Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Apr 20, 2012 19:34:05 GMT -5
Name: Zev
Gang: Devil Men (Louisiana, Mississippi, Arkansas, Alabama, Texas)
Appearance: Zev stands at six feet with long dark brown hair and mahogany eyes. Lean, muscular body, toned, faintly tanned, covered in strange intricate tattoos on his back, chest and left arm. His appearance is striking and intimidating. The few times he has smiled it can soften his whole look.
History: Growing up in the deep swamps of Louisiana Zev grew up in a poor family. They often survived on hunting and his father's meager paycheck. School wasn't a top priority. He got into fights all the time and got beaten up more often than not. He was still small, wiry, but a real scrapper. His father hoped his joining the football team would straighten him out somewhat but truth was he had little interest in sports. It all came to head when his father came home after being laid out and found him making out with another boy on the couch. After kicking the boy out he beat his son within an inch of his life.
His life barely spared because of his mother. Nursed half back to health he crawled out of his home through a window and walked towards New Orleans. He hitchhiked most of the way there before he was picked up by a stunning blond man that called himself Malachi. He was stunning, rough looking, wild and dangerous. Zev survived the transformation and awoke transformed and new. He joined at the bottom of the gang but was often Mala's favorite bed companion. He received no favoritism. Years have gone by and Zev grew up slowly, now he is no longer Malachi's pet but instead his second. Ten years can be nothing for something but the once wild child would be nothing sort of unrecognizable to his old family. Rough and dark but disciplined. Zev has had few lovers in fact the joke that the transformation made him a eunuch is often said behind his back, but never to his face. Despite Malachi being in charge it is often Zev who has made many of the plans, overseas recruiting, and has had runs in with the others gangs. Optimism was one thing he was not infected with. Zev sees what the others in his gang seem to miss. A war is a coming. A real war. Not the kind over money or land but the kind over survival.