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Beauregard Bartons, AKA Bobo is an eccentric, enigmatic man. Though he's in his sixties, he seems like an awfully energetic, friendly guy... at first. Those who know him better would describe an emotionally unstable mess, hopping from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other at the drop of a hat, and then acting like it never happened in the first place. Just where he comes from is a secret he keeps close, but he seems to talk with a thick midwestern accent... when you can make out what he's saying through his raspy, Carton-a-day voice. He's rarely spotted without his small Chihuaha Lulu, an old, viscious looking thing with a fiery spirit.

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Normies - "It's weird. I envy you guys so much... n' yet, at the same time, I'd REALLY hate to be you guys in this crappy city. Yer' never gonna be able to do shit 'bout the nightmare world we're livin' in unless someone shows you the truth... n' I guess it's gonna have to be me. This Shroud's comin' down n' yer' gonna see the world for what it REALLY is."// "Bobo...ya know that's gonna go TERRIBLY, right? What are you, stupid? Come on, we got better things to worry about than these idiots. I don't know what the hell you see in them..."
Gone but Not Forgotten - "Y'poor, poor bastards. I wish I could tell all ya'll what I know without gettin' turned into some Bootlickers sword... but thems the breaks. Until then I'll show every damn one'a you the way out that I can."//"DO IT BOBO. They NEED you. They need to be shown how GREAT it is up here. And when they'll be their king. No. A GOD. ...And I'll be right here with you, through thick and thin... Buddy."
Shamblers - "Did...did I do the right thing?"//"Course ya did. Don't /EVER/ doubt that. Sure it's a little risky... maybe a little harder than being some wimpy Proctor, but you'll be fine. We're talkin' bout BOBO here. and I'll be RIGHT BESIDE YOU. ALWAYS.
Bloodsuckers - "I...dunno if throwin' in my lot with them was such a good idea no more. Some'a them are my kinda people. The rest are the worst kinda bootlicker I ever seen in my entire damn life, playin' 'CoUrT' and 'PrInCeS' like a snooty bunch'a goth kids playin' house. With a higher budget. Dark Ages ended a lifetime ago, Dracula. Get with the program or get the hell outta my country."//"Don't be so hard on them Bobo... they could be your friend... they have so much they can teach you. So many weapons in your arsenal that only a Vampire can provide... Are you really so different from them? Have some Sympathy, Bobo. Don't be such an asshole to people suffering just as much as you..."

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Floyd: A real goddamn honest to life Doomslayer. Trainin' you guys is about the only damn thing the Heirarchy EVER got right. Shame, though. Ya'd make one HELL of a Renegade. But...what the hell'r ya doin' up here? Y'seem like yer' in a tough spot...and I think ya need my help. Whether you LIKE it or NOT.// "Bobo...come on. When a FRIEND tells you to drop it, you drop it. Have some faith, he's not acting THAT weird... I think you're just worried he'll steal your thunder as the big shambler on the Block. Besides... you should HEAR some of the things his Shadow's been telling me about how he REALLY feels about you."

Sigvard: 'Nother Grimmie, eh? I dun' get how you got through a whole damn tour before ya realized that the Heirarchy is a bunch'a damn FASCISTS but I'm glad it finally hit ya eventually. Some'a us just have a better nose for spottin' evil, I guess. I can't hate ya for it, though. Now that I know that they got YOU too... bastards." // "OH WAAAAHHH, I was somebodies PET. Well BOO HOO, I think I MIGHT care if you weren't a goddamn LEGIONAIRRE. You signed up to be someone's pet again after all that, like you didn't learn NOTHING. How many of ours do you think he's led to the soulforges, Bobo? And you can just forgive that? Because you both bit the bucket in KINDA similar circumstances? Ugh...You're way too trusting, Bobo. You're lucky you've got me to tell you how it really is."

Beckett: Always seems to know jus' what to do. Always talkin' bout shit SO beyond me I can't even begin to understand it. Always there fer' us without askin' for a damn thing in return... jus' what's your angle? You jus' tryin' be some Gandalf for Ghosts, or somethin'? // "THAT SON OF A BITCH HURT ME. HE HURT ME REAL BAD BOBO. And you KEEP going BACK like you can't hear me SCREAMING in there. I...I thought we were friends, Bobo. Guess you just don't care... after everything I've done for you..."

Gus: Kickin' ass and takin' names. ...Just what the hell do you need a portrait for, though?// ...Yeah I was actually wondering that myself."

Moe: Gotta pretend I hate it, I'm a rocker at heart... but damn if that Sax ain't somethin' beautiful. // "PFFFT, a Sax, Bobo? I thought you were hardcore, but I guess you're just a Poser. Hehehehe...Jazz. Get real."

Lochlan: Who ARE you? WHAT are you? Why do ya stick yer' nose where it don't belong? Why do they COME to you for it? I... sure got some questions for you. // "Don't bother, Bobo. This guy seems like a weirdo. Never trust someone with an eyepatch. Just get the hell out while you still can. Before he hacks YOU up too. Bet he'd like to see what makes you tick..."

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A little more scarred than this these days.

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Name: Beauregard Bartons

Voice Acted By: Steve Blum

Age:Looks to be late sixties.

Height: 5'8

Body Type: Thin, Lean, but surprisingly muscular. The 'crackhead' build.

Race: Whiter than an Albino Snowman

Eye Color: Grey-Blue

Notable Features: Incredibly scarred. His skin looks like a cheap leather couch after a wolverine got done with it

Career: Careers are for Bootlickers

Concept: Con-Man

Demeanor: Rebel

Nature: Eccentric

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