Character Name: Grimm Maverick
Character Age: 22
Gender: Male
Alliance: None
Rank: None
Appearance (6 or more sentences): Long and lean, Grimm is a taller man. He has hair darker than black, and equally as dark eyes. With occasional stubble on his chin, he looks a lot like a ruffian, but don't be fooled. Grimm is built like none other. With muscles pulling his skin tight, and the devious look on his face, it will be clear soon to most that he is not to be tampered with.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): While appearing to be a laid-back individual, this scruffy exterior hides Grimm's brutal, impulsive, excessively-violent personality and a lethally-short temper. However, despite his aggression and obvious blood lust in battle, Grimm possesses a feral cunning and has a knack for quickly exploiting any opening his opponent reveals. In addition, he is blunt, sarcastic, and quite sadistic, revealing a psychotic grin or laughing maniacally whenever he becomes excited. [/i]
---Likes (at least 3): Women, money, and power.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Open ocean, heights, and being abandoned.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Hand-to-hand combat and being charming.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Women. (He can't punch a lady in the face!) High places. Driving. (He gets into wrecks all the time.)
[b]History (8 or more sentences): Raised in an orphanage, you'd think Grimm's beginning was a sad one. Think otherwise. He found power in a place where the weak were abundant. After starting to deal drugs and other illegal narcotics himself, he soon started a gang among the orphanage, creating a mob when they were all old enough to get out. From then on, he had enough money to go to a community college, and so he did. Receiving his bachelors, he left and did nothing with his degree. Instead, he continues to fight at bars and clubs to this day, and also still operates his own underground drug ring.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Grimm stepped on the broken glass, it crunching beneath his feet as she slunk into the alleyway like a stray cat. His eyes darted around wildly, looking for anyone who might spot him. Anyone who would recognize his face.. Quietly, he sank down next to a dumpster filled to the brim with putrid black bags full of trash and other rotting items. The smell burnt Grimm's eyes, but he didn't mind for the moment. Opening his backpack, the zipper almost seemed to loud for his liking. He grabbed the mask delicately and clipped it onto his face. 'It's time I end this,' he mused to himself as he ran his fingers across his dagger. 'Let the games begin...'
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