Profession, Talents and Skills: He is very proficient with computers and technology.
Appearance: Being of Scandinavian descent, he has such traits like fair skin tone and light eye color, as well as a similar bone structure, though nor as defined. Roland is 6'1" with short, light brown hair. He has a lean physique and blue-green eyes. (I know my avatar is Alexander Skarsgard
Hometown: Ottowa, Michigan.
Background: After graduating college at 22, Roland got a job working for Mac. However, after a year, he was offered a better paying job working for Microsoft (which he greatly preferred anyway) in Chicago. Utilizing his computer prowess, Roland was able to get the Mac source code, and wrote many a virus for the OS, which had remained virus free for so long. (Sorry, having fun. :P) After he'd worked there a while, he, like the other top minds of the business, was encouraged to get a Stim injection. This was to improve the company even further. Though he was skeptical at first, the fact that he wouldn't have to pay for the injection was definitely a benefit. He was, however, still worried about playing around with his brain, which is essentially what the serum did: allow control of the flow of adrenaline at will. He already had a phenomenal mind, and was skeptical about the drug to begin with, but he eventually gave in. The upsides up the drug were very enticing to him and there weren't supposed to be any damaging side effects that he was so fearful of.
Roland's fears waned as time past and he got used to and enjoyed his new ability. Roland was more productive than he already was at his job, and any tasks that came at him in life were made easier. Life was good for the bachelor. That is until the complete systems collapse of society as he knew it. Being a practical and resourceful individual, and obviously very smart, Roland has so far been able to survive in the now harsh environs of the world. Keeping himself fed and out of harm's way are now more important than ever, and he has managed to survive sometime alone. Running into and befriending another [i]Stim[/]-altered man, a soldier no less, definitely aided in his managing of maintaining his livelihood.
Roland shuttered slightly at the sudden contact from someone. Other than that he remained motionless. He stood there, allowing the comforting touch to take affect. After several moments, he relaxed a bit. His dace went lax and his eyes slowly opened. He wiped his eyes and face before he turned to face his comforter. Roland was faced with a young man with long, crazy hair. It was not what he expected at all. "H-hey," he began with the best smile he could muster. "I'm Roland." He wiped his damp hand on his pants and then offered it in greeting.
Roland let out out a long, full, hearty laugh. It was totally not called for, given the situation, but he really needed it. Besides, he had been completely taken off guard by Niko's humor.
"That's Bishop," Roland said, still clinging to the happiness of the moment. He didn't want to face reality yet. "You'll get used to him." Bishop rolled his eyes.