Difference between revisions of "Mikey Black"

From End to Dawn
Jump to navigation Jump to search
Line 35: Line 35:
 
<table style="width: 100%; color: #fff; border-collapse: collapse;">
 
<table style="width: 100%; color: #fff; border-collapse: collapse;">
 
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Status:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Outcast</td></tr>
 
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Status:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Outcast</td></tr>
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Sect:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">None/Anarch</td></tr>
+
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Sect:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Anarch</td></tr>
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Generation:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Thin as Water</td></tr>
+
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Social Class:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Neonate</td></tr>
 
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Role:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Driver/Muscle</td></tr>
 
<tr style="border-bottom: 1px solid #333;"><td><b>Role:</b></td><td style="text-align: right;">Driver/Muscle</td></tr>
</table>
+
</table>
 
         </div>
 
         </div>
  

Revision as of 17:56, 23 February 2026

THE TRUTH (IN SHORT)

Mikey’s life started in **Small Town, USA**, but he checked out early. Dropped out in the late 90s because high school was for people who didn't like breaking shit or stealing things. By '99, he was just a 20-year-old hooligan looking for a good time.

Then he had a random hook-up that went south. Instead of a phone number, he got a **lethal sun allergy** and a weird habit of not needing to breathe.

He almost got "Justiced" by a pack of **Asshole Vampires** (Camarilla types, usually), but got lucky. He fell in with a group of **Slightly-Less-Asshole Vampires** (The Anarchs) in Martinsburg. Between the "Assholes" and the **"Even Bigger Asshole Vampires"** (The Sabbat), Mikey was a high-gen, know-nothing Caitiff who should've been dusted in a week.

Somehow, the loudmouth lived. Now he spends his nights under a hood, on the track, or putting lead into anyone dumb enough to mess with his crew.

MIKEY'S RULES OF THE ROAD

  • Don't Talk Politics: It’s all bullshit. Princes, Barons... same flavor, different wrapper.
  • Respect the Machine: A Trans Am won't betray you. People will.
  • Shoot First: Ask questions later. Or don't. Who cares?

STREET CRED

Status:Outcast
Sect:Anarch
Social Class:Neonate
Role:Driver/Muscle

PRIZED POSSESSION
THE TRANS AM

"KITT’s edgy younger brother. 80s synth-wave at max volume. No touchy."
WANTED BY:

The Scourge (Dusted)
The Tax Man (Ignored)
Literally every 'Prince' (Pending)

FAST LIVES. NO PULSE. SNOOGANS.