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Name: Pat Smith
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: (brown eyes)
Personality: Pat was normal once. Pat Smith had a good life growing , he belonged to the middle class he was a relatively good student a hell of a rower and wrestler. He was easygoing and sarcastic, like everyone else he had his bad days, he was angry about something or his temper got the better of him he could get sad some days. After the event that changed his life when he encountered the wendigo and then the goatman. He became volatile and unstable he was almost pushed to insanity, in fact he was, even though he didn't realize. Old parts of him still can be seen but he has been irreversibly changed by the things he has seen and what he has done. He fears what the goatman and wendigo said to him before he killed them and how they both told him that he would become worse then what they had been tenfold and more. He holds on to his last shreds of sanity like a dog a bone and is vuvirtually immune to psychological fears.
Bacckstory: Everything changed one day in the mountains near Williamsport in Pennsylvania. His family owned a cabin up in the mountains where him, his father, grandfather, and uncles would go to hunt deer and turkey. One day in the winter when he was 17 they drove up to where they hunted early in the morning like they alawy!s had but something was off, Pat could feel it, They found a deer carcass on a path that was mutilated, they thought nothing of it bears and coyotes were known to be in the area. Later that day when it was getting close to the time when they packed in to go back a fierce wind started blowing, twenty minutes later when no one had shone up to where the cars were parked Pat began to suspect something wasn't right he keyed up his walkie-talkie but heard nothing, they all had good quality radios which made him think something was seriously wrong. Then he saw it, two baleful glowing yellow eyes starring at him. Pat's blood ran cold and felt his heart sink into his stomach. He had read pet semetary and what was looking at him, he also knew why no one else was coming back to the cars... It was a wendigo. As soon as he saw it it was on top of him and Pat knew it must have been a relatively new one because it wasn't very big. He was lucky he knew about the legend of the Wendigo and his how to defeat it he was also lucky he had a survival kit if he got lost. He removed his flare gun and shot the Wendigo in the chest, as it turns out they fire really is their weakness because as soon as it went down, writhing in pain he was on top of it with a knife. It seemed as though the knife was only wounding it so he grabbed his rifle off the ground a stuck at its warpped and deer like forehead, and it was laughing it even spoke to him it said in a demonic voice that shook Pat to his core "You will take my place." Pat screamed as he pulled the trigger and unloaded the internal mag into its head and the demon screamed too, a terrible and horrific sound.
The PA game commission ruled the deaths animal attacks and and Pat was never the same after that, he moved to Maryland where he went to college at Maryland University, Then while he was out camping with some friends, who were trying to help him recover, when luck decided to screw him over again just when he thought he could have a normal life, him and his friends encountered the infamous goatman. At that point one of his 7 friends a native from the area told him the story of the goatman he had snapped, nothing mattered to him he went outside with a M9 bayonet and a torch whatever the goatman was it could mess with electronics and artificial light sources. Thirty minutes after he it's red eyes in the woods there was a brief scream and silence ten minutes later he showed up to the camper carrying a demonic goat head, while he was covered in a black substance that reeked. The goatman showing to terrorize him and his friends had sent Pat over the edge. He left Maryland after college and set out to look for people who know what these things are and how to end them once and for all
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Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: (brown eyes)
Personality: Pat was normal once. Pat Smith had a good life growing , he belonged to the middle class he was a relatively good student a hell of a rower and wrestler. He was easygoing and sarcastic, like everyone else he had his bad days, he was angry about something or his temper got the better of him he could get sad some days. After the event that changed his life when he encountered the wendigo and then the goatman. He became volatile and unstable he was almost pushed to insanity, in fact he was, even though he didn't realize. Old parts of him still can be seen but he has been irreversibly changed by the things he has seen and what he has done. He fears what the goatman and wendigo said to him before he killed them and how they both told him that he would become worse then what they had been tenfold and more. He holds on to his last shreds of sanity like a dog a bone and is vuvirtually immune to psychological fears.
Bacckstory: Everything changed one day in the mountains near Williamsport in Pennsylvania. His family owned a cabin up in the mountains where him, his father, grandfather, and uncles would go to hunt deer and turkey. One day in the winter when he was 17 they drove up to where they hunted early in the morning like they alawy!s had but something was off, Pat could feel it, They found a deer carcass on a path that was mutilated, they thought nothing of it bears and coyotes were known to be in the area. Later that day when it was getting close to the time when they packed in to go back a fierce wind started blowing, twenty minutes later when no one had shone up to where the cars were parked Pat began to suspect something wasn't right he keyed up his walkie-talkie but heard nothing, they all had good quality radios which made him think something was seriously wrong. Then he saw it, two baleful glowing yellow eyes starring at him. Pat's blood ran cold and felt his heart sink into his stomach. He had read pet semetary and what was looking at him, he also knew why no one else was coming back to the cars... It was a wendigo. As soon as he saw it it was on top of him and Pat knew it must have been a relatively new one because it wasn't very big. He was lucky he knew about the legend of the Wendigo and his how to defeat it he was also lucky he had a survival kit if he got lost. He removed his flare gun and shot the Wendigo in the chest, as it turns out they fire really is their weakness because as soon as it went down, writhing in pain he was on top of it with a knife. It seemed as though the knife was only wounding it so he grabbed his rifle off the ground a stuck at its warpped and deer like forehead, and it was laughing it even spoke to him it said in a demonic voice that shook Pat to his core "You will take my place." Pat screamed as he pulled the trigger and unloaded the internal mag into its head and the demon screamed too, a terrible and horrific sound.
The PA game commission ruled the deaths animal attacks and and Pat was never the same after that, he moved to Maryland where he went to college at Maryland University, Then while he was out camping with some friends, who were trying to help him recover, when luck decided to screw him over again just when he thought he could have a normal life, him and his friends encountered the infamous goatman. At that point one of his 7 friends a native from the area told him the story of the goatman he had snapped, nothing mattered to him he went outside with a M9 bayonet and a torch whatever the goatman was it could mess with electronics and artificial light sources. Thirty minutes after he it's red eyes in the woods there was a brief scream and silence ten minutes later he showed up to the camper carrying a demonic goat head, while he was covered in a black substance that reeked. The goatman showing to terrorize him and his friends had sent Pat over the edge. He left Maryland after college and set out to look for people who know what these things are and how to end them once and for all
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