Tesla

Age: 26
Gender: Male
Height: 6'4"

Bio:
Ex Military Brat, Tesla was always on the move from country to country, base to base. His mother had died at a young age, causing him to be raised by various guardians at each particular base where his father was stationed. Like most kids, he just learned to accept it, after all his father was wonderful, kind and sweet, when he was around. Towards the end, when Tesla was around 16, his father was sent off on an emergency mission before Tesla was even ready for him to go. His father simply didn't return and he grew up hating the military.
Only two short years later he left and headed off to the city. After trying to cope through various vices, smoking, drinking once he became 21, and even becoming violent and lashing out. Of course, one night he happened upon a certain bar that holds secret underground brawls, complete with gambling. Only problem, despite no one actually hating each other, they wanted to win, and Tesla, just wanted to be beaten. Shortly afterward, he found himself back in his hotel wound, being treated by one of the bar's bouncers, Roth, who tried to talk him out of being an idiot, and invited him to be a more beneficial voice against the military. Joining up with Fausk, Rabies, and of course Roth, Tesla became their lead singer, which helped his moods incredibly.
Tesla is a very strange creature, dressing with malice in mind, twisting the typical military wear and converting it into a business suit with bow tie. After all, that's all war is, the most destructive business in the world. His fur is the typical light gray to white, as most opossums. Not that he cares, as far as he's concerned, there's only him, that's all that matters in his world anymore. Other than that, he has a deep fascination with electricity, makes sense.

AIM:teslaaviatik

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(( Picture thanks to Surge drawn by Zephyx ))


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