Silver Enington

23-34, probably leaning towards older though

Male

His old friends used to call him Gold

Game Master

Grey

N/a

Pompadour

Dyed silver, naturally a soft brown

Oval, a very sharp chin

6’4”

Scar on his left ring finger from removing a tattoo. He almost always wears yellow eye make up and black eye liner

Mesomorph, ish. Not a huge lot of muscle, but he has a narrow waist and broad shoulders.

Tan

Always a suit, and never a wrinkle in sight. In the roleplay he’ll be appearing in a gold and black suit (see gallery)

Solitaire, or really any card game, but solitaire is his favorite

Past, grief, revenge

Oh boy he’s got a lot of em. And he’s not exactly redeemable either, unless you stick it out and try to fix him.
But yeah. He’s bad. Takes his anger out on strangers, he’s apathetic to the lives of others—to a point of endangering others. He’s been different ever since the ‘Incident’.

Very good at diplomacy and an incredible business man.

Founder and CEO of a company called ‘Silver Life’, manufactures solar panels and funds environmental protection. He also developed a safer way to euthanize animals.

Killer whale

Poison

Sushi

Gold

April 2nd

“How have you been feeling today, Silver?”

“Good, good, quite well actually.”

“Really? That’s very good to hear. Have you been doing the meditations I’ve taught you?”

“That? No, no, not at all. But I’ve been thinking about what happened quite a bit, isn’t-“

”Wait, why haven’t you-“

“-it funny how humans exist? We’re all creatures with an instinct to survive,” Silver leaned in, a happy, almost free look in his eyes, “yet we don’t want to obey our instincts, do we?”

“Well, I would argue that-“

“We could easily further ourselves, it wouldn’t take much. I could easily steal your wallet, and yet I don’t, even if it benefits me. While two opposing lions will fight over prey without hesitation.”

“Well, I guess you could say humans have more compassion-“

“But we don’t, do we?” Silver interrupted, his features darkening for a moment before being replaced with a smile. The therapist hesitated. “If we were compassionate beings, my fiance would still be alive. Isn’t that funny?” A laugh bubbled out of Silver, his eyes full of delight. The therapist opened her mouth to speak, but he didn’t give her the chance. “So maybe we are selective. We get to choose so many things in our lives. I got to choose whether I or he died that night, and I chose him.”

“Grief is a strange thing, but you weren’t responsible for his death that night, it was the man that-“

“Don’t. Don’t tell me that bullshit, I made a choice that night.” And I pulled that trigger. “But it got me thinking- I was lucky to be given that choice. Only I got to experience that predicament, so I think it’s my duty to allow others the opportunity to feel the way I felt that night-“

“Silver. We’ve talked about this. Nothing can be done to reverse what happened. We just-“

“I know, I know. I really don’t mean to worry you. I only wanted to tell you about how I’ve been thinking of writing a book,” Silver told her, a light smile on his face. Lies. Silver had a much bigger plan in motion, and it would be so, so good.

Masters in business

“Crisp”
Bad dude
Will you help redeem him after he tries to kill you, and kills others?

Oranges

Bi, leans towards men

A lot of top energy, is actually a bottom