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Alias(es): that crazy homeless guy
Real Name: Unknown
Apparent Age: mid 20's
Concept: homeless hero
Physical description: Generally shaggy and dressed in second hand clothes(at best), not much stands out about the foul mouthed grizzled kindred, except for his height; standing over six feet tall. While his facial expressions tend to fall into a slight scowl as his green eyes scan his surroundings. when he does laugh, which is often enough, Brody has a wicked grin. At one point in his existence his smile would have been infectious, now with his dwindling humanity what was once the smirk of a man with a warm heart now holds less than charming qualities. Close observers notice a distinct lack of animal traits.
- smell of the grave
- cast no reflection
Basic Timeline: 2008 seemingly showing up with the winds in Springfield M.a. No one knows for sure what he was up to before hand, not that many people ask.Not that he's forthcoming with any detail. Since his arrival on the scene he's acted as grandfather figure to younger anarchs, an adjunct man at arms for those in the active in the movement, and a general unhealthy distraction for those outside the movement or those he perceives as "half-ass" anarchs.
Current Activities: Currently he's been roaming in a 4 man nomadic gang, "The Ghosts". Together they've been spotted aiding other anarchs in the north east.
- Good right hook
- Catlike Balance
Background: Part feral dog, part older brother persona, part soldier, Brody is anything but a typical gangrel. While he doesn’t much speak of his past (mortal or otherwise) its obvious that this kindred has seen a fair amount in his days. Acquiring many talents along his travels the seeming dirty individual is anything but a one trick pony and manages to get involved in various operations in the name of the cause, or simply for the fun of it. On the out side,while showing no obvious traits of the beast, his rag tag appearance and large size give him a stray dog appearance. His attraction to bar room level violence, and lack of manners cause many see him as a mange, or scoundrel simply rolling into gathering to get out the cold. On more than one occasion his tongue in cheek humor, obliviousness to proper etiquette, and penitent for immature and blatantly vulgar humor and displays have found the Gangrel ejected from those gatherings. However those who’ve come to know Brody well profess to a “softer” side to the anarch. They claim their Gangrel companion shows an earnest loyalty, a trait severely lacking in Kindred society. A trait many young anarchs pick up on quickly. As such Brody finds himself in a mentor/protector role amongst the many neonates of the movement. A role that while he has never spoken of, does not seem to grief him, but rather much to the opposite.
- Ghost of tom Joad (rage against the machine
- Vamos (the brains)
- Murder (Knock Galley West)
- Breaking off Fingers (zombie apocalypse)
- Linoleum (nofx)
- "Hey, stop me if you've heard this one..."
- "Its all about who's fingers are in the pie, and who got pissed off they didn't get a piece."
- "I will seriously whip my dick out right now. Don't dare me." -Moments before being ejected from Elysium