Brawler

BRAWLER's occupation should be obvious enough from his rough n' tough alias. The punk can't quite pinpoint the moment in his life when it all went to shit- ever since he was a teen, he just always seemed to be a day late and a dollar short when it came to pursuing more noble conquests such as 'school' or 'a job'. With no family and no real friends to lean on, he did what any sensible man would do- he adapted. It don't matter what city you're in, those tall buildings will always cast their long shadows, and it's there that he found his means of survival. There are always pompous bastards and no-good idiots who gotta be put down for the greater good. Now, BRAWLER don't necessarily care so much for that 'greater good' part-- as long as he's gettin' a fat paycheck at the end of the day, it don't matter to him what poor sap has gotta get his head caved in. But damn if he doesn't do his job and do it well. As the moniker implies, the guy is a pro with his hands. It's exceptionally rare for him to get in a fist fight and not leave his opponent looking far worse off than him. Baseball bats, crowbars, steel pipes, and any other kind of blunt object tend to be the name of the game for him. Sure, guns can kill a guy just as well, but they're 1.) loud as all hell and 2.) just not fun enough for him. The way he sees it, if he's gonna be stickin' his neck out, he might as well go all in and get some joy outta it- you never know which contract's gonna be your last in a world as dirty and dangerous as this.

Still, the guy's got a soft side. He was a good enough kid before the circumstances led him to adopting the hard life, and that probably shows itself more often than it should. In all honesty, BRAWLER is a goddamn dork. When he ain't fucking killing people, he absolutely tears up the local discotheques, eats out at mom n' pop diners on a daily basis, and keeps up to date on all the recent fads and trends. He even attends an aerobics class once a week for Christ's sake. The 80's ain't gonna last forever, and he's gotta get as much mileage as he can before his Adidas tracksuit jacket goes outta style. ... Yeah, you read that right. BRAWLER's outfit when he's "on the job" is virtually the same- ripped up blue jeans, far-too-expensive cowboy boots, some basic-ass tank top, and a denim jacket. But when he's around town? Goddamn, the guy is a madman. He always wears his staple sunglasses (don't ask me why- he probably just thinks they look cool because, again, he's a goddamn dork), but you never know what else is gonna be happening below them. Any kind of wild 80's outfit is probably one that BRAWLER has worn at some point because, really, the guy has an insatiable need to stay up on the trends. That's probably why he's able to do the whole assassin thing so well- who the fuck would expect someone so loud to kill anything other than the dance floor?