He is 25 years old, lives in downtown New York, finding shelter anywhere away from the elements when he can. One night he'll be sleeping under a bench in central park, next behind a dumpster in time's square., and often appears as a man wearing a blue sweater and patched up brown overcoat. He has a single leather glove on his left hand that seems relatively new in comparison to the rest of his outfit. He also has a pair of stitched up jeans on and a pair of average running shoes.
Tatalov (T.) Erving lives in Maelstrom, a setting where videos of the supernatural go viral every day. His journal has 7 entries. His Questionnaire has 8 answers.
3 Alertness
0 Animals
3 Athletics
1 Crafts
3 Culture
1 Drive
0 Firearms
3 Influence
2 Investigation
0 Medicine
1 Melee
3 Occult
1 Performance
0 Science
3 Stealth
2 Survival
2 Technology
5 Thievery
4 Brawl
Latest 3 of 8 answers
Go back even a month and Tatalov Erving would be unrecognizable. A solid job with good pay, working in a field he enjoyed, and having enough free time to explore his hobbies. He was a person who you could say, "made it." That is, until some risky decisions from higher ups led to Tatalov's entire department being fired without any sort of notice. Speeches were had, letters sent, they were assured, "this is hard on all of us" But Tatalov knew that is was all PR.
The CEO and the rest of upper management probably wouldn't feel this at all, in fact they would probably axe the entire company before taking a hit to their pocket books. It was this realization that ignited a fire in him. No one cared about any of them, the entire world below their penthouses and mansions could vanish and they would only notice when their next order of champagne doesn't arrive. It was sickening.
As Tatalov stepped out of the doors of his work for the last time, he swore to himself he would find a way to end it all. No more billionaires, no more ceos, all of it would burn. Even if it took his whole life, he would be sure of it.