Name: Nakaru
Age: About 100.
Gender: Male.
Physical appearance:Caucasian (Decent complexion.), 6'3 , blond hair, one blue eye and one green eye that seem to glow when in danger. His build is above average, looking like he takes care of himself well.
Clothing of choice: A mobster suit, very classy and expensive. Gloves that match the suit, sometimes dark sunglasses, dress shoes that match the suit. (Suit colors: Pinstripe black, White sometimes.)
Weaponry of choice: Whatever he has at the time, usually a 44. Magnum, and a sawn-off pump shotgun that he could hide in his coat. (He uses basic rounds for the pistol, he uses buckshot most of the time for the shotgun, though he does have deer slugs if doesn't need spread.) A silenced weapon is scarcely on hand, unless he thinks it would be needed.
Race: Unique Human.
Abilities: Regenerates wounds quickly, does not age, very agile, a good marksman.
Personality: Usually likes to be alone, in stressful situations he can get a tad out of hand, he extremely dislikes people who aren't truthful.
Smooth with women, flirty, he hates when they are disrespected or hurt, especially when men are the cause.
Nakaru is a dark thinker, but also a deep one, he can't help to be very observant, this is aided by a small amount of paranoia.
He shows himself as being tough, like he is wearing a suit of armor with no weaknesses, to him, showing weakness could be one of the worst things he could do.
Nak' will try to push you away, keep you distant, if you are replaceable or dispensable he will take little to no interest to you, you would have to try and peirce into his 'armor' and try to get through.
Biography:
Nakaru has forgotten the first name he ever had, such things are unimportant for a freak with no life, and no position in this world. He was just a normal guy, it was America in the 30's, he needed to make a buck, why not sell illegal bootleg liquor? Of course this got him included in the wrong crowd, organized crime, which the families' are unforgiving. He killed people, many people, including a mob boss's son by accident. Nakaru knew he would be punished, he waited every day as he went to work, but then he realizes why they didn't kill him yet, he rushes home, walks through an already open front door, the scene is gruesome.
They raped and slaughtered his wife, stole his daughter to put into a whore-house somewhere, leaving him to an lifeless house. He kneels next to what's left of his spouse, tears running down his cheeks, and reaches over to a bottle of the very deadly liquid that got him into all of this. Nakaru begins shouting, cursing God and screaming that he won't die until everyone on this earth didn't die for a day, he made a promise, but who knew that the next morning he would wake up as a monster.
(Nakaru thinks that he was cursed by God in his sleep, to make sure his promise was held, until the day that no one died on this planet, he was going to walk the earth for eternity.)
(( This is what I will be using, edited from my old RP character from some forum I joined. Michael would fit this so I'm just going to rename him Nakaru! :3))