Tommy

The Killer Full Name: Thomas Brooker Birthdate: October 29th, 1996 Apparent Age: Twentyish Hometown: Sachs Harbor, Canada Occupation: 7-11 Clerk Demeanor: Drifter Tradition: Euthanatos Faction: Pomegranite-Deme 200px 200px Nothing Is Okay xxxxxThomas is a quiet, lonely man. He works night shifts at 7-11 usually, but he can sometimes be found working other shifts. He isn't a local, that's for sure. His accent is clearly Canadian (Western Territories) for those who know what to look for. While he is shy and more then a little odd, he doesn't quite come off as a creeper. He manages to just come off as a bit awkward, and more then a little depressed. xxxxxWhatever his story is, he is more then he seems. He is very computer savvy, and he spends a lot of time on the internet. Specifically, he deals with something called the Deep (Or Dark) Web. On this cesspool of human existence, anything can be found. Everything from the hacker groups to hired killers to cannibals and serial killers...and worse. Sure, it can also be used for people within tyrannical countries to communicate with the outside world, and for good things. Sure. xxxxxHis eyes are always tired, and he smells of cheap cologne, lightly dabbed, and stale cigarettes and sometimes even cheap alcohol. He lives in a little apartment. He doesn't like talking about where he is from, and why he is here. He seems constantly tired, and worn down by the boot-heel of life. xxxxxTommy is a complicated man, and like all complicated people he has secrets. He has passions and fears, and oh so much guilt. He will not apologize for who he is or what he really does, however. Not one bit. xxxxxYour total comes to $17.50. Thank you for shopping at 7-11. Have a nice night. Songs She Wants Revenge - Written In Blood Blood red lips traced with a tongue they shine, Cut through a crowded room. A look can say a lot sometimes And so I take all my past attractions And project on you. Every disappointment and mistake, Some resentment from a one-night heartbreak. My head is spinning My hands go damp, But still I force an introduction And I ask you to dance. Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party I was struck by lightning Walkin' down the street I was hit by something last night in my sleep It's a dead man's party Who could ask for more Everybody's comin', leave your body at the door Leave your body and soul at the door Contacts The Awakened None - None. Mortals None - None The Others None - None Return To The Cycle Foci: Specialty Foci (-1 difficulty when used): Entropy: Bones Life: Blood Prime: Sex/Pleasure Correspondence: Bells and drums Mind: Eye contact Matter: Meditation Spirit: Funeral objects and properties of the dead Time: Mantras, songs, spoken word General Foci (No difficulty alteration): Bones, corpses, sacrifice, dancing, sex, Bells and drums, meditation, funeral objects and properties of the dead, weapons, eye contact Smoke And Screaming xxxxxThe cycle. All matter recycles, souls and organic matter especially. All things have a fate, which is tied to the very real existance of Karma. Some people are reedamble, and some must be put back into the cycle. All of these things combine into Tommy's Paradigm. He takes the numerous ideals of the Chakaravanti, and blends it with the Cthonic and Greek ideals of the Pomegranite-Deme to build his world view. ) A Dirty Mirror xxxxxStanding a rather solid 6'2", this youth is probably around twenty years old. He appears to be caucasion, but he has a hint of Greek or similar blood, as is evident in some of his features. His dark hair is a few inches on top, and shaven to nothing at the temple, growing slightly longer up the sides towards the top. He has dark eyes to match his hair, and there is a somewhat tired and worn look to them. xxxxxHe is handsome in his own way, and he has notably long eyelashes, making his eyes seem incredibly expressive. He has a hint of stubble, and a bit of a goatee just under his lower lip. Some call it a soul patch. xxxxxThe youth is well-built, with wide and muscled shoulders and thick, strong arms. He has a chiseled body, making it clear that he works out regularly and takes care of himself. He is dressed for the chillier weather of late Autumn heading into Prospect winter. Dark skinny jeans with heavy black boots, andd a faded dark 'Star Wars' shirt, with a black and grey flannel sometimes worn as well, under a black jacket. When it isn't worn the numerous tattoos running down his muscled arms can be seen, running all the way down to the backs of his hands. Various pop-pagan imagery, and symbols of skeletons and Halloween-related things, along with imagery linked to Greek mythology. xxxxxFinally, a pair of dark-rimmed glasses rest on his nose. ) Stories No pages meet these criteria.