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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mickerus" data-source="post: 907094" data-attributes="member: 11011">Name:  Charles ArctorResidence: Convenient Motel, Anytown, USAOccupation: Struggling MusicianWorld View: Bleak (Full of regret, feels that there's something missing in the world)Personal Goals: Sober up, realise his potential, and make himself into what he should have been years ago.  Currently failing miserably...Motivations:  Regret, sympathy, and a little bit of compassion.Physical (Average)Strength OODexterity OOStamina OOSocial (Excellent)Charisma OOOOO (Compelling*)Manipulation OOOAppearance OOMental (Good)Perception OOOIntelligence OOWits OOOTalents (Excellent)Alertness OOAthleticsAwareness OOBrawl ODodge OExpression OOOIntimidationLeadership OStreetwise OOSubterfuge OSkills (Good, two freebie points)CraftsDrive OOEtiquetteFirearms OMeditationMeleePerformance OOOOStealth OSurvival OOTechnologyKnowledges (Average)AcademicsComputerCosmologyEnigmas OInvestigation OLaw OLinguistics (Spanish, German) OOMedicineOccultScienceSpheres (None Yet...)Advantages (six freebie points)Resources ODream OOOInfluence (Musicians) OMystery OOOOOWillpower (Two freebie points)OOOOOOOBackground: Charles (or Chuck, or Charlie, depending on who's talking) had it hard growing up.  The third of four children in his family, happiness tended to be scarce and money even moreso; his mother worked full-time at a nursing home, while his father was pretty much a professional drinker, and little else.  On his twelth birthday, he recieved a guitar from his parents, probably the only gift that really mattered - he seemed to have a natural talent for playing it.At the age of seventeen, Charles got into an argument with his father that ended in violence.  Three days later, with a black eye and a bruised heart, he dropped out of school, packed up his clothes and guitar, and left without a word.  He's never been back since.He spent the next couple of years hitchhiking around the country, living off of whatever he could make doing odd jobs, playing bars, or from the very rare displays of kindness from strangers.When he was twenty he met Elizabeth, the love of his life.  Though their relationship was sometimes rocky, they genuinely loved each other, and with her support, Charles was finally starting to really move somewhere.  Things were looking great until the accident; Elizabeth died, while Charles was barely scratched.Since then, Charles has reverted back to his old lifestyle, moving from town to town and making what he can from performing.Personality: Charles tends to be a mellow sort.  Something about his demeanor seems to make people want to confide in him, and he's more than willing to listen to other peoples' woes; it distracts him from his own.  When not around others, he takes to drinking and wallowing in his own regret.  Though he isn't terribly lacking in willpower, he somehow lacks the drive to truly accomplish something.Appearance: Simply from looks, Charles is entirely unremarkable.  He's apparently in his late twenties/early thirties (he's 28).  Average looks, with brown hair and eyes, a fairly average height (just a little short of six foot), and plain, usually threadbare clothes make it a rare occasion for him to stand out in a crowd. Notes: Charles' specialty for his high charisma is "compelling".  I see this as being a knack for holding people's attention.  Even when talking about the most mundane things, his mannerisms and speech just make it seem fascinating.His single dot in influence represents his many years as a musician travelling the U.S.  He's played with just about any and everybody, and can probably drop some impressive names.  On the other hand, some people heavily into the music scene, especially local scenes and such, might have heard his name.Finally, though I'm loathe to use a picture of Tom Waits (one of the inspirations for the character to begin with), I think it fits my idea for Charles perfectly.</blockquote>

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