Jamison Davis does not have a home Playgroup. They cannot interact with Contractors on their Downtimes. They must choose a Playgroup before their fourth Contract.
A 2-Victory Newbie Contractor played by NPboom as a Free Agent
He is 19 years old, lives in Manhattan, New York, and often appears as 5ft4 African American with Emerald green eyes and blond hair, wearing a old green tie dye t-shirt and cheap cargo pants.
His journal, Play of the Peasant in Green, has 4 entries.
3 Alertness
0 Animals
2 Athletics
3 Crafts
2 Culture
1 Drive
1 Firearms
2 Influence
1 Investigation
1 Medicine
0 Melee
2 Occult
0 Performance
0 Science
1 Stealth
2 Survival
2 Technology
0 Thievery
2 Brawl
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Jamison Davis, or Jami as some would nickname him was known as a local Graffiti artist livin on West 7th street right next to Robison road, running South of Highway 76 running through Texarkana. there are certainly better places to live, according to some guys called the "neighborhood scouts" but ehhh, it could be worse
sometimes he hears his thoughts like they were said aloud, sometimes he sees things that twist and turn and bubble like one of those colorful toon animations he sometimes caught on the TV but..... what's the word, animalistic..... nah it didn't look like a rabbit or a wolf or somethin like that, sorta like they don't follow normal art, like Picasso, that dude who drew art that was disjointed, unusual, something hard for a normal guy to understand.
well, anyways, Jami grew up, taking a few medical appointments cause some were worried about how he stared into seemingly nothing while babbling a bit, but a lot of docs wrote him off as crazy, broken by his environment, yada yada yada, being the crazy one in the group is apparently "weird" and people start thinking about putting you down, but Jami adapted, knowin' that a few bad eggs in the group don't spoil the whole batch, but he always wished his world was like that Picasso guy, weird, unusual, and willing to be different, cause if everyone was different
then we'd all treat each other the same
he picked up a can, and thought "Hey, these things I see every now and then look cool as hell, I wonder if I could paint like that?" and put his thought to action, getting points with the cool kids for his sick art (occasionally getting in trouble for putting it on someone's wall, who owns walls?) and tried selling some of it..... turns out you need to buy certain things to start making money off your art huh? funny how life works like that....