Name: Kip Weston
Age: 147
Race: Ghoul
Gender: Male
Karma: Evil
Faction: Wildcard
Reputation:SPECIAL: •
Strength: 4
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Perception: 8
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Endurance: 7
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Charisma: 6
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Intelligence: 7
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Agility: 5
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Luck: 3
Level: Level 1
Perks: -Feral Whisperer
-Experience Gainer/Resourceful
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 225 lbs.
Body type: Tall, muscular, and toned, which is very noticeable due to the fact that parts of his flesh have rotted away.
Hair style: Sparse, straw-like tufts of hair. He surprisingly has full eyebrows.
Eyes: Piercing, hazy eyes, that are a reddish-brown color.
Skin color: Yellow-brownish skin, littered with sores, scabs, and other minor wounds that give a touch of deep red throughout. There are a few scars on his arms, chest, and legs from previous rot-wounds, and his lips are badly chapped.
Other: On his right arm, there is a patch of muscle that has rotted away from radiation and a previous injury (pre-ghoul) that reveals a 3" area of bone.
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Psychological Description: Kip is cold, calculating, manipulative, and determined. He values strength and pragmatism above all else. The relationships he establishes with others are purely based on usefulness to him. He's unafraid of confrontation, however violent, and kills and slaughters with ease, but not senselessly. Every move and action he takes is geared toward two goals: Gaining knowledge about warfare, and projecting power and itimidation to others.
He became a ghoul while searching an abandoned military base for documents and manuscripts. During the following weeks, while his flesh rotted and his hair fell out, he entered a brief period of psychosis. Eventually bottling up his anger, he carried on about his usual business. However, wherever he went, he encountered people who feared him for his looks. This actually pleased Kip immensely. But when men are foolish enough to antagonize him, disgusted by his presence, he loses control, and in a blind fury, kills such men. Kip has an immensely strong reaction to cracks about his appearance, though does not make any attempt to hide himself from others, feeling instead, that to hide oneself in order to avoid confrontation is weakness. And he couldn't bear this weakness from himself.
Wandering the wasteland for 120 years, Kip's taste for bloodshed en masse has become quite strong. He yearns for the ecstasy of total warfare once again. He has become desperate, yet wise in these years of solitude. In order to achieve total war, he has resolved himself to a new goal, even at the cost of his life.
Inventory:
- Main Weapon: .308 Hunting Rifle
- Secondary Weapon: Combat Knife
- Helmet: Dirty Army Helmet
- Mask: None
- Goggles: None
- Clothes: Army Fatigues (dirty, worn)
- Armor: Padded Army Clothing
- Backpack: Medium Sized Backpack
- First Accessory: Flashlight
- Second Accessory: Bolt Cutters
- Other: Various military documents and a couple of small books
Defect of the Character: Kip is likely to commit violence against anyone who insults his appearance regardless of who it is or the consequences. He's also likely to take extreme risks to further his goal of assembling an army.
Aspirations: To assemble an army and engage in total warfare once again.
Other details: Being raised in Ohana, he has come to detest strongly the Old World values. In Kip's opinion, the Old World values weakness and complacency. He has no desire to take part in such a society and in fact, wishes, ultimately, to destroy all societies where Old World values are cherished. He views conflict and war as the only worthwhile existence. During his travels in the Hawaiian wasteland, Kip has found many books about philosophy and politics; he's read entire histories of empires and civilization. He scoffs at and hates democracy as an ideology of the weak, and he views republics as essentially a bastardized democracy. Kip grew fond of the writings of fascism and specifically the writings of Giovanni Gentile. He came to view a totalitarian dictatorship as the only true way to value strength and power within a society, and wishes to mould his own army into a proto-fascist military society.
Background story: Kip initially joined the Ohanan army out of a sense of duty to where he grew up. He wanted a stable, safe country again just as much as anyone else. But when he experienced his first combat during the first Ohanan Invasion War, something sinister arose inside of him. He realized that he was having fun. Conflict and confrontation made him feel good, happy even. In the face of danger, as bullets and lasers shot passed his head into his brothers in arms, he laughed and smiled. Killing came naturally to him and gifted him a sensation akin to a drug high. Ruthless and fierce, he enjoyed the spoils of war and upon returning to Ohana, was anxious to leave again. Kip came to view war as the way to prosperity, for the soldiers brought riches and new technology with them when they finally returned home.
But alas, the country did not develop much to Kip's liking in the following years. With the arrival of the Great Tide and President Callhorn's plummeting popularity, and subsequent fall from power, warfare became less of a priority to the government of Ohana. Disgusted by the weakness and inefficiency of bureaucracy, Kip, like many others, abandoned his home and became a man without a country.
Over the course of the next few years, Kip spent his time wandering the wastes in search of military history and technology. This eventually led him to an abandoned military base where he unknowingly exposed himself to extremely lethal levels of radiation. After passing out on the floor, he awoke to find his skin had turned bright red and immense pain washed all over his body, inside and out. During the next two weeks, he experienced great agony as his skin rotted away, his hair fell out, and eyes burned. Kip fell in and out of psychosis from the pain his body endured, but eventually the pain ceased. After seeing himself in a mirror, a wave of mixed emotions overcame him at the sight of himself, but in due time, this too ceased. Achieving some sort of equilibrium over the next year, Kip was able to become his old self again, but noticed he sunk into a blind rage whenever someone insulted his appearance.
Much preferring his own company to others, Kip spent the next 120 years wandering the wastes mainly in solitude, reading documents and manuscripts on various subjects. But as time passed, he grew angry at his passive existence, and with no end to his life in sight, recently dedicated himself to a new cause. Kip wishes to amass an army and experience the feeling of total war once again. A cause he has resolved himself to accomplish, or die trying.
Subject: Kip Weston 
