Rabblerouser

Name: Aaron Black

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Type: Dreamer

Appearance:

Aaron is tall, muscular and blonde. His clothes aren't too fancy, but they're clean and never wrinkled. He has a confident swagger and grace that most guys his size don't. That and his flirty interaction with females and tough guy act with males gives a sort of predatory impression.

Personality:

Passionate, cocky, impulsive and often wildly emotional. Aaron is a thug and a brawler. He's a big, mouthy, muscle bound tough guy whose feelings are easily hurt. When his feelings get hurt, he tends to hurt people. To those he doesn't know, he can come across as apathetic or callous, but once he begins to care for someone he is fiercely loyal, protective and possessive (especially of females). He's been known to have 'little talks' with an ex's new boyfriend, which are mainly threatening to break his legs if he hurts her, regardless of how much Aaron himself might have hurt the woman in question.

Aaron loves to be loved. Especially by women. He often offends the hell out of them, or does something really hurtful in a thoughtless sort of way, and then either enjoys the friction or can't stand having them hate him. Seduction is an emotional dance and Aaron is very good at it. He likes a challenge and will often chase a woman who presents him with one in some way. He LOVES to make girls blush.

Women. Aaron just can't resist them. Women fall into two categories. Ones he would like to have sex with and ones he wouldn't like to have sex with. The second category is mostly made of the elderly, little kids, the diseased and a portion of the severely handicapped and disfigured. Ideally, he would like to have one woman, but.... um.... Maybe one woman who doesn't mind a little unexpected distraction now and then? Or a harem. Are there women who don't mind a harem? Maybe he should consider moving to where that is legal. He doesn't really have a 'type'. They all have their charms. It's like trying to decide on one cookie from a tin of different kinds. He's always got to take four of five of those. This is one of the reasons why he rarely keeps a girlfriend for long. He tries. He really, really, tries. But he's easily distracted. It bothers him that he just doesn't have the will power no matter how much he cares about the girl he's supposed to be committed to. He keeps thinking maybe if he finds the right one he won't need more.

He can be very manipulative, but rarely, if ever, in a malicious way. Manipulation and emotional blackmail are not calculated or planned, but impulsively used to get what he wants without intending harm to the other person most of the time. Aaron does this without even being aware of it. He can be very sweet, even while manipulating the hell out of someone.

Damsels (or anyone else) in distress are seen more as a nuisance than anything else, especially if they are chronically in distress. Aaron has a Darwinian outlook on things. Someone who always needs help just to survive isn't going to survive long, and they will often take others down with them. He will generally help people out, but not if he feels that they need to hurry up and get out of the gene pool. He may even actively bully such a person.

Constants:

Aspect:Id

Emotional and demanding - Intense, moody, thoughtless, and often selfish. Mine!Mine!Mine! Tantrums can be hilarious, violent, or both.

Impatient and Impulsive - Just about everything is frustrating. The concept of cause and effect isn't always clearly understood and plans are rarely well thought out. No need for thinking when you could be doing. Doing cuts down on waiting. Usually kicking whatever is making you wait helps speed it up.

Needy - Voracious appetite for approval, affection, love, sex, and just about anything else pleasurable that other people can provide. (Only from certain people, though) Sometimes impulsive or demanding acts get in the way of this, which causes drama and/or tantrums.

City History:

Mona Biddix wasn't rich, in fact, she was a nobody. But she was very ambitious. She thought that being the mistress of the man who would inherit one of the most powerful corporations in the city would secure her place in certain social circles, and from there it was only a matter of time before she really became one of them. She was very disappointed when she became pregnant, but then thought that it might work to her advantage to have either a little girl whose father would dote on her and send frilly dresses and expensive dolls, or a little heir that his barren wife could not supply. She was destined to be further disappointed.

The Blacks were in the shipping business. There were warehouses and shipping manifests and offices downtown and all sorts of things that figured into dull conversations at otherwise wonderful parties. Mona was mainly interested in two things, though. The money and the power. Being Ashton's mistress got her plenty to spend and presents too. She had nice dresses and matching shoes and gorgeous jewelry. Her apartment with a view was paid for and she often went to parties and out to the opera. His wife was a homebody and slightly sickly. It was a wonder that a man like Ashton stayed with her at all.

Ashton is something of a playboy. He's got a properly pedigreed wife, a big house, a respectable postion with the proper amount of responsibility in the family business. Just the sort of man that a certain type of woman would be attracted to. It's to be expected that such a man would indulge in a vice or two.

Ashton grew up under the stern watch of his father, a no nonsense businessman who kept things running like clockwork. There were rumors of various dealings with organized crime, but the paperwork was always in order and nothing could ever be traced to the elder Aaron Black or his business. Ashton's youthful indiscretions are seen as just that. His father expects him to clean up his messes and tolerates his indulgences as long as none of them end up in the papers or as fodder for the busybodies.

Mona had big plans for herself. She thought that she and Mr. Black had a great deal in common and once he noticed that, he would surely see to it that Ashton's frail little Lydia was shuffled away quietly and they would all live happily ever after in a big house full of servants and pretty things and the power to order their world as they liked. The reality was that even though she had given him her family name joined to the name of the patriarch of a powerful family, Aaron's grandfather would never accept his son's bastard by a woman of questionable origins. She might as well have named a dog after him for all he cared. Ashton offered to pay her off, and Mona accepted on the condition that he take the smelly, loud, social life killing thing off her hands. He gave the boy to some shirt tail cousins to raise in exchange for a nicer address. They got a safe neighborhood and a back yard, and his little scandal went away.

What Aaron got out of the deal was the constant reminders that he wasn't really part of the family. He wore hand-me downs from his stouter, shorter cousins, which hung on him and were not quite long enough, ate in the kitchen, and did extra chores, which were supposed to improve his character somehow. When he was kicked out of school for constant fighting, his foster mother nominally took over his education, but rarely made any effort. The main thing she taught him was that he was only really suited to some sort of manual labor or criminal activity because he was too stupid to learn.

Much of his spare time from the age of eight to his late teens was spent roaming the streets with older boys and those like him, who were out of school for one reason or another. He picked up street smarts, a taste for scotch, and a juvie record for petty theft pretty quickly.

One night he overheard his foster mother telling her husband that she'd found a knife, a set of brass knuckles, and a new pair of shoes, which were surely stolen, under his bed. It was the last straw. Aaron had weapons and stolen things in their house. They could be held responsible or maybe their sons would be blamed. They should call the police or send him to bedlam the next day. Aaron ran. He was seventeen and already as big as a man, so it wasn't hard for him to get work roughing people up, which seemed to be his true calling.

He wasn't Italian and had a habit of shooting off his mouth, brawling and getting busted, so promotion in the DiGiovanni organization was out of the question. He was great for jobs that require more violence than finesse and he was often sent on assignments for allies. He didn't mind spending a few days in jail, and he often had. The boy had his uses, but he was never going to be in charge of anything but breaking bones.

Aaron was never one to think too far ahead, so the dead end job didn't bother him, and for the moment he was quite content with his life. No one told him what to do except for work, which was enjoyable and there were always women around. If someone pissed him off, he could bust them in the chops, so nobody called him names. Aaron Black figured he had it pretty good.

Special Skills and Abilities:

Fighting. Fighting has been one of Aaron's favorite hobbies for as long as he can remember. There's just something satisfying about hitting someone who isn't cooperating. He's gotten very good at it. You know what they say.... practice makes perfect. Even getting beat to a pulp now and then doesn't deter him in the least from picking another fight with the same person until he does manage to beat them.

Weaknesses:

Zero self awareness. Aaron just does things. He doesn't know why and doesn't think about it. When it has disastrous consequences, he rarely thinks it's his fault and if he does, it tends to make him sulk. Often does things that are just mean without understanding that he's being mean.

Impulsive. Recklessly puts thoughts into action. He will frequently say things he shouldn't, and is quick to throw a punch, even if he isn't really angry. He will make life changing choices on a whim if they are presented to him in a moment of high emotion.

Insecure. Aaron needs reassurance and approval from people he cares about. Without this he is likely to do stupid things for attention. Many romances end because of his jealousy.

Illiterate. He can write his name, but not very clearly. Aaron has about a first grade reading level. He was kicked out of school for daily fighting when he was eight and his foster mother's home schooling involved very little learning. She told him he too stupid to bother with. He is actually very curious and enjoys learning, but avoids situations where he might be expected to read or write anything.

Strengths:

Persistent. Aaron does not give up easily. If he does give up, it's usually a passing tantrum. There's no such thing as failure. Just setbacks. If one thing doesn't work, he'll simply try something else. Or the same thing. Over and over. Until it works.

Sweet. Sure, he's a violent, selfish, annoying thug. But he's a very sweet violent, selfish, annoying thug. Unexpectedly seeing this side of him often catches people off guard at first and later helps them to overlook his less endearing traits.

Large. Physical size and strength are a great asset to someone in Aaron's line of work and an especially good thing for someone who pisses people off as regularly as he does. It helps with the fighting, the intimidating and the seducing of blushing girls.

Family or Connections:

Mother Mona Biddix (abandoned him) Father Ashton Black (gave him to a cousin) Jim and Brenda Black (Foster parents he ran away from) Brian and Michael Black (cousin/foster brothers)

Residence:

A shabby room over a pawn shop

Career:

DiGiovanni Mob muscle

PB: Thor Knai

Other Information:

Loyalty is a double edge sword. It can be both a strength and a weakness. Aaron is loyal and protective even towards people who don't want anything to do with him anymore. It can be seen as being a good friend, being stupid, or even being something of a stalker.

Anyone who actually knows his first name is Biddix knows better than to call him that unless they want to be punched in the face.

Rabblerouser ~ MDFMK