Post by mason coultier on Jun 22, 2009 0:33:43 GMT -5
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Clive Owen is
MASON COULTIER
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MASON COULTIER
"I always get what I want."
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P U P P E T E E R
NAME || Adam
AGE || Twenty
EXPERIENCE || Probably more than anyone else here, certainly longer and more sites than I'd care to count
LOUD MOUTH || London asked me to join
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C H A R A C T E R • B A S I C S
FULL NAME || Mason Coultier
NICK NAME(S) || Mace, The Cop, Daddy, Mr. Mason
REASON FOR NAME || Aside from Mace, which is used only by his fellow officers in reference to his abrasive manner, all of his nicknames are things that the girls he frequents tend to refer to him as.
AGE || Thirty-one
GENDER || Male
GRADE || Does Not Attend
SEXUALITY || Heterosexual
BIRTH DATE || May 3, 1978
RANKING || Law Enforcement (Other - Matrixx Contact in Police)
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L O O K • F E E L
HEIGHT || 6'1"
WEIGHT || 169 lbs
HAIR COLOR || Brown
EYE COLOR || Green
APPEARANCE || Mason is the type of person that can be intimidating without being overwhelmingly large. At six-foot-one, he is already fairly tall, but not physically built more than average. He does not need this to get what he wants.
A rugged physique, but still good looking, Mason keeps thin stubble, but no beard. His hands are well worn from years on the force, and there is no part of him that even whispers gentile. His eyes are a cold, calculating green, and his hair is kept short and cropped, away from his face at all times.
There is nothing remarkable about Mason physically. He has no tattoos, no piercings, and no other distinguishing mark of any kind. Somehow, however, he always exudes an air of control, and when he talks people tend to listen.
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P E R S O N A • I N F O
|| LIKES ||
+ Sex
+ Good looking women
+ A fine cigar
+ Strong alcohol
+ Justice - at any cost
+ Guns
|| DISLIKES ||
- Other police officers
- People who don't speak English
- Prostitutes (surprisingly enough)
- Morally grey areas
- His mother
- People who talk too much
|| STRENGTHS ||
~ Expert marksman
~ Extreme Dominant (well, he calls it a strength)
~ Strong and agile
~ Excellent liar
~ Completely ruthless
|| WEAKNESSES ||
~ Very mistrusting
~ Poor communication and casual social skills
~ A tendency to ignore everything else if he is focused
~ Almost never turns down an offer to get drunk
FEAR(S) || That he will die without finding his father's killer.
PERSONALITY || Mason is all about two things. Power and control. In every situation, he has to be the master of it. Owning every possible eventuality, knowing every conceivable scenario. He is cold, calculating, ruthless, and selfish, never hesitating to do what he has to do (or hurt whomever he has to hurt) to get whatever it is he wants.
Not surprisingly, Mason prefers his women subdued and submissive, though he does occasionally go for an aggressive type every now and again, just for the pleasure of breaking them down. Some would say this borders on sadistic, but Mason himself demures from that particular label.
His nickname among cops, Mace, comes from his violent and aggressive manner towards everything and everyone. He has no time for pleasantries or subtleties, only time for action. If you want to get in his good books, just stay the hell out of his way.
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P A S T • T O • P R E S E N T
HOME TOWN || Las Vegas, Nevada
INCOME || Upper-middle class
FATHER || Derek Coultier, 53 at TOD, would be 63 now
MOTHER || Molly Erekson, 62
SIBLING(S) || None
HISTORY || Sex and drugs. Right from the beginning all that was missing from Mason Coultier's life was rock and roll. Growing up in Vegas with above average means, it was pretty damned easy for Mason to get his hands on whatever the hell it was he was interested in. He tried drugs briefly, but they soon bored him. He really only had one interest, and that was women.
A brief career in law enforcement in Nevada was brought to an abrupt end when his father was found murdered in his parents home just outside Las Vegas. When a year passed and the killer had not been caught, Mason resigned in disgust and moved away to Europe. He flitted around various countries before settling in London, England. He had never gotten the hang of any language other than English, and decided it was best to stick with what he knew. Accordingly, it did not take him long to get settled in law enforcement in London.
Despite the fact that he adopted an accent very quickly, Mason never learned to fit in on the force, despite rising through the ranks in record time. An American was frowned upon in the police force, and Mason never did get a partner he could count on.
It did not take him long to investigate the darker side of the law. One tiny bit of planted evidence landed him a high-profile killer, and from then on it was just a slippery slope downward. Combine this with his never-fading penchant for women, and it was no surprise that Madame Matrixx soon fell into his hands. Now she pays him off, with cash and favours, just to be able to stay open without the cops crashing the party.
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