Bankston Battle's Questionnaire

1. What town or city do you live in? Why do you live there instead of anywhere else? Describe your home.

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2. How do you get your money right now? What do you spend it on?

Link Answered after Contract 10, Minutellus

Well honestly i get most of my money from my payouts from "The Firm", I work as a co-owner there along side Harld polk and together we provide extensive training on properly handling supernatural cases without getting you whole public persona mulched by public opinion. we also handle cases for unique cliental to assist in furthering their goals both in and out of the courtroom. i find my self quite impressed with my business partner and now I'm wealthier then i ever intended to be.

As for what i spend it on so far its been handling the 2 towns we've purchased post windfall. now as for my personal pleasures i like to keep a rather unique collection of suits and luxury accessories, if im to be honest like you want me to be its mostly just to chase the image of my father i think. he instilled an importance to ones looks and i think that stuck, looking nice on the outside helps me to forget about my...condition. 

 

Besides the suits and watches i have quite an expensive tastes when it comes to the art i place inside my home, it was always difficult to indulge this need of mine for overly expensive pompous political art pieces on my D.A.'s budget but now i get to enjoy myself. i also keep a rather extensive vinyl collection im very much an analog man so having a physical thing of something that i enjoy is calming to me. i keep my collection in the basement, i rather enjoy having music when i enjoy my darker pleasures. 

3. Describe your Ambition. What are you striving for? How far would you go to achieve this? Would you kill for it? How close to death would you come for it?

Link Answered after Contract 10, Minutellus

Its rather simple, i want to consolidate the worlds government into one global legal system. it feels quite childish but when i think about how much leeway some criminals have, all across the globe it upsets me. if we had one set of rules written by a rational individual it would do great in making sure our world is marching in the correct direction. Its not in my nature to hand over control so id have to be me drafting up these laws, and thus im stuck in this ever escalating death race it seems. I find killing distasteful, it taints any form of justice you would put forth how can one condemn killers while being one. But it seems like that's just a contradiction ill have to live with seeing that i already have blood on my hands. to answer your question yes i have and id do it again, if you wont trample over some of your boundaries for a goal you've put forth...is it a goal worth having? Ive had my spine ripped out by clowns, arms blown off by rabbit lasers, and ive been nearly shot to death by thugs. ive been beaten to near death plenty of times as a child, what makes this any different.

4. What was the most defining event of your life (before signing The Contract), and how did it change you?

Link Answered after Contract 10, Minutellus

The night of my transformation. I was Six, stuck in my father's Weird manor in Ireland. A week of fever had weakened me, leaving my body wracked with pain as if steel wires were contorting beneath my skin. The stench of wet dog filled the air, causing me nausea, while my sweat turned putrid and bloody.

My mother, always so fucking disdainful of doctors, stood by, Like some black ghost and watched my grotesque metamorphosis. Bloody fur burst from my skin, bones in my face shifted and elongated, and my legs painfully contorted backwards. Day by day, I watched as that pompous façade of maternal love crumbled, revealing the true nature of that woman. When the full moon cast its haunting glow upon us, the realization finally dawned that I was no longer human.

My mother, in her thick Irish brogue, spat out the word that would forever haunt me: "Werewolf." With a fury, she let lose all that had been welling up inside her, blows raining down relentlessly. after some time i summoned every ounce of strength i could and pushed her away. running for my father's study.

His eyes, cold and resigned, met mine briefly before returning to his paperwork, as if this was some small inconvenience he hadn't accounted for.

I learned a harsh truth about the world and its treatment of the aberrant: indifference and apathy were the norm. It made me realize that inaction is the common state of man, if you wont stand up for yourself no one will. And so, I find myself instinctively reaching for my whip in moments of confrontation, that nice strong tool to help me even the odds. pain is the only thing that can dissuade folks from targeting people like me.