Post by Mr. Ryan on Oct 12, 2012 4:51:41 GMT -5
Mr. Ryan
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Name:: Anthony Scott Reynolds
Nickname:: Mr. Ryan
Age and Date:: 28, September 24th
Orientation:: Grey Asexual
Gender:: Male
Known Relatives:: A dead Brother, somewhere in Chicago. No, Mr. Ryan didn't do it.
Hometown:: The New Vegas Strip
Perks::Terrifying PresenceMental Illnesses:: Well, he's a major megalomaniac. Like, it's ridiculous. He's a bit of a wreck with his histrionic disorder and the casual case of Narcolepsy here and there.
There's something about you that inflicts fear and terror into others that they can't quite put a finger on. With this perk, you can easily intimidate others, if they don't take a stand that is, into doing your bidding.
Mister Sandman
Bring me a dream! Make him the cutest----oh! Getting carried away there! We've all heard tales of people getting killed in their sleep and we all know it was murder. The question usually is, who done it? Why it was you silly! You have a chance of killing an NPC instantly in their sleep.
Eye Colour:: Dark Brown
Height:: 5'11"
Weight:: 139 lbs
Race:: Human
Flaws:: Mr. Ryan has a bit of a unique face. It's charming but not necessarily perfect. His nose is off, a bit small for his face and pointed, long.
His eyes and thin and a bit buggy at times, his irises shining like a beetle's carapace behind the thin folds of his lids. The guy has a bit of a longer brow and a bit of a recessed chin and weaker jaw, but he manages.
Best Feature:: Either his hair line or his body shape. Regarding his hair line, it's sharp and angular. Perfect for pulling back or growing out side burns. As for the body shape, he has a very nice frame, like a model's, and could probably pull off just about any look.
Description:: Anthony S. Reynolds is, if anything can describe him in a few words, a Blank Canvas. He's a younger fellow so he hasn't really experienced as much as the next guy. He's fit and intelligent to boot so he sort of avoids things like bullets and the like. He tries to keep himself looking pristine. In a sea of filth a diamond will always stand out if it's kept shining. At least, those are some words Ryan'd live by. What I've been trying to get across here, through convoluted expressions and vague, oh so vague, lackluster descriptions, is that Mr. Ryan is not battle worn. He sports no scars other than a few occasional cooking burns on his wrists and the cut from an 'exacto' knife here and there.
Something almost as pretty as he, is Ryan's clothes. When on The Strip or out amongst the people of well settled towns such as Goodsprings or Novac, Ryan will strip down to a well tailored suit. White jacket, pants and shoes. Notably, sterling white. In the pocket of the jacket, there's always his four aces pocket square, matching in color with the faded pink shirt beneath, always unbuttoned two down. Out in the Wastes or shoddier towns like Nipton, however, he'll wrap himself up in a large leather coat, lined with steel alloys to prevent the brunt of gun fire, and a big and long tan scarf, scarred and torn at the edges to resemble a mock fray.
As for the rest of him? Well, as was said, he's a blank canvas. And he's just dying to have somebody mar his pasty white track with their darker, bloodier piece of lead.
Likes:: Looking Nice In Public, Enemy Submission, Pre-Renaissance Art, A Loyal Right Hand and A Good Quality Cigarette.
Dislikes:: Pathetic Stubbornness, Sweet Foods, A Bad Analogy, The Color Yellow and Kids That Are Too Cool For School.
Advantages:: He only really has an attachment to a few close people; otherwise he's all about cruel efficiency in killing and what not. He's not easily drawn away from his purpose or his goal. He just isn't the side-quest type I suppose. Lastly, he's an excellent speaker and tactician so he'll always have something to back up what he says. Rarely is he incriminated by his own actions or words.
Drawbacks:: On the other side of the coin, Ryan is completely megalomanious. He's a bit messed up upstairs and has an innate ability to kill without any purpose other than to do so. He's always been a cold gentleman but this sort of takes the cake in cruelty.
Personality::
History::
Faction:: Raider
Rank:: Leader (of a small band, not the faction)
Rivals:: Well the first faction that really managed to grind Ryan's gears, a feat mind you, would have to be the Great Khans. Dirty bastards need some proper etiquette. That and a washcloth. There's always the NCR, a group of spineless soldiers there to be crushed in Ryan's eyes.
Allies:: Ryan has, since long ago, been in very good standing with the Brotherhood of Steel. He supports everything they do outside a few freedom bits and they promise that they'll do their best not to kill him and help him out whenever convenient. He has a similar allegiance with the Omertas and the White Gloves. The Chairmen have yet to bend as their morality seems a tad more vehement.
Celebrity Used:: Karl Urban
Lyrics Credit:: Survivalism by Nine Inch Nails.
Author's Notes:: Hrm, well.
Author's Name:: Sandy
Other Characters:: Lowell Dawson