Post by Tbone110 The Amurican Bastard on Mar 24, 2015 7:46:52 GMT -6
Character Name:Tom Reed
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Strickton, Texas
Physical Appearance (Photo or description):
Good, Evil, or Neutral: Gewd
Strengths: Skilled in hand to hand fighting due to a failed MMA career. A decent shot but could stand to improve. Good at talking down tense situations.
Weaknesses: Tom tends to sweat the small stuff and misses the big picture sometimes. This is what caused him to lose most of his matches in his fledgling MMA career. Has a bit of chronic hero syndrome that causes him to try and help other people even when it costs him big. Not very good at seeing the worst in people.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): M1911A1 Browning pistol, MMA gloves
Personality: Tom is actually quite under spoken despite his bulky frame. Actions speak louder than words to him, but that doesn't mean he's cold. He tends to warm up rather quickly once you get to know him, and people find he's very laid back when it comes to most subjects. Tom really doesn't like taking the lead when it comes to discussions either, he always left that to his more brazen friends and associates. Being the handsome bouncer of the local strip club has also left Tom rather popular with its girls, just don't try to abuse them or else he'll have to reveal what he's really capable of.
History: Life in Strickton was pretty tame as a young boy until he met his childhood friend Brett Pryce in kindergarten. Tom had an average home life, but he was prone to violence as a child for some inexplicable reason. The day he saw Bigfoot Bowman abusing Brett finally caused him to snap and knock her out with a baseball bat though, landing the two of them in juvenile hall for the next four years.
They'd been inseparable throughout grade school as well as getting into all sorts of illicit trouble. Tom had acted as the muscle to Brett's mouth, getting them out of trouble when the need arose. It was senior year though when Brett started falling in with the more heavy handed crowd, doling out drugs in the school. Too many tense arguments and an acceptance letter to a Dallas community college were what led to them cutting contact for nearly a decade. Tom thought he would be able to leave Brett behind and move onto something better, a direction that would keep him on the straight and narrow.
Sadly, life doesn't always work out as planned. Something Tom found out the hard way. Multitudes of debt and failing to break into any form of MMA organization caused him to call it quits and move back to his hometown. It had been an immensely humbling experience and changed his outlook on life. He hadn't been living back in Strickton for a month when Brett reared his frosted tips again. Brett had showed up and offered him a job at the club he owned. They'd sad down and talked for hours before coming to a gentleman's agreement.
Tom began working at The Sweet Cherry two years ago with a starting wage that he would've only dreamt of while training. The prospect of working at a strip club was a bit underwhelming at first, but he actually grew to enjoy it. It was easy money, and he proved popular with the girls. The only thing that made him a bit nervous was walking around armed, but Brett insisted on everyone carrying a handgun even if it wasn't loaded for show. As much as he hated to admit it, life was good with Brett for a while until the dead came knocking.
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Checking on Brett in his office.
How did you find our site?: Durp
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Strickton, Texas
Physical Appearance (Photo or description):
Good, Evil, or Neutral: Gewd
Strengths: Skilled in hand to hand fighting due to a failed MMA career. A decent shot but could stand to improve. Good at talking down tense situations.
Weaknesses: Tom tends to sweat the small stuff and misses the big picture sometimes. This is what caused him to lose most of his matches in his fledgling MMA career. Has a bit of chronic hero syndrome that causes him to try and help other people even when it costs him big. Not very good at seeing the worst in people.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): M1911A1 Browning pistol, MMA gloves
Personality: Tom is actually quite under spoken despite his bulky frame. Actions speak louder than words to him, but that doesn't mean he's cold. He tends to warm up rather quickly once you get to know him, and people find he's very laid back when it comes to most subjects. Tom really doesn't like taking the lead when it comes to discussions either, he always left that to his more brazen friends and associates. Being the handsome bouncer of the local strip club has also left Tom rather popular with its girls, just don't try to abuse them or else he'll have to reveal what he's really capable of.
History: Life in Strickton was pretty tame as a young boy until he met his childhood friend Brett Pryce in kindergarten. Tom had an average home life, but he was prone to violence as a child for some inexplicable reason. The day he saw Bigfoot Bowman abusing Brett finally caused him to snap and knock her out with a baseball bat though, landing the two of them in juvenile hall for the next four years.
They'd been inseparable throughout grade school as well as getting into all sorts of illicit trouble. Tom had acted as the muscle to Brett's mouth, getting them out of trouble when the need arose. It was senior year though when Brett started falling in with the more heavy handed crowd, doling out drugs in the school. Too many tense arguments and an acceptance letter to a Dallas community college were what led to them cutting contact for nearly a decade. Tom thought he would be able to leave Brett behind and move onto something better, a direction that would keep him on the straight and narrow.
Sadly, life doesn't always work out as planned. Something Tom found out the hard way. Multitudes of debt and failing to break into any form of MMA organization caused him to call it quits and move back to his hometown. It had been an immensely humbling experience and changed his outlook on life. He hadn't been living back in Strickton for a month when Brett reared his frosted tips again. Brett had showed up and offered him a job at the club he owned. They'd sad down and talked for hours before coming to a gentleman's agreement.
Tom began working at The Sweet Cherry two years ago with a starting wage that he would've only dreamt of while training. The prospect of working at a strip club was a bit underwhelming at first, but he actually grew to enjoy it. It was easy money, and he proved popular with the girls. The only thing that made him a bit nervous was walking around armed, but Brett insisted on everyone carrying a handgun even if it wasn't loaded for show. As much as he hated to admit it, life was good with Brett for a while until the dead came knocking.
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Checking on Brett in his office.
How did you find our site?: Durp