03-01-2008, 12:38 PM
Name: Johnny Wingraver
Appearence: Average height, brown eyes, medium-brown hair that needs to be cut. He is missing a pinky on his right hand.
Bio: Johnny is an artist, though he is paid very little for his work, and sells little. His parents moved to Whitechapel from France while he was still but an infant in the womb. He admires the work of the impressionists greatly, and wishes to acheive such status, though he doubt he ever will. As a child, growing up was rough, but he;s known nothing else. Once, a dog bit his hand when he was a lad of five years of age, and he lost his right pinky. He was lucky to live through it without infection. A while later, at the age os 15, Johnny's parents died of illness, and he was left to his own devices. He scraped up what money he could to become an artist.
Johnny was wandering about, looking for something to catch his eyes, whether that something be inanimate of living he didn't care. He was just about to give up and go buy himself a drink when he saw two young women who were obviously prostitutes, and both of them quite beautiful.
Bold by nature, johnny walked right up to them and said "What're a couple'a gals like you doin' walkin' 'bout on a night like this?"