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Character Name
James Chiffon
I Agree
Yes
Has this character appeared in a previous lore?
No
Age
24
Blood Type
A-
Personality
James is a burnt out nihilist in his early 20s. A college dropout and general ne'er-do-well, he spends his time ripping bong, chugging miller high life, and attempting to flirt. Quick witted despite his lack of motivation, he enjoys bickering and generally comes off as snide or derisive towards other people and their interests. This stems from a deep dissatisfaction with himself and his life choices. Despite his exterior he has a soft spot for children and animals, reverting to a ridiculous baby voice when exposed to either. Brooding and introspective, he harshly judges the world around him through the lenses of a young man who thinks he knows just about everything there is to know. His interests include working on motorcycles and cars (when he isn't stoned), sitting in bars looking brooding, and wearing all black. He's a bit of a slob and has a hard time living with other people due to his argumentative nature and lackadaisical attitude.
Character Motivations
James is looking for a good time. His list of goals include eating breakfast, eating lunch, smoking a cigarette and then eating dinner. After that he absolutely must score some beer, and then he can worry about tomorrow. If he can get laid it's a bonus. A fistfight might be alright too, so long as there's babes watching.
Physical Appearance
James stands a lanky 5' 10", weighing a mere 150 pounds. Despite insisting that he is a "young man" he can't grow much more then a wispy beard, which he is very proud of. His mustache looks like dirt on his upper lip. His hair is cut short, just beyond a buzz cut and his dyed black. James' eyes are a muddy green, not unlike looking into a murky forest pool loaded with algae. One of his front canine teeth is broken almost to the gum, a quality which he believes makes him look roguish and daring. The other teeth are yellowed due to his poor hygiene and cigarette habit. The youths skin is pale and usually sunburned due to time spent lounging around outside. Sunblock, after all, is for dorks. And James Chiffon is the definition of cool. No matter what Trent said in freshman year, fuck you Trent.
His wardrobe is mostly greys and blacks with band T-shirts thrown in here and there. Every pair of jeans is ripped. If he buys new jeans, he will rip them immediately and insist they ripped on their own while he was riding his moped, or skateboarding, or some other activity which he views as suitably badass.
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Mechanical Occupation
Unemployed
In-Character Occupation
Sometimes mechanic, sometimes sells weed, usually just hangs out and bums cigarettes
Biography
James was born in Kentucky, raised in Kentucky, and believes he will die in the same small town in Kentucky. A country boy through and through, his father Alan Chiffon raised him on a steady diet of dirtbike riding and mild child abuse. James' mother passed when he was three, so he was told. Maybe she fled to get away from his dad's drinking. He's not too sure, and frankly where he's at now is probably her fault. That's what his dad says after his fourth Budweiser, anyway.
In school, James was an average student. He flew under the radar and stayed out of trouble for the most part due to his uncanny ability to bullshit. Lies flowed from his tongue like water off a duck's back, and teachers didn't want to waste the time untangling the tall tales of some trailer park kid. He didn't have many friends, and had a hard time relating to his peers, preferring to pick fights and bully the other children. This pattern continued in his teenage years, his father began working as a bartender and James was allowed to pop down to the local saloon for a drink any time he wanted. As Alan put it, beer was an american tradition, and there was nothin' in life more important then being a patriot. You can beat your wife and kid as long as you're a patriot, after all.
Following this advice, James attempted to study politics. He was gonna bring the attention of the world to the sleepy midwest towns that the nation had forgotten. He was gonna be great, to make something of himself and his broken family. He set out for Kentucky State University, which he attended with mediocre grades for a year or two before he got caught driving his moped around campus piss drunk and naked at 1am. Dad woulda been proud, he thought.
Dad was not proud. James was kicked out of school, and when he got home he got the shit kicked right out of him. Thrown out of his fathers house, he decided to start working part time as a mechanic, since he knew a little about fixing bikes. This skill transferred to cars, but after losing his chance at an education James was demotivated and prone to skipping work, sitting at home with a case of bear and a bong. Thoughts that he might follow in his fathers footsteps plagued him constantly, the old man's presence looming in the back of his mind no matter where he went.
That is, until life changed. The outbreak tore his little town apart. James went to his father's trailer, hoping to reconcile with the man in the end times. He found the man's body moldering away in his rocking chair, face torn away from its skull with a shotgun blast. A suicide. Who knows how long he'd been sitting there. 10 days? Was he going to turn? Or had he taken his life in the grip of alcoholism months before? James didn't know, and didn't care. He vomited twice and fled the house, into the night with the last remnants of his youth and innocence left behind in that darkened mobile home.
Would you like your character to start with any items?
Hammer, Screwdriver, Crowbar, Axe, Lighter, Pack of Cigarettes.
Would you like to opt-out of randomized starting groups?
Yes
Is your character a member of a group application?
No
Group Members
James Chiffon
I Agree
Yes
Has this character appeared in a previous lore?
No
Age
24
Blood Type
A-
Personality
James is a burnt out nihilist in his early 20s. A college dropout and general ne'er-do-well, he spends his time ripping bong, chugging miller high life, and attempting to flirt. Quick witted despite his lack of motivation, he enjoys bickering and generally comes off as snide or derisive towards other people and their interests. This stems from a deep dissatisfaction with himself and his life choices. Despite his exterior he has a soft spot for children and animals, reverting to a ridiculous baby voice when exposed to either. Brooding and introspective, he harshly judges the world around him through the lenses of a young man who thinks he knows just about everything there is to know. His interests include working on motorcycles and cars (when he isn't stoned), sitting in bars looking brooding, and wearing all black. He's a bit of a slob and has a hard time living with other people due to his argumentative nature and lackadaisical attitude.
Character Motivations
James is looking for a good time. His list of goals include eating breakfast, eating lunch, smoking a cigarette and then eating dinner. After that he absolutely must score some beer, and then he can worry about tomorrow. If he can get laid it's a bonus. A fistfight might be alright too, so long as there's babes watching.
Physical Appearance
James stands a lanky 5' 10", weighing a mere 150 pounds. Despite insisting that he is a "young man" he can't grow much more then a wispy beard, which he is very proud of. His mustache looks like dirt on his upper lip. His hair is cut short, just beyond a buzz cut and his dyed black. James' eyes are a muddy green, not unlike looking into a murky forest pool loaded with algae. One of his front canine teeth is broken almost to the gum, a quality which he believes makes him look roguish and daring. The other teeth are yellowed due to his poor hygiene and cigarette habit. The youths skin is pale and usually sunburned due to time spent lounging around outside. Sunblock, after all, is for dorks. And James Chiffon is the definition of cool. No matter what Trent said in freshman year, fuck you Trent.
His wardrobe is mostly greys and blacks with band T-shirts thrown in here and there. Every pair of jeans is ripped. If he buys new jeans, he will rip them immediately and insist they ripped on their own while he was riding his moped, or skateboarding, or some other activity which he views as suitably badass.
Character Image Link
Mechanical Occupation
Unemployed
In-Character Occupation
Sometimes mechanic, sometimes sells weed, usually just hangs out and bums cigarettes
Biography
James was born in Kentucky, raised in Kentucky, and believes he will die in the same small town in Kentucky. A country boy through and through, his father Alan Chiffon raised him on a steady diet of dirtbike riding and mild child abuse. James' mother passed when he was three, so he was told. Maybe she fled to get away from his dad's drinking. He's not too sure, and frankly where he's at now is probably her fault. That's what his dad says after his fourth Budweiser, anyway.
In school, James was an average student. He flew under the radar and stayed out of trouble for the most part due to his uncanny ability to bullshit. Lies flowed from his tongue like water off a duck's back, and teachers didn't want to waste the time untangling the tall tales of some trailer park kid. He didn't have many friends, and had a hard time relating to his peers, preferring to pick fights and bully the other children. This pattern continued in his teenage years, his father began working as a bartender and James was allowed to pop down to the local saloon for a drink any time he wanted. As Alan put it, beer was an american tradition, and there was nothin' in life more important then being a patriot. You can beat your wife and kid as long as you're a patriot, after all.
Following this advice, James attempted to study politics. He was gonna bring the attention of the world to the sleepy midwest towns that the nation had forgotten. He was gonna be great, to make something of himself and his broken family. He set out for Kentucky State University, which he attended with mediocre grades for a year or two before he got caught driving his moped around campus piss drunk and naked at 1am. Dad woulda been proud, he thought.
Dad was not proud. James was kicked out of school, and when he got home he got the shit kicked right out of him. Thrown out of his fathers house, he decided to start working part time as a mechanic, since he knew a little about fixing bikes. This skill transferred to cars, but after losing his chance at an education James was demotivated and prone to skipping work, sitting at home with a case of bear and a bong. Thoughts that he might follow in his fathers footsteps plagued him constantly, the old man's presence looming in the back of his mind no matter where he went.
That is, until life changed. The outbreak tore his little town apart. James went to his father's trailer, hoping to reconcile with the man in the end times. He found the man's body moldering away in his rocking chair, face torn away from its skull with a shotgun blast. A suicide. Who knows how long he'd been sitting there. 10 days? Was he going to turn? Or had he taken his life in the grip of alcoholism months before? James didn't know, and didn't care. He vomited twice and fled the house, into the night with the last remnants of his youth and innocence left behind in that darkened mobile home.
Would you like your character to start with any items?
Hammer, Screwdriver, Crowbar, Axe, Lighter, Pack of Cigarettes.
Would you like to opt-out of randomized starting groups?
Yes
Is your character a member of a group application?
No
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