Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2016 20:27:24 GMT -5
Full name:
- Daxton Graves
Aliases:
- Graves
- Dax
Avatar photo:
Age:
- 29
Gender:
- Male
Appearance:
- Graves combs his hair up in a very slick back unique way... It's slick and greasey looking... His heavily tattooed body is lean muscle no fat... He has almost perma-stubble has his facial hair does not tend to grow very much past five o'clock shadow.... His eyes are dark and cold and he always seems to wear a look of distain on his handsome face... He has many tattoos, most holding some significance detailing his life before the outbreak, but the most noticable is the tattoo across his knuckles that reads "stay" "down"... Graves is usually wearing a pair of ripped up jeans and a jean vest jacket.... a jacket he's had since before the outbreak...
Occupation: (studies job before the outbreak):
-"Event staff" at rock'n roll concert venue called "The Blood Pitt"
- Current job in The Wasteland ( Enforcer, making sure no one tries to break Rhett's rules )
Hometown (city,state,country):
-Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Relationships (friends, relatives, etc....):
- Alice Graves ( Mother / Deaceased / Turned )
- Emily Graves ( Younger sister / Deceased )
- Chelsea Graves ( Youngest sister / Deceased )
- Ben Curtis ( Roomate / Deceased )
- Rhett Diggler ( Boss )
- Scab ( Friend ) Graves is the one and only person in The Wasteland who is kind to Scab...
- Troy ( Friend ) Troy is a mechanic in the wasteland.... (His name is Troy because of his overalls, no one knows his real name)
Weapons (currently in possesion):
- Switch blade
- Colt M16 Rifle with a smiley face crudely painted on the stock along with the words "See you in hell!"
- Lead pipe; kept on weapon rack found on the back bumper of Grave's car
- White "Flying V" Guitar covered in blood ( Melee weapon for bludgeoning; carried on back by guitar strap )
- Various torture tools; when needed ( car batteries, wrenches, welding tools from Rhett's garage etc.... )
Items ( backpacks, clothing, first aid kits etc.... ):
- Car (personal vehicle )
- Pack of cigerettes and lighter
- Key to house in The Wasteland.... ( Earned by killing a man who harmed a woman in The Wasteland.... Rhett rewarded Graves a key for his honorable act of violence..... Rhett's one rule in The Wasteland is no violence against women!)
- A few bottles of assorted liquors ( Kept in the fridge at his house )
- Baggie full of joints ( Recieved from Barrett Cole )
Inside the house....
- Couches
- A recliner
- An old flat screen tv and dvd player ( Complete with a huge dvd collection from previous owner )
- A drumset ( Left by previous owner )
- King size bed in bedroom
- Walkin closet with scavenged clothing; gathered piece by piece all of which fits graves personal style of punk rock apocalypse wastelander
- Assorted tools in garge where car is kept
- Generator in shed out back ( Gas to be scavenged and syphoned as needed )
Mode of transportation:
( Car outfitted in Rhett's Garage: Has a weapon rack on back bumper, Armor platting welded all over out of scrap metal, an escape hatch in rear windshield (for in case swarmed by the dead) spare tire on roof, bright floodlights on roof, foghorn on front of car for distractions and drawing attention)
List 3 good personality traits:
- Independent ( Doesn't rely on other's to keep him safe, even in a group he is the master of his own safety )
- Enthusiastic
- Honest ( Even to his enimies he is very honest about his intentions.... He will tell you he is going to kill you, and then he will )
List 3 bad personality traits:
- Bad temper
- Foul Mouthed
- Narrow minded
List 3 stregnths:
- Very strong hand to hand combatant ( In close quarters combat; Graves is a force to be reckoned with )
- Way with words: Grave's is not just thick headed muscle... He's intellegent and has a way of using his word to dictate a situation as much as his violence.
- Tatical mind: Graves can plan and anticipate what's going to happen... He always thinks ahead instead of what's happening in the moment... When he was working as even staff... He'd have to judge which concert goers were a little to drunk and were going to be a problem... It's force of habit at this point that he always just anticipates the problems ahead....
List 3 Flaws:
- Overly aggresive nature; makes him hard to get along with.
- Anti- Social by default
- Questionable loyalty ( Grave's loyalty to those he finds himself in a group with puts him on the outside... He often has a "me first" mentality
Describe your character's life before the outbreak?:
- Before the outbreak Daxton was just a guy... He enjoyed loud heavy metal music and found a job where he could put his love of violence and his love of music together and get a paycheck for it... He was event staff at a local venue for loud rock'n roll called The Blood Pitt. He often had to toss people out who were to intoxicated to responsibly be trusted to enjoy the concert without making asses of themself and ruining everyone else's good time so when Daxton tossed their asses he put a little extra mustard on it... He actually got arrested for assult; for being to rough with a drunk guy he was tossing out one night.... He was arrested, but charages were later dropped for unknown reasons..... Daxton lived alone in a tiny shithole, he had family a mom and two sisters both in high school... He wasn't much of a family guy though... More likely to send the occasional text to them rather than flat out visit... He was just a loner, he enjoyed his solitude, his music and every once in a while, sparking up a joint and getting high after a long day.
Describe what happened to your character on outbreak day?:
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! Fuck! Graves leaned up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He was fucking late! It was already seven. The show started an hour ago... Outside his window he heard a car alarm going off and the oh so familiar sound of police sirens... He lived in a bad neighborhood... Nothing new there... Graves looked to the floor and found a pair of jeans and slide them on. He grabed his work shirt and slid it over his head before looking for his keys and his phone... He found the phone on his nightstand.... What the fuck? 14 missed calls? He scrolled through the text message section and saw various paniced messages from his sister Emily.
Message recieved
Dax 911!
Message recieved
Where the fuck are you?!?!?
Message recieved
Pick up! moms dead!!!!!!!
Message recieved
Please dont be dead dax pick up!
That was the last message on his phone. Graves stood there staring at his phone unable to really comprehend what he just read...He felt like he was floating.. He felt himself moving around the apartment with no real control over his body... He stepped out into the living room.. The front door was wide open... His roomate was lying in a pool of blood... Was he dead too? WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING? HE HAD TO BE DREAMING STILL.... Slowly his roomate started to stand.... He lurched to his feet slowly and just as slowly turned around to face Daxton. His face was half gone. It looked like it had been chewed on. He shambled slowly towards Dax....
Dax: Back the fuck up Ben! BEN BACK THE FUCK UP! GOD DAMM IT!
Dax picked up an electric guitar and beat his roomate to death with it before dropping it and collapsing in the floor... The whole fucking world has gone crazy.... He heard screams outside through the open doorway and thought of his family... He had to know if they were okay... He grabbed the guitar in case he ran into more of those things; those things that his roomate had become and ran out the door... He ran all the way to his mother's house which was 3 blocks away! He arrived to find his mother and sister's dead... His mother was eating the corpses of his sisters....
Describe you life after the apocalypse?:
- Daxton's life has been a revolving door of violence and peace... Fighting for his life everyday for three years like everyone else who managed to make it this long... It's the eb and flow of a life of killing the dead and finding a moment to rebalance yourself, take stock of what your really fighting so hard to stay alive for.... Daxton could think of nothing he wanted to live for specifically... He didn't want to die but he had nothing that was prescious to him that drove him to live... He was just good at violence and making this crack and break and wilt beneath his powerful hands so he survived... He survived off of his sheer brutality and perceptive insightful nature... His ability to anticpate problems beforet hey arose..... Over the course of three years he's found himself in many groups, often times finding himself filling the role of the muscle or "The guy you don't wanna fuck with " in the groups that he landed in. He protected his own and did his role dutifuly as long as it didn't put himself at risk... He had a real selfish me before my fellow man attitude that didn't make him very popular; that and he was a rude aggressive asshole who was only being helpful when he was making stuff bleed that really needed a good bleeding.....Eventually he found himsefl kicked out of every group he's landed in....People not feeling safe around the loose cannon with anger issues and a love of hurting things... That was until he found the wasteland... He stumbled into Rhett's bar hearing the ruckus and music and decided the place was rough looking, but so was he so without missing a beat he sat down and ordered a drink... The cool intoxication slowly starting to take over his angry mind as he ordered drink after drink after drink... Rhett let him get quite a few drinks in before he stepped up, introduced himself and demanded payment for the beverages... Dax just wanted to make the memories and the anger go away... Numb himself to them so he could do more than just be the guy that made things bleed that really needed a good bleeding. Rhett had a room full of guys to beat a payment out of him if he didn't settle his bar tab, and Rhett offered him a choice... Work for him as his enforcer in the wasteland and that he could settle his tab... Though Rhett would always find another way to keep the tab growing instead of shrinking... Daxton is just looking for a way to get his life back from Rhett and find a way to leave the wasteland and life out his days trying to remember the faces of his mother and sisters....
- Daxton Graves
Aliases:
- Graves
- Dax
Avatar photo:
Age:
- 29
Gender:
- Male
Appearance:
- Graves combs his hair up in a very slick back unique way... It's slick and greasey looking... His heavily tattooed body is lean muscle no fat... He has almost perma-stubble has his facial hair does not tend to grow very much past five o'clock shadow.... His eyes are dark and cold and he always seems to wear a look of distain on his handsome face... He has many tattoos, most holding some significance detailing his life before the outbreak, but the most noticable is the tattoo across his knuckles that reads "stay" "down"... Graves is usually wearing a pair of ripped up jeans and a jean vest jacket.... a jacket he's had since before the outbreak...
Occupation: (studies job before the outbreak):
-"Event staff" at rock'n roll concert venue called "The Blood Pitt"
- Current job in The Wasteland ( Enforcer, making sure no one tries to break Rhett's rules )
Hometown (city,state,country):
-Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Relationships (friends, relatives, etc....):
- Alice Graves ( Mother / Deaceased / Turned )
- Emily Graves ( Younger sister / Deceased )
- Chelsea Graves ( Youngest sister / Deceased )
- Ben Curtis ( Roomate / Deceased )
- Rhett Diggler ( Boss )
- Scab ( Friend ) Graves is the one and only person in The Wasteland who is kind to Scab...
- Troy ( Friend ) Troy is a mechanic in the wasteland.... (His name is Troy because of his overalls, no one knows his real name)
Weapons (currently in possesion):
- Switch blade
- Colt M16 Rifle with a smiley face crudely painted on the stock along with the words "See you in hell!"
- Lead pipe; kept on weapon rack found on the back bumper of Grave's car
- White "Flying V" Guitar covered in blood ( Melee weapon for bludgeoning; carried on back by guitar strap )
- Various torture tools; when needed ( car batteries, wrenches, welding tools from Rhett's garage etc.... )
Items ( backpacks, clothing, first aid kits etc.... ):
- Car (personal vehicle )
- Pack of cigerettes and lighter
- Key to house in The Wasteland.... ( Earned by killing a man who harmed a woman in The Wasteland.... Rhett rewarded Graves a key for his honorable act of violence..... Rhett's one rule in The Wasteland is no violence against women!)
- A few bottles of assorted liquors ( Kept in the fridge at his house )
- Baggie full of joints ( Recieved from Barrett Cole )
Inside the house....
- Couches
- A recliner
- An old flat screen tv and dvd player ( Complete with a huge dvd collection from previous owner )
- A drumset ( Left by previous owner )
- King size bed in bedroom
- Walkin closet with scavenged clothing; gathered piece by piece all of which fits graves personal style of punk rock apocalypse wastelander
- Assorted tools in garge where car is kept
- Generator in shed out back ( Gas to be scavenged and syphoned as needed )
Mode of transportation:
( Car outfitted in Rhett's Garage: Has a weapon rack on back bumper, Armor platting welded all over out of scrap metal, an escape hatch in rear windshield (for in case swarmed by the dead) spare tire on roof, bright floodlights on roof, foghorn on front of car for distractions and drawing attention)
List 3 good personality traits:
- Independent ( Doesn't rely on other's to keep him safe, even in a group he is the master of his own safety )
- Enthusiastic
- Honest ( Even to his enimies he is very honest about his intentions.... He will tell you he is going to kill you, and then he will )
List 3 bad personality traits:
- Bad temper
- Foul Mouthed
- Narrow minded
List 3 stregnths:
- Very strong hand to hand combatant ( In close quarters combat; Graves is a force to be reckoned with )
- Way with words: Grave's is not just thick headed muscle... He's intellegent and has a way of using his word to dictate a situation as much as his violence.
- Tatical mind: Graves can plan and anticipate what's going to happen... He always thinks ahead instead of what's happening in the moment... When he was working as even staff... He'd have to judge which concert goers were a little to drunk and were going to be a problem... It's force of habit at this point that he always just anticipates the problems ahead....
List 3 Flaws:
- Overly aggresive nature; makes him hard to get along with.
- Anti- Social by default
- Questionable loyalty ( Grave's loyalty to those he finds himself in a group with puts him on the outside... He often has a "me first" mentality
Describe your character's life before the outbreak?:
- Before the outbreak Daxton was just a guy... He enjoyed loud heavy metal music and found a job where he could put his love of violence and his love of music together and get a paycheck for it... He was event staff at a local venue for loud rock'n roll called The Blood Pitt. He often had to toss people out who were to intoxicated to responsibly be trusted to enjoy the concert without making asses of themself and ruining everyone else's good time so when Daxton tossed their asses he put a little extra mustard on it... He actually got arrested for assult; for being to rough with a drunk guy he was tossing out one night.... He was arrested, but charages were later dropped for unknown reasons..... Daxton lived alone in a tiny shithole, he had family a mom and two sisters both in high school... He wasn't much of a family guy though... More likely to send the occasional text to them rather than flat out visit... He was just a loner, he enjoyed his solitude, his music and every once in a while, sparking up a joint and getting high after a long day.
Describe what happened to your character on outbreak day?:
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! Fuck! Graves leaned up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He was fucking late! It was already seven. The show started an hour ago... Outside his window he heard a car alarm going off and the oh so familiar sound of police sirens... He lived in a bad neighborhood... Nothing new there... Graves looked to the floor and found a pair of jeans and slide them on. He grabed his work shirt and slid it over his head before looking for his keys and his phone... He found the phone on his nightstand.... What the fuck? 14 missed calls? He scrolled through the text message section and saw various paniced messages from his sister Emily.
Message recieved
Dax 911!
Message recieved
Where the fuck are you?!?!?
Message recieved
Pick up! moms dead!!!!!!!
Message recieved
Please dont be dead dax pick up!
That was the last message on his phone. Graves stood there staring at his phone unable to really comprehend what he just read...He felt like he was floating.. He felt himself moving around the apartment with no real control over his body... He stepped out into the living room.. The front door was wide open... His roomate was lying in a pool of blood... Was he dead too? WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING? HE HAD TO BE DREAMING STILL.... Slowly his roomate started to stand.... He lurched to his feet slowly and just as slowly turned around to face Daxton. His face was half gone. It looked like it had been chewed on. He shambled slowly towards Dax....
Dax: Back the fuck up Ben! BEN BACK THE FUCK UP! GOD DAMM IT!
Dax picked up an electric guitar and beat his roomate to death with it before dropping it and collapsing in the floor... The whole fucking world has gone crazy.... He heard screams outside through the open doorway and thought of his family... He had to know if they were okay... He grabbed the guitar in case he ran into more of those things; those things that his roomate had become and ran out the door... He ran all the way to his mother's house which was 3 blocks away! He arrived to find his mother and sister's dead... His mother was eating the corpses of his sisters....
Describe you life after the apocalypse?:
- Daxton's life has been a revolving door of violence and peace... Fighting for his life everyday for three years like everyone else who managed to make it this long... It's the eb and flow of a life of killing the dead and finding a moment to rebalance yourself, take stock of what your really fighting so hard to stay alive for.... Daxton could think of nothing he wanted to live for specifically... He didn't want to die but he had nothing that was prescious to him that drove him to live... He was just good at violence and making this crack and break and wilt beneath his powerful hands so he survived... He survived off of his sheer brutality and perceptive insightful nature... His ability to anticpate problems beforet hey arose..... Over the course of three years he's found himself in many groups, often times finding himself filling the role of the muscle or "The guy you don't wanna fuck with " in the groups that he landed in. He protected his own and did his role dutifuly as long as it didn't put himself at risk... He had a real selfish me before my fellow man attitude that didn't make him very popular; that and he was a rude aggressive asshole who was only being helpful when he was making stuff bleed that really needed a good bleeding.....Eventually he found himsefl kicked out of every group he's landed in....People not feeling safe around the loose cannon with anger issues and a love of hurting things... That was until he found the wasteland... He stumbled into Rhett's bar hearing the ruckus and music and decided the place was rough looking, but so was he so without missing a beat he sat down and ordered a drink... The cool intoxication slowly starting to take over his angry mind as he ordered drink after drink after drink... Rhett let him get quite a few drinks in before he stepped up, introduced himself and demanded payment for the beverages... Dax just wanted to make the memories and the anger go away... Numb himself to them so he could do more than just be the guy that made things bleed that really needed a good bleeding. Rhett had a room full of guys to beat a payment out of him if he didn't settle his bar tab, and Rhett offered him a choice... Work for him as his enforcer in the wasteland and that he could settle his tab... Though Rhett would always find another way to keep the tab growing instead of shrinking... Daxton is just looking for a way to get his life back from Rhett and find a way to leave the wasteland and life out his days trying to remember the faces of his mother and sisters....