Name: Mark
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: This man has a very short buzzcut applied to his brown hair. His eyes are barely browner than black. He's of medium height, and somewhat muscular. He carries himself very loosely.
Clothing: He's wearing a black zippered hoodie with a pair of worn jeans and some hi-top sneakers.
Mask: Strips of cloth wrapped around his mouth and nose. It's combined with a pair of black, opaque snow goggles. They're cracked on the right side. [No flinching, no pain]
Apartment: Located in a run-down apartment complex, Mark's apartment is messy and not well cared for. Its carpet was likely white at some point, but is now a yellowish color with stains everywhere. A lopsided and torn sofa sits in front of a broken coffee table all facing a barely functional tube television. His kitchen is probably the cleanest part, because he never uses it. The stove is gas powered and rusty, the microwave is covered in grease, and the ancient refrigerator has a rope tied to the broken piece of handle left. His bedroom has walls covered in various posters and stains, and his bed is nothing but a mattress and a pile of old clothes. His bathroom is covered in soap scum and dirt. The old sink is cracked, the toilet is barely functional, and the ratty old shower curtain is half torn off the rod. The bathroom mirror is half shattered and pieces of it still litter the floor. Littered throughout the apartment are bits of cigarette butts and other drug paraphernalia.
Traits: [Smoker. Weed, tobacco, meth, if you name it, he smokes it] [Well Connected (No gangs, just junkies and crooks.)] [Strong Arms]
Skills: [Blunt weapons] [Bare-knuckle Brawling] [High-Speed Vehicle Control]
Color: [#FFE270] "Don't worry about it, I know a guy. Just get out of here."