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Description

foxy guy

BASICS
Name: chip nichols
Age: 25 (may 28)
Gender: male
Orientation: unsure/questioning
Status: single
Job: delivery guy @ three star pizza & red rovers soldier

PERSONALITY
+ focused, careful, personable, witty, steadfast, hardworking
= dry sense of humour, intense, private, emotional, casual
- nervous, deceptive, egocentric, money-minded, insecure, rowdy

Likes: loud music, rain & cold weather, pepperoni pizza, gossip sports jackets, eggs, wearing socks and sandals, pop, driving at night, coffee
Dislikes: close toed shoes, being alone, heat & humidity, getting dirty, closed/small spaces, early mornings, bitter food

HISTORY
tba

Family:
andreas nichols / (adoptive) father
nichola nichols / (adoptive) mother
anna nichols / sister
dora nichols / sister
elias nichols / brother
louiza nichols / sister

TRIVIA
-dresses in urban outfitters & knockoff brandname clothing
-roommates with [SC] Vinny they also work together @ pizza and red rovers gang
-his real name is actually chip
-was adopted @ age 13 into the nichols family
-will go outside in the winter in sandals and boxer shorts
-he has a really huge family & is really tight with them.. he visits them during the holidays (they don't know about him being in a gang)
-wears cologne all the time
-keeps an instagram account and obsessively watches his follower count (he just posts selfies)
-he and vinny play video games together as in they own a wii and play wii sports resort and smash bros brawl
-manages his money very carefully.. hes really nervous about losing money
-puts emojis beside all of his contact names in his phone

RP EXAMPLE
Red was halfway through her door, frozen in place when the doctor instructed her to retrieve her hoodie. The remark was met with amusement on the miner’s part - Gwen’s snappy comments seemed to catch Red of guard. She turned her back to her, both to recover the dust-ridden garment and to hide her broad smile from the waiting medic. “Yeah, okay Mom,” Red groaned jokingly. She proceeded to pull the hoodie over her head while simultaneously pushing through the doorway, a task which she did with relative grace - a testament to countless nearly-late-to-work mornings in which multitasking was fundamental (even though Red wasn’t heading to work now, it was part of a routine that she couldn’t seem to kick).

Feeling at ease in the blanket of heavyweight cotton, and out in the open air (well, the warehouse air - at least it was better than her bedroom) Red fell into a more casual posture. She fished a room key, hopefully hers, out from the murky depths of her hoodie pocket before leaning forward to lock her door. Red wished she didn’t have to bother with keeping her room locked, but she wasn’t at all naive enough to think that an unlocked door wasn’t an invitation for some hungry coworker to go picking through her things, or the IGA to find something incriminating within her room. Though she had never been incredibly vocal about it Red, like most genhumans, was at the very least uncomfortable with the IGA coalition’s actions. She felt as if she was being followed at all times, even with the walls of Orion. At least the storm gave her something else to worry about.

Description

foxy guy

BASICS
Name: chip nichols
Age: 25 (may 28)
Gender: male
Orientation: unsure/questioning
Status: single
Job: delivery guy @ three star pizza & red rovers soldier

PERSONALITY
+ focused, careful, personable, witty, steadfast, hardworking
= dry sense of humour, intense, private, emotional, casual
- nervous, deceptive, egocentric, money-minded, insecure, rowdy

Likes: loud music, rain & cold weather, pepperoni pizza, gossip sports jackets, eggs, wearing socks and sandals, pop, driving at night, coffee
Dislikes: close toed shoes, being alone, heat & humidity, getting dirty, closed/small spaces, early mornings, bitter food

HISTORY
tba

Family:
andreas nichols / (adoptive) father
nichola nichols / (adoptive) mother
anna nichols / sister
dora nichols / sister
elias nichols / brother
louiza nichols / sister

TRIVIA
-dresses in urban outfitters & knockoff brandname clothing
-roommates with [SC] Vinny they also work together @ pizza and red rovers gang
-his real name is actually chip
-was adopted @ age 13 into the nichols family
-will go outside in the winter in sandals and boxer shorts
-he has a really huge family & is really tight with them.. he visits them during the holidays (they don't know about him being in a gang)
-wears cologne all the time
-keeps an instagram account and obsessively watches his follower count (he just posts selfies)
-he and vinny play video games together as in they own a wii and play wii sports resort and smash bros brawl
-manages his money very carefully.. hes really nervous about losing money
-puts emojis beside all of his contact names in his phone

RP EXAMPLE
Red was halfway through her door, frozen in place when the doctor instructed her to retrieve her hoodie. The remark was met with amusement on the miner’s part - Gwen’s snappy comments seemed to catch Red of guard. She turned her back to her, both to recover the dust-ridden garment and to hide her broad smile from the waiting medic. “Yeah, okay Mom,” Red groaned jokingly. She proceeded to pull the hoodie over her head while simultaneously pushing through the doorway, a task which she did with relative grace - a testament to countless nearly-late-to-work mornings in which multitasking was fundamental (even though Red wasn’t heading to work now, it was part of a routine that she couldn’t seem to kick).

Feeling at ease in the blanket of heavyweight cotton, and out in the open air (well, the warehouse air - at least it was better than her bedroom) Red fell into a more casual posture. She fished a room key, hopefully hers, out from the murky depths of her hoodie pocket before leaning forward to lock her door. Red wished she didn’t have to bother with keeping her room locked, but she wasn’t at all naive enough to think that an unlocked door wasn’t an invitation for some hungry coworker to go picking through her things, or the IGA to find something incriminating within her room. Though she had never been incredibly vocal about it Red, like most genhumans, was at the very least uncomfortable with the IGA coalition’s actions. She felt as if she was being followed at all times, even with the walls of Orion. At least the storm gave her something else to worry about.