Scarecrow/Eric Freeman

[SCARECROW]

Scarecrow

Name: Eric Freeman known only as “Scarecrow”

Designation: Freelancer
Position: Former Security expert now just a roamer
Age & Birthday:25, 01/13/90
Gender: Male
Likes:

• Pop music
  
• Spy Novels
  
• Ice Cream
  
• Puzzles/riddles
  

Dislikes

• Feeling people’s eyes on him from behind
  
• Broccoli
  

Strengths:

• Setting up, and by-passing, surveillance equipment
  
• Very good at solving puzzles and riddles
  
• Is unnaturally calm
  

Weaknesses:

• Can be awoken as a butcher
  
• Isn’t physically strong and can be easily overpowered
  
• Has no memory of his life before being hit by the wiping waves
  
• Suffers from asthma
  

Fears:

• Being watched
  
• Water
  
• Guns
  

History:

Eric Freeman was always a quiet child. He preferred to keep to himself and do puzzles or play around on his computer than play with the other children. His parents were worried about him and took him to see a psychiatrist. Eric didn’t like the way the psychiatrist was treating him like a Rubix cube trying to figure out how he worked. He refused to speak to him and began to distrust people.

This led him to begin looking into surveillance equipment. If people wanted to pry him apart he’d do the same but he’d have the courtesy to do it behind their backs. He became quite knowledgeable and built his first camera at 14. He tricked out his room with a mini-security system. He learned the ins and outs of sensors, alarms, and cameras.

He got a job at a small electronics shop into to fund his hobby of building these devices. By the time he was 18 he had learned and built enough to turn his room a bit of a fortress. Apparently the government had been keeping tabs on him because of his frequent purchase of security equipment and paid him a visit. They were rather impressed at his security set-up, especially since he had no formal training. He was offered an internship to develop his skills further which Eric accepted.

He learned and studied in a security lab for two years. While he was working on a project to present to complete his internship the city was hit by a “imprinting waves”. However all the sensors and other electronics he had running affected the waves. This resulted in a strange happening. He was turned into a sleeper. Eric developed a doll-like innocence and naiveté but fragments of his original personality remained intact. His earliest memory is waking up in the desert, his clothes tattered, dirty, and blood-stained. Now he wanders scavaging to survive while looking for someplace, anyplace to call home.

Personality: Scarecrow has an unnatural calm about him and is very trusting of others. He doesn’t like being stared at though. It makes him feel scared and uncomfortable. Scarecrow is very susceptible to suggestions much like dolls. He has a very child-like sense of optimism believing that good will win the war. Scarecrow is usually in good spirits and does his best to help others however he can.

He enjoys toying with machines especially cameras and can speak about them with experience and passion. Scarecrow desires to regain his lost memories. He knows that he’ll never understand how or why he lost his memories until they are returned to him. Scarecrow will often stare into the mirror looking at himself trying to understand the secret hidden in his own mind.

Famous Face: Brendan Hines
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Your Real Name: Bill
Experience: I’ve been around the rp block lol
RP Sample:

The world was spinning. His head was pounding as he weakly stood to his feet. He looked down at his clothes. They were covered in dirt and blood and torn in several places.

“How did I get here?” he thought as he looked around. There was nothing but desert as far as he could see in every direction. There was something on his head….it was a wide brimmed straw hat.

“Where did I get this?” he mumbled as he took it off and flipped it over in his hands. He tried to remember how he got here but he couldn’t. He couldn’t even remember his own name. All there was in his mind was this moment.

“Who am I?” he said out loud. Hoping that someone could hear him despite the fact that there was no one around. He took off the hat and looked at it hoping that it would have some answers. All he could think of was that it looked like a scarecrow’s hat. He put it back on.

“Well then I suppose that’s what I’ll call myself. Scarecrow,” he said as he walked towards the horizon.

[BENNETT HALVERSON]

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