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Craig Duncan

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a character in “Born To Raise Hell”, as played by Armageddon

Description

Full Name: Craig Patrick Duncan

Stage Name: Craig Duncan, he's too lazy to come up with anything decent.

Age: 22.

Birthday: Born December 7th 1991

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Appearance: Craig is a decently sized man, standing at about five foot ten. He has broad shoulders and is well-muscled thanks to nearly endless working out since high school, however he still feels rather physically intimidated by his singer thanks to him being quite a bit shorter than her. He used to sport long, black hair that fell to his shoulder-blades and framed his masculine face but since last summer he has shaved his head however he left a small patch of facial hair, since he thinks he would look weird without it since for as long as he could grow facial hair he tried to grow some sort of short, scruffy beard. He usually pays little mind to what he's wearing, generally just grabbing whatever is laying around on his floor that looks clean however more than ninety percent of his clothing consists of black shirts with band logos emblazoned on them and black jeans paired with his usual studded belt and either black boots or converses.

He has a tattoo sleeve on his right arm of tribal flames and a laughing skeleton emerging from it, pointing downward toward his wrist. He also has several miscellaneous others scattered about his body including a deer skull on his left wrist.

Role: Guitarist

Musical Style: Craig first learned to play on a cheap little acoustic at age ten and quickly advanced onto the electric, finding that he liked it much better - after all, as a kid who didn't dream of being a rockstar? His instructor was very proud of him because he worked hard at it and to an extent his parents thought it was great until he got too serious about it at around age seventeen where his parents decided they no longer supported his dream. That was when he, in turn decided he no longer cared what anyone thought of him and whether his dreams were realistic or not. He was good enough that people would hire him - His tremolo picking was fairly fast and clear. Also he could bust out fast-paced solos and shred no problem. From seventeen to twenty he bounced around from a series of bands, none of which were having a whole lot of luck. His playing style has altered a bit since then, growing a little more sophisticated and melodic. He finally landed in Band One and is quite proud of it. He works hard for the band in hopes of pleasing Izzie at least somewhat, only showing her his work if he thinks that she will think it might deserve to see the light of day.

Instruments: Craig generally uses a black B.C Rich, Warbeast. His backup is merely a different color.
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Personality: Craig is what would be considered a good and lighthearted, social young man. He loves talking to people and isn't the least bit shy, although when he was younger he used to be a little more uncomfortable around people unless he was performing and lost himself in the music. Through his years of performing he has improved his self esteem and his become good at shrugging off harsh or snide comments - probably a good thing to have learned considering the path he's chosen to take. He's been known to make friends with almost anyone and is generally considered likable however he does have a tendency to not think before he speaks which can get him into trouble. Luckily he is the king of trying to talk himself out of trouble - he's not much of a liar but will if he feels like it will make a significant difference in how things go.

He's not necessarily sweet but is nice enough to be pleasant company, especially since he loves talking - even if the conversation is mostly one-sided he'll give it a go. He does have a bit of a temper, however - He suppresses it until he simply can't stand it any longer and then when he loses it...he really loses it and will first take it out on inanimate objects and sometimes even people if they push their luck with him while he's in this state. It's not often that you will see that part of Craig and so most people don't really know about it unless they're his bandmates. Relationship-wise, Craig usually doesn't strive to make anything last longer than a couple of months since that's about as long as most women want him since he isn't exactly a prince charming.

Biography: Craig grew up in the mountains of Northern Arizona, hunting and fishing with his two younger brothers and parents who were very supportive and loving toward him. He started listening to rock and metal at a young age and couldn't help but be fascinated by it. He started playing guitar on his tenth birthday and he took to it immediately, although at the beginning he really wasn't all that good at all however he didn't let that discourage him; it took up most of his time as he tried to improve his playing every day. By the time he really improved, he started making new friends who were interested in the same music as he was - If he wasn't partying or playing the guitar, he was definitely at a show and trying to learn everything he could from his heavy metal idols.

As Craig was drawn deeper and deeper in the world of music, his family started to have second thoughts about his career plans. They didn't think it was a real job and thus didn't believe he should try to live his dream because he would just end up homeless on a street corner somewhere with his guitar. It was at the point that he shrugged off their concerns and left home at the age of seventeen to go live with the bassist of his current band The Rejects which had very little success, only playing a few shows around town, two or three in Tucson and and one in Phoenix. They never really made any money and so from that point on Craig bounced around from band to band, trying to find somewhere he fit in creatively and also that might have some sort of success where he didn't feel like he was wasting his life.

When he finally met Izzie, he felt a strange mixture of physical intimidation and respect for her. She was a great vocalist and guitarist, obviously having far more experience than he did - he couldn't help but feel like a gawky youth standing there with his guitar and praying that he wouldn't fuck up too badly when she heard him play for the first time. He could hardly believe that she actually accepted him into the band, he felt so honored but reminded himself not to overdo his excitement for fear that she would think him a silly, exuberant youth. He still tries his hardest to prove to her that he's worth having around. He knows that if he ever slacks off too much, he's probably going to be out the door so fast it'll make his head spin.

So begins...

Craig Duncan's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Liam Mathias Character Portrait: Craig Duncan Character Portrait: Raisa Trelstad Character Portrait: Edei Delanore Character Portrait: Alex Rykov Character Portrait: Izzie Martinez Character Portrait: Cormac McMurphy Character Portrait: Jack St. Mark
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Meanwhile, Izzie’s inner monologue was all but unnoticed by a petite raven-haired figure that was busy trying to lug all of her shit in on a single trip. The others had offered to help her but she refused for two reasons. One, it was her own damn dumb fault for packing so much crap and next time she’d probably just leave most of it on the tour bus and two, she wasn’t about to pretend she needed help. God knows that Izzie had that odd gleam in her eye that meant she was looking for something to kill, murder, maim or fire and Edei had lasted this long in Psychosis. She damn well wasn’t going to get fired because she was a weakling that couldn’t haul in three bags.

Casting a look over her shoulder, she wiggled her brows at Craig and Cormy with an excited countenance. She couldn’t hide it… She was pretty damn pumped for this tour. Unlike Izzie who had probably been on a dozen or so tours, this was Edei’s first and she planned to have fun with it.

When she turned back around to face forward, she almost plowed straight into Izzie’s back as she had come to an inexplicably sudden halt in the center of the lobby.

“Oh hell yeah. Tour manager’s sparing no expense, eh? I was expecting… What the shit is that chain called? We’ll leave the lights on for you- people?” Edei cast two of her bags down onto the floor of the lobby near one of the cushy leather couches, leaving only her backpack on her short frame for the moment as she took the time to soak in their new digs.




Raisa came strolling in almost elegantly behind Liam. She paused as he paused, her bluish-grey eyes following his line of sight until they landed upon the seemingly ragtag group clustered over to one side of the lobby. One member of the group in particular caught her eye and a grin spread over her lips as she reached back to tap Liam in the chest and point over to the same group that had caught his eye.

”Well if it isn’t Izzie-fucking-Martinez!” Raisa called out so that her voice carried through the sparsely filled room and a peal of laughter followed her through the lobby as she moved towards the other band. “Jesus Christ, I haven’t seen you in years. I didn’t know this was your band. If I knew I would’ve warned my ‘mates.” She came to a stop next to Izzie, one of the few people that could make the 5’10” redhead feel diminutive and her gaze flashed over the other three members in the band as she smiled.

“Nice to meet you all!” She lifted a hand, waving over her own bandmates so she could start introductions. Well, as far as she knew them anyway. Izzie would have to introduce her own fucking band unless they wanted to be known by nonsensical nicknames which Raisa tended to give to people she didn’t know.

“This is Liam, Jack, and Alex.” She pointed to them one by one, her steel-grey painted nails shimmering in the fluorescent lighting and then she pointed to herself last. “I’m Raisa.”

Turning her lithe body towards the rest of her group, she pointed to Izzie and introduced her as well. “This is Izzie Martinez. Remember, I told you about her? Fucking amazin’ growler. Crazy shit.”

Then, the impossible happened. Raisa stayed quiet for more than a second and finally allowed other people to chime in.

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