CharacterName: Travis Philip Rogers/ Travis P. Rogers
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 6’1
Weight: 169
Build: Lean, but with a fair bit of muscle. He works out once a day for a combination of reasons from for his job to be used for his protection. It’s not a safe place New York and he’s got to be ready at all times.
Hair: Clean cut black it is parted down the middle favoring the right side. It is cut short and close to his head, but leaves a good couple of inches of hair on his head. The back is about 4 to 8 inches depending on the last time he has had a hair cut. This could be over a month or two since he sees it as a waste of time.
Eyes: Brown
Hobbies: Shooting practice, boxing, and pottery
Likes: sweets, his gun, the morning, smoking, hot weather, cats
Dislikes: sour tastes, cold weather, people that break the law
History: Born as a b*****d child his mother never spoke of his father. He was born in to extreme poverty always living well below his means. His biggest worry was if any food would be on the table that day. To be more accurate Travis was a b*****d twin his younger brother Hank was born five minutes after Travis. They lived in a rundown apartment complex with there mother working all day and most the night. Travis and his bother were left in the care of strangers throughout the complex. As soon as they were old enough they both got jobs to help to support themselves and their mother. This is where their lives spilt. Travis with his own moral fiber would not allow himself to fall into the crime that thrived all round him.
His bother was not so morally proud and soon began to steal and cheat. This caught up with him when he was fifteen. Hank was beaten to death when a fight broke out on payment on his latest robbery. Travis joined the force at seven-teen lying about his age. After years of working as a street cop he made a reputation for himself. His talents working homicide cases caught the eyes of the brass and he was promoted to Detective at twenty-nine. Since his promotion Travis has declared his hatred of criminals thinking of them as savage. On more then one occasion he has called criminals “destroyers of modern society.” He has in fact said on many occasions all crimes no matter the severity should be served with the death sentence as a distinct possibility. At times he even sees himself as above the law if the situation calls for it.
Abilities: Marksmen with his pistol and has had extensive training with his buck knife. (Unknown ability to him is the ability to control heat and in turn fire.)
Appearance: His black clean cut hair doesn’t match that of the rest of his appearance. His face looks a bit ragged having seen many terrible crimes over the years. He always has a look of being a little tied on his face and always has a 5’Oclock shadow on his chin. His face is full of sharp curves leading down to his somewhat pointy chin. His nose is small on his face with a small point on the end. His ears rest atop his finely trimmed hair at all times even if he has to tuck it under. His hanging earlobes have never met with a needles point and he never plans to let them. His most distinguishable marking is a large scar he has on the lower left side of his chest from a stab wound he got years back. He always wears a large heavy brown trench coat when he’s not ether in his office or at home. He usually wears a dress shirt with black pants and nice high end black leather shoes.
Equipment: Shoulder gunbelt, 9mm pistol, buck knife, lighter, and badge.
