Name: Dennis Gibbens
Appearance: Flowing blonde hair that flows like Thor's mighty locks when he drives his motorcycle, a rugged square face, and scruffy beard that should probably be shaved off because it clashes with everything else. With a set of straight, narrow, yellow teeth that could only belong to a meth junkie like him. His eyes are blue, but who really cares, not like anyone gives a fuck what these faceless characters look like. Its all about personality and shit.
Profession: Unemployed
Clothes: Leather jacket with his crew emblem sewn on the back, a wallaby with fangs dripping with inky-black venom. He has ripped up, acid-wash jeans, leather biker boots with chains that could probably impale the thickest of skin. With a pair of leather brown biking gloves that look like they've seen several generations of use. And a black v-neck t-shirt underneath his getup.
Weapons/Tools: A chain, with a meat hook on the end. Deadly? Yes. Impractical? Yes. Scary as fuck? Yes, defiantly on that one.
Negative Traits: [Meth Addict] [Carefree] [Bullheaded (doesn't think before rushing headlong into shit)] [Not a furfan (not a big fan of muties)]
Positive Traits: [Professional Propane Chef] [Motorcyclist] [Fishermang (get it? Because of his weapon?)] [Optimistic (some would say foolishly so)]
Small Backstory: He was always a simple man, after somehow graduating from highschool he had one goal in mind, ride his grandfather's Triumph Bonneville all over the country. From East to West, and then back East again. Using what money he inherited after his father passed to get by. Shortly after leaving his hometown of Sumtor, South Carolina he joined up with a gang originally from Australia. When the Cataclysm hit we was on a ride North to transport a package of the new "product" to another gang. Now with his crew most likely dead and him currently smoking the "product", his only chance at living in this new world is probably with you guys.
[[Didn't know what to write, I want to participate. I've had a recent fascination with motorcylces, decided to do something akin to what The Grifter did only I won't be mind bogglingly useless.]]
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