Name: Talin Puckett
Gender: Male, asexual
Age/DOB: 41, July 14 19xx
Origin: Aperturth, St Louis MO
Family: Unknown, deceased, is not interested in having a family
Other: is actively disgusted by sex, and particularly by childbirth
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 200, quite muscular and very well toned, stands straight and strongly girded looking, exceptional upper torso and arm strength and definition
Hair: dark brown, short, thick, kept cut very short and usually under his standard-issue ballcap
Eyes: small, dark grey, under thin eyebrows
Appearance: tan skin, becoming very bronze with sun, this is his mother's side of the family, which is a mixture of First Nation and Puerto Rican. He likes showing off his strength and fitness, and will go to lengths to maintain his appearance. He speaks with a very faint accent, also due to his mother usually speaking that way at home.
Genetic Abilities: None known, though he does seem to have a pretty strong disease resistance, and is 'hard to read' even by Vortal standards; he is known to be allergic to peanuts, though only those, and not tree nuts
Icarus Processing: none, and would not likely benefit, however he doesn't show any negative markers, and Melissa has expressed interest in trying to focus on that resistance and core strength he has
Image Credits: Icon/City of Heroes
Personal views
Religious view: Theist - (Faith: 77%) - brought up in a very strict Catholic home, and has kept this belief even through all the weirdness around him
World view: Optimist - somehow! he really does think that it'll all turn out for the best
Racial views: "I love all races" - well, "likes being around", he is not a 'lover' or even interested in anything more than friendship
Gender bias: "Men and women are equal, but have different strengths and weaknesses"
Age preference: "Respect for all ages" - he does miss his family, but he knows that they were near ground zero in St Louis when that Aperture facility went up
Nationalism: "I enjoy living here" - ... where exactly is HERE?!
Conflict: "Shoot first, ask questions later" - he's quick on the draw, sometimes too quick
Likes: Gambling, Fundraising
Dislikes: Being criticised, Slobs, Heavy rain, Low battery on their phone
Afraid of: Rats, and Childbirth - being the youngest of his family had its ups and downs, and that included his eldest sister dying in childbirth in an alley, which ... he discovered after being sent out to look for her since she'd gone missing. Unfortunately this also meant he has a lifelong fear of rats, haunting memories of ... well, everything in that alley.
Motivator: Duty - the world is a bad place, he wants to make it better, and the best way to do that is to support the authorities.
Favourites Colours: Likes blue and bronze, hates caramel Music: Likes R&B Foods: Spicy food Book Genre: Humour
Events or History: Social Class: Lower class Financial status: Comfortable
Though he'd probably have preferred to remain at the Mansion's grounds, he has gone on to the Mojave Conglomerate to help there. He is somewhat pleased to see that the Followers of the Apocalypse are there to support troops and locals alike, and has led classes in first aid. Though... not all of the ex-cons are really human enough any more to treat properly. Resides with the Followers in their fort. As a matter of fact, he and Tess had met on one of her arrests...He is surprised at how well she's adjusted to being, well, whatever it is that she's turned into, and appreciates the effort that she goes through to be seen as a good guy. He's been teaching her card games, and she's been showing him where to find the good gear and resellable items around the ruins.
Dragon
Name: Milspec
Gender: Male
Size/Shoulder/Length: Medium-large 10' s (broad and big) / 60' l / 108' ws
Colors: belly from chin to tail tip, and some markings light warm grey; face, limbs, wing arms, side armor pale yellow-green; side armor markings dusty teal; leg and dorsal armor brown with inset teal; wingsails and dorsal fin mottled camo with broad grey, dark and medium green, and tan-brown; horns and claws graphite; eyes brown
Features: Pure Sandwing
Powers: Winged Flight, Milspec is tough to beat in an endurance race, he's not remarkably fast, but he's going to keep flying for days on end if you let him. He can maneuver well around tall items, but requires quite a bit of space so doing this near the ground is a bit difficult. He does need a lot of room to stretch his wings when taking off, but he can land rather abruptly in a tight space... and a heavy thud. He can carry whole freight cars worth of goods, and be pretty careful with them in the air as well as landing or taking off with them. He prefers to pick them up with gear, rather than relying on his wings to lift everything off the ground at once.
Communication, he is an intelligent and sensible dragon with a keen memory, though he doesn't have a Vortal connection to Talin he certainly enjoys the company, and will eagerly commit to whatever the man decides is a good course of action. He can speak Draconic and English, and understands some Vort - though there aren't as many Vorts out here as back in the Rookery. He can understand but not speak the weird mixture of words that Talin sometimes uses, he can actually use this to converse in code, because there are basically no people in the Mojave that understand it... His voice is quieter than you'd expect while conversing, but he can bellow with a terrifyingly loud effect if he's in the air. He likes shouting to the Boomers from half a mile up...
Dry Heat is his thing, he can blast a blistering hot and remarkably dry wave of air over things, igniting anything with a low burning point and drying out any liquids in the process. He's great for lighting camp fires, or starting forest fires. Please don't. As a breath weapon it isn't all that good, but that's what he has a poison stinger for, right?
Venom Stinger, yup that's exactly right. If the mass of it doesn't just destroy a skeleton, or the puncture wound from the stinger itself doesn't do a victim in, the coating it has will definitely, assuredly kill in moments. He has to be very careful with his tail around town, in fact going so far as to bandage it up or have it 'milked' when he knows he's going to be around humans for a while. This venom would kill an equitably large dragon from his homeworld if not immediately treated, at the very least causing horrible necrosis in the wound within hours. So yeah, don't get hit by that thing.
Camouflage, Milspec likes the warm dry air of this world's Mojave, though he'd prefer slightly more dry sand he can still dig around in the clay and dry dirt just as easily as the ruins and their cinderblocks and dry wall. When he's covered in local dust, it's almost impossible to see him against virtually any structure - save for maybe in the Strip itself. But he can also camouflage himself with pine needles and scrub, he appears to be able to find exactly the right junk sitting around, be it powder from the rubble in the ruins, dry leaves and dirt, or living pine trees, he just blends in perfectly if he's got a few minutes to figure out what to do and where to hide. You cannot imagine the surprise on people when they suddenly realize the wall they've been leaning against is breathing. Along with this visual camouflage, he can remain almost entirely still for about half an hour at a time, perpetuating that 'wall' illusion with his wing sails making an excellent shelter for whoever's needing to be hidden for the duration.
Parentage: Unknown pure Sandwings, he was young but not a dragonet when he arrived to the Rookery, and waited at least a full year before Talin showed up.
Origin: Adopted from MooncrestNecrozma on Deviantart, Wings of Fire by Tui Sutherland
Other Info: though he's known as a genial sort, he's also got a bit of a mean streak, and if you piss him off - or Talin, or endanger his human friends at all in fact - he will remember you. And he will not be kind when you meet again.
