Seven Nation Army
Lie to Me - Red
::Job Description:: Originally Merchant, now Bounty Hunter
::Age:: 25
::Weight:: 159 lbs
::Height:: 6’1
::Eye Color:: Silver-laced blue.
:: Hair color:: Silvery White
::Personality:: Ryan is an interesting fellow if anyone cared to find out. On the outside, he is another loner with style, and prefers the company of his feline and canine companions (the cat is named Pat, and the dog is Argo). He only comes into to town to get paid by the contractor (the government doesn’t really exist anymore..) and for supplies (He likes to get paid in gasoline if he can, but food or money is okay too).
On the hunt however, he becomes ruthless and dangerous, using every advantage to make the kill or capture. He is extremely relentless, rarely stopping until the target is in site. He becomes quieter as well, not speaking as much when he has taken on a job, and becomes focused on the task at hand.
In public, he is another entirely different person: a chivalrous, stoic gentleman. He will tip his hat to any friends or acquaintances he has gathered, or to random strangers that smile to him. He will always help a lady in need, and assist if a weaker party is in danger. One of his largest morals, however, is helping inexperienced civilians with their purchases: growing up a merchant himself, he knows that it is a very harsh and corrupt occupation, and many will swindle customers out of their hard earned goods or cash. Ryan makes it his job to use his silver-like tongue to help anybody, and is a very different man when bargaining: He knows the prices, and will haggle for hours until he wins.
:: General Description:: Ryan’s face is pointed and slightly pale, with his long, jagged, white hair being tied into a ponytail at the back. His ears have 2 piercings in each, with one being made of gold and the other of silver (one of his family’s keepsakes that he keeps.) A scar runs along the bridge of his nose after an accident with a target which lead to his death and a bloodied Ryan.
His lankier body fits snuggly into a white dress shirt that is cut off at the elbow and covered by a high collared, red, many pocketed jacket. Around his neck is a light blue bandana which is used to shield his face while driving. His fingerless gloves are always on his hands, coupled with a few bands that are on his wrists. His legs are covered in simple black cargo pants or just dress pants, and black combat boots are a must for the terrain.
::Background:: Ryan was born in the wondrous time of 2005 - everyone in that time was innocent to the horrors ahead. Being born to a mediocre and honest pair of merchants on Titan, Ryan grew up learning the trade of his father: he was a pawn shop owner, and taught his only child everything he could on using connections, understanding values and getting a price that works both ways. While Ryan grew up and went to school and all that blah blah boringness, he came to have a fond admiration for jewelry, and was set on becoming the expert on jewels and jewelry in his father’s shop. Especially silver. Coupled with his silvery hair, Ryan became known as ‘Silver’ amongst his friends.
Things were going smoothly - albeit their constant money loss since they were a little too honest - until Ryan turned 10. It was then that he met a beautiful girl named Meredith. Now, being ten years old, crushes were odd things to boys, and Ryan couldn’t understand his feelings for the girl in his class at all. For the rest of that year, Ryan hung out with this Meredith girl more and more often, finding that he had an extreme interest in her. It was their little joke that once they were a little older, they would get married. Their relationship grew with every year until he was 15. It was an average day at the shop, and Meredith was helping out in the back. Ryan, now at that age, couldn’t really keep his eyes off her, even if he tried. Meredith had already gone through that stage, and even though she had grown into a very curvaceous woman, didn’t mind him staring at all. All in all, an average day.
Until there was an explosion. The whole store lurched at the blast, which came from the back and started multiple fires throughout the store. Ryan laid on the floor near the counter for a few moments, dazed, until he found the strength to stand up. He watched as men walked in and dragged Meredith away, passing by the slowly burning bodies of his parents. It was at that moment that Ryan put the skills with his family heirlooms - multiple revolvers - to the test: He became a bounty hunter to find his lover.
Ryan tried for a direct approach to find her kidnappers, but he soon realized he would need a lot more cash. He patiently took job after job, failing at first but slowly gaining confidence in himself for a year, and became known as the ‘Silver-Lined Hunter’ over that time. He wasn’t the best, but he could hold his own. He finally took it on himself, along with his family pets, to go hunting for his girlfriend. After 6 long, tedious months of searching, using his contacts and contractors, bribing and persuading, he finally got a lead to a house. He saw the body he knew too well sitting in a chair, and instantly jumped in when he could tell the coast was clear. However, he was wrong: her father was sitting there, and was just as shocked to see his daughter’s former boyfriend as he was. It was here that the truth came out: The bomb was planted by HER, under direct orders from her father, who was a competitor who saw his family as a threat.
Ryan was devastated, and Meredith was mortified that her father would spill his guts so easily. She tried to explain, but the damage was done. Ryan left the house without a word, against the protests of his ex-girlfriend (which is where the lyrics of Lie to Me are key) and left the area. After 3 years, the war had started and he heard through the grapevine that Meredith had been raped and shot, and he felt nothing.
Now, with the year being 2030, he feels as if his old wound have healed and his old personality has shone through. There are times though, when he would stare at the sky and wonder “Why would she do it?”
::Weapon:: Family Revolvers:
He has many revolvers, his favourites being the 2 in his hands: They had been in his family’s possession for quite some time, and never sold them. The rest were ones that he salvaged from the explosion of the shop, all of them still working. Counting total by 2030: about 10.
::Vehicle:: Ryan owns - aka, took from a target - a Jeep Safari, which he uses to travel anywhere, and also where he sleeps for the nights he isn’t hunting people (He will either sleep in the back, or underneath if it is raining. He does have a cover, but it is slightly useless since it has holes). The glove compartment holds a pair of goggles for travel, since the windshield isn’t very effective against high winds.
