Full Name- Henri DeShawn Jackson
Nickname- Doesn't really have one, never found the need for one, plus Henri is short enough
Age- Twenty One
Hair color- Long brown flowy hair, usually really greasy and wet, doesn't have money for a shower.
Eye color- Blue
Height- Six Foot
Weight- One hundred and sixty pounds. Not fat at all, and barely any muscle, it's hard to come across food or weights when you live life like he does. However he can still defend himself in a fight.
Skin tone- A slight Tan
Build- Slim
Scars- One right in the back of the shoulder where he was shot by his stepfather at age Sixteen.
Worst Regret- Getting a girl pregnant in highschool.
Greatest wish- To have a life worth living.
Deepest darkest secret - When he was Sixteen he got a girl pregnant, left, and has never seen his child.
Likes- Screamo
Money
Girls
Food
His Little Brother
His dead Mother
Dislikes
-Rap
-His drunken stepfather
-Being as Broke as he is
-His older, rich, sister
-Jerks
Fears
-Dying before his little brother is sixteen
-Not being able to save himself
-Falling in love.
Hobbies- Trying to find a damn job
Listening to music
Reading books
What is supposed to kill them- Being killed on a visit to his stepfather
Personality- Henri is a really nice guy, and even if it keeps him from doing what he needs to do he will help the most random stranger that he sees. He really wants to find a lover, but is afraid at the same time is scared. He can be set off, though its not easy, and when he does he just releases all the stress thats balled up inside him.
History- Henri was an accident, the product of a highschool party. When born his real father left him and his mother to fend for themselves, so Henri doesn't remember him. Him and his mother were doing good for about five years then they met Bill. Henri's mother fell in love him but Henri hated him and Bill knew it, so he would abuse Henri on a daily basis. Bill was a drunk, and one day in Eighth grade Henri came home and saw Bill standing over Henri's dead mother. Bill said it was an accident, that he had come home and she was there, but Henri saw through it. Henri and Bill argued and fought for the next three years until one night Bill tried to shoot Henri. He missed, but unfortunately it skimmed Henri's shoulder and to this day Henri still has the scar. Now Henri has to fend for himself. He is homeless, and has come in and out of multiple jobs for the past few years. Life sucks.
Theme Song-City by Hollywood Undead