bandits. A couple of weeks later Paul heard some gun shots as well as some screams and decided to track them down as he stumbled upon another group fighting some walkers. Paul gave them a hand and as a sign of gratitude he was accepted within the group together with the two women that accompanied him.
Now they are heading to Canada, although Paul was one of those that disagreed with the decision. He believed that they already had everything they needed at the farm and the road to Canada would take months and would be full of dangers. But he was in minority so with a heavy heart and pretty upset he left the farm together with the others, destination Canada.
Name: Paul Wilson
Age: 26
Height: 6'(1.83m)
Weight: 178 lbs(80 kg)
Equipment:
- A 4 quart water canteen(worn diagonally from shoulder to hip);
- A pair of Vortex Crossfire10x42 binoculars together w/ rain guard, soft carry case, neck strap and lens covers(worn on the neck);
- Several cans of food(in backpack);
- A pack of beef berky(in backpack);
- A non-working flashlight that needs batteries(in backpack);
- A Benchmade folding knife(used only for utility purposes, carried in a backpack pocket);
- An extra pair of socks and an extra t-shirt(in backpack);
- A blanket(in backpack);
- A large road and topographical map of the United States(folded in a pocket of his backpack);
- A watch with paracord bracelet(worn on left hand. The watchband is made of 14 feet of paracord);
Weapons:
- Kimber Custom II 1911 .45 ACP handgun;
- 1x 50 round .45 ACP FMJ ammo box;
- 2x 8 round 1911 magazines(he used to have 5 but he lost the other 3);
- Marlin 1895 SBL .45-70 Gov't lever action rifle customised with a 6 round leather shell holder and an Aimpoint Micro red dot sight;
- 2x 20 round boxes of .45-70 Gov't ammo;
- Gerber Gator Kukri.
Previous Occupation: Mechanic at a car customs shop.
Appearance:
Bio: Born in New Orleans, Louisiana, Paul's life before the outbreak was anything but perfect. His father was a convict, imprisoned for life because of a double murder and his mother was a hooker that never gave a damn about him anyway. He grew up in an orphanage with no friends and taken care of by strangers. He was 9 years old when he was finally adopted but he was a shy kid that didn't talk much. Even at school, all he was doing was sitting in his bench and not talking with anyone. Because of that he was often made fun of and called "weirdo". At the age of 14 he became fascinated by guns after his father took him to a shooting range. After that particular event, Paul finally opened up and became more comunicative. His father taught him how to use guns and he even made some friends in school. He also started spending time with his father in the garage as he was working on his car and was teaching Paul about cars and how they work.
For his 18th birthday, Paul's parents got him a car. A red with white stripes 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS convertible. Paul then went to college and after finishing it he briefly worked at a McDonald's and as a courier before beying hired at a car customs shop. Despite having no experience with cars, except for the moments spent with his father in the garage when he was younger, the owner of the shop was impressed by Paul's passion for cars and his determination so he decided to give him a chance, which he did not regret as Paul proved to be a fast learning and reliable person. Paul also became very good friends with the owner of the car shop, especially because of their common passion for guns and cars. Now that he was producing his own money Paul decided to move away from his parent's house and rented a place in which he was living on his own. He also started a relationship with a girl named Jennifer, much younger then him that had an asthma issue. Her mother Sarah didn't approve of their relationship at all and didn't like Paul. He just didn't look right in her vision. He was much older then her daughter, he had tattoos, long hair, a goatee. But after seeing how happy and satisfied her daughter was she decided to give him a chance but kept a close eye on him.
When all hell broke loose Paul, his girlfriend Jennifer and her mother Sarah did their best to escape the city. It took them a while to do that but they managed to get out of New Orleans safe. They hooked up with a group of retreating soldiers from the Louisiana National Guard. As they all travelled up north. One year later they cross the border in Kansas from Oklahoma as Paul, together with Jennifer and her mother were alone again as the other members from the group died in the hands of bandits. A couple of weeks later Paul heard some gun shots as well as some screams and decided to track them down as he stumbled upon another group fighting some walkers. Paul gave them a hand and as a sign of gratitude he was accepted within the group together with the two women that accompanied him.
Now they are heading to Canada, although Paul was one of those that disagreed with the decision. He believed that they already had everything they needed at the farm and the road to Canada would take months and would be full of dangers. But he was in minority so with a heavy heart and pretty upset he left the farm together with the others, destination Canada.
Tyler stood calm and quiet, leaning next to a wall as he watched more and more vigilante's show up. Some of them started talking to each other but he ignored everyone and didn't say a word. He just wanted to get this over with so he can go back to scum killing. This Green Skull wherever he was he was sure taking his sweet time in getting here. Then the Green Skull finally decided to show up as Tyler leaned down, with his right hand underneath his chin and watched him speak with the rest to the rest of the vigilante's in the factory as his speech got more and more heated. Tyler was left stunned after hearing that the Green Skull wants to create some kind of crime fighting team. After he watched Green Skull talk to The Ghost and calming him down Tyler rised up and with slow steps began heading towards G.S. "Hey, no offense but are you insane? Look around you, man! There aren't two people here that are alike. We are all different in both the way we act and think. What you are trying to build here is a foundation for disaster that one day will crumble down on all of us. I mean... in case you haven't noticed, this is not some action movie or some cheap ass comic book, where the good guys always win and the bad guys get their asses kicked. This is real life and things are hard enough for us as it is." Said Tyler, extremely critical about this whole situation.
Can't believe what I just did. I was 90% done with my character and when I was trying to open a new tab on my browser to search for something I accidentally closed this page and lost everything I just wrote. Now I gotta redo my character all over again. Aaaargh! I feel like kicking myself! :(
But I won't rewrite my character now. I'm too pissed off. I'll start working again later. I just wanted to let you know that it's gonna take a little longer for me to post my character, but i'm still here.
But I won't rewrite my character now. I'm too pissed off. I'll start working again later. I just wanted to let you know that it's gonna take a little longer for me to post my character, but i'm still here.
Tyler was at his shop as he watched his guys leave. "Hey man you're coming at the races tonight?" He was asked by Daryl, one of his crewmates. Tyler looked at him from underneath the hood of a Buick. "No! I have some business to attend to. And before you ask what business, you can forget about it. It's personal." Said Tyler as turned his view to the engine he was working at. "Well, see ya tomorow then!" Said Daryl as he together with the other 2 crewmates left the car shop, getting in their cars and leaving the place. Tyler looked at the entrance to the shop as he closed down the hood of the Buick and went over to the car shop's entrance, closing it.
Once he did that, Tyler went straight to the basement and turned on the lights. Then he took off his clothes and started equipping his outfit and equipment piece by piece. Once he was finished Tyler got out of the basement and closed down the shop for the night and got inside one of the cars parked just outside of the shop. An all black 1970 Plymouth Cuda 426 Hemi. Mean looking car, very fast, powerful and especially noisy. Tyler knew the adress. His grandfather used to work at that factory, before it was shut down. As he was heading there Tyler kept thinking at what reason Green Skull possibly had to summon him there, but no matter how much he as thinking no ideas came to his head.
Upon arrival at the abandoned factory, Tyler parked his Cuda next to a red motorcycle. Then he realised that he asn't alone. "Hmm! It looks like everybody's favorite vigilante kept himself busy these past couple of days. I wonder who else is here and what he wants from all of us." Said Tyler as he opened the door and got inside.
Once he did that, Tyler went straight to the basement and turned on the lights. Then he took off his clothes and started equipping his outfit and equipment piece by piece. Once he was finished Tyler got out of the basement and closed down the shop for the night and got inside one of the cars parked just outside of the shop. An all black 1970 Plymouth Cuda 426 Hemi. Mean looking car, very fast, powerful and especially noisy. Tyler knew the adress. His grandfather used to work at that factory, before it was shut down. As he was heading there Tyler kept thinking at what reason Green Skull possibly had to summon him there, but no matter how much he as thinking no ideas came to his head.
Upon arrival at the abandoned factory, Tyler parked his Cuda next to a red motorcycle. Then he realised that he asn't alone. "Hmm! It looks like everybody's favorite vigilante kept himself busy these past couple of days. I wonder who else is here and what he wants from all of us." Said Tyler as he opened the door and got inside.
BrownBear said
Hey Sturm, i figured our characters could meet by me attempting to track you down, or I could do something completely different with this drug thing i got going right now and we could meet up another way
I've read your post and here's what I was thinking of doing. I'm gonna write a post soon and at the end of it my character will be there where you will go and meet that dealer. He will be somewhere in a car, waiting for the dealer to get his money from Marcus so that the dealer can give the money to Tyler directly afterwards, not knowing that you will show up instead of Marcus.
Bweoti said
Quick question....Where is Champion city in relation to the rest of the world? Has it taken over a current major city's place?
That's a good question. I was thinking of asking it too. Hope the GM answers.
This looks pretty interesting. I've been wanting to join a fantasy RP for some time now. Consider me interested. And i agree with Notorious's idea.
July 1945: Tyler Joe Pavoni sees the light of day for the first time in Empire City as the son of Sarah Pavoni, a dancer and Salvatore Pavoni, the consigliere for Don Antonelli, head of the Antonelli crime family. Tyler's father, predicts a bright future for his son in the family, while his mother didn't approve of her son becoming a gangster but it's not like she could do anything about it.
September 1966: A 21 year old Tyler is told that if he wants to have a bright career in the Antonelli crime family then he should start low, with assassinations. Tyler accepted, and was given given his first assignment for the family. To kill Mike Johnson, an investigative journalist for the Empire City Times newspaper who started sticking his nose where it didn't belong. Tyler made short work of the man. One morning he waited for him to come out of the building where he was living in. After he did that, Tyler started following the man discretely and once he had the opening he needed, he pulled out a Smith & Wesson revolver and shot the man two times in the chest and once in the head.
February 1967: Satisfied by the work of the son of his consigliere, Don Antonelli continued to use Tyler for various dirty jobs. On the 21st of February Tyler recieved his biggest job yet. Don Antonelli told him to kill the David DiNetto, a ruthless and arogant man. He was the underboss of the DiNetto crime family, who back then was at war with the Antonelli's. On the next day Tyler entered the same restaurant in which David was having lunch. Since the two families where at war, security for the underboss was tight, but they were all outside, in David's car. Tyler sat at a table close to David and ordered some soup. After finishing half of the soup bowl, Tyler put the spoon down and pulled out a double-barelled sawed off shotgun from the inside of his coat, pointing it at David and unloading both shells in him, one in his chest and the other in his face. After that he took advantage of the chaos that installed to get away safe as David's guards made their way inside, startled by the shootings. The death of their underboss was a heavy blow to the DiNetto's who agreed with the peace treaty that Don Antonelli proposed them.
May 1969: Tensions started to appear between Tyler's father and the underboss of the Antonelli's. By this time Tyler already became the family's favorite hitman, having killed no more then 12 people so far, all of them enemies of the Antonelli's or people that just didn't knew their place. He also earned the nickname Butcher because of the violent way that his victims ended.
June 1970: Tyler became the enforcer of the Antonelli crime family. Unfortunately his father, the consigliere, was still in conflict with the underboss, but they somehow managed to keep that away from the ears of the Don. Tyler found out and tried to put an end to their conflict but it was a waste of time. The hate between the two was just too big.
August 1971: Tensions between Tyler's father and the underboss reached a climax as Tyler's father, in an act of rage, killed the underboss. Don Antonelli was shocked by this enormous act of treason and killed the consigliere himself. After learning of this, Tyler's mother comitted suicide out of fear that she will be next. Knowing that he will suffer too for his father's act, Tyler decided to face the situation like a man. Don Antionelli decided not to kill Tyler or send him to prison for life, because of his good and faithful service over the years, but instead he took away his position as enforcer and forced him to leave Empire City, sending him to Sunset Strip with nothing but some clothes and 2000 $ and telling him that if he will ever come back he will be killed imidieatly.
December 1971: After beying banished to Sunset Strip by Don Antonelli Tyler didn't waste no time and continued his life of crime, since it was the fastest way to get out of the mud he was in. In his first four months that he spent here, Tyler did the dirty work of alot of people. He wasn't very proud of it but he was aware that if you wanna get high you gotta start low first. And like that wasn't bad enough he was also arrested and imprisoned for assault and battery on the 11th of December.
December 1974: Tyler was released from prison. During the time spent there he learned Jeet Kune Do, Bruce Lee's mixed martial arts style from his cellmate, an african-american by his name, Wesley Jameson with whom he became good friends with. The man also told him about a cuban drug lord called Alejandro Santoro, who is looking for dealers to sell drugs for him. He also told Tyler where he can find Santoro.
January 1975: It didn't take long for Tyler to earn Santoro's trust. After getting rid of some problems for him, Tyler earned the man's respect and Santoro accepted him as one of his dealers.
October 1975: By this time Tyler already became one of Santoro's best drug dealers. Although he was an expert in killing, not dealing, most of the drug money that Santoro was making was now coming from him. Slowly but surely, Tyler earned more and more influence within Santoro's ranks, as Tyler helped Santoro become the most powerful drug dealer in the city. At the same time, Tyler also started having dreams of power. He wanted everything that Alejandro Santoro had. The money, the mansion, the cars, the power, the connections, everything. And he was willing to do whatever for them.
January 1976: Tyler decides to make the first step in getting his hands on Santoro's empire. He killed Santoro's son. On January 23rd, Jesse Santoro was killed by a sniper from atop of a building. He was shot in the head and died instantly. The sniper was nonother then Tyler himself, disguised so he won't be recognised.
May 1976: Santoro's son has been dead for four months now. Santoro took his son's death really hard. Although he was a bastard, Santoro loved his son and dreamed that one day he would be master over all he has. Things were going exactly in the direction that Tyler wanted. The only person that could stop him from getting his hands on Santoro's drug empire was now dead and Santoro himself, aged 66, had a very bad health situation. Exactly on the last day of the month, the 31st of May, Alejandro Santoro was murdered after Tyler suffocated him with a pillow while he was sleeping. Of course nobody knows that especially since Santoro's health was bad anyway. Everybody thinks he died naturally. After that Tyler had no problem seizing power, since no one stood in his way, as for Santoro's henchmen, Tyler, a charismatic person by nature, had no problem getting them to follow him just as good as they followed the late Alejandro Santoro.
Present day, 1979: It's been eight years since Tyler Pavoni was banished from Empire City as a means of punishment for what his father, Don Antonelli's consigliere did. After getting his hands on the late Alejandro Santoro's empire three years ago, Tyler kept consolidating his power, becoming the most powerful and feared drug lord in Sunset Strip. He also released Wesley Jameson from prison and made him his partner, his 2nd in command. Besides that, the police dosen't dare to interfere in Tyler's business, mostly because many of them are crooked cops following Tyler's orders and recieving handsome money for that. The few honest cops in the city are too afraid for their families sake to do anything against him. While everything is going exactly in the direction that Tyler wanted, he never really forgot what Don Antonelli did to him. He thinks about that alot.
September 1966: A 21 year old Tyler is told that if he wants to have a bright career in the Antonelli crime family then he should start low, with assassinations. Tyler accepted, and was given given his first assignment for the family. To kill Mike Johnson, an investigative journalist for the Empire City Times newspaper who started sticking his nose where it didn't belong. Tyler made short work of the man. One morning he waited for him to come out of the building where he was living in. After he did that, Tyler started following the man discretely and once he had the opening he needed, he pulled out a Smith & Wesson revolver and shot the man two times in the chest and once in the head.
February 1967: Satisfied by the work of the son of his consigliere, Don Antonelli continued to use Tyler for various dirty jobs. On the 21st of February Tyler recieved his biggest job yet. Don Antonelli told him to kill the David DiNetto, a ruthless and arogant man. He was the underboss of the DiNetto crime family, who back then was at war with the Antonelli's. On the next day Tyler entered the same restaurant in which David was having lunch. Since the two families where at war, security for the underboss was tight, but they were all outside, in David's car. Tyler sat at a table close to David and ordered some soup. After finishing half of the soup bowl, Tyler put the spoon down and pulled out a double-barelled sawed off shotgun from the inside of his coat, pointing it at David and unloading both shells in him, one in his chest and the other in his face. After that he took advantage of the chaos that installed to get away safe as David's guards made their way inside, startled by the shootings. The death of their underboss was a heavy blow to the DiNetto's who agreed with the peace treaty that Don Antonelli proposed them.
May 1969: Tensions started to appear between Tyler's father and the underboss of the Antonelli's. By this time Tyler already became the family's favorite hitman, having killed no more then 12 people so far, all of them enemies of the Antonelli's or people that just didn't knew their place. He also earned the nickname Butcher because of the violent way that his victims ended.
June 1970: Tyler became the enforcer of the Antonelli crime family. Unfortunately his father, the consigliere, was still in conflict with the underboss, but they somehow managed to keep that away from the ears of the Don. Tyler found out and tried to put an end to their conflict but it was a waste of time. The hate between the two was just too big.
August 1971: Tensions between Tyler's father and the underboss reached a climax as Tyler's father, in an act of rage, killed the underboss. Don Antonelli was shocked by this enormous act of treason and killed the consigliere himself. After learning of this, Tyler's mother comitted suicide out of fear that she will be next. Knowing that he will suffer too for his father's act, Tyler decided to face the situation like a man. Don Antionelli decided not to kill Tyler or send him to prison for life, because of his good and faithful service over the years, but instead he took away his position as enforcer and forced him to leave Empire City, sending him to Sunset Strip with nothing but some clothes and 2000 $ and telling him that if he will ever come back he will be killed imidieatly.
December 1971: After beying banished to Sunset Strip by Don Antonelli Tyler didn't waste no time and continued his life of crime, since it was the fastest way to get out of the mud he was in. In his first four months that he spent here, Tyler did the dirty work of alot of people. He wasn't very proud of it but he was aware that if you wanna get high you gotta start low first. And like that wasn't bad enough he was also arrested and imprisoned for assault and battery on the 11th of December.
December 1974: Tyler was released from prison. During the time spent there he learned Jeet Kune Do, Bruce Lee's mixed martial arts style from his cellmate, an african-american by his name, Wesley Jameson with whom he became good friends with. The man also told him about a cuban drug lord called Alejandro Santoro, who is looking for dealers to sell drugs for him. He also told Tyler where he can find Santoro.
January 1975: It didn't take long for Tyler to earn Santoro's trust. After getting rid of some problems for him, Tyler earned the man's respect and Santoro accepted him as one of his dealers.
October 1975: By this time Tyler already became one of Santoro's best drug dealers. Although he was an expert in killing, not dealing, most of the drug money that Santoro was making was now coming from him. Slowly but surely, Tyler earned more and more influence within Santoro's ranks, as Tyler helped Santoro become the most powerful drug dealer in the city. At the same time, Tyler also started having dreams of power. He wanted everything that Alejandro Santoro had. The money, the mansion, the cars, the power, the connections, everything. And he was willing to do whatever for them.
January 1976: Tyler decides to make the first step in getting his hands on Santoro's empire. He killed Santoro's son. On January 23rd, Jesse Santoro was killed by a sniper from atop of a building. He was shot in the head and died instantly. The sniper was nonother then Tyler himself, disguised so he won't be recognised.
May 1976: Santoro's son has been dead for four months now. Santoro took his son's death really hard. Although he was a bastard, Santoro loved his son and dreamed that one day he would be master over all he has. Things were going exactly in the direction that Tyler wanted. The only person that could stop him from getting his hands on Santoro's drug empire was now dead and Santoro himself, aged 66, had a very bad health situation. Exactly on the last day of the month, the 31st of May, Alejandro Santoro was murdered after Tyler suffocated him with a pillow while he was sleeping. Of course nobody knows that especially since Santoro's health was bad anyway. Everybody thinks he died naturally. After that Tyler had no problem seizing power, since no one stood in his way, as for Santoro's henchmen, Tyler, a charismatic person by nature, had no problem getting them to follow him just as good as they followed the late Alejandro Santoro.
Present day, 1979: It's been eight years since Tyler Pavoni was banished from Empire City as a means of punishment for what his father, Don Antonelli's consigliere did. After getting his hands on the late Alejandro Santoro's empire three years ago, Tyler kept consolidating his power, becoming the most powerful and feared drug lord in Sunset Strip. He also released Wesley Jameson from prison and made him his partner, his 2nd in command. Besides that, the police dosen't dare to interfere in Tyler's business, mostly because many of them are crooked cops following Tyler's orders and recieving handsome money for that. The few honest cops in the city are too afraid for their families sake to do anything against him. While everything is going exactly in the direction that Tyler wanted, he never really forgot what Don Antonelli did to him. He thinks about that alot.
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