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| + | CAITIFF. GEARHEAD. SURVIVOR. | ||
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| − | + | <h2 style="color: #ff0000; border-left: 10px solid #ffffff; padding-left: 15px;">THE TRUTH (IN SHORT)</h2> | |
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| − | + | 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. | |
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| + | 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. | ||
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| + | 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. | ||
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| + | <span style="color: #ff0000; font-weight: bold;">Somehow, the loudmouth lived.</span> Now he spends his nights under a hood, on the track, or putting lead into anyone dumb enough to mess with his crew. | ||
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| + | <h3 style="color: #ffffff; margin-top: 20px;">MIKEY'S RULES OF THE ROAD</h3> | ||
| + | <ul style="list-style-type: square; color: #bbb;"> | ||
| + | <li><b style="color: #fff;">Don't Talk Politics:</b> It’s all bullshit. Princes, Barons... same flavor, different wrapper.</li> | ||
| + | <li><b style="color: #fff;">Respect the Machine:</b> A Trans Am won't betray you. People will.</li> | ||
| + | <li><b style="color: #fff;">Shoot First:</b> Ask questions later. Or don't. Who cares?</li> | ||
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| + | <h3 style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0; color: #ff0000;">STREET CRED</h3> | ||
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| + | <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;">Anarch</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> | ||
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| − | </div> | + | <span style="font-size: 0.8em; color: #888; letter-spacing: 2px;">PRIZED POSSESSION</span><br> |
| + | <b style="font-size: 1.4em; color: #ff0000;">THE TRANS AM</b><br> | ||
| + | <div style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 10px; font-style: italic;">"KITT’s edgy younger brother. 80s synth-wave at max volume. No touchy."</div> | ||
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| − | > | + | <s>The Scourge</s> (Dusted)<br> |
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| + | Literally every 'Prince' (Pending) | ||
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Revision as of 18:04, 23 February 2026
MIKEY BLACK
CAITIFF. GEARHEAD. SURVIVOR.
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
The Scourge (Dusted)
The Tax Man (Ignored)
Literally every 'Prince' (Pending)
FAST LIVES. NO PULSE. SNOOGANS.