Character Name:
Chandler Elliot Roge
Character Nickname(s):
Axle Character Age:
46; stuck in a 26 year of body
Education Background:
Berlin Boarding School
Job:
Dead Men and Sinners
Current Residence:
London, England
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Staight


Play-By:
James Edward Quintance
Hair Shade:
Dark brown/Black
Hair Style:
Slicked back with shaved sides
Eye Color:
Blue
Build:
Slim Fit
Dressing Style:
On his fancy days he will wear suits, casual days are button ups and slacks. Lazy days are t-shirt and jeans.


Likes:
Cars
Hookah
Drawing
Art
Loud music
Watching animated

Dislikes:
Stuck up bitches
Posers
Rudeness
Cockiness
Hard drugs
Racism

Strengths:
Drawing
Making music
Fixing cars/ driving
Racing
Mixology

Weaknesses:
Tattoos
Hot cars
Piercings
Heavy drops
A good rave

Overall Personality:
Chandler usually quiet, keeps to himself unless someone else starts up a conversation. He buries himself into his hobbies which usually involves making music on his laptop, drawing in his notepad, or fixing up and racing cars.
He likes to indulge in the nightlife. Going to raves, import race meets, and tattoo conventions. On a quiet night will go to art shows or a late night movie.
He has a hero complex, so when he sees trouble he has to step in and help. He isn't afraid to throw punches if necessary.




Father:
Unknown
Mother:
Unknown
Siblings:
None
Others:
N/A
Birth Place:
FrankfUrt, Germany
Overall History:

Chandler doesn't know where he came from or who his parents were or if they were still alive. Shortly after being born he was taken to a orphanage in Frankfürt, Germany. He grew up in the orphanage as a loner, never having any friends or really even giving a damn. At the age of 13 he was sent to an all boys boarding school in Berlin, but after a few years he ran away and never looked back. He kept moving around until he eventually got to London and got a job at a local market at the age of 16. A few years go by, now 20. He started to get into cars and art, drawing and sketching the ins and outs of the different types of vehicles. One night when he was at a car meet checking out all of the different cars and trucks, he seen a car for sale that needed a little work done so he took it upon himself to make it his first build. At age 25 the car was finally finished. He took it to a car meet and he finally felt like he fit in with the crowd. A year later he was driving down to the corner store to grab something to eat when he noticed a familiar face. A man he seen a few times at the meet. The man noticed him as well and strikes up a conversation. He showed off the new additions he made to his car and the man was impressed, inviting him to his place to check out his own cars.
Intrigued, he followed. Once there he was shown all the different cars he had and they shared a few beers, talking the next hour about different topics. When he was about to leave, things got weird. The man lunged at him and bit him. He fell to the ground, screaming in pain as the bitemark burned. He doesn't remember passing out.
He woke a moment later. His body aching and his throat burning. He asked what had happened, in a daze. The man suddenly sliced his palm and shoved the bloody mess over his mouth, blood flowing into his mouth until he gagged on it.
When he shoved the man, using colorful language to tell him off while spitting out the metallic taste from his mouth.
The man hissed at him, his canines turning into fangs. He mumbled a few words but only' vampire' stood out. His whole body convulsed in pain until he passed out. Waking up a few hours later, his vision very blurry he hears a voice. Hard to understand due to it being muffled, he sits up from what felt like a couch he was laying on. Trying to focus his eyes he sees a figure walking towards him, without hesitation he grabs for something solid and hits the figure repeatedly. Few moments go by as his vision became clear again, he notices it was the man that attacked him. A pool of blood underneath the man's bloody face freaked Chandler out so he stumbled to his feet and ran out the door. Fumbling to get his car door open, he slips and lands on his knees.
The realization that the man's blood smelled appealing caused him to vomit. When he finished throwing up everything in his stomach, he grabbed his keys and got in his car, wondering what to do. He just killed a man....not a man.....a vampire? He looked at the rear view mirror and touched the nasty looking Mark on his neck.He turned the engine and spun out of the drive way.
The next couple of years were the hardest of his life. He read everything he could find on vampires and struggled to keep his hunger in check. He kept to animals blood. He had a few close calls but he managed to keep humans alive.
He recently came across a biker bar and noticed that the owner was a vampiress. He went out on a limb and asked about her lifestyle. When she said she shared the regiment of animal blood, he felt relived. Soon after, he asked for a job and now works as a bartender for Dead Men and Sinners.

Alias:
Wheels
Age:
21
Other Characters: n/a
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