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Name: Geoff White
Nickname: 'Messenger'
Class: Courier
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 121 lbs
Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks: Scar on his right cheek, about 3 inches long going horizontally.
Noticeable Differences from Picture: His hair colour is not white, instead it is to be a dull brown colour, the bandanas are all brown with the outer layer having a desert camo pattern. His coat is a dark brown colour and there is no patch on the shoulder.
Personality: Geoff is known to be a laid back and almost uncaring person, sarcasm being a natural reaction from him regarding just about anything. He can be a bit hot-headed at times, but these are rare instances that are only triggered by doing something he dislikes greatly. He is seen as a lazy individual due to him being found in the bar of just about any bar he crosses asleep with his feet up on the table, but for those that have hired him they know he is anything but lazy, willing to dive headfirst through battlefields to deliver messages to the recipient.

Fatal Flaw: Can not say no to a paying job, no matter how dangerous it is, he will be reluctant to take on any job that has him going through dangerous areas but will say yes in the end. Has no knowledge of combat arts, so hand to hand combat or melee combat will be a big issue for him.

Bio:

There are many on the wastelands who are called psychos, for doing anything for the rush of adrenaline, Geoff was once one of those people, about nine years ago Geoff was a known runner for a group of bandits known as the "Maniacs", nicknamed as such due to their almost insane choice of death seeking actions. The group was well known in the East Coast for their daring acts of vandalism, arson, murder, highway robbery, and a drug smuggling ring. Geoff however, was a runner it was his task to get from one place to the next in the fastest way possible, whether it was to extort smaller gangs that were in the area or to deliver orders to the other Manic outpost, they would come to him. He became quickly known throughout the East Coast as 'The Bearer of Bad News", or 'The Messenger' due to his affiliation with the Maniacs and their bad reputation.

It wasn't until 2 years ago that Geoff planned to leave the life he led, as it caused people who wanted the Maniacs dead or gone to target him, some would try to intercept the orders he was to deliver, while some would attack him just because they knew who he was. It wasn't an easy life on him, so he planned to escape heading West to find any other standing civilizations. On his lonely trip he discovered that the Maniacs weren't too happy about him leaving their services and believed him to be working for another group, branding him a traitor and sending the smaller gangs to kill him. Being pursue by these gangs Geoff managed to flee after a small skirmish with one of the gangs, one such member slashing a machete horizontally along his right cheek, unable to scavenge for supplies as he feared that they would find him he left with very few supplies. Making his way down the empty roads of the world he takes on the only job he knows, being a courier for people, willing to deliver goods for payment either by the sender or recipient, failure to pay usually doesn't end well for anyone.

Strengths
+Fast
+Lightweight
+Climbing building/debris/rock walls/trees
+Haggling
+Small firearms (Handguns, SMGs, light carbines)
Weakness:
-Melee combat (Unarmed and armed)
-Frail bone structure
-No knowledge of medical procedures
-Never scouts out an area
-Rushes into combat
Likes:
✔ Getting paid
✔ Drinking rum
✔ A warm bed
✔ The open road
✔ Feeling free as a bird
✔ Climbing
✔ Being able to talk his way through things.
✔ Having a plan come together
✔ Feeling safe from his past
Dislikes:
✖ When his employer doesn't pay
✖ Drinking beer
✖ Sleeping outside
✖ Being cooped up inside all day, besides in bars.
✖ Being jailed, it has happened before.
✖ Falling
✖ When things don't go according to plan
✖ Maniacs
✖ Being chased
Other Information:
Geoff is an adrenaline junkie, loving the thrill of the near death. Due to this he decides to never check his surroundings, usually leaving him in a tight bind.