Xavier Lawrence - Sadistic Cop

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): "Officer Xavier Lawrence. Oh, you really can't f***in' pronounce that?" Xavier rolls his eyes, shifting in his seat a bit.

Date of Birth (& age): "March 13th, 1998. Old as sh*t. Twenty two."

Place of Birth: "New York, New York."

Gender: "I'm obviously a guy, f***wad. You need me to prove it?" Xavier grins

Species/Racial Origin: "Species? Are you f***in' high? I'm white. I don't know where I'm from exactly." Xavier looks around, bored.

Social Class/Community Status: "Community status?! I'm a f***in' Lieutenant on the police force-! There's your 'community status', powerless a**hole."

Language: "American." (Yes, Xavier is dumb.)

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Xavier just shakes his head, his demeanor shifting a bit, clearly a top he doesn't want to discuss.


Physical Description

Height: "Taller, and stronger, than you. 5'11." The man says with a grin

Weight: "I don't know. 160? 170? Why's that matter?"

Hair: "Are you blind or stupid? Black."

Eyes: "F***in... Gray? I don't know." (Grayish blue)

Limb Dexterity: Xavier starts laughing, "What the hell is a dexterity?" (He's a cop, everythings good with him)


Detailed Physical Description:

Typical Clothing/Equipment: "My uniform, why? You want me to take it off?" Xavier grins (He also carries basic police gear)

Personality/Attitude: "Can't you figure that out? Dumbass." Xavier rolls his eyes, sitting back in the seat a bit. (Clearly a bit rude and stupid, he is a complete sadist too. He can also be sweet, in his own, borderline abusive ways!)

Skills/Talents: "I can stand 20 feet away and still pop you between the eyes," Xavier said and nodded over to the gun on his hip. "I can also make anyone... finish within 5 minutes, wanna try?"

Favourites/Likes: "Certainly not you." (You'll have to discover this)

Most Hated/Dislikes: "Definately you." (Same as above)

Goals/Ambitions: "I'm gonna be a capt'n of the police force, then even lieutents will be kissin' ass." Xavier said with a satisfied nod.

Strengths: "Everything, I'll beat your ass right here~" Xavier hummed out.

Weaknesses: "None, p**sy." (Well, obviously the brains department.)

Fears: "I'm not scared of sh*t." (Actually anything emotional, and committment)

Hobbies/Interests: "Guns, sex, jerking off, tv, the usual sh*t." (Along with hurting others)

Philosophy of Life/Death: "Hey, it's gotta happen some time, the question is, who's it gonna be first? You or me?"

Attitude Toward Death: "Death can't do sh*t to me. Not yet, at least. I still got time." Xavier had some uncertanty in his voice.

Religion/Beliefs: "Naw, not all that bullsh*t." Xavier waved his hands a bit, dismissing the question.

Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: "Oh?~ You wanna find out? Come over... We can break in my new baton..." Xavier said, grabbing his baton. (He's got a lot, most to do with his sadism, though.)

Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: "Ah, when my buddy Doug got shot up. That was bullsh*t..." Xavier shakes his head, finally looking serious. (Sore topic, maybe try to discover this story and what happened with doug?)

Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: "Mm, why don't you bring some people over and I'll try each one, see which my d*ck likes most, huh?" (Gay, just not very open about it)

Education/Special Training: "I have basic combat training, along with training from the academy!" It seems this was the thing he was most proud of, a smile on his face.

Place/Type of Residence: "I have an apartment downtown, pretty nice, come and see the bedroom, yeah?~"

Occupation: "Told your dumbass already, I'm a cop."

Place of Work: "Are you that stupid? Precinct 210, downtown."

Memberships: "Does p0rnHub count?" Xavier asked, biting his lip with a grin.