#oc-a-thon

Age: Possibly 30, probably much older.

Here's mine.

Name: Michael Greene

Description: A somewhat unkempt man in a black hoodie, working blue jeans and heavy work boots. His eyes are tired, and he doesn't smile with his teeth.

Occupation: Enforcer/Problem Solver for The Ecehlon, and organization run by some of the most famous Monsters in the world with the express purpose of stopping other Monsters from blowing their cover.

Bio: Originally an orphan child taken in by a church, he worked in his youth as the candle lighter until one night a terrible storm destroyed the small village. When the candles went out, Michael stopped being Michael and became something else altogether. Something with infinite teeth, insatiable hunger, and a marked indifference to the sanctity of life. Many, many years later, Michael is a Monster in the employ of Monsters, working cases of an inhuman nature to subdue, apprehend, or most often kill things man was not meant to know. This is vitally important to his boss because if man were to know, they would undoubtedly respond violently, and there are just so many more humans than monsters these days. In the Dark, he is a thing of terror and nightmare and virtually unkillable. In the Light, he is a grumpy man with poor social skills and a sour disposition, but he is still determined to use what he calls his curse (and a baseball bat when the moment calls for it) to good ends.

Quirk: He drives an old Jeep because he can keep it running, and he does not, nor does he want to own anything more modern than 1970s technology, if only so he can limit how his partner can get in touch with him.

Likes: Light bulbs, sunny days, and a decent sized breakfast.

Hates: Slasher villains, The Hook Man, and Sea Monsters.