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*William Rock is a Role Playing avitar. Not here for OOC drama or RL connectons. Name: Will Rock Appearance: Nearly always impeccably groomed. Smells like Polo Red by Ralph Lauren and nearly always chewing Wrigleys Spearmint gum. Tats: Good and Bad Girls on opposite arms. Stars on collar bone. Illuminati symbol on left pectoral muscle. Attitude: Appears confident and sometimes even cocky. Doesn't trust anyone however will talk to just about anyone. Very observant of his surroundings. Slow to trust and even harder to befriend. Prone to fits of anger towards those who he believes might do him harm. Carries: if you can't see something on him you might role play a bit to see if he has anything hidden. Dont be shy..what's the worse that could happen? William Rockefeller In the early 80's the Rockefellers moved from Boston to New York City. Richard Rockefeller was a partner in Bain Capitol and started an office in the North Tower of the World Trade Center. The family settled in Mahattan Island. William attended the prestigious and all boys Collegiate School on the west side. After graduating from prep school William was sent off to Harvard where after eight years he graduated with a Major in Business Management and a Doctorate in International law. While in Harvard William married his High School sweetheart, Envy Sands. Life was right on the fast track for William Rockefeller. Then it all went wrong...... On September 11, 2011, William was suppose to join his father and mother at Bain Capitol for a small reception to welcome him to his new job. Sitting in a shiney limo, in stand still traffic, nearly ten blocks from the WTC, he noticed people running. A passenger jet had just slammed into the North tower. William would get out of the limo and in a dead sprint would head towards the now burning tower. With two blocks left to go William would watch in horror as WTC North came tubling to the ground. He spent a number of numb months walking around Manhattan hoping to find his parents. They however were never found. After the 911 tragedy and the loss of his parents, William became enraged. He had always been patriotic, rooted for the United States in the Olympics and loved 4th of July fireworks, but this made things personal and within a month, William was headed to Naval Officer Candidate School. Upon completion at the top of his class, he attended flight school in Naval NAS, Pensecola, FL. Training for years to become an F-18E/F Super Hornet pilot, he spent several years deployed in the VFA-122, carrying out hundreds of sordies in the war against Iraq and Afghanistan, truly believing he was helping in the War on Terrorism, and in doing so, avenging the death of his beloved parents. More than a decade would pass and he rose in rank, becoming a Commander of Squadron VFA-122. In becoming the youngest Commander of the Super Hornet squadron, William made a few enemies, one of which thought the command should have been his, and the older Lt. Commander waited his time, waiting until he was able to spike the Officers drink, making sure he failed a sobriety test. Feeling betrayed but unable to prove his innocence or that it was a setup, William was allowed to resign quietly and since the arrest was on the base, it was handled within the military ranks. So with what money he had saved and a bitter taste on his tongue, he dropped his family name, shortening his own to Will Rock, a traveling case of his entire surviving belongings tucked neatly within as he stumbled upon the rundown town of Hathian. Lets get ready to rummmmmbbbblllleeeeeee ! 🙂 |
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