<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kyler Bishop<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>35<br/><br/><strong>Occupation/Role:</strong>Ex Marine / Family Bookstore Keeper<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><br/><strong>Appearance /Picture (if you use a picture, hide it!):</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8467/8133009662_99bafff033_o.jpg)</div></div><br/>Team red shirt: NO<br/><br/>Below are optional aspects. If you choose not to fill these out, delete them before sending the sheet to me.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>very quiet and nice, yet has a darker driven side to him, the drugs and drink he needs to sleep and forget the voices in his head have become a huge issue lately and he's become kind of odd from it.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Kyler grew up in a troubled household, His father was a drunk, his mother popped pills, and often enough they forgot about him and his little brother.  Life continue on this way for 14 years until Kyler's little brother was found dead from an over does of pills, his mothers pills. As CYS came in to relocate him as his parents were arrested, Kyler was adopted by his grandmother.  She was a God loving, kind hearted woman, and she became the only reason Ky seemed to mellow out.  See over the years of a bad childhood, Kyler was known to be a trouble maker and a fighter.  Often he would tussle with kids who claimed he wasn't strong enough or cool enough.  Often running with the bad crowds, a noticeable drop in his grades had arrived.  However upon the move to his grandmothers, and a start at a fresh new school Ky was given a second chance.  Being 16 with a rough past was a hard thing to avoid however, and even though he was constantly working, kids began their normal bantering.  Within months at his new school Kyler was again involved in fights.  When he turned 18 something tragic happened.<br/><br/>While living with her, his gram taught him the ways of the church and how to control your anger so that it didn't eat you alive like the poison it is.  When school wasn't involved with its downside, the nice old lady had him working in a feeble attempt to keep himself out of trouble.  Her husband who had passed, owned the local book store.  She was the soul owner and soon Kyler's would find the store as a second home.  While kids drank and did drugs, the young man found himself buried in books to occupy his time. And when he wasn't reading, his grandmother had him learning to cook and clean.  Soon he became an expert chief, via the old ladies words, and could keep a house clean.  His love of books only grew and after graduating college he decide to become an armature writer hoping to make it big with a big selling novel.  Due to his secluded nature Ky never found the right girl only seeking friendship in the books he came to love.  That was until she entered his life and caused the tragic event.<br/><br/>He never really knew her, but she was the high school slut.  She was the kind who always got what she wanted, and she attempted this with Kyler.   When Ky didn't fall for it however, she had kids wait for Kyler after school and attack him.  The fight didn't last long as Kyler was found ontop of one of the kids who lay below him unconscious.  Charges were pressed and in the end Kyler was found guilty and just turning 18 he would spend true time in the poky.  There was one other option, military service, and soon enough he found himself leaving for boot camp.  7 years in the service did him good, yet months before his exit he was on deployment over seas.  On a routine scouting mission, his hummer was attacked and three rpgs later he found himself one of three surviving soldiers out of fourteen.  Burns covered his upper torso and left arm, and was quite the treat to find out after a three week coma.  6 months of hospital stay was rough, but he was granted leave and soon made his way home to his grand mother and the town he had forgotten about.<br/><br/>He returned to working the book store and writing.  Shortly after his return home, his grandmother fell ill and soon enough passed away.  Oddly enough it wasn't till then when the dreams began to occur.  When he wasn't working on his book, or fixing old books at his newly inherited store, he was finding ways to calm the dreams and night terrors.  Sadly his life turned to the drink and drugs, and as the years passed it sadly only worsened in his lonesome state.