Post by matlal on Aug 5, 2011 23:09:30 GMT -6
Character Name: Matlal John "Morphine" Rot
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Birthplace:Little town in Canada Some awesome place that Rai approves of.
Physical Appearance (Photo or description): Morphine is a stubby fellow with thick, curly black hair and pock marked skin. A constant five o'clock shadow haunts his face and the absurd tattoo "pain hrtz" runs across his knuckles. He usually wears plain, light wash jeans and black sweatshirt with a slick pair of doc martins.
Good or Evil (Pick one from the following: Lawful, Neutral, or Chaotic. Then pick one of the following: Good, Neutral, or Evil.): Neutral Neutral.
Strengths: This guy has a lot of brute strength. He can pummel his way through most anything. Though not overly smart, Morphine has good gut instincts. He can smell danger coming and sometimes, without using any common sense, he can find a way out of difficult situation.
Weaknesses: Morphine is not intelligent. At all. And he trusts people far too much. If you can gain his easily earned trust, you could convince him to jump off a bridge for no reason. He is also quite bad with projectiles of any kind. Terrible aim and a constant itchy trigger finger makes him the wrong person to put a gun into the hand's of unless you're desperate. Oh yeah, and he's terribly addicted to drugs and goes through withdrawal if he doesn't get his fix.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Blunt objects: bats, chairs, telephone books, ect... and Sharp objects: knives, shanks, broken metal fencing... ect.
Personality: A passive aggressive, Morph will seem like a nice, easy going guy. When it builds up in him though, he'll take it out on you through the little things in all the worst ways. needles in your bed, soap in your soup.. diarrhea ain't fun when you're running for your life, is it? When you're on his good side though, which is pretty easy, they guy will follow you around like a dog. Feed him, give him some love and he'd just about die for you.
History: Morphine was born and raised in a small Canadian community by his mum. When he was 18, he became an American citizen and moved to the US of A. After a couple minor run ins with the law, he was thrown in prison where, after dropping the soap, he was brutally raped and got the snot beat out of him. After minor brain damage, he was relocated to a safer prison and released into their general populace. There, he got his tattoo and joined a white supremacy gang who's lame title/slogan was Pain is Painful, So Kill the Jews, or PPSKJ. He did this not because he had anything against jews in particular, especially being part one himself, but he had a need to bluff his way through the rest of his sentence. After being released, he got a job as a humble janitor in a high school. Having no real life, and liking the few drugs he could get a hold of in prison, Morph soon became addicted to some bad jawn. Marijuana became heroine and ether and ecstasy and morphine. A bit too much morphine would keep him knocked out and out of commission for days on end, but as a janitor in a run down high school, that wasn't too much of a problem. Snagging cash from the kid's lockers was quite enough money to feed his growing hunger. Finding his fix has gotten a bit harder since the outbreak, though.
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Some senior high school in the US of A.
Ever Roleplayed before?: Yes indeedily do.
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Birthplace:
Physical Appearance (Photo or description): Morphine is a stubby fellow with thick, curly black hair and pock marked skin. A constant five o'clock shadow haunts his face and the absurd tattoo "pain hrtz" runs across his knuckles. He usually wears plain, light wash jeans and black sweatshirt with a slick pair of doc martins.
Good or Evil (Pick one from the following: Lawful, Neutral, or Chaotic. Then pick one of the following: Good, Neutral, or Evil.): Neutral Neutral.
Strengths: This guy has a lot of brute strength. He can pummel his way through most anything. Though not overly smart, Morphine has good gut instincts. He can smell danger coming and sometimes, without using any common sense, he can find a way out of difficult situation.
Weaknesses: Morphine is not intelligent. At all. And he trusts people far too much. If you can gain his easily earned trust, you could convince him to jump off a bridge for no reason. He is also quite bad with projectiles of any kind. Terrible aim and a constant itchy trigger finger makes him the wrong person to put a gun into the hand's of unless you're desperate. Oh yeah, and he's terribly addicted to drugs and goes through withdrawal if he doesn't get his fix.
Weapon Of Choice (Within reason): Blunt objects: bats, chairs, telephone books, ect... and Sharp objects: knives, shanks, broken metal fencing... ect.
Personality: A passive aggressive, Morph will seem like a nice, easy going guy. When it builds up in him though, he'll take it out on you through the little things in all the worst ways. needles in your bed, soap in your soup.. diarrhea ain't fun when you're running for your life, is it? When you're on his good side though, which is pretty easy, they guy will follow you around like a dog. Feed him, give him some love and he'd just about die for you.
History: Morphine was born and raised in a small Canadian community by his mum. When he was 18, he became an American citizen and moved to the US of A. After a couple minor run ins with the law, he was thrown in prison where, after dropping the soap, he was brutally raped and got the snot beat out of him. After minor brain damage, he was relocated to a safer prison and released into their general populace. There, he got his tattoo and joined a white supremacy gang who's lame title/slogan was Pain is Painful, So Kill the Jews, or PPSKJ. He did this not because he had anything against jews in particular, especially being part one himself, but he had a need to bluff his way through the rest of his sentence. After being released, he got a job as a humble janitor in a high school. Having no real life, and liking the few drugs he could get a hold of in prison, Morph soon became addicted to some bad jawn. Marijuana became heroine and ether and ecstasy and morphine. A bit too much morphine would keep him knocked out and out of commission for days on end, but as a janitor in a run down high school, that wasn't too much of a problem. Snagging cash from the kid's lockers was quite enough money to feed his growing hunger. Finding his fix has gotten a bit harder since the outbreak, though.
Location At Time Of Outbreak: Some senior high school in the US of A.
Ever Roleplayed before?: Yes indeedily do.