Post by pandoraspet on Dec 7, 2012 17:01:05 GMT -5
OOC Name: PandorasPet
OOC Gender: Female
AV Link: i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii613/PandorasPet/Glove.jpg
IC Name: Darius Cutler (TRC)
Character Model: Gordon Ramsey
Age: 38
Sex: M
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 232
Weapons: Anything Sharp. Cross Bow.
Special Survival Skills: Knows how to wield knifes.
Quirks: Hates raiders does anything he can to rid this world of the filth. Knows how to cook a mean human roast. Collector of fine spices. Quiet but deadly, a bit on the crazy side. Loves to talk to what he cooks. Has a short fuse. Is not a cannibal
Short Biography: He was born in England and grew up there. Having gone to school and he found a love for cooking. He went to the best culinary school in England. He had moved from England when he was 23 to get a job in the United States. He and his sister came to the States to have a new start. Their parents having died when he was only 21 and his sister was 17. He was her guardian, and went wherever he went. They would move to Vegas, having getting a good job at one of the higher end restaurants there. He would grow as a cook and as man. moving through the ranks he would work his way up to having his own restaurant.
When the world went to hell he started freezing his dry good so they would stay good. Having found a huge tour bus with all the comforts of home. He would load up the bus with everything they would need. He had attached a trailer to the bus and loaded it with spices. Rare and expensive spices. They would start moving out of the city. Parking and living where they would stop for the night. It was his sister and him. They ran across a small group of survivors. The small group having, taken them hostage. They would rape and abuse his sister. Til one day they killed her. They used him as their own personal chef. If he would cook and keep them feed they would leave his sister alone. They didn’t and one night, he started to take out the group one at a time. Something had snapped inside of him. His first kill he had chopped up the man and started to cook him up. Feeding him to the others. He never ate the men he killed. The group would start to notice that the group was getting smaller. Til he was at the last one. He had gotten him and started with his feet and hands. Cooking him up one limb at a time. Feeding him to himself. He never used his personal spices on his human prey. His way of dealing with his sisters death.
He got in his bus and headed east. He would met up with group like these and dispose of each group the same way. One day he was with a group and an old man had joined them for the evening before moving on. That old man was Tobias. He sees Tobias on occasion and they keep tabs on raider groups around. He hasn’t seen Tobias in a few months and is on his way to see where he is at. As he was driving he would get a transmission talking about some place in Delaware. So he would head towards that place he would hear about. Hoping that it was a good group of people and not raiders. He speaks with that English accent.
OOC Gender: Female
AV Link: i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii613/PandorasPet/Glove.jpg
IC Name: Darius Cutler (TRC)
Character Model: Gordon Ramsey
Age: 38
Sex: M
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 232
Weapons: Anything Sharp. Cross Bow.
Special Survival Skills: Knows how to wield knifes.
Quirks: Hates raiders does anything he can to rid this world of the filth. Knows how to cook a mean human roast. Collector of fine spices. Quiet but deadly, a bit on the crazy side. Loves to talk to what he cooks. Has a short fuse. Is not a cannibal
Short Biography: He was born in England and grew up there. Having gone to school and he found a love for cooking. He went to the best culinary school in England. He had moved from England when he was 23 to get a job in the United States. He and his sister came to the States to have a new start. Their parents having died when he was only 21 and his sister was 17. He was her guardian, and went wherever he went. They would move to Vegas, having getting a good job at one of the higher end restaurants there. He would grow as a cook and as man. moving through the ranks he would work his way up to having his own restaurant.
When the world went to hell he started freezing his dry good so they would stay good. Having found a huge tour bus with all the comforts of home. He would load up the bus with everything they would need. He had attached a trailer to the bus and loaded it with spices. Rare and expensive spices. They would start moving out of the city. Parking and living where they would stop for the night. It was his sister and him. They ran across a small group of survivors. The small group having, taken them hostage. They would rape and abuse his sister. Til one day they killed her. They used him as their own personal chef. If he would cook and keep them feed they would leave his sister alone. They didn’t and one night, he started to take out the group one at a time. Something had snapped inside of him. His first kill he had chopped up the man and started to cook him up. Feeding him to the others. He never ate the men he killed. The group would start to notice that the group was getting smaller. Til he was at the last one. He had gotten him and started with his feet and hands. Cooking him up one limb at a time. Feeding him to himself. He never used his personal spices on his human prey. His way of dealing with his sisters death.
He got in his bus and headed east. He would met up with group like these and dispose of each group the same way. One day he was with a group and an old man had joined them for the evening before moving on. That old man was Tobias. He sees Tobias on occasion and they keep tabs on raider groups around. He hasn’t seen Tobias in a few months and is on his way to see where he is at. As he was driving he would get a transmission talking about some place in Delaware. So he would head towards that place he would hear about. Hoping that it was a good group of people and not raiders. He speaks with that English accent.
