Post by unit894 on Dec 9, 2013 17:41:02 GMT -5
Character Name:Hank Brawnley
Nickname(s):Buzz
Race:Human
Sex:Male
Age:35 (Born 21st January 2248)
Birthplace:The Port
Height:6"3"
Weight:200lbs
Eye Color:Blue
Hair Color:Brown
Hair Style:Shaggy
Facial Hair:Shaggy
Skin Color:Lightly tanned
Build:Muscled
Distinguishing Features:Scars all over arms
Profession:Scav raider
Skills:Firearms, Hand-to-hand, Melee-weapons
Training:None
Other Abilities:Looting
Apparel:black goggles, neck scarf, tatty green vest, large leather work gloves, 2 bandoleers of shotgun shells and spare ammo clips, black belt, dark green tatty military fatigue trousers, black boots
Weaponry:Assault Rifle (FO3), 10mm Submachine Gun, Sawn-Off Shotgun, Trench Knife
Other Equipment:Backpack (for looted stuff)
Affiliation:Scavs
Religious Belief:None
Sexual Preference:Straight
Relationship Status:Single
Personality:Gruff, grumpy, quite quiet
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Buzz grew up in The Port, scrapping with the other children as he grew up, and gaining quite a collection of scars. When he turned 18, he set out to make a name for himself, he got into doing some work with the Scavs, and eventually getting into their gang.
He learned how to use a gun as he fought with the Scavs, and gained a nice collection of firearms he keeps in the best condition he can.
The story of how he got his Assault Rifle is one told cheerfully around many Scav gangs. Buzz was apart of a raid, trashing and looting a small farm. He walked up to the door of the farmhouse and kicked it in, to find a Guard Conscript, holding a rifle, lord knows where he got it from. The boy was frantic and terrified, Buzz and him were just staring at each other for what seemed like hours. Buzz suddenly threw the dice, and lunged forwards. He grabbed the rifle and turned it on the Conscript, only to find the gun empty. He bashed the Conscripts head in with the stock and moved on. The other Scav's in his group know his rifle fondly as Ol' Empty.
He fought for the Scavs thousands of time, of course mostly against the Guards and the settlements they protect, but he also saw conflict during Mercer's attempted uprising.
He is generally bad tempered, and although rarely starts a fight, he is more than happy to end one. He has no extreme opinion about anything in particular, but thoroughly enjoys looting, burning, fighting, drinking and whoring.
