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Bob is an enigmatic character with a lot of mystery behind him. Despite his appearance he's an adept fighter and brilliant tactician. Don't ever underestimate "Bob the Hobo Ninja".

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a character in “Post-Mortem”, as played by HorrorPunkOtaku


PD: scruffy, thin faced, bearded, average height, long haired, grey haired, black eyes, beanie, sweater, trench coat, straight denim pants, and cowboy boots
P: Bob is a wise old man in his upper 60s. He is often kind and generous and can be little on the weird side but comes in handy in a pinch despite his age.
E&A: Bob carries a long rifle with no scope and a long bayonet, canned food, utensils, and various seemingly useless tools.
HB: Bob was once a "Ghost" or Nomad faction assassin. He was once a famous sniper but due to Nomad law was "set adrift" into the wilderness due to his age.

So begins...

Bob's Story

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Character Portrait: Cross Character Portrait: Bob Character Portrait: Ramona
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An expansive plain pans out containing little more than dirt and tumbleweed. It's almost surprising that the theme song from The Good the Bad and the Ugly isn't playing in the background. An old destroyed black top road pulls into view with cracks in it that seem to nearly crack the width of the road. An old restored Volkswagen Bug barrels down the destroyed road passing over a bridge with an old vagrant sleeping under it. On the horizon a facility can be seen. Its pure white paintjob standing in stark contrast to its surroundings. The little car drove past a redundant sign stating the only destination this road had had for the last 24 miles. The sign read -Welcome to Happy Hills Mental Health Home-. It was misleadingly clean and safe looking with it's professional looking font and happy smiley face logo. Inside the facility sat a long haired white boy in a round pair of wire rimmed blind man's sunglasses playing chess with a cat. His name tag read -inpatient #091101- he played in accordance to the rules of the game as the cat randomly pushed the pieces around. He was dressed in a white jumpsuit bearing the same number on the back with a sticker on the right breast reading -Hello my name is Cross-. He was in what looked like a giant waiting room complete with broken televisions and board and card games with half the pieces missing. Other people were sitting around playing these games with one another instead of the supervising psychiatrist's cat Chaplin. The cat was black markings most noticeably a little white Hitler mustache under his nose. Cross went to move his king only to have Chaplin knock over the curious moving object. "Dammit Chaplin you got me again!" Cross said banging his fist on the desk scaring Chaplin away much to the amusement of the handful guards & nurses. "You get back here! We agreed on best fifteen out of twenty-nine you little bastard!" Cross yelled in frustration with a disappointed look on his scowling face.