Post by clashinc on Mar 31, 2020 19:15:24 GMT -5
Name: Onson Mixon
Age: 38
Date of Birth: March 29th
Place of Birth: Bronx, New York, New York
Blood Type: A negative
Residence: Ennerdale or some crap, you ask too many questions.
Organization: GUARDIAN
Occupation: Fixer
Nature: It's important to keep things simple. The world's overrun with freaks and anime rejects, people are naming cities after trash pandas, there are bio-weapons flying around, what're you gonna do? K.I.S.S, keep it simple, stupid. Work with what you know. B.O.W.s? Zombies? Squirrels? Bad RPers? There are guns for that. Everything else? A little patience and some good manners.
Demeanor: It's important to keep things simple. The world's overrun with freaks and anime rejects, people are naming cities after trash pandas, there are bio-weapons flying around, what're you gonna do? K.I.S.S, keep it simple, stupid. Work with what you know. B.O.W.s? Zombies? Squirrels? Bad RPers? There are guns for that. Everything else? A little patience and some good manners.
Temperament: Onson's good at managing stress, and can keep a level head in most situations. Stuff he doesn't understand? That'll piss him off, that's where those grey hairs came from.
Character Strengths: Onson's good with logistics, with guns, and with work ethic.
Personality Flaws: There are a lot of things Onson just doesn't get. all that technical mumbo jumbo that went into making the monsters that changed the world? Nope. Supernatural crap and ghost-hunter shows? Nope. It's pretty easy to make this guy feel out of his depth, and he normally defaults to a subordinate role when challenged by something new or foreign to him.
Persona Summary: It's important to keep things simple. The world's overrun with freaks and anime rejects, people are naming cities after trash pandas, there are bio-weapons flying around, what're you gonna do? K.I.S.S, keep it simple, stupid. Work with what you know. B.O.W.s? Zombies? Squirrels? Bad RPers? There are guns for that. Everything else? A little patience and some good manners.
Classification: Human
Body Type: Former high school athlete
Height: 6'1
Weight: 170
Hair Color: Black with a worrying number of white hairs
Eye Color: blue
Distinguishing Marks: Somewhat heavyset, slight jowls.
Physical Capabilities: Onson's put in enough time at the range, out hunting, or just playing with guns to be considered on par with, if not superior to, most branches of the US military's infantry. He borders on being a crack shot with most forms of firearms, and is a knowledgeable and capable craftsman. However, a more important aspect of Onson is his management capabilities. He's capable of balancing multiple equations in his head and his observational and deductive skills are uncanny, as is his memory though it's far from photographic.
Bodily Limitations: Though not an old man, Onson Mixon's far from in his prime. His stamina's not what it used to be, and a diet of high sugar, high fat junk food has ravaged his muscles and left him with a muffin top and a skin condition. He gets winded easily, and it would be generous to describe his physical capabilities as "average"
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It's important to keep things simple. The world's overrun with freaks and anime okay I've done that enough. Onson Mixon was born in the Bronx, growing up with two working parents and an older sister. He learned a lot from his family, wanting to help his dad with whatever he was doing from an early age, usually working on maintaining the house's plumbing or some carpentry project. Onson's dad, Glen-Allen Mixon, was a self styled handy-man, and renovating their home was equal parts passion project and recreation activity. His mother, Nancy Mixon, was a professional financial adviser and former accountant. Though he loved her, and he appreciated it later in life, he resented his mother emphasizing his schoolwork over spending time with his father or his sister. Cassandra Mixon often watched over Onson, either after school while his parents worked or taking him out around the city with him. Cass was passionate about violence. She took martial arts courses since before Onson was born, ensured he had a steady diet of classic action movies and M-rated video games, and would take him with her down to the range, teaching him to handle firearms and know the difference between the pretend violence of her movies and games and the very real implications of guns.
When shit first hit the fan, Onson was working for a shipping company. His mother had put a word in for him, and got him a cushy desk job, letting him get a head for paperwork and learn the small joys of a daily routine. When shit first hit the fan, Onson was happy. He wasn't when he and his sister fled New York. They went with her friends inland, to lower population, rural areas. They made connections, they brokered deals, they faced hardships but Onson kept learning, kept growing. He found new uses for his skills, all that time he spent working with his dad (And Cass's boyfriend Lou) got him into modifying guns, basic metalworking, the basics of engineering. Making connections with other people out in what could still be considered untamed frontier helped him learn the art of haggling, bartering, getting value out of a trade. Over time, people drifted away. He lost track of his sister in a small town outside of Nevada, the friend he traveled with splitting off and becoming contacts he'd keep in touch with.
He'd joined up with GUARDIAN upon making his way to Raccoon City, hearing that's where people were gathering. Why anyone would want to live in a city named after trash pandas was beyond him, but it got him a job. Those contacts he made were surprisingly good at acquiring hardware that he was more than happy to purchase for GUARDIAN, and when you're dealing with freaks like those having hardware like this helps.
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