Micky Tenfield

Name: Micky 'Mick' Tenfield

Gender: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Age: 26

Body: skinny, and emaciated, Sunken eyes, and heavy eyebags. He has some tone to him, being able to lift 100 pounds (45kg) on average.

Height: 5'11

Weight: 120lb

Complexion: Pale, and gaunt.

If in an urban environment: Will be seen wearing a blue undershirt with a clean white button-up which carries a floral design. Dark blue slacks, ironed and cleaned of any residue. Finally Black dress shoes with white socks.

If In a true horror setting, (ie, Haunted mansion, graveyard, sewers, yadda yadda): [*]True horror Clothing: He'd be seen wearing a blue T-shirt and blood-ridden Button-up, with faded and torn jeans with various wear and tear. He'd also sport dress shoes with old white socks which have seen considerable use of running and have begun to tear.[*]

Hair: A dark faded brown with what appears to be deep red roots. The hair is soft and fluffy, reaching to his neck, but the front is always swept back.

Eyes: His eyes maintain a pale violet coloration

Handedness: Right-handed

Scars: Many different and very faded slashes along his arms, some large gash scars along his stomach and chest, Hundreds of cigarette burn scars along his back and shoulders.

Personality: He is a very tired, and introverted man, being cold to many people around him, including loved ones. He is also very polite, especially to those older than him, though, this appears to stem from pure malice and fear. Through and through, Micky is a protective person, and will go to great lengths to ensure no harm comes to the people he cares about.

Mannerisms: When hungry, he intensely stares down the people around him, while tapping his fingers on the nearest hard surface.

Likes: He enjoys the sounds of a piano, and knows how to play it, and the violin. He loves his coffee, but will never take it black; only with caramel and some milk. He enjoys cooking, and the sight of fresh blood, that be animal, insect, or other.

Dislikes: Elders, Absolutely despises them with every ounce of his soul. Loud, constant noises gets him very agitated very quickly. Cigarettes and cigarette smoke; He hates them with such a degree, smoking one is a easy way to get on his radar.