Alex Winship

Age

Height

6' 1"

Weight

176lbs

Job

Cowboy

Pronouns

He/Him

Player

Lee

Overview

Born in rags to chase after riches, Alex was a rebel from the start that broke off on his own to lessen his burden on his family, and narrow down his financial needs to a single person. A man of many vices, Alex is both a pretty loose guy as well as rather flippant. His attitude makes him hard to handle, and his vulgarity ensures he doesn’t get many high seats of positions that call for a little class. Nevertheless, he’s good at his job, not because of the money, but because it gives him an outlet for his wonton destruction. However his lackluster attempts to restrain himself means a lot of his pay goes towards paying off the property damage he might inflict, ensuring this cowboy is constantly chewing bones and chasing down more bounties.

Appearance

A stark contrast to the world around him, Alex is a tall, pale man for those of gravity born status, with bleach blonde hair he likes to style into the only one befitting a punk like him known as ‘regent’. He looks more ready to play the role of a greaser in some 1950’s era film, though his pale blue eyes scream honest danger, not slick Hollywood flick. However, Alex does have some identifying marks in the form of tattoos, mainly a blazing blue phoenix etched across his back. His is built athletically with a lithe body befitting a runner; perfect for a pursuit predator.

Genetic Mods

None.

Tech Mods

Scanner

Alex features a small scanner in his right thumb, letting him pass it over text to quickly upload to a drive so he may read things later, or seek something hidden beneath the surface such as a data scrubber. This had thus removed the fingerprint of that digit permanently.

History

Alex was born to the same slum as Lee, though the two heavily butted heads through life. Okay, Alex butted heads. Lee was fine to give up everything, including food for his brother and mother. Unfortunately Alex brought home way more trouble at times, not much taking a hint his brother’s charity was over a shared existance rather than an urge to keep the family together. Alex made plenty of enemies just being who he was and needing his brother to handle the mess. As things started to get worse financially, Alex saw that the best way he could help was to simply hit the bricks. At first Alex lived his life as a simple smuggler. He stole his daily bread, and made a killing off things he nicked off the have-much to pawn to the have-nots. His reckless spending had him never think twice of sending any cash flowing back home, because it simply just wasn’t enough. One wrong turn and Alex would be starting all over again in a different hole, bruised from being mugged or just hiding out til the heat died down. But he’ll admit it wasn’t all just him being a fuck-off, and there was some method to his madness. If that’s true, it’s hard to tell. See he convinced himself the best cash was in chasing sorry fucks like him. He built himself into an outlaw, and later a pretty damn good bounty hunter. By then with cash in hand, Alex finally turned towards home, only to find it empty and him too late. Where his family was, he hadn’t a fuckin’ clue. And while he does ruminate on it and seek for signs here and there, he mostly focused on his new way in life, even buying an old retro ship that could at least get his ass into orbit and chase down some pirates short distance if they tried to escape his territory. He even fixed it up himself. He’s out there, still being a bit of a hot shot prick.