Duffel Bag

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I'm too poor to buy pictures.
Blackweb Recruit
Duffel Bag
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Corruptor
Threat Level: 4
Real Name: Ryan Moore
Known Aliases: Lowlife, chump, dummy, shitbrains, robber, Duffel, Rye, Moore
Nationality: Rogue Isles citizen
Occupation: Mercenary, thief, bank robber and pretty much every other job that any lowlife loser could obtain easily.
Place of Birth: Atlanta, Georgia
Base of Operations: Lives in some pile of trash in Mercy.
Marital Status: Single... sorta.
Known Relatives: ?
Physical Data
Species: Human
Age: Unknown, but can't be younger than 18 or older than 25.
Height / Weight : 6'2 / 164 lbs
Eye / Hair Color: Brown / Unknown
Known Powers
Can convert humidity into flames and pure energy.
Known Abilities
Good at running away very, very quickly. Good at packing things into duffel bags. A decent pickpocket, but he can be caught if you put some effort into it.
Pretty much nothing.
Poor as dirt.
Updated: 9/6/2011 - Player: @RobotoHQ

Duffel Bag is a 19-24 year-old bank robber who started his life story on 10/1/10.

My Fortune

I don't know how old I am, and I don't really care. But one day in one year, I robbed a bank in Saint Martial, RI with the assistance of two of my friends. The two friends have since been caught and are spending their sentence in one of those meat Arachnos prisons, but that's not important. I made a fortune of one MILLION dollars (muahahahaha) and spent about half a year being lazy and buying shit. But that was the day my life turned upside down (like Fresh Prince of Bel-Air) and some chump did somethin' real horrible to make my awesome life miserable. If this never happened, I wouldn't be writing my life story like this. But who cares? I would have been so much better off. Anyway, some supervillain came along and beat me up and mugged me of everything I owned. I don't know how, he went in there with his goons, packed everything in a tank, set my house on fire and drove off. Anyway, now I live in a pile of garbage in Mercy, so... yeah.

Where It All Began

It was October 1st last time I checked, which was... actually, I don't remember. But I went to Fort Darwin, that huge-ass place with shotguns and spidermen. I was looking for my old friend Iva, and found her pretty easy, actually. We live in the same general garbage dump now, and we've split 'the bills' up 50-50. We went to Matt Burke for jobs, and sure enough, he had 'em. By the end of that day, we had amassed a grand total of... fifty one dollars. I know. I mean, isn't that anticlimacticticticticticboom?

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