So, I had this idea... I havnt played SecondLife in over 5 years... And now I want back in. Well, My local friends were like "Gee Gad WTF are you wearing!?!" And quickly and promptly ammended that issue... I'd say I look pretty darn alright right now, but I want a specific style. [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[TL;DR WARNING]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] Just to setup some background here... Imagine if you would, an individual living in a city. It's slow, not much to do, and every day was a bore. When suddenly a massive earthquake levels the city and destroys nearly all of its structures. Those who had money either moved into the unaffected region (which had been quartered off by high security bots) and many others just simply left. Me, Dazashi Graves was a resident in this city, one who fortunately survived the cataclysm. The city quickly became a harsh and punishing place to live. Crime was common, no police would roam in the "defective" zone. Surviving was a daily struggle. Making friends was both a requirement, and a risk. Gun fights were common. Robbery. Murder. Arson. Dazashi acquired all the skills he needed to survive. Hunting, stalking, scavaging, fighting. But it was never easy. He did however have hopes that one day a semblence of order would be restored. And as it were, eventually, the city DID start to calm down once most of the agitators had either left or been killed. Things were looking up for awhile, then the great rift happened. A massive earthquake ripped what was left of the city in half... This rift revealed an never before seen system of underground sewers, and strange complexes within them with some very strange tech. Though the purpose of this tech was ultimiately never discovered, the streets were abalaze again in order to control the facilities which once lied dorment below. Then, one day, as if the city it'self could take no more... Simply vanished. As if it never existed. This is where I come in, 6-7 years later after these events. Displaced from his home land, Dazashi wandered the wastelands outside, trekking through desert, storms, and weathering bandits and other monsters along the way. He grew cold... Hard. But in his searches he hopes to one day find somewhere called home. Perhaps then he will no longer call himself a "Displaced Citizen" of the once magnificient Saijo City. [[[[[[[[[TLDR WARNING OVER]]]]]]]]]] Alright... So... This is who I want to make. A rugged looking character who's seen and been through a lot. He's traveled vast distances though rubble, wastelands, and other trecherous territory. He's braved both hostile creatures and bandits alike. He should look middle aged (around 40) and rugged, perhaps with a few scars from his adventures. He carries a heavy cannon on his back, and a trusty side arm he's kept since Saijo City but little else. Think kinda like Roland Deschain from the Dark Tower series and what he would choose to dress up in if he came from a more modern society. For specifics, I'm thinking Whiteish Grey slick back, grown out military cut hair, Rugged looks, Probably a beaten up long coat, heavy boots that have seen many miles and cargo pants with shreaded edges. His clothes arnt falling off, they've just seen a lot of the world. In the end, I'd just want a character who looks like he was forged from a long harsh road, one he still walks in hopes of finding the place called "home".