Post by Wepon on Dec 18, 2010 23:34:11 GMT -5
Full name } Vincent Anderson.
Aliases } Vince, Vincey, Vinny.
Species } Hunter.
Age } 17; Feburary 18th, 1993.
Weight } 139 pounds.
Height } 6'0"
Build } Tall and lanky, very thin and fast on his feet.
Strengths }
- Fast, agile.
- Good climber.
- Parkour-like qualities.
Weaknesses }
- Easily distracted.
- Not at all smart.
- Impulsive.
Quirks }
- Enjoys scaring Witches, and will usually lead Survivors to a room containing one and will purposely startle her to watch the carnage unfold.
- Is highly interested by survivors. Will usually try to communicate with them in hisses and snarls, usually leading in him getting shot, at which he'll be provoked into biting them. Shows slight dislike towards males, though.
- Used to practice parkour prior to infection, still retains some of his agility.
Injuries } Bite on his shoulder, concealed by hoodie.
Scars } A few healed up scratches on his back, though the bloodstains are still visible through the fabric of his hoodie.
Appearance } Once pale skin was now a mess of greys and greens, bumps and scars riddling what skin was exposed, stained in blood due to the infection. Fingers had sharpened themselves to a point, more of claws then anything. Teeth had done the same, hued a sickly yellow and bathed in what looked like scarlet blood. Eyes had been clawed out, leaving two gaping holes in his skull, whether the wound was self inflicted or a cause of the infection unknown. Messy ginger hair was choppy, falling around his face and peering out over his hoodie due to it's longness and more then often getting in his way while stalking after survivors. Black hoodie was usually drawn around his face, covering his eyes much to the delight of those who were squeamish. White design on the front and claw marks on his back stuck out like a sore thumb, however. Blue undershirt was barely visible unless you focused on the Hunter, or if he wasn't running straight at you in that frequently taken animal-like posture. Light brown pants stretched down to his ankles, revealing black army-esque boots. Duct tape swathed portions of his limbs, used to decrease air resistance whenever the boy had felt up to praticing parkour, which was quite often prior to infection.
Personality } If Vince had been ADHD in life, it certainly showed in his time after he'd been infected. The boy was always found pestering others, practically running circles around them in futile attempt to burn off his ever persistent energy. He was never one to stay still, usually found on his latest 'adventure', which involved either Witch Startling or Boomer Tipping, courtesy of his overactive mind, often dragging others into his exploits. Catlike curiousity usually hung over him like a plague, not aware of the things in whatever past life he may have had, usually rifling through old human items in attempt to find something to entertain him. Piqued interest in surviors was always apparent, especially among females, oddly friendly among them, usually waving in the process. However, if one were to show signs of aggression towards him, the Infected would launch himself at them, usually resorting to clawing at their chest in quite an animal-like manner.
