[PG-16] Brave New World: Return of the Magi (SU/OOC)

[Descartes]

Name: Eli Henderson
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Weapon: Emerald Wood Axe

Appearance: Eli is built like a scrapper, just a hair under six feet and built from lean muscle. He's trying to grow a beard, but so far all he has are faint bristles on his face. On the top of his head he has plenty of hair, which is natural Scottish red and made up into a euro-hawk. His born skin tone is quite pale due to his Scottish lineage, but he's slightly darkened from spending most of his waking hours under the sun.

He's never seen without his aviator sunglasses, which he even keeps on during the night due to the strange belief that there's things in the world that will eat your soul on eye contact; with this Apocalypse he might just be right. Eli wears cargo shorts for their ever handy pockets, and combat boots for their sturdy practicality in all environments. A tad less practical is his denim jacket, which has the sleeves cut off and is left open to expose the wife beater he wears underneath. The back of his denim jacket has “Creedence Clearwater Revival” stitched in black yarn. On his left breast side of his jacket he has two small pins, one of a peace sign and one of a hand grenade.

Personality: Eli is one part free spirit and two parts rebel. He's spent his life doing what ever he wants, confident that he can handle the consequences once they come around. He would got out mud bogging instead of studding for the big math test, and would cheat without getting caught to just barely pass. He wouldn't just smoke in the boy's bathroom, but also drink. It's a strong belief of his that you just need to live life, and tackle each issue that comes up once it rears its ugly head.

This isn't to say Eli is a jerk, far from it. He would always share his drink with anyone that walked into the bathroom, teachers included, and after every test he'd make sure to slip a twenty dollar bill into the backpack of the kid he cheated on. Life is give and take for Eli, and he's quick to show others his idea of a good time.

As for interests, Eli can't think of anything better than driving fast in his beat up pick up truck while blasting Creedence Clearwater Revival. He doesn't mind cheap alcohol as long as it puts hair hair on chests, but he does prefer the finer trees. He also loves archery, but is horrible at it to the point where he would never depend on it for defense or hunting. His favorite video game series is tetris, and he always carries an old gameboy with an old copy of it to play when he gets bored and isn't able to run around.

He does have one quirk that stands in contrast to the rest of his character. Eli is a conspiracy theorist. He believes he sees things that most people just refuse to accept. That beneath society there's two side fighting it out, one of darkness and one of light. He honestly doesn't care what the sides stand for, just that they need to get their own planet and stop screwing up the world with their war. On this note Eli considers himself a mild misotheist. He doesn't truely hate the gods, but he thinks they really need to butt out and take chill pill.

History: Eli was born into a dysfunctional family. His father was a drunk, but even on the booze he was not a violent man. Momma Henderson was high strung, both by her husband’s drinking and her son's terrible habit of lighting fires. After the third time Eli burnt down the house, he was sent to live with his dad's brother.

Uncle Henderson turned out to be a conspiracy theorist. To him, everything that went wrong could be traced to some government plot to control the masses. This rubbed off on young Eli, though he took it to a different level. Just by looking at the world around him Eli would conclude that the government was too incompetent to maintain an evil plot. If it failed to rule itself, how could it hope to rule the masses? No, Eli saw that there was bigger things out there than men and the government, and that they best well bugger off. Here Eli spent all his preschool, elementary, and most of middle school life.

The clearest memory Eli has of this time was watching a Dracula movie with his uncle. Eli had never heard of Dracula's before, and he asked his uncle if they existed. Uncle Henderson nodded his head, and hold him, “ye bet they are, the main fangeled MAN is keepin' them a sekriet.” Then the door bell rang, seemingly in time with the dracula biting into a oddly willing woman's neck. Eli jumped from his seat, and dear uncle told him to check the door while he was out of his seat. He opened the door, and a well groomed man in a suit was smiling down at him. “Hello young man,” the suit wearer said, “would you like a copy of the book of mormon?” Uncle told him to slam the door; Eli obeyed. Since then Draculas and Mormons always had a weird, opposing connections. Possible at war? He'd investigate further.

It was shorty after his thirteenth birthday that Eli received a surprising letter from his father. He had divorced his mother long ago, and was recently married to a new woman. Right in his letter he wrote that he wasn't ready to take him back home until he married again. In short sighted rage Eli burned the note, but quickly got over it and packed his bags. He said farewell to his uncle, and moved back with his father.

His father had married a hippy, and considering the how he had come out of a marriage with a high strung woman Eli wasn't too surprised. What did surprise him was that he now had a step-brother. His name was Kevin, and he was the chillest guy Eli had ever met. Kevin and is the one that brought three very important things into Eli's life. Homemade shine, smoking, and lawn gnomes. The latter was more of a secret enjoyment. Eli and Kevin would steal lawn gnomes from their neighbors' lawns and stash them in the bomb shelter Eli had started to dig in their back yard. In that bomb shelter they had their own secret kingdom, of lawn gnomes. The step brothers were as thick as thieves. And actual thieves.

But good things never last. During their first week of highschool Kevin went missing. There was a community search at first, but eventually that fizzled down. People started to guess that maybe Kevin ran away, but Eli would never believe that. He remembered the draculas, and how they stalked and kidnapped prey to feed on, and the mormons who were ever suspicious. Could these two secret entities be responsible for Kevin going missing? This is a question that's kept Eli up many a night.

Other than that, Eli lived a relatively normal highschool life. He cheated on tests, skipped classes to go mud bogging, and would share his homemade brew with his history teacher, who he had an understanding with. I don't know what time the world went to hell, but I can promise you one thing. Eli will be in his smoke filled truck, listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival at full blast.

[DVB]

Name: Eli Henderson
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Weapon: Emerald Wood Axe

Appearance: Eli is built like a scrapper, just a hair under six feet and built from lean muscle. He's trying to grow a beard, but so far all he has are faint bristles on his face. On the top of his head he has plenty of hair, which is natural Scottish red and made up into a euro-hawk. His born skin tone is quite pale due to his Scottish lineage, but he's slightly darkened from spending most of his waking hours under the sun.

He's never seen without his aviator sunglasses, which he even keeps on during the night due to the strange belief that there's things in the world that will eat your soul on eye contact; with this Apocalypse he might just be right. Eli wears cargo shorts for their ever handy pockets, and combat boots for their sturdy practicality in all environments. A tad less practical is his denim jacket, which has the sleeves cut off and is left open to expose the wife beater he wears underneath. The back of his denim jacket has “Creedence Clearwater Revival” stitched in black yarn. On his left breast side of his jacket he has two small pins, one of a peace sign and one of a hand grenade.

Personality: Eli is one part free spirit and two parts rebel. He's spent his life doing what ever he wants, confident that he can handle the consequences once they come around. He would got out mud bogging instead of studding for the big math test, and would cheat without getting caught to just barely pass. He wouldn't just smoke in the boy's bathroom, but also drink. It's a strong belief of his that you just need to live life, and tackle each issue that comes up once it rears its ugly head.

This isn't to say Eli is a jerk, far from it. He would always share his drink with anyone that walked into the bathroom, teachers included, and after every test he'd make sure to slip a twenty dollar bill into the backpack of the kid he cheated on. Life is give and take for Eli, and he's quick to show others his idea of a good time.

As for interests, Eli can't think of anything better than driving fast in his beat up pick up truck while blasting Creedence Clearwater Revival. He doesn't mind cheap alcohol as long as it puts hair hair on chests, but he does prefer the finer trees. He also loves archery, but is horrible at it to the point where he would never depend on it for defense or hunting. His favorite video game series is tetris, and he always carries an old gameboy with an old copy of it to play when he gets bored and isn't able to run around.

He does have one quirk that stands in contrast to the rest of his character. Eli is a conspiracy theorist. He believes he sees things that most people just refuse to accept. That beneath society there's two side fighting it out, one of darkness and one of light. He honestly doesn't care what the sides stand for, just that they need to get their own planet and stop screwing up the world with their war. On this note Eli considers himself a mild misotheist. He doesn't truely hate the gods, but he thinks they really need to butt out and take chill pill.

History: Eli was born into a dysfunctional family. His father was a drunk, but even on the booze he was not a violent man. Momma Henderson was high strung, both by her husband’s drinking and her son's terrible habit of lighting fires. After the third time Eli burnt down the house, he was sent to live with his dad's brother.

Uncle Henderson turned out to be a conspiracy theorist. To him, everything that went wrong could be traced to some government plot to control the masses. This rubbed off on young Eli, though he took it to a different level. Just by looking at the world around him Eli would conclude that the government was too incompetent to maintain an evil plot. If it failed to rule itself, how could it hope to rule the masses? No, Eli saw that there was bigger things out there than men and the government, and that they best well bugger off. Here Eli spent all his preschool, elementary, and most of middle school life.

The clearest memory Eli has of this time was watching a Dracula movie with his uncle. Eli had never heard of Dracula's before, and he asked his uncle if they existed. Uncle Henderson nodded his head, and hold him, “ye bet they are, the main fangeled MAN is keepin' them a sekriet.” Then the door bell rang, seemingly in time with the dracula biting into a oddly willing woman's neck. Eli jumped from his seat, and dear uncle told him to check the door while he was out of his seat. He opened the door, and a well groomed man in a suit was smiling down at him. “Hello young man,” the suit wearer said, “would you like a copy of the book of mormon?” Uncle told him to slam the door; Eli obeyed. Since then Draculas and Mormons always had a weird, opposing connections. Possible at war? He'd investigate further.

It was shorty after his thirteenth birthday that Eli received a surprising letter from his father. He had divorced his mother long ago, and was recently married to a new woman. Right in his letter he wrote that he wasn't ready to take him back home until he married again. In short sighted rage Eli burned the note, but quickly got over it and packed his bags. He said farewell to his uncle, and moved back with his father.

His father had married a hippy, and considering the how he had come out of a marriage with a high strung woman Eli wasn't too surprised. What did surprise him was that he now had a step-brother. His name was Kevin, and he was the chillest guy Eli had ever met. Kevin and is the one that brought three very important things into Eli's life. Homemade shine, smoking, and lawn gnomes. The latter was more of a secret enjoyment. Eli and Kevin would steal lawn gnomes from their neighbors' lawns and stash them in the bomb shelter Eli had started to dig in their back yard. In that bomb shelter they had their own secret kingdom, of lawn gnomes. The step brothers were as thick as thieves. And actual thieves.

But good things never last. During their first week of highschool Kevin went missing. There was a community search at first, but eventually that fizzled down. People started to guess that maybe Kevin ran away, but Eli would never believe that. He remembered the draculas, and how they stalked and kidnapped prey to feed on, and the mormons who were ever suspicious. Could these two secret entities be responsible for Kevin going missing? This is a question that's kept Eli up many a night.

Other than that, Eli lived a relatively normal highschool life. He cheated on tests, skipped classes to go mud bogging, and would share his homemade brew with his history teacher, who he had an understanding with. I don't know what time the world went to hell, but I can promise you one thing. Eli will be in his smoke filled truck, listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival at full blast.

ACCEPTED! Some intertesting things will come up, especially about human nature. Also, the Emerald Wood Axe is arguably the best for healing, so keep that in mind. We just need someone to take the Thunder Lance.

[Konk]

Hey! can I reserve the Topaz Thunder Lance?

[Delta Hunter]

The GM was busy with some stuff, but I'll tell you now, you're reserve is accepted! You have one week, but please, do take your time, no need to rush.

[seapegasus]

As it has been much more than a week since the Lance was reserved, I would like to reserve it instead, if that's alright.