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TACITUS | OUTLAWS | ALIVE{ Tacitus - XP Tracker | Coming Soon }

✖ B A S I C S:
. Name: Tacitus Nirav (Takitus Nee-ruhv)
. Age: 21
. Height: 5' 5"
. Build: Mesomorph
. Gender: Male

. Sexual Orientation: Straight
. Relationship Status: Single

. Primary Weapon: Pencil
. Secondary Weapons: Violin
. Items: Running Shoes

. Faction: Outlaw
. Rank: Member

✖ S T A T S:
. HP: [40] 100
. ATK: [20]
. DEF: [30] 80
. SPD: [30] 70

✖ P E R S O N A L I T Y:
{ conscientious | cooperative | observant | cautious | apathetic }

Concientious - Need a job done with no ifs, ands, or buts? Then Tac is your guy. No matter what the task may be, if it needs to be done, it will be done to the finest detail. If he is unable to complete a job he's set forth to do, likely he'll try and find someone who can help him with it, then owe them another job. But it's okay, he's up for the challenge.

Cooperative - Tac does what he's told and asked, even jump off a cliff if he had to. But it does have its limits, that being that he only accepts orders from those who he considered his elders or 'boss'. He does not take orders from strangers or by-passers. Though he will lend a hand if needed, and will still do small tasks here and there as long as he is not needed elsewhere by higher authority.

Observant - Not much gets past sharp eyes and ears. Regrettably this can be both good and bad, because when you know things you shouldn't, things can get nasty.

Cautious - Due to his past, Tac is very hesitant and weary around people, and unless directly asked, he avoids contact of all kinds. He'd much rather find a way to climb the mountain on his own then to take your helping hand.

Apathetic - Years of not caring have left him, well, not caring. He may come across as hollow and emotionless at times around those he does not feel very comfortable with. He's extremely guarded and with the life laid out for him, he's forced to loose a bit of emotion to complete the tasks at hand.

. Character Alignment: Lawful Evil, "Dominator"

. Strengths: Swift, Quick Thinking, Great at Climbing, Practices Defense
. Weaknesses: Weak, Lack of Ambition, Mute, Easily Manipulated

. Quirks: Gurgles when frustrated, left handed, sometimes runs away from conversations for no reason, makes an odd screech to startle people and escape situations
. Hobbies: Finding MP3 players, graffiti, Violin
. Skills: Could almost climb a flat wall if he had to, great at sneaking, can play violin

✖ H I S T O R Y:

PRE-OUTBREAK

Tacitus Nirav, it was a name that his mother once imagined may make it to common homes one day. His mother, a big dreamer who fantasized about becoming a famous musician, but who lived in a dirty apartment with no money, held nothing but outrageous fantasies for the boy. He was a bright shiny-eyes boy from the day he was born, open minded and quick learning. His father never saw to entertain such hopes and disregarded his son almost as if he did not exist. Both his parents, though not abusive, were dirty, idle, and had little respect among anyone in their town. They preferred get-rich quick ideas and didn't entertain the philosophy of 'work hard to get what you want'.

Mr. Nirav was a member of a small gang that swarmed the local streets and stole from local drug stores and wineries when they were to get the chance. Even though they classified themselves as an individual gang, they were under the power of a larger organization to which slowly began pressing down the thumb of time. As the months turned to years, and money which Mr. Nirav had borrowed, was demanded to be repaid. When it could not, and the threats began to become real, starting with the near death of his wife, Mr. Poe offered his son in exchange for his debts to be paid off. Though the relationships were sour, the gang's current leader accepted the offer knowing that Mr. Poe could not and would not be producing any other payments.

After receiving a then twelve year old Tacitus, who knew little about the real world and had hardly any skills other then being able to play the violin(thanks to his mother's insisting), they were stumped. Not knowing the best route to make use of him, they sold him to a larger gang organization who turned around and began teaching the boy the arts of thievery. Tac excelled in the art of silence and carefulness. He was limber enough that he could easily slip through windows, and agile enough he didn't get caught. However as his demands were increased, he began to question his moral standards and when asked to steal from an elderly lady he refused and back lashed against the boss he was currently serving under. As punishment, the ruthless man cut out his tongue, rendering his voice near useless.

As years passed around him, Tac learned to almost love his tasks and completed them with vigor. He never climbed the ranks, and only wished to be under the boss's control, never striving to be anything more. He became calloused over by what happened around him and very little effected him. Morals were all but feeling and cast away to the dust as he eagerly stepped into the line of fire. He learned to start writing his words in order to effectively communicate among other members and a weakness which was laughed at, became a norm among those who were around him. Soon enough he wasn't seen as a 'barter' and instead as a regular member among the gangs in which he would be apart of.

Tacitus switched groups several more times till landing a place among The Outlaws. Though he wasn't the scariest individual, he was quickly recognized for his eagerly accepting attitude and almost inability to refuse any task. He learned to listen to whoever switched ranks as 'boss' and followed the orders of this individual, which benefited in the way that others rarely messed with him knowing the big guy was in charge.

POST OUTBREAK

Tacitus was within a home when the outbreak had began, stealing an article of jewelry which the lady had been rumored to have. Upon being caught, to his great surprise, he did not at first realize how suspicious it was the way the woman moved or the look in her eyes. But he quickly caught onto the odd behavior of the lady and knowing something was wrong, he was able to escape with minor injuries from a broken window. Returning to those of his fellow gang members he picked up bits and pieces of what was happening around them.

The realization of this made him weary now of strangers outside of their gang. He secluded himself further into the control of others for safety sake and brushed up on his defense skills, as well as helped put together what they would need in order to survive among these drastic and new times. Often he was chosen to do runs out among the streets to gather supplies and other needs. In case of injuries he learned to tie extra bandages over the sleeves of his cloths. Finding speech important for once in his life, he also found a pack which he would keep a notepad and pencil in, just in case he were confronted by those unknown to him.

While his parents rarely crossed his mind over the years, the thought of them occurred to him one morning when he was out on a scavenge before the big outbreak was planned. Deciding to see what may have become of them, he traveled several hours to his once called home which he found abandoned and empty. Nothing but dirty furniture and a broken glass inside. He returned from his home, a piece of him wishing they had found a place to be safe, and another part of him knowing they were dead. Then another part, who just really didn't care anymore.

✖ C O M P A N I O N S:
. Name: Poe
. Breed: Eastern Grey Squirrel (Black Morph)
. Sex: Male
. Personality: Chattery, skittish, darty, likes shiny things.

. Name: Edgar Harley
. Breed: Coral Snake
. Sex: Female
. Personality: Quiet, likes hiding, shy.

Description

TACITUS | OUTLAWS | ALIVE{ Tacitus - XP Tracker | Coming Soon }

✖ B A S I C S:
. Name: Tacitus Nirav (Takitus Nee-ruhv)
. Age: 21
. Height: 5' 5"
. Build: Mesomorph
. Gender: Male

. Sexual Orientation: Straight
. Relationship Status: Single

. Primary Weapon: Pencil
. Secondary Weapons: Violin
. Items: Running Shoes

. Faction: Outlaw
. Rank: Member

✖ S T A T S:
. HP: [40] 100
. ATK: [20]
. DEF: [30] 80
. SPD: [30] 70

✖ P E R S O N A L I T Y:
{ conscientious | cooperative | observant | cautious | apathetic }

Concientious - Need a job done with no ifs, ands, or buts? Then Tac is your guy. No matter what the task may be, if it needs to be done, it will be done to the finest detail. If he is unable to complete a job he's set forth to do, likely he'll try and find someone who can help him with it, then owe them another job. But it's okay, he's up for the challenge.

Cooperative - Tac does what he's told and asked, even jump off a cliff if he had to. But it does have its limits, that being that he only accepts orders from those who he considered his elders or 'boss'. He does not take orders from strangers or by-passers. Though he will lend a hand if needed, and will still do small tasks here and there as long as he is not needed elsewhere by higher authority.

Observant - Not much gets past sharp eyes and ears. Regrettably this can be both good and bad, because when you know things you shouldn't, things can get nasty.

Cautious - Due to his past, Tac is very hesitant and weary around people, and unless directly asked, he avoids contact of all kinds. He'd much rather find a way to climb the mountain on his own then to take your helping hand.

Apathetic - Years of not caring have left him, well, not caring. He may come across as hollow and emotionless at times around those he does not feel very comfortable with. He's extremely guarded and with the life laid out for him, he's forced to loose a bit of emotion to complete the tasks at hand.

. Character Alignment: Lawful Evil, "Dominator"

. Strengths: Swift, Quick Thinking, Great at Climbing, Practices Defense
. Weaknesses: Weak, Lack of Ambition, Mute, Easily Manipulated

. Quirks: Gurgles when frustrated, left handed, sometimes runs away from conversations for no reason, makes an odd screech to startle people and escape situations
. Hobbies: Finding MP3 players, graffiti, Violin
. Skills: Could almost climb a flat wall if he had to, great at sneaking, can play violin

✖ H I S T O R Y:

PRE-OUTBREAK

Tacitus Nirav, it was a name that his mother once imagined may make it to common homes one day. His mother, a big dreamer who fantasized about becoming a famous musician, but who lived in a dirty apartment with no money, held nothing but outrageous fantasies for the boy. He was a bright shiny-eyes boy from the day he was born, open minded and quick learning. His father never saw to entertain such hopes and disregarded his son almost as if he did not exist. Both his parents, though not abusive, were dirty, idle, and had little respect among anyone in their town. They preferred get-rich quick ideas and didn't entertain the philosophy of 'work hard to get what you want'.

Mr. Nirav was a member of a small gang that swarmed the local streets and stole from local drug stores and wineries when they were to get the chance. Even though they classified themselves as an individual gang, they were under the power of a larger organization to which slowly began pressing down the thumb of time. As the months turned to years, and money which Mr. Nirav had borrowed, was demanded to be repaid. When it could not, and the threats began to become real, starting with the near death of his wife, Mr. Poe offered his son in exchange for his debts to be paid off. Though the relationships were sour, the gang's current leader accepted the offer knowing that Mr. Poe could not and would not be producing any other payments.

After receiving a then twelve year old Tacitus, who knew little about the real world and had hardly any skills other then being able to play the violin(thanks to his mother's insisting), they were stumped. Not knowing the best route to make use of him, they sold him to a larger gang organization who turned around and began teaching the boy the arts of thievery. Tac excelled in the art of silence and carefulness. He was limber enough that he could easily slip through windows, and agile enough he didn't get caught. However as his demands were increased, he began to question his moral standards and when asked to steal from an elderly lady he refused and back lashed against the boss he was currently serving under. As punishment, the ruthless man cut out his tongue, rendering his voice near useless.

As years passed around him, Tac learned to almost love his tasks and completed them with vigor. He never climbed the ranks, and only wished to be under the boss's control, never striving to be anything more. He became calloused over by what happened around him and very little effected him. Morals were all but feeling and cast away to the dust as he eagerly stepped into the line of fire. He learned to start writing his words in order to effectively communicate among other members and a weakness which was laughed at, became a norm among those who were around him. Soon enough he wasn't seen as a 'barter' and instead as a regular member among the gangs in which he would be apart of.

Tacitus switched groups several more times till landing a place among The Outlaws. Though he wasn't the scariest individual, he was quickly recognized for his eagerly accepting attitude and almost inability to refuse any task. He learned to listen to whoever switched ranks as 'boss' and followed the orders of this individual, which benefited in the way that others rarely messed with him knowing the big guy was in charge.

POST OUTBREAK

Tacitus was within a home when the outbreak had began, stealing an article of jewelry which the lady had been rumored to have. Upon being caught, to his great surprise, he did not at first realize how suspicious it was the way the woman moved or the look in her eyes. But he quickly caught onto the odd behavior of the lady and knowing something was wrong, he was able to escape with minor injuries from a broken window. Returning to those of his fellow gang members he picked up bits and pieces of what was happening around them.

The realization of this made him weary now of strangers outside of their gang. He secluded himself further into the control of others for safety sake and brushed up on his defense skills, as well as helped put together what they would need in order to survive among these drastic and new times. Often he was chosen to do runs out among the streets to gather supplies and other needs. In case of injuries he learned to tie extra bandages over the sleeves of his cloths. Finding speech important for once in his life, he also found a pack which he would keep a notepad and pencil in, just in case he were confronted by those unknown to him.

While his parents rarely crossed his mind over the years, the thought of them occurred to him one morning when he was out on a scavenge before the big outbreak was planned. Deciding to see what may have become of them, he traveled several hours to his once called home which he found abandoned and empty. Nothing but dirty furniture and a broken glass inside. He returned from his home, a piece of him wishing they had found a place to be safe, and another part of him knowing they were dead. Then another part, who just really didn't care anymore.

✖ C O M P A N I O N S:
. Name: Poe
. Breed: Eastern Grey Squirrel (Black Morph)
. Sex: Male
. Personality: Chattery, skittish, darty, likes shiny things.

. Name: Edgar Harley
. Breed: Coral Snake
. Sex: Female
. Personality: Quiet, likes hiding, shy.