Name: Peter Nielsen.
Age: 25.
Sign: Pieces.
Sex: Male.
Sexual Preference: Straight.
Profession:
Hitman
Vigilante
Renegade
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 145 lbs.
Hair: Dirty blonde.
Eyes: Dull blue.
Drink of choice: Iced tea with white wine.
Drug of choice: A little grass never hurt anyone.
Weapon of choice: Unique Alpine TPG-1 High Powered Pistol but any pistol works. Danger best handled at a distance.
Car: 3002 Black Honda Civic.
Specialty: Peter is a fast thinker. He can turn nearly any situation to his advantage by using whats around him. He's not exactly McGaiver but he does what he can.
Looks: Long blond hair, untanned skin, and a medium build. Peter tends to try to keep himself from looking to exceptional because his line of work requires him to be forgetable. All the same, he has a pretty face and people, women primarilly, tend to find him attractive and noteworthy. His hair is exceptional, and has earned him the nice name "Blondy" in several places for it's golden shine and silky feel.
Personality: Peter is, basically, a good person. He finds it very difficult to do directly bad things unless he can't avoid them. As such, he sometimes has moral problems with doing hitman work, but balances that with the deep understanding that he's not directly harming anyone by giving out a little information.
History: Peter was born and raised on the Southside, giving him a much different outlook on life than other people in his class. His mother ran off when he was just a baby, so all he ever had was his dad. Growing up his father worked hard to care for him and provided all that he could to his young son. As far back as he can remember in his childhood Peter was the only white kid in his area. All his friends were black or hispanic.
The only white kid in the neighborhood made life interesting. Peter took alot of jokes and kidding about his skin color, serving as a strange reverse to life for white people outside of Southside. As their grandest joke, his friends nicknamed him "Darky" to show case an example of irony. Jokes aside Peter had alot of good friends growing up, and was involved in quasi-gang activity in his later years, though never anything truely noteworthy.
When he endered high school, his father had a break down and was unable to continue being an effective father. Peter raised himself though the last few years of school on his father's little earnings and welfare checks. He got a scholarship and attended college for three years before he had to drop out for lack of funds. Still, he completed a minor technical degree and, more importantly, discovered his talent for finding things out.
After college, Peter found work as a stock consultant, mainly by luck, and through a few lucky guesses, got enough credit to keep the job, working freelance. He moved into an apartment downtown and settled into life. But, life was dull. As a hobby, Peter started spying on his neighbors, just for fun. His hobby grew, until he was observing the whole apartment complex, with some interesting notes on just about everything and everyone in the place.
It was at this point that the idea of selling information first struck him.