Post by Shark on Feb 18, 2010 18:48:13 GMT -6
Character Name: Leon "Shark" McLeod (Pronounced McCloud)
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Edinburgh, Scotland
Physical Appearance (Photo or description): Guy in the middle of the sig.
Good or Evil: Good
Strengths: A good brawler with strong survival instincts
Weaknesses: Heavy smoking has slowly affected his cardio over the years. He can run a fair distance but nothing marathon distance.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Mossberg 500 Tactical Shotgun
Personality: Nuttier than a fruitcake and bat-shit crazy to boot. Shark's personality has been described from "Eccentric" to "Psychotic".
History: Shark grew up with general comfort. The schools weren't top notch but if you put in the work, they put in the work for you. However, even from a young age, Shark knew he wasn't the kind of man to go through the daily grind. Even so, he knew he'd need some kind of back up plan. So, he reluctantly studied his ass off, getting an HND in computer programming.
Luckily, with all the student funding he had, he could afford a holiday. He decided to mix this with his love it chopper motorcycles and left on a road trip, doing odd jobs as he traveled around Europe and the US. It was during this time that he started to finally enjoy himself, pursuing everything he could to satisfy the craving for adrenaline he had. He tried everything from the usual things like Skydiving and Base jumping to the extremes like bare knuckle boxing to swimming with sharks (Where he picked up his nickname) and snake fighting.
One day he was traveling around California and he happened to stumble into a motorcycle bar. Needless to say, it was a private party and Shark wasn't all too welcome. After getting into a fight with several of the fat slob bikers and a drinking contest with some others he appeared to gain some respect. He was invited to ride with them as they headed across the state and he gladly accepted.
He stuck with them for a few months and, eventually, was allowed into their real business. Extortion, intimidation, Narcotics. You name it, this gang had their finger in it. Shark loved the freedom of it and stuck with it. The men he rode with became more than friends. They were his brothers. His trust was misplaced, however, as he would soon find out.
One day, Shark was relaxing at his apartment when the police smashed down his door and took him into custody. It turns out that the gang was on the road to being destroyed on a drug distribution ring and the crew decided it was to be Shark who took the fall. Luckily, Shark had a feeling this day would come and he made sure he was prepared. He got the best lawyer he could with the money he saved and he was eventually cleared of all charges.
Currently, Shark is hunting down the men who betrayed him, a thirst for blood in his eyes and his body demanding vengeance. The first step to retribution was to begin in Willamette, Colorado. He found that his former wingman on shakedowns had moved to Willamette. Shark checked into a hotel and settled down for the night, waking up the next day to hell on earth. Revenge would have to wait. Survival is all that remains on Sharks mind now
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Willamette hotel
Ever Roleplayed before?: Derp?
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Edinburgh, Scotland
Physical Appearance (Photo or description): Guy in the middle of the sig.
Good or Evil: Good
Strengths: A good brawler with strong survival instincts
Weaknesses: Heavy smoking has slowly affected his cardio over the years. He can run a fair distance but nothing marathon distance.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Mossberg 500 Tactical Shotgun
Personality: Nuttier than a fruitcake and bat-shit crazy to boot. Shark's personality has been described from "Eccentric" to "Psychotic".
History: Shark grew up with general comfort. The schools weren't top notch but if you put in the work, they put in the work for you. However, even from a young age, Shark knew he wasn't the kind of man to go through the daily grind. Even so, he knew he'd need some kind of back up plan. So, he reluctantly studied his ass off, getting an HND in computer programming.
Luckily, with all the student funding he had, he could afford a holiday. He decided to mix this with his love it chopper motorcycles and left on a road trip, doing odd jobs as he traveled around Europe and the US. It was during this time that he started to finally enjoy himself, pursuing everything he could to satisfy the craving for adrenaline he had. He tried everything from the usual things like Skydiving and Base jumping to the extremes like bare knuckle boxing to swimming with sharks (Where he picked up his nickname) and snake fighting.
One day he was traveling around California and he happened to stumble into a motorcycle bar. Needless to say, it was a private party and Shark wasn't all too welcome. After getting into a fight with several of the fat slob bikers and a drinking contest with some others he appeared to gain some respect. He was invited to ride with them as they headed across the state and he gladly accepted.
He stuck with them for a few months and, eventually, was allowed into their real business. Extortion, intimidation, Narcotics. You name it, this gang had their finger in it. Shark loved the freedom of it and stuck with it. The men he rode with became more than friends. They were his brothers. His trust was misplaced, however, as he would soon find out.
One day, Shark was relaxing at his apartment when the police smashed down his door and took him into custody. It turns out that the gang was on the road to being destroyed on a drug distribution ring and the crew decided it was to be Shark who took the fall. Luckily, Shark had a feeling this day would come and he made sure he was prepared. He got the best lawyer he could with the money he saved and he was eventually cleared of all charges.
Currently, Shark is hunting down the men who betrayed him, a thirst for blood in his eyes and his body demanding vengeance. The first step to retribution was to begin in Willamette, Colorado. He found that his former wingman on shakedowns had moved to Willamette. Shark checked into a hotel and settled down for the night, waking up the next day to hell on earth. Revenge would have to wait. Survival is all that remains on Sharks mind now
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Willamette hotel
Ever Roleplayed before?: Derp?