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Thomas Stryker

"Compared to hell, this place is Heaven."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TrashcanLyd

Description

Name: Thomas Stryker
Meaning: Unknown
Aliases: Jackson - Stryker - Ranger - Tomas
Titles: Mister

Age: 26
Race: Genetically altered human
Species: Human

Height: 6 foot 6
Weight: 209 pounds
Body Structure: Muscular

Classification: Ranger
Main Occupation: Wanderer
Minor Occupation: Hunter
Style of Choice: Jeans - open button up shirt
Languages: English - Spanish

Relationships: None

Intelligence: Highly
Power: Fair
Charisma: Depends
Dexterity: Moderate
Agility: High
Magic: High

Current Location: The Multiverse
Current Home: None
Companions: Unknown
Relationship Status: Taken ~ Heart, soul, body and mind by the beautiful Lady Anne (Played by Cloasse)
Orientation: Bi (Surprised no? XD)

Disabilities: Can be crippled by someone else's pain.

Family: Unknown - was rescued from hell by Amanda McAllister
Mother - Unknown
Father - Unknown
Brother - Unknown
Other Kin - Unknown


-Early Childhood-
Unknown - only remembers waking in Hell.

-Childhood-
Unknown
-Young Adulthood-
Signed up for a scientific experience and became genetically modified to be an empath.
-Current Adulthood-
Since being rescued from Hell he has recovered and learned to control his powers.


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So begins...

Thomas Stryker's Story

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Thomas Stryker stalked in, his grey eyes stormy with pain as he flopped at the bar. "Damn it! Why is there never any absinthe when I want it.." he grumbled and accidentally almost touched Noble 7 "My apologies ma'am." he spoke kindly but the pain still in his eyes as he leaned over the counter grabbing a beer and popping the top draining it as much as possible.

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Thomas Stryker perked his ears at the mention of Spartan "Spartan eh? I knew a girl once... She was in Reach, never heard from her since then.." he spoke quietly, perhaps not really to Noble, but just... speaking aloud. He had known many people over the years, most never even remembered meeting him before he had been to Hell. He sighed and drained his beer.

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Thomas Stryker twirled the bottle in his hand "Cal-Cally.." he spoke quietly "I'm not sure her call letters, or even what she looks like now. It was years ago... It may have even been a dream.." he laughed softly and ran his lean fingers down the neck of the bottle his eyes far away.

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Thomas Stryker turned his grey eyes wide "Cally? Y-you made it?" he was breathless as if he'd been running for miles, he would reach out to touch her face, unsure if that privilege would be allowed to him.

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Thomas Stryker was surprised at her touch but moved to hold her close his hand tangling slightly in her hair as he whispered into her neck "I- I died... An-d... Saw your men... They spoke of you.. "

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Thomas Stryker nodded and pulled back slightly his hand caressing her cheek "That you were the damn finest commander they had.. And I know.. while I was dead - I.. I found you and tried to help you... When the banshee's were attacking, I managed to distract a few.." he spoke quietly almost ashamed at his interference.

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Thomas Stryker ran his thumb gently across her lips as she smiled, his eyes tinged with the saddness only those who watched their loved ones suffer and were helpless could understand. "The man you called Jerk-off, or something... He said he was sorry for his disobedience.." he smirked remembering the vivid conversation they had had.

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Thomas Stryker grinned and leaned back "Cally, the man you knew.. You called him your brother.... Mouse or something? How is he?" he grabbed another beer and began to drain that bottle as well, "I never saw him in hell, though I did expect him there several times." he laughed softly.

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Thomas Stryker nodded and gently brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he whispered in her ear "Still crushing on him?" his breath was warm as it touched her skin. His empathetic abilities cranking in as he fought the urge to use them.

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Thomas Stryker laughed and stroked her cheek gently his eyes glimmering with a smile "Then he's a lucky bastard.." he spoke quietly but each word held a deeper truer meaning. "I feel sorry for all the girls that have fallen in love with him... But they didn't stand a chance against you." he laughed softly and finished his second beer.

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Thomas Stryker smiled sadly "Cally... I only survived hell for you... No matter what my presence is in your life... I just want to be a part of it.. yes it sounds sappy and corny.. But I-I knew I could never deserve you." he turned to face her setting the beer on the counter as he again ran his thumb across her lower lips, "The itinerant author, musician, artist and now empath, could never receive the love of a spartan... I knew that when I first drew you.." he smiled softly.

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Thomas Stryker smiled softly and inhaled her scent deeply. Though the armor and the years had changed her some, the soft scent of what he had called cinnamon remained. Closing his eyes he held her.

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Thomas Stryker smiled and nodded holding her close as he simply stood there, his head buried in her hair "I will always be a ready and able volunteer when it comes to hugging you ok?"

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Thomas Stryker laughed and would try to pick her up as he used to. "Any time Cally... any time..." his mind darted back to the drawing he'd done of her, he wondered if he could do it again.

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Thomas Stryker sighed feeling empty as Noble disappeared. Damn why did he fall for the one's that didn't care for him.. "God.." he sighed and rubbed his neck leaning against the counter.

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Thomas Stryker turned to see Violet "Hello.." he said smiling trying to strike up a conversation.

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raised an eyebrow at the two fingers. "I'm Stryker." he smiled and shrugged "What brings you to these parts?

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Thomas Stryker grinned "Sure why not.. whats the strongest shit they have here?" scratched his neck thinking.

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Thomas Stryker laughed "I can take the burn..." he grinned "Ive had 3 beers and no effect.. getting annoyeda t myself here." he grinned and felt awkward.

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Thomas Stryker laughed "Vodka's good... just tasteles.." he wrinkled his nose. His writer apologizes, she was distracted.

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Thomas Stryker laughed softly "It seems I'm not as good at getting wasted as I used to." he rubbed his neck his turbulent grey eyes looking down to his feet.

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Thomas Stryker yawned and rose stretching from the corner booth. "Mmf..." he scratched his neck.

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Thomas Stryker yawned as he walked in behind Viarra he too clutched his stomach. "Oh god... good god... I seriously do not wanna barf right now.." he closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind, not working.... He walked over to her and sat down "Ma'am... may I please make you stop feeling nauseous?" he ran his hand through his hair.

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Thomas Stryker looked to the woman as his phone rang "I am an empath, and I was about to make you stop feeling sick. Now I have to go." his eyes darkened and he stormed out of the bar.

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