Bailey, Rufus Lee

[Rufus Lee Bailey]

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name , Rufus Lee Bailey
nicknames , Rufey, Roofie, Ruf, Ruflee, Lee
age & date of birth , 17, January 23
gender , male
sexual orientation , heterosexual
ability , chameleon
played by , Ash Stymest
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height , 6 ft 2 inches
weight , 152 lbs
tattoos and piercings , one gage on his left ear and several tattoos; some on both his arms, his right pectoral, and his right shin: here, here, and here
distinguishing features , Rufus has black, floppy hair that compliments his blue eyes. Despite his heavily tattooed exterior, he's far from intimidating with his skinny yet tall body shape. Plus, he can pull some mean puppy dog eyes.
physical flaws , his body is thinner than average, and not very muscular.
personal style , Rufus dresses with what he can find, though he tends to stick to mainly dark and neutral colors that he'll add bits of color to. also, anything that can grate on his mom's nerves are always a plus; spiked jewelry, clothing with holes in it, clothing he has spray painted out of boredom.
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likes ,

• the military
  
• the sound of airplanes flying
  
• his younger brother, Adam
  
• tattoos, piercings, smoking, basically anything that makes authority figures go crazy
  
• artwork, making art, bright or unusual colors
  
• spontaneity
  
• being a role model for his brother, and having Adam look up to him
  
• causing trouble (but not with malicious intent)
  
• dancing/partying/energetic activities
  
• cuddling and physical touch
  
• keeping others generally happy
  

dislikes ,

• boredom
  
• people acting overly disappointed in him
  
• excessive rules
  
• uptight individuals
  
• bullies or cruel people
  
• people telling him his father isn't coming back from the war
  
• getting punished for breaking rules (and it happens often)
  

strengths ,

• outgoing nature
  
• speed (ah yes, he's a fast little bugger)
  
• tendency to be optimistic
  
• good with children
  
• creativity
  
• very compassionate and sympathetic
  

weaknesses ,

• doesn't filter his language no matter the age (ex: cursing around a three year old, or talking about sex openly in front of his parents)
  
• breaking rules in order to make others happy and for his own entertainment
  
• not a good liar, so he often won't try
  

fears ,

• his father dying or never coming back
  
• anyone in his family getting hurt
  
• dying
  
• losing a large amount of friends
  
• the war making the world "lose its color"
  

overall personality , Military life has an intense air around it, always pounding down on the individuals it engulfs. One either combated with the heavy rules and procedures, or listened to demands and became obedient. Rufus, having lived on army bases for nearly fourteen years of his life, loved what the military stood for. One could trust the army and look up to them with open admiration. Rufus wanted to be just like them, but only one aspect of the army bored into his mind and made him tick; the strict discipline. When he went to school on the bases, Ruf's teachers made themselves very clear about not putting up with rule breakers. "But why?" He'd often ask. The teen witnessed a few class clowns and the seemingly illegal joy they brought to other children, and he looked upon them with the same idolization given to a general. Those other kids were fighting back against dullness and conformity. They made sacrifices for others' happiness. With a younger brother to impress and keep cheerful, Rufus soon mimicked their behavior and became his own breed of trouble maker; a soldier fighting to keep the world colorful. Breaking rules are now further a necessity to the seventeen year old now that the world is falling apart and turning lifeless. In Rufus' eyes, the clan needs spontaneity, fun, and idols without sticks up their asses. He respects that security is needed, just like the army itself, but he firmly holds his ground against the life getting sucked out of people just so their bodies can keep walking.

Some of the rules Rufus breaks are policies based around status quo, or what people expect of him. Yes, they most likely expect a risky individual with a knack for breaking rules just by looking at his appearance, but that he's... nice? Most would scoff at the thought, but Ruf has compassion and sympathy like no other. His trouble making is to keep people happy, and Ruf isn't one to look away from a down expression if he knows how to help. Plus, he's very much a cuddler despite others' assumptions. Rufus also has an artistic streak in him, and when boredom struck him as a child sometimes his bedroom walls would suffer under crayons and paints. He still hasn't broken the habit of drawing on furniture when the temptation strikes him. Sometimes his friends even leave his company with smiley faces drawn on their shoulders in sharpie.

Ruf does have flaws that some others take offense to however. He can't lie very well, and this weakness has made him blunt in stating the truth to the point of shock. For example, if he was rummaging around in his bedroom drawers and his mother asked him what he was doing, he would proudly state that he was looking for a condom. He does not monitor how others may react to the truth, and thus often receives a few wide eyed stares during conversations. Rufus also has a tendency to annoy authority figures with his rule breaking. Though he'd happily go over and thank them for bringing some joy back to the world, most wouldn't feel so proud about playing a part in Ruf's achievements.

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hometown , Clarksville, Tennessee
father , William Parker Bailey- 44 -army pilot (assumed to still be alive)
mother , Samantha Malia Bailey- 46 -former army nurse, now works as a nurse for the clan
siblings , Adam Connor Bailey- 8 years old
pets , none
history , Rufus' parents, William and Samantha Bailey, met at army base Fort Campbell in Tennessee while both were in the process of completing their army training. Samantha was working towards becoming a combat nurse, while Will was absorbed into the idea of piloting. Will soared through most of his training, passed every test with flying colors, and became one of the top in his class. Of course, his clumsiness had a strange manner of popping up, as though working towards a delightful destiny for the man. Perhaps that's why he slipped in the shower and sprained his wrist. During that day, the embarrassed man hurried off to the infirmary for treatment while shrugging away his comrades' laughter. He was assigned to Samantha, and his injuries would be a part of her own training. As she treated the light sprain, Will tried to convince her he'd gotten the wound trying to stop two privates from fighting. Samantha rubbed the soap scum between her fingers and eyed him with mock suspicion, but then she laughed. Will soon joined in with his own sheepish laughter.

Her laugh delighted him to such an extent that he continued to visit her for the remainder of his training. Every time an older nurse would shoo him away with disapproval. However, eventually they grew accustomed to the young man's appearance, and would occasionally turn a blind eye towards his presence. They also figured this was the best way to stop him from hurting himself just to see Samantha. William still thinks the nurses let him in because they could already see the love the two trainees had for each other. Whether they could see it or not, Will and Samantha were in love, and three years later they married in a military ceremony. A short five months later, and Samantha was pregnant. The couple never exactly planned for children, but when their first born came along they were pleasantly surprised if not a little bewildered. At the first signs of pregnancy, Samantha dropped out of the nursing service, but William continued with his ambitions in order to receive an income. The couple lived on base, and thus, Rufus Lee Bailey was introduced to the military lifestyle when his eyes first opened. With crinkled nose and wide blue eyes, Rufus emitted little expressions of fascination. That fascination never completely died.

They became a traditional military family, hopping from base to base as the years progressed. Rufus underwent education on the military base, though he'd often find himself distracted by the training cadets and occasional passing airplane. To be involved in the military was to instantly become one of Rufus' idols, though in his eyes his father was still the best. He was the best pilot, the best fighter, the most skilled man in the entire world. Needless to say, Rufus' innocence was still intact. His happy go lucky views on his life would only change once he reached high school, but until then he was allowed to relish in the joy of his brother's birth. Rufus was nine when Adam came into the world, and he adored his brother with protective passion. Rufus could be an idol now, and he vowed to be a damn good one. He taught his brother all he knew, and told him everything with no filter. His mother took pleasure in her sons' relationship, but around the time when Rufus enrolled in middle school her smile changed to a disapproving frown.

Rufus' innocence faltered in middle school, as it does with most children. Adults were not perfect, the world was not a fantasy, and things could always go wrong. He accepted it and managed to keep his love for both his family and their military lifestyle, no matter the imperfections he now noticed. One thing didn't change in the family however, and that was Rufus' relationship with his brother and the secrets he shared with the three year old. And still Rufus had no filter for his mouth. Adam was learning things even thirteen year olds would gawk at. Samantha quickly took notice of this when Adam started calling Rufus, "Roofie." She scolded her older son, grounded him, took away games and denied him interaction with his friends, but Rufus had already begun to link his punishments with sacrifice. He was becoming a marvelous idol for his brother, or at least that's what he thought, and it seemed worrying his mother was all apart of the goal he'd set for himself. Rufus' father was already deployed to Iraq, and thus, missed his chance to discipline his misguided son. Samantha's only consultation were brief Skype conversations with her husband which usually turned into full on rants before Will could get a single word in.

Rufus began to realize his misbehavior made his younger brother happy and excited. To let Adam get involved in said behavior further elated the younger boy. While his father was out sacrificing his life for the country, Rufus was risking punishment to make his brother, and others happy. He rather liked the fun yet risky activities he participated in anyway. These mom maddening acts most commonly included telling his brother rather risque stories and facts, cutting up his hair in strange fashions, ruining clothing, and most importantly, getting tattoos and piercings. His mom nearly killed him when he got his first tattoo. No matter how horrible the assault on his ears was, the little high five from his brother made it worth it. The kids at school encouraged his rebellious ways too. They invited him to parties, heads filled with rumors of his fun loving personality and quirkiness. He quickly became the burst of color amongst all the other army children who were usually disciplined to the point of almost robot like behavior. Rufus became a release.

He maintained his joyfully rebellious ways for most of his young life, and even when an air of conflict fell on the world he still kept a spark inside himself. He was fourteen when his family was told to evacuate the military base. They were informed that the bases were no longer safe as the war began to increase in tension, and that they might even be bombing targets later in the future. Later became soon. The family had barely settled down in their new Manhattan apartment when the bombs hit; they were still unpacking boxes. The screech across the sky thrust Rufus forward, arms around his brother and tugging him to the ground. He merely glanced his mother hitting the ground. In the split second before the city was engulfed in deadly fire, Rufus was graced with a memory of the troops marching in front of his classroom window. They were so uniform in their movements and very stoney faced. In an instant they hit the pavement with a smack, still in perfect uniform as the drill instructor rang out a bomb warning. It was only a drill. Some fragment in his mind remembered this scene clearly, and when the sirens went off through the city his movements became based on that memory. Hit the deck, his mind screamed.

Crumbling buildings shook the earth around him, and he felt the building buckle underneath and the roof cave in. Rufus, jarred to the bone, shakily crawled into a crevice between a piece of roof and the living room wall. He tugged his brother with him and his mother soon followed. They stayed conscious for most of the bombings, watching the flashes of light ignite fires and completely demolish buildings. But when the roof further caved in, a piece of plaster struck the family and they all blacked out. He couldn't remember how long he stayed unconscious, but when he awoke, more than half the city was demolished. The dust made his eyes grainy, but he could clearly see the camouflage print above him. The rubble was lifted off his chest, though the family continued to stare in a daze at the man before them. There were others, scraggly survivors that looked about as shell shocked as the Baileys, but the family only focused on the marine. Perhaps it was just because he was the first face they saw since the ordeal, but more than likely they were thankful to see something familiar; that camouflage print.

Overall, the family escaped with only minor injuries. At the worst, Rufus had a sprained ankle and his mother's arm was broken, but those all healed over time. They immersed themselves in clan life as it was the only life there truly was. Either join the clan or try to fend for themselves in the gradually decaying land. The choice was easy. Plus, Rufus began to like the security enforced environment, for it reminded him greatly of the military bases he inhabited not too long ago. Like home, he thought. However, the clan would never truly be home until his father came back, and yes, he was going to come home someday. Rufus knew he would. There was no possible chance his father was struck down in a plane, or that he suffered a fiery death like so many others. Impossible. Rufus held to that belief, his rebellious nature, and a willingness to make sacrifices for the sake of others even as the world crumbled around the clan. Those values have yet to change.[/size]

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ability description , The radiation had a very strong affect on not so much Rufus himself, but his tattoos. His tattoos are permanently embedded in him and not like usual ink. In fact, if you experimented on him you would find that the tattoos go all the way down to the bone. But this seventeen year old is not just a walking piece of artwork, for he can control his tattoos to blend his whole body into wherever he may be situated; like a chameleon. The tattoos spread across his whole body, face included, until the only thing that may set him off from his background are his eyes. Unlike the funky lizard, Rufus' power acts quickly and he may have his whole body covered in a matter of seconds. Rufus can only make himself blend in, and he has no control over ink outside his skin.

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