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Post by DICK on Aug 11, 2016 23:00:23 GMT
RICHARD BRUCE ASHTON
the basics !
FULL NAME Richard Bruce Ashton
NICKNAMES Dick, Rick,
GENDER Male
ORIENTATION Heterosexual
BIRTHPLACE Liverpool, England
AGE Forty-Six
EYE COLOR Brown
HAIR COLOR Brown
HEIGHT Five feet, Eight inches
WEIGHT One hundred and seventy five
SCARS None visible
PIERCINGS None
TATTOOS Left bicep has his son's name: Isaiah, and right bicep has his wife's name: Marylyn
FACE CLAIM Robert Downey Jr.
MEMBER GROUP Raider (Head Honcho)
the particulars !
Dick is someone who shoots first and asks questions later in most situations. Which tends to lead to a lot of unanswered questions. He's a no nonsense kind of guy. When he asks you something he wants an answer, not a run around of excuses and lies, that leads to him ultimately just shooting you. He doesn't have much patience when it comes to people he doesn't respect, and his respect is a hard thing to earn. While he wouldn't mind taking a bullet for someone, if he doesn't like you, he'll just let you die. He's also very curt and brash. He generally doesn't have much to say, so when he's asked a question he will give quick, one-word answers and on occasion a grunt. He doesn't necessarily mean to be rude, he's just preoccupied with his own thoughts to give most people the time of day. He's a very busy man.
At one point in Dick's life he had been an open and compassionate man, but that was when he was with his wife. She brought out the better traits in him after they met and married. He found he could share things with his wife that he couldn't share with other people and felt as though his wife actually understood him. His life had always been complicated as he grew up, but his wife was a shining light that allowed him to express his feelings. And when his son was born, Dick became a happier person, feeling as though he had a true purpose in life. Then, six years later, his family was killed when their car was hit head on by a drunk driver. At that point, he felt that light and happiness within him darken again and he became the dick we see and love today. While he's a dick on the outside, he does have a strong sense of family and doesn't want to lose anyone else from his life if he can help it.
Because of his upbringing he has a very sarcastic outlook on life. Dick is kind of pessimistic, he sees things in a negative way, for example, anytime something bad happens he expects to die. Or for someone to die, or for someone else who knows someone to die. Basically, he's always expecting someone to die. He's sarcastic in the way that drives other people insane trying to guess if he's being serious or not. It's like his first language, he's able to react to people so fast that his dick-ish retorts are a second nature. Which does get him in trouble with authority figures.
There are a few things that do bring a smile to his face. He enjoys the company of women. Very, very loose women. The kind of women he has to pay to have them spend time with him. He also appreciates the theater, mostly operas and on the occasion depressing shows that leave him feeling better about his crappy life. There is also one thing that he loves above everything else. One, tiny, itty-bitty thing: Telemarketers. Now, you may be questioning as to why he loves them so much, but it's not so much that he loves them, it's that he loves that they call. He considers them his personal shrinks. While they babble on about the exciting new product or service they're trying to get him to by, he spends the entire time bitching, whining and threatening to hunt them down and kill them if they ever call him again.
FAVORABLE TO Drinking, a lot; Whores / Strippers; Telemarketers; Various weapons; Money
UNFAVORABLE TO Snakes; Most people; Especially people in cars; Traveling long distances by car; Forms of music that are not classical or opera
ENJOYS Drinking; Whoring; Threatening to kill telemarketers & harassing them.
AFRAID OF Snakes; Museums; Deserts
the artillery !
WEAPON OF CHOICE A crowbar, that he stole from someone
MELEE WEAPONS A machete (of sorts), a knife in his boots, a knife in his belt, and a bat
MISC ITEMS a pair of binoculars, a small notebook (filled with notes), a picture of his wife and son, and a lucky rabbits foot
PET None
STRENGTHS Knows how to defend himself; Quick witted; Athletic, built
WEAKNESSES Has a temper; Rude; Introverted
the history !
BEFORE THE OUTBREAK
Richard's story begins in the late 1960's. He was born in Liverpool, England to a family of three. They lived in a one bedroom house that was run down to the point of being considered dangerous to live in by the city. But they were poor and his parents didn't make enough to move them out of the area. His mother was a meth addict, and loved her drugs more than she cared for her two sons, his father was a boxer, bringing home scraps and only a few bucks every weekend to help pay for their living and the meth. What his mother didn't spend on drugs or rent, his father spent on alcohol. He was an angry drunk, and spent most of his time home either beating Rick, or his brother.
When he turned eight there was a fire in the house started by his mother's pipe when she passed out after an overdose. His brother and mother died in the fire, leaving Dick alone with his father after the fire settled. It wasn't an easy transition, his father couldn't afford much so they lived in another run-down shack just a few blocks over. He spent most of his time outside playing with the other kids in the neighborhood and avoiding home as much as possible. His father continued boxing and beat Richard, inadvertently teaching his son how to defend himself and how to fight back.
In his teens he was forcibly sent into the foster system after a particularly bad beating from his father. He didn't enjoy it, at all, and before a full week passed with him at the home, he ran away. He hopped a train taking it into London and from there he tried to find himself work. Which wasn't easy considering he had never had any schooling. After searching for a few weeks and living on the street, Dick found work at a factory. Packaging, moving, and lifting boxes in and out of trucks. It wasn't easy work but it paid well enough for him to eat. And after a few years he had saved up enough to get himself a small flat in the outer parts of the city.
In his twenties he, sadly, followed in his father's footsteps and began fighting in the underground arenas. Finding it a decent amount of money that helped him afford his coke addiction. He wasn't proud of the life he was leading, but instead of making up excuses he just accepted that he was fucked up since birth. At twenty-two he overdosed, waking up a few days later in the hospital after an elderly woman from his apartment building found him halfway down the stairwell. He considered it a wake up call, and started to ween off the drugs. Finding it harder than he expected, he ended up joining a support group (upon being forced to by his doctor) and that's where he met Marylyn.
She had been an exchange student from Australia, in England on a VISA to attend an esteemed art school. It was there that she met her first English boyfriend, Eddie, and was introduced to meth. She became addicted to it, Eddie using her for sex whenever she wanted another hit. And when he broke up with her for a much younger girl, she attempted to commit suicide. It hadn't worked and Mary enrolled herself into the support group, wanting to get clean before she returned to Australia.
Richard felt as if he had found the one person who would make his life worth living. It didn't take long for him to convince Mary of the same thing, and together they sobered up and he followed her back to Australia. They married a couple years later and less than nine months later their son, Isiah was born. Dick fell in love with the baby boy and devoted his new life to being a better parent than either of his had been. Except this life wasn't destined to last for very long. Three years after their marriage, Mary and Isiah were both killed by a drunk driver on their way home from visiting her parents. This left a gaping hole in Dick's heart that wouldn't patch itself up for years.
He grew a deep hatred for people, going to bars and picking fights with whoever dared to even look at him. He grew impatient and quit his job, willing to go back to living on the street so that he wouldn't have reminders of his family at every turn. He tried to get back into underground boxing, but it wasn't as popular here as it had been back home. Debating on leaving for England, he spent another sleepless night in a bar, drowning his hatred in beer and whiskey. When he woke up he seemed to have had an epiphany and instead of hightailing it back to England he moved on to America. Right as all hell broke loose.
AFTER THE OUTBREAK
Dick thanks many gods when the outbreak happened, he was happy to know that his wife and son would never have to deal with the horror that was a zombie. He was also pretty sure he wasn't going to be able to handle having either one of them wandering around as zombies. Dick ended up getting himself caught up in a group of men who raided homes and took whatever they wanted. He didn't like it terribly much but it kept him alive. He made his way from the San Francisco Bay Area down to Los Angeles, there he left the group (with the cover of night) and ended up joining with a large group of military men and women. He helped them take down the dead wandering around Disneyland and by the end of it he was the only one left with any kind of command. He didn't necessarily want to, but he was voted to take over command of the compound. Dick isn't one for responsibility but he doesn't mind being in charge of everything. He tends to stay in the compound for the most part, only occasionally leaving for raids when they need something important.
MOTHER Candance Ashton (nee Smith) - Deceased
FATHER Robert Ashton - Unknown, probably deceased
SIBLINGS Michael Ashton - Deceased
SIGNIFICANT OTHER Marylyn Ashton (nee Creaton) - Deceased
CHILDREN Isiah Ashton - Deceased
the rp'er !
PREFERRED NAME Panda!
TIMEZONE Pacific!
AGE 26!
OTHER CHARACTERS Oh so many!