Robert Harris
Nickname(s): Rob or the headhunter
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Assigned number (on shirt, see above): None, he is older then 18 so no longer has to wear a set colored shirt, but nor does he have any tattoos on his ear... if asked about it by someone not of the government, he merely shrugs.
Building: High Informant Office
Mutation (if any): None.
Side affects (of mutation): None.
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Assigned number (on shirt, see above): None, he is older then 18 so no longer has to wear a set colored shirt, but nor does he have any tattoos on his ear... if asked about it by someone not of the government, he merely shrugs.
Building: High Informant Office
Mutation (if any): None.
Side affects (of mutation): None.
APPEARANCE
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair color/length/texture: Brown/Short/Rough
Complexion: Worn and almost leathery
Height: 6'3
Any other features: Dark stubble
Weapons:
Bowie knife
.45 Colt M1911 handgun has one clip of seven rounds and he will only fire as a last resort due to the massive amount of paperwork he has to fill out as to why he used the bullet as it is a government issued weapon.
Remington 700 .306 bolt-action rifle that has seen better days. He has a total of four rounds which is all it holds. He only carries this when he needs to leave the city to either perform scouting duties or if the government needs him to chase down something... or someone.
Clothing: Is usually wearing his worn, wide-brimmed hat that keeps the sun off him. It is rarer to see him without the hat then with it as he will even use it to take naps and sleep merely laying it on his face to shut out light. Also helps when he wants to pretend to be sleeping to avoid personal conversations.
Hair color/length/texture: Brown/Short/Rough
Complexion: Worn and almost leathery
Height: 6'3
Any other features: Dark stubble
Weapons:
Bowie knife
.45 Colt M1911 handgun has one clip of seven rounds and he will only fire as a last resort due to the massive amount of paperwork he has to fill out as to why he used the bullet as it is a government issued weapon.
Remington 700 .306 bolt-action rifle that has seen better days. He has a total of four rounds which is all it holds. He only carries this when he needs to leave the city to either perform scouting duties or if the government needs him to chase down something... or someone.
Clothing: Is usually wearing his worn, wide-brimmed hat that keeps the sun off him. It is rarer to see him without the hat then with it as he will even use it to take naps and sleep merely laying it on his face to shut out light. Also helps when he wants to pretend to be sleeping to avoid personal conversations.
PERSONALITY
Rob is more of a shell of a man than anything else living only for his vices of drink, smoke and women. He doesn't have any feelings for higher actions such as compassion or love, and when those pesky feelings start to come, Rob drinks them away. He hates mutants for reasons that are his alone, and he truly does not kill mutants because he gets rewarded, but for the pleasure of killing them, the reward of cigarettes and alcohol is just a perk. Rob is terrified of commitment, of any true deeper feelings for anyone. Such feelings only get you killed, and it is for that reason that he willingly hunts the resistance. He hates them and envies them in equal measures. They are willing to fight and die for something, something Rob would never even think of. Rob is willing to kill for almost anything, but die? No, not for anyone or anything. He lives for himself, not for others, well that and many of the resistance are dirty mutants or mutant lovers and so deserve death on principle.
In short, Rob is a selfish man terrified of death, commitment and the pain that comes with. He feels the shallowness in his soul and hates it, hates himself, but there is nothing an old bottle of whiskey can't fix. For awhile.
Favorite color: Red
Hobby: Smoking when he can get his hands on cigars or old cigarettes, drinking, takings naps, chasing women, and hunting be it beast, mutant, or even human. There is something exhilarating about chasing something down and then delivering that killing blow as it is then that Rob feels the most alive. No longer so empty.
Fear(s): Insects, mutants, dying alone, ladders
Introvert or extrovert?: Extroverted
Optimist or pessimist?: Pessimistic
In short, Rob is a selfish man terrified of death, commitment and the pain that comes with. He feels the shallowness in his soul and hates it, hates himself, but there is nothing an old bottle of whiskey can't fix. For awhile.
Favorite color: Red
Hobby: Smoking when he can get his hands on cigars or old cigarettes, drinking, takings naps, chasing women, and hunting be it beast, mutant, or even human. There is something exhilarating about chasing something down and then delivering that killing blow as it is then that Rob feels the most alive. No longer so empty.
Fear(s): Insects, mutants, dying alone, ladders
Introvert or extrovert?: Extroverted
Optimist or pessimist?: Pessimistic
OTHER
Rob is a hunter of sorts. He specializes in searching for mutants weeding them out of the 'normal' people as well as uncovering resistance members. He is also the cities outside expert commonly being sent outside to scout and gather information or to terminate dangerous released mutants. He was not born inside the city. Rob is called the headhunter by some as when he is sent out of the city to kill someone, he brings back their heads as proof. Dragging their bodies through the wasteland would be too much effort, however, a head is much easier to transport although the smell is never pleasant.