Dave (Ghoul)

Name: Dave

Hair: Dirty gray, probably dark at one time. The semi-dry, semi-greasy strands are combed back with effort in a similar pompadour style, but many of them have come out, revealing a mottled scalp.

Eyes: Dull amber in color, with a barely noticeable radioactive glow in complete darkness. The look is intense, obsessive, betrays a constant inner thirst.

Features:

· Skin: Dry, flaky skin of a dead person, sometimes covering bones, sometimes hanging in patches. Dried patches of greenish pus are visible on the joints and in the folds of the skin, which he periodically cleanses or, conversely, picks out of boredom. · Smell: He has a sweet-putrid aroma, which he unsuccessfully tries to kill with cheap cologne and cigar smoke. · Build: Lean and bony, typical of a ghoul, but he retains amazing mobility and agility. · Voice: Raspy, with a rustle characteristic of ghouls, but the intonation is lively, emotional, often slipping into an obscene whisper or loud, cheeky laughter.

Personality:

· Gambling: Loves gambling of any kind – cards, dice, betting on fights in fights without rules. He plays desperately, often betting everything he has for the thrill. Hedonist: Lives for pleasure. Since his taste buds are almost dead, he looks for strong sensations in excitement, alcohol (which has almost no effect on him, but he loves ritual), drugs (which he requires in horse doses) and, most importantly, in tactile contacts. · He is obsessed with the idea of intimacy: His most obsessive dream is to feel the warmth of a human touch again, which does not cause disgust. He is obsessed with the idea of having sex, seeing in this the last, unattainable form of pleasure that will prove that he is still "alive." Charming Dead Man: Despite his appearance, he is charismatic, talkative, and obsessively gallant. He can be a cheerful companion at the bar, but his jokes often have dark, vulgar overtones. It is easy to get discouraged when he is rejected because of his appearance. The cynical romantic: Somewhere deep beneath the layers of corruption and vulgarity, a spark of romance is smoldering. He can talk about love and passion with the pathos of a poet, which, combined with his appearance, creates an eerie and tragicomic effect.

Clothes:

· Top: A battered but clean (he carefully monitors this) white jacket, which shows stains that have not been washed off by pus and radiation. · Under his jacket: A bright red Hawaiian shirt with large floral patterns is his most valuable trophy and a symbol of his "love of life". He believes that she gives him a "vacation" and carefree look. · Bottom: Light beige trousers, washed to the holes, but ironed. · General: His style is a creepy parody of the "cool guy" from the coast, stuck in the hell of a radioactive Wasteland.

Background:

· Dave was a very young guy, a used car salesman with big ambitions and a love for a beautiful life, when the Great War began. · He miraculously survived by taking refuge in a Vault that suffered from a radiation leak, which eventually turned most of the survivors into ghouls. He spent decades in suspended animation or half asleep, until his hideout was opened by looters. Upon awakening, he discovered that his body was decomposing, but his mind and desires remained the same. He wanders through the Wasteland in search of not only survival, but also thrills, trying to grab onto any crumbs of the pleasure that he once knew. His main goal is to find someone who will see the personality behind the rotting flesh and satisfy his last, innermost thirst.

Notes:

· He may be met at some bar like the Abandoned Hole in Primmet or at the fair in New Vegas, where he will try to play at the casino or make bets. · He is not a villain by nature, but his desperation and thirst for sensations can push him to reckless or immoral acts. · As a companion, he could be useful with his knowledge of old technologies and the ability to negotiate (old sales skills), but his obsession and habits could create permanent problems. His personal tragedy is that the stronger his desires are, the more repulsive he looks to others, creating a vicious circle from which there is no way out.