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HALLOWEEN TOWN CITIZEN FORM

Name: Las Vegas Nevada Scythe
Nicknames: Vegas
Gender: male
Age: 61

Faction: Reaper
Race: Grim

Natural Ability: Silent step: he can cause himself and the area within a radius of three feet to be silent for up to three minutes.


Personality: Slicker than snake oil, Vegas is the old guy that knows everyone, likes the women (mothers especially) a bit too much, smokes a cigar constantly, and tends to be cool in a crisis. He’s a gambler--and lost the entire family savings in one go, back when his son, Austin, was a kid.

Job/Business: Vegas runs Casino Royale - a somewhat underground/not advertised gambling hall with a stage (for the entertainment--IE Monica, and sometimes Roch’s band) a kitchen for snacks/sometimes meals, and a back room for shady deals amongst the bigwigs of Halloween’s underbelly.


Personal History: Previously he was a traditional grim reaper--from a rather famous grim reaper family, going to the human world to do his work. At that time he was married to a strong minded (read harridan) valkyrie, who left him when their first son, Tex, died mysteriously. He’s now living with a much younger (think not quite forty) undead pole dancer named Monica, and learning to deal with family--which he p.much avoided for most of Roch’s childhood. (The only memory Roch has of him before he was sixteen was of Vegas teaching him how to sharpen his guitar--he didn’t even know Vegas was his grandfather until now.) The name “Scythe” which was once famous almost as far back as the pumpkin king, is now one that’s only known amongst the older crowds. But it’s still known.

He spent most of his late thirties/forties drunk. He barely remembers most of it--got to where he could walk/talk/operate like he was perfectly sober while being drunk off his a**. He still drinks, actually, not quite as much as he did after his wife left him, his first son died and his second swore he’d kill him and left for school--but still a lot.

He spent a few months living in Los Muertos during his drunken time, and settled down with a Catrina--even having a child (Terra). He seriously barely remembers this fact now that he’s somewhat sober. The Catrina died and Terra turned up recently, and hates him, so he’s not sure how to deal with that, either.

Basically he might be fun to talk to--but he’s horrible at keeping relationships. When he started up the casino, he hired Monica, absently kept her from being assaulted by customers, and wound up with her in his bed--then his life, and is too lazy to toss her out OTL.

FEAR Ability: Headlights: Playing a certain chord on his piano blades (a set of daggers that can be pulled apart to line up in the air to form a keyboard - think of it like one of those roll out keyboards) he can freeze people in their steps for a turn.


Physical Description:

Eye Colour: steel gray
Hair Colour/Style: short blonde --but mostly white now
Skin Colour: dark and leathery brown
Clothing Style/Colours: white pinstripe suits -- The white is for mourning for Tex’s death (he never got out of the habit of wearing it.)
Extra: He’s a big guy, 6’6 or so, barrel chested, but nothing you couldn’t see in the human world.
References: (If you have art or design sketches for your character, include them here!)

The Secretary flipped through the newest Application for Immigration to Halloweentown (Worksheet C, section F, signed in triplicate). Casino Royale, huh? He'd have to dip into his savings and make a few seeds of profit playing Demonic Hold-em.

(Wishful thinking: The Secretary would soon lose approximate 453 Silver Pumpkin Seeds. On the first day.)

The Secretary stamped the form with an approval.