BladeRunner

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I gotta character Amon ready for RP... Though I'm not certain of anyone is willing to actually do anything with him (despite the name he's just some dude).

Alright, so a year later, I'm back and looking over my shtuff again. After evaluating the current situation this is meant to be an RP similar Friends, I'm under the impression of asking for roommates (guys, girls, whatever) and looking to do some roleplaying. This may not get traction but a guy can try, right? If you're wanting to room, I can probably take on four peeps, maybe even five, the link to the room is below (depending on the situation I might also change the topics name): https://ecchidreams.com/community/topic/4474-somewhere-at-that-weird-place-called-124-amon-vale/

((Shiiiit, has it really been a year? Well, I guess I could get active with this dogickey here)) After few painstakingly hours, the room 124 was fully set up, and the U-Haul left over at the nearest lot. Boxes were broken down and already the bed made and ready to go for a good night's sleep... If he could sleep. It had been just a few days since the breakup, renting out a vehicle then sleeping in it wasn't such a good idea but it was better than paying out the ass for a shitty hotel. Not that Amon didn't have the money, he was pretty wealthy due to his stinginess and his well paying job. Amon Vale was a man of many flavors, from leaving the windows and door open to listening to Enigma to help wound down for the night; to the suddenness at certain thoughts popping in his head and then to a mixture of emotions from the rollercoaster he's been on. One part told him that bitch deserved to be left, another told him to move on and that it was a right choice, and player three was screaming while the fourth wheel was on fire. He couldn't necessarily comprehend what he'd done, moving away from friends and family and far, far away from his ex-girlfriend, but it was still coming together. On his couch Amon sat just staring at the wall until he snapped to. He stood up, rubbing his face once with a hand, and proceeded to dial his phone for pizza, ordering at least three boxes worth of pepperoni, beef, and spinach chicken artichoke. Earlier Amon had noticed people glancing at him like they never seen someone move heavy boxes and furniture on their own. No one offered to help, assholes, and he was pretty hungry from the long day. The first thing he did was unload dishes and getting them washed whatever was there, he then went on to putting together furniture; a two piece couch and his bed, got his sheets washed and the boxes separated into their respective rooms. There was a laundry list of things to take care of still, but Amon figured he could eat first, shower, then sleep... It wasn't like he had company.

Got a character open if anyone wanna RP

@Lollipop welcome back

@Lollipop "I uh-" Amon's thoughts races as a blonde goddess was hovering over his, exposed and on all fours. His face would be redder than a lobsters back if it weren't for the steam... Hell, she could probably see it already. In his mind however things weren't okay. The crew of the ship were panicking. One of the shipmates were running and panicking as the ship amongst a vast sea throwing himself off. Two others couldn't get a grip on the sails and the Lieutenant had testicular torsion so bad he was on the floor crying. In the background, a clown with red eyes laughed at the chaos. Amon felt his heart pound, dammit! Where were that bravado from earlier?! He didn't know what to do, nor how to respond. Then, something kicked into second gear and his fear faded rapidly. "Oi ye' lil' shites!" An older captain bursted from his quarters, a white stain on his pants and toilet paper quickly becoming mush in the harsh rain, kicked the Lieutenant in the crotch before taking charge, "We're in tha maelstrom now! Get yer asses in gear! I want those sails hoisted or I'm comin' to desecrate yer grandmothur's corpse!" The captain then turned to the clown and said, "And you! Feck off!" The clown stood up with his head hanging low and thee himself off the ship. The sails were raised and the ship began to maintain more control before he shouted again, "Now we're in fer a looong night or me bitch of an ex-wife will drag me down to David Jones! Get yer shite together! You, get me more rum! And you, I want the harpoons ready, we're in fer a big one!" From nowhere, a large tidal wave loomed over the ship, and the crew could only stare in awe. The captain wasn't phased in the least and turned the ship to face the wave. As Vanilla loomed over Amon, without much thought he slapped his hands against either side of her rear with a grip, and stated, "I've never done this before." Amon then went for the plunge and kissed Vanilla on the lips. It wasn't anything forced like, rather something he went in with one smooth motion.

@Lollipop "N-No! Of course not!" Amon backs away hands up in protest, losing his footing again and slamming against the ceramic wall, falling to his ass roughly into a sitting position. He hated being accused like that, though this was the first time it happened, it wasn't the first he'd been accused of being a pervert. There was that one time he was cleaning the showers at another job, he didn't even know there was a "session" between two coworkers and when he opened the bathroom door that's when the drama unfurled. Amon quickly looks away as his face turns beet red, "Look I've got more respect than that, I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry!" After settling down a few seconds later Amon didn't bother trying to get up, instead, simply sighing still looking away, "Yeah... I'm good down here. I didn't scratch you or anything, did I?"

@Lollipop By now the steam from the showers had fogged up the room, the door was closed which caught Amon's attention as Vanilla just entered. He could see her clearly but it was a different view thanks to the heavy steam. She gave Amon that grin and grabbed his hand his hand, pulling the big guy into the shower with her. He was speechless almost, not necessarily expecting Vanilla to be straightforward... Then again, she's been like this since they met. As his skin collided with the different volleys of water Amon begun to relax. His shoulders eased and he allowed the stress in his body to evaporate under the hot pelts of shower. What was great about this particular shower? You didn't just get one direction of where water was coming from but from all directions. That's what Amon loved about the school showers, they were all built like this, except this was far superior and to his guess wouldn't turn into cold water any time soon. Amon turned to see Vanilla with her arms up and staring how relaxing the shower was. He noticed her figure, her skin glistening beneath the water, her appearance altogether entranced him. Amon slowly brought a hand up reaching to touch Vanilla, grab her... Whatever he could do to get her attention as he didn't have much for words. He took a step but instantly slipped and his hand overextended. In an instant, Amon fell face first, his fingers, instead of grasping at Vanillas shoulder accidentally hooked her bikini top and ripped the thing off; her bottom was also hooked onto however only pulled them down about half way. Amon laid in the ground face into the stony floor and loudly sighed in both embarrassment and his clumsiness. One would figure that the flat stone beneath would allow for good grip but apparently there were slick spots... Like that wasn't expected. Placing the palms of either side of his midsection Amon rose back to his feet looking another direction, a nice red spot on his forehead. "Dude, I can't even begin to tell you," Amon began shaking his head and rubbing the spot, , "After today, you'd figure we'd be done getting hurt. But Nooo, instead here we are mother fuckers falling face first into rock..."

@Lollipop As Amon finished the touches of whatever he was doing, he left and entered the living room; then he turned to the feminine voice next to him. Though the steam began to quickly fog the room Amon could clearly see better than anything else Vanilla clad in nothing more than a bikini outfit. The scars on her body didn't seem to phase him at all rather he couldn't help but ogle at the woman before him. Amon tried to find words and after a minute if struggling he finally found them, probably not the best of vocabulary to begin with but they were something. "Pretty and tough, if there were something I felt it'd be horny and-" Amon stopped himself before making that course correction instead opting to answer Vanillas question, "Yeah! Y-yeah sure, I can do that! It's all set up already." Begun to lead the way, his heart starting pound. Easy buddy, he thought to himself, probably just need help... Scrubbing... Her back... Just as they entered the bathroom he undid his tattered jeans leaving only the dark blue boxers from beneath. Amon didn't know where to go from here, and his hesitation was evident. So much for trying to act smooth. Dude, I look like a virgin, Amon thought again and then the voice in the back of his mind quipped, "Because you are a virgin nimrod."

@Lollipop "Sorry you went through that,"Amon stated, leaning against the elevator wall with his arms crossed, "At least now you're free to do as you please, and you've got some good friends on the island you can trust, right?" Amon watched as the number finally settled on Floor 9. When the doors opened Amon exited the box and began to stride toward his room with his hands in his pocket. He didn't want to dwell on Vanillas history primarily because it just sounded plain depressing. That and it would be inconsiderate to Vanilla if Amon kept on about it. Finally reaching his room Amon pulled out the doors key and slid it into the lock. He turned and opened the door to find all of his stuff had been unpacked. His heart sank, thinking someone had broke into his hotel room. Amon rushed in and began to look around frantically until his hurry became confusion. Nothing seemed stolen, instead everything was in the perfect spot he wanted it. Hell, even the coffee pot was in the perfect spot! Amon sighed and said to himself, "This island is so fucking weird." Shaking his head Amon turned to Vanilla and said, "Sorry just... You know, kinda grew up in a rough neighborhood. I'll be right back- I figured I can get the shower started for ya." Amon would proceed to the bathroom, which the details he ignored for now, abd began to okay with the water of the large whirlpool shower. The shower heads, there being eight of them, were spread within the 10x10 square... Was it a tub? No more like a... Square... Anyhow! The elevated wall around the whirlpool was five feet tall, and there was a two foot step that one would have to climb over to get in. Overall, Amon preferred this over a bathtub, damned things too small and showers were far better than baths. The knobs outside the shower were played with until Amon felt the water was hot enough. Sighing again, he allowed the room to quickly steam up then turned to face the mirror. Amon saw how back he look, half his body soaked in crimson and his shirt ripped to high hell- worse than he thought. He then removed the tattered cloth and saw the scars that weren't there before, thanks to Ginger, they would have been completely opened and still hurt like hell. Amon then remembered he had a guest and turned around, getting ready to quickly exit the door to check on her. Being him, Amon also forgot his shirt.

@Lollipop Reaching the hotel finally, Amon began to make his way toward the elevator. He didn't have much to comment on the local and miscellaneous shops along the way and reminded himself to keep note on the Workshop... However Motor Pool had a better ring to it. It was something he owned so Amon would respect the name, he shook the thought off before focusing his attention on Vanilla. The elevator door closed and he could see the numbers above rise from floor to floor. He'd want to visit those shops at a later time. "How long you been here? Were you born on the island or ended finding your way here?" Amon asked.

@Lollipop Amon saw Vanilla circle him. He assumed she was going to go to his right however he was dead wrong as he felt a pair of plump things press again his back. When Vanilla whispered into Amon's ear he shivered something cold. He never had anyone treat him quite like these women in the bar, and Amon almost lost his shit at the thought of Ginger being there as well. Things were... Well hell saying interesting was an understatement. Amon got up a second later and began to follow his way out with Vanilla. Amon turned back and thanked Ginger. Outside Amon couldn't help but feel more relieved than ever, most of the time he was stressed but here he felt comfy. Nevermind that, now onto the task at hand. "To answer your question earlier," Amon began as the pair walked down the path to the hotel, "I would have been good either way. Being dirty for a little bit ain't bad... Especially if you get to freak people out."

@Lollipop A mental sigh of relief, that's all Amon could really think. He was glad she liked it and Ginger as well, years of hunting and learning to cook great foods and dishes but in redneck was both easier and harder than hell. Upon hearing the word, "Room," Amon suddenly remembered such a thing existed. He rubbed an itch at the back of his neck and said, "Yeah, I could use a good shower. We can stay out longer of it tickles your fancy though, I'm in no rush." The fact he was generous to actually consider whatever Vanilla wanted was something to write home about. Getting out of his bloodstained clothes would be great, however Amon felt that Vanilla came first, and it showed. But then again, running around in bloodstained clothes could prove a problem, people get weird about seeing someone who looked like they came from a horror shoot or murder. And truth be told, it was a better idea to go home and take care of that situation than to run amok with reckless abandon, disregarding their appearance. However, Amon couldn't help but linger on Vanilla's- well the parts of her clothes that were ripped, at least from his peripheral, while keeping his eyes locked onto hers. And Vanilla being in those ripped clothing kind of... Kind of turned Amon on, but he shown no sign of it. Keep it to yourself you perv, he thought.

@Lollipop The moment if truth. Amon held a breath in hopes that it tastes alright. Whenever he and his friends used to go hunting this was something they did; fish, hunt, trap, they would make up whatever concoction came to mind. Fried, dried, roasted, grilled, anything really. Amon silentlu let loose that held breath, by the reaction of Vanilla and even Ginger it actually made him feel great about the cooking. He would have made himself some but... Well, with what the blood and that thing back at that clearing his appetite was lost. "Well thank you. I aim to please," Amon replied with a smile now leaning up against the counter, "Had nothing else to do but catch and cook and hunting trips, and anything you don't goes to waste especially if you're several days away from the nearest town. It took a lot of cornmeal and wasted fish to perfect that, so I'd hope it would taste good."

@Lollipop Amon began walking toward the door before stating with a sly grin, "It's a surprise." After entering the the kitchen through the door Amon saw pretty much a standard restaurant kitchen, however it's design wasn't necessarily "standard." While he could focus on the details there was a lady outside waiting for her food. Amon immediately made a beeline for the fridge, opening the massive thing he found different kinds of meat, dairy product, fruit and vegetables, abd whatever else all separate by shelving. He wanted fish and began to dig around before pulling out Bass, oddly freshly cut and prepared by precise quantity. Did islands like this even have bass? He didn't forget the milk either, which was conveniently there as well. Whatever, he thought. Amon then began to rummage through a cabinet and in seconds he found cornmeal and all purpose flour, as well as seasoned salt and oil. After several minutes he then had raw cut up baby okra, as well as potatoes and whatever dishes he needed. Amon went on to batter the fish and okra in their own separate dishes after peeling and chopping up the potatoes. Minutes later there was a boiling pot of water with said potatoes thrown in, a pan of oil used for both fried goods and afterward several vegetables for a toss-together salad. As Amon stood over watching the food and taking care of anything, prepping more stuff, he couldn't help but bob his head to music playing in his head, more specifically, INZOs "Overthinker." Right now he was actually happy, after about twenty minutes he was finishing up with the food Amon cleaned up any mess from the counter to the stove and the table. By then, Amon had already cleaned everything up as the potatoes finished... __ Stepping out of the kitchen with a plate of food; freshly fried okra and bass with a side of mashed potatoes. In a separate bowl a mixture of Romain lettuce, cucumber, tomato, and several other things not listed. Amon set the plate on the counter where Vanilla sat, took and salt and pepper shaker and lightly sprinkler the spices on the fried goods, and set a fork on the plate. "Trick to okra and fish is you gotta make it perfect. Too much corn meal, corn meal's way too strong, not enough cornmeal and you don't get any crunch or added flavor. Just... Balance is what you need." Amon stated, clearly getting out of the way the question that might, or might not be asked. It wasn't a five star dish, though he's made that before several occasions, Amon wanted to do something simple... Or, if she didn't like greasy food, he guess another try would work.

Amon smiled but held back a laugh. Well, he supposed not everyone was good a cook. That said he shifted and stood from the stool and gave his back a stretch and loud pops crackled from them. It was time to get to a little work. Firstly, Amon would need to find a kitchen and the supplies... And whatever he'd cook. He then turned to Vanilla and began to ask, "What tickles your fancy?" Then Amon turned to Ginger, "Think you could show me the kitchen?"

@Lollipop Amon nearly snorted, he knew to some extent he was alright looking... Then again, in the past other women thought he was cute. And that is what Vanilla was saying now, he began to grow more comfortable with the situation and actually let loose. Between Vanillas attitude and Gingers demeanor this allowed Amon to throw out the old concepts and actually be himself for once in his life. He was unaware of the blood stains on his body and clothes, completely forgetting them altogether whether it was good or bad. "Hah! Quit buttering me up like that," Amon quipped with a smile on his face, "I'm not sure where we'd go, kinda lost that for a second, I figured I'd take you out to eat but..." He just remembered the blood covered clothing, "I can cook, maybe here at the Shnack Bar if Ginger'll let me, and head around anywhere really afterward? Or just go exploring, there's a lot to this island I haven't seen. I dunno." Amon finished taking a swig of alcohol, or whatever was left of it.

@Lollipop Amon felt a sudden sharpness in his mind... If that was possible. No one ever really told him anything like that, and it was probably the best thing in... A good while actually! With a sigh and a few light nods of his head, Amon said, "Thank you," a bit quietly. It wasn't everyday to get compliments let alone a boost of morale. Just before Vanilla walked up Amon began to respond. "It's hard for me to not feel that way. And honestly even since I've been here the past... Few hours, give out take, I haven't experienced real life stuff until I came here, I guess you call it. I played football, track, used VR, had a girl or two. I've even been in fights yet I get so conflicted here because I've never experienced this kind of freedom before. I'm hesitant of anyone's touch because... Well, you can say it's all bad experience, and honestly, I think being touched is probably the best thing. Maybe not a guy, but still, I haven't felt this alive since I was a kid. Thank you." Amon was quite sincere when he was talking to Ginger, not really holding back. Always he felt prisoner to a life everyone seemed to walk, yet here he felt free, unbound by the confines of his home and those he knew. That was a lot getting Amon to open up, and still he digested the information of this strange island he'd be staying on. No longer did he want to go home, this island was it. Once Vanilla interjected with a more relaxed mood than before, Amon cocked a brow and said playfully, "The riffraff, this and that. You afraid she'll steal your date?"

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@Lollipop "Hunting games, oil wrestling, and wet t-shirt contest... Huh, and I doubt that's all of the games then... You know, you all know how to have a good time. And I can see some people being pent up around here joining those games like that," Amon had tu recount and reason to himself out loud, of course he was half-speaking to Ginger, he then continued after she explained the penalty, "I'm... Very weird about being touched like that. Maybe I could join but... I don't know. I guess watching's the next best option." It was this incident speaking to Ginger that Amon could very well be a virgin... Which he is. The closest he's ever gotten was kissing, and that was it. Amon always considered hiring a hooker or maybe getting with some chick on a dating site for the millionth time. Regardless, he appeared nervous as he rubbed the back of his neck on the subject of those games. Cool, but he's never really had anyone touch him in any manner. Amon's tried these dating sites but they demanding money for college in order to even meet them! Shit, getting the ex to hold his hand was a difficult task as she was always sneaking around and used the guy for a place to live; minus the abuse. And because of that reason Amon became suspicious of other women due to what he went through, "going out," with Vanilla made him have to act abd react in ways he couldn't have thought before. Amon wasn't necessarily certain he'd get laid, hell, he was surprised that he even made it this far! Speaking if which, Amon completely forgot about Vanilla, however he assumed she was doing her job. Oh well. He assumed that she'd come back... Maybe later. He now doubted it. Amon sighed as he leaned against the bar with his elbows and said a bit quietly, "Hell, I'd be surprised if I can even get along with a lot of the chicks here. I think you and Vanilla are the only nice women I've met in years." Amon's comment was a sad but an honest one. He didn't have the pseudo-confidence like earlier when he acted like a man. He didn't know exactly what that was! And what the hell was Amon thinking anyway, trying to impress anyone on the first day. His mind began to race and he began to overthink the events of today, that usual creeping feeling of insignificance began to slowly grow, and now he looked troubled instead of calm.

Citadel, or the High District, is the main hub for the Vanguard military, Fortress Security, scientific industries, and any governing bodies of Gamma. While allowing Mayor Anston to "govern" the Market District as a project, the real Overseer of all of Gamma Fortress is Conrade Henson. The Citadel District is completely off limits to any media, any civilians, and even the likes of outside businesses and vigilantes. It's silvery steel and concrete walls are heavily guarded by Vanguard suits, using state-of-the-art energy and other advanced weapons and gear. Anyone caught attempted to bypass the walls will be dealt with severely. Little to the public knowledge, many people disappeared around Citadel. And little do they know the truth lurking behind the steel walls is one that they couldn't believe, even if presented to them.

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Basic Info Name: First and Last, simple enough. This includes nicknames Alias: If you are a hero, villain, go by a code name of whatever. If not, put "N/A" Age: Regular humans have said to live a shorter life span, however some are reported to live beyond 100 years. Whatever the case, unless a human is enhanced/mutated as such all people's are to stay at a reasonable age. And no, you can't look 25 and be 80, not unless you have some special permission from Staff. Appearance: Another simple thing, please explain what your character looks like. At least give a good 1+ paragraph (s). You can use a picture for reference of you so desire, or do both! Are there any identifying features, notable scars or tattoos, you know the drill! ------------------- Simple Info Alignment: Are they good or evil? Below is the Alignments you'll use: Lawful Good (LG), Neutral Good (NG), Chaotic Good (CG) Lawful Neutral (LN), True Neutral (TN), Chaotic Neutral (CN) Lawful Evil (LE), True Evil (TE), Chaotic Evil (CE) Faction: This is whatever group/faction you belong to. Please use the following (If not part of any, simply put N/A): Unity H, The People's Militia, The League, The Underground If you wish for a custom group, please consult with Staff about it, and we'll see if we can work something out. This can range from broken-off factions to even gangs and raider groups. Occupation: "Regular Job, then "Secret Occupation" If you're the simple man/woman, what is your regular job? This can range from scavenging, hunting, tailoring, technical support, lawyer, and whatever else. But if you're someone no one else knows about, what's your secret side job, like say you're a tailor but at night you're a hero cleaning the streets. Or perhaps the Chief of Staff for the Militia and also part of the Underground. Whatever the case, you must be able to have an occupation. Remember though, you cannot have two jobs of the Factions that are a conflict of interest. Unless it's more in-depth and plays out well in-character, please don't do it. If you have ideas and questions, it's best to ask a Staff member about it. You can be a banker and part of the League, however you must give a logical reason as to how your character would be part of the People's Militia and the League. -------------------- Character Info View Points: What does your character believe in? What are they fighting for, what is it they believe the world should be? Do they help others, are they selfish? This requires at least a paragraph or more. The more you add, the more flavor it has. Strengths: Every character must have 3+ strengths, and just as many weaknesses. These strengths can range from charisma to fast reflexes and such. Each strength must have a good sentence each. Strengths are to exclude powers! Flaws: Just as important, must be able to match the amount of Strengths as well, and must compliment each other. These flaws can range from some bone disease to hideousness from mutation. Each flaw must have a good sentence explaining it. Weaknesses are to exclude powers! And no, "Runs very slow," Isn't a weakness. Abilities/Skills: This includes powers, being extremely proficient with a weapon or even technology. Every skill and power/ability must have its strengths and weaknesses. For example: a huntsman is good with bows and arrows, however is completely lost when it comes to computers and most technologies not used for hunting. A hero has the power to control fire and are super durable, however they are abnormally weak to water and sugar. A technophile is super intelligent, but they don't even know how to fight are are generally weak, only ever relying on technology and machines to fight for her. The power can be strong, but it must have a drawback, maybe even a recharge rate, it's strength and weaknesses. Power(s): What's the power called? Can be Cryokinesis, or whatever suits your fancy. Remember: Not everyone has to have a power, or even be a hero or villain at that. Description: Give an in-depth description of what you can do with it. This requires a good 1+ Paragraphs. More spice= More flavor. Super strength doesn't need much for explanation, however if it's a very unique power or skill it must be described to some extent. Strength/Weakness: Nothing overpowered, however we need an ideal of what the strengths and weaknesses are. Someone who controls ice can be weak to someone who controls fire. A woman can shape shift for a limited time, however if someone touches her she immediately turns into that person. Each strength compliments each weakness, and vice versa. Perhaps you can even use your disadvantage to your advantage? However many strengths there are must be the same amount of weaknesses, however if you do not have as many weaknesses, make sure they are good enough to where it balances out the strengths. Equipment: What kind of items does your character use? Examples can range from mousetraps to tasers. What are they used for? Are they really useful? Weapon(s): When thinking about weapons, we are using 21st arms and melee weapons. Blades such as broadswords and katanas are expensive and hard to find, the arts to creating them nearly lost and miniscule in weaponsmiths. However there exists homemade weapons like pipe rifles/pistols, restored weapons of the Old World, and so forth. Anything advanced would need a good explanation as to why and how the character has it/them (must also go through mod approval). Advanced weapons are normally used by Vanguard and Fortress Security, while heroes and villains could potentially have some unique gizmo as well. Apparel: This is more for clothing, armor, and whatever else your character wears. We don't need a wardrobe worths of ware, however any unique armor/suits are put her. Please do give a good paragraph explaining it. Pictures are acceptable, however you still need a good explanation with what it's purpose is and so forth. ---------------------- Meat of the Character Personality: Every character has a personality. And it's not as simple as, "Strong, Brave, and cares for others." A personality is required to have a good paragraph and half or more (That is 7-8+ Sentences). We want a little flavor, we want homemade street tacos, not Billy Bob's soggy shells. Whatever the case, you must be wary of history as well, as both History and Personality play off each other. Make it reasonable, as both tend to compliment each other. History: Just as important. Everyone, a hero, villain, a regular civilian, abd so forth has a back story. We only require you do a 2+ paragraph history, the struggles, maybe even the good times, and even if there isn't much to say about the character what really happened that defined them? Are they a crook, maybe even part of the People's Militia; perhaps in secret a hero or villain, or even just the Average Joe/Jill trying to make a living? Whatever the case, a you must be wary of personality as well, as both History and Personality play off each other. Make it reasonable, as both tend to compliment each other.