Shotgun Pete (the character)

[shotgunpete]

General Information
Name: Peter Alexander Michaels
Nickname: Shotgun Pete
Age: 35
Gender: male
DOB: 4/21/90
Birthplace: Weston,CO
Sexuality: heterosexual
type-1: Scavenger
type-2: Mechanic
side: Neutral

Weapons/Equipment
Weapon #1
Name:Blazer
type:Shotgun
Customizations:Pistol Grip

Weapon #2
Name:Kid
type:Steel Bat
Customizations: None

Special equipment/abilities:Item Sale/Barter, tool belt(though in Pete's case a small box in his pack)

Personality
One word to describe your character: Quiet
Strengths: (at least four)

• Hand-to-Hand combat
  
• eye sight
  
• geography
  
• creativity
  

Weaknesses: (as many weaknesses as strengths)

• short temper
  
• tunnel vision
  
• his past
  
• lazy
  

Likes:(at least five)

• Cigars
  
• Weapons
  
• Camping
  
• Running
  
• A nice Scotch
  

Dislikes:(at least five)

• Liars
  
• Murders
  
• The Church
  
• Tag Alongs
  
• Noise
  

Appearance
Image:
Overall description:

• Eye color: Brown
  
• Hair Color: Black
  
• Weight: 165lbs
  
• Height: 5’8
  

History
Detailed Personal History: Pete was born in Colorado to Marry and Thomas Michaels. Marry was part time nurses assistant and Thomas was a factory worker in near by Boulder. At age five his mother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and was declared terminal when Pete turned six and died when Pete was eight years old. This left his father Thomas as the main care giver to Peter and took over rolls in the house that his mother had left behind. Thomas was a great father to Pete, but yet again, death would come in his life again on November 19,2003. Pete and his dad we’re coming home from a friends house in Denver when another car swerved into the same lane their car was in, and impacted in a head on collision. Peter walked always with a broken leg but his father wasn’t so lucky, he had 3 broken ribs one of which punctured a lung. In his last breaths his father told him to take care of his self and never forget what he and his mother had taught him in life. Tim was then put into the care of Aunt Marie and Uncle Terry, and moved to Denver and lived there until his senior year of high school. Afterwards he when’t to school at the University Colorado-Denver and graduated when the war started. Afterwards…*Pete walks in* ill tell the rest my friend…let me tell you now…the rest of this is the truth. After my schooling the war began…I watched as Denver feel into civil unrest and marshal law…people killed for food and clothing…I was not going to be a victim, I soon set up with a local militia group called “The Sons of Denver”, we were a civil protection group and worked together for 3 years until the virus struck…every one scattered, I personally went back to the groups H.Q. and found a blood bath, governmental cleaning crews aka Kill Squads had been sweeping through the Denver area that week and had found our group and thought we were infected because we didn’t wear the fancy fuckin bio hazards suits they wore, so they painted the place in a shiny coat of red…then the story of my nick name. When I had found the blood bath I grabbed a sawed off shot gun my friend Blake aka Blazer had used in our civil protection days and kept it with me as a thing remembrance for what I stood for, what WE stood for…*lights a cigar and takes a drag* yea, that’s why they call me Shotgun Pete or as others call me “King Buckshot”…nothing much left to tell you all…cause…well…im still working on the rest of the story…*takes a drag and exhales thick smoke*

code:[/ b] outcast

[Riujin]

i like him