Name: Justinius (Justin) Alexander Winsley Stils
Age: Before: 24 After: 27
Gender: Male
Personality: Before: Hardly refined or classy, Justin is still the most law-abiding and educated of his family. He is a tough, street-raised boy, friends with many different gangsters and dealers while refusing to deal himself. He looks up to his mother and older brothers while recognizing that their choices were wrong, looks after the Oats children like they were blood-related, taking special care with Bartholomew to make sure he doesn't follow the path of his older step-brothers, and dotes on his youngest sister. He enjoys learning and expanding his knowledge with everything from Moby Dick to a biography of Napoleon. Order, structure, and adrenaline fuel him. After: He cares for nothing, wants for nothing. Survival, the most base instinct of nature, and a cold hunger for revenge are all that's left. And what he's surviving for he doesn't know. Justin is cold and impassive, yet at bizarre moments of breaking explosive and full of rage. He seems to have shut down completely. The revenge he exacts is for everything wrong in the world and so can never cease. The need for revenge within him always battles with his need for survival. Inside Justin, his desire for revenge is so powerful as to be self-destructive yet always when in a situation made deadly by his need for revenge he fights to live. And somewhere in the back of his mind, he wishes to be remembered. By visiting aliens, by the very creatures he murders, he isn't sure, but the longing is there. Perhaps he doesn't wish to be remembered particularly but for the human race he once belonged to to be remembered somewhere in time and the vastness of space.
Appearance:Before:About 6'4" and over two hundred pounds, Justin is an intimidating man. His eyes are so dark they seem black and his time spent at the gym and in high school sports have left his face and body chiseled. Per Academy instructions, his hair is buzzed and he is constantly dressed in some form of fatigues. He has a hole in his left ear for an earring only allowed to be worn off base and a venemous cobra tattoo, fangs bared and ready to strike, curled around his right bicep. After: Appearance-wise, all traces of the Academy have vanished except for the physique he carefully maintains. His hair has grown out and he sports a perpetual five o'clock shadow (genetically unable to grow it out any longer, poor man). The hole where his earring used to be has been ripped through at the lobe and is starting to heal. His cobra tattoo, however, still curls around his bicep, a steady companion. Though his earring is gone, ripped out by a Thing, he still wears a ring of twisted metal around hi right index finger. Living by the clothing motto of KISS (keep it simple, stupid), Justin dresses in a black "wife-beater" and cargo jeans now adorned with various rips and tears patched up. Nothing about his outfit seems to change except the leather jacket he dons in the winter. Most impressive is the scar on the side of his neck, a puncture wound where two fangs penetrated the muscle. The area has since scabbed over, a dingy white against his skin.
History: Justin was raised to be the stereotypical Bronx tough guy. His mother raised him alone, his father a deadbeat drug dealer who never entered the picture. His mother, made old before her time, tried to keep him on the straight and narrow by putting the fear of God into him with the stick of her broom and making sure he attended school regularly. And thanks to her efforts, he did alright for himself, avoiding the path of his siblings, half and step, who quickly joined the gangs and seedy underside of New York. Justin rose above the influences around him by gaining good grades in school and eventually joined the New York Military Academy. There he learned survival skills, to obey authority, and how to shoot a gun. Under the intense pressure of his superior officers and the expectations of his mother, he blossomed. While still maintaining the rough outer exterior of a Bronx boy, Justin inwardly enjoyed the spit and polish, and in quiet times he also fostered other talents such as painting. In the Academy he read and he learned and was preparing to deploy overseas when It hit. Alone and frightened, his first thoughts were of home and of his family. He fought his way back to the Bronx, only to find everyone he knew gone. Justin has been fighting ever since.
Immediate family history: When she was fifteen, Kimberly Louise Winsely ran off from Trenton, New Jersey with her boyfriend Tommy Williams across the river into New York. She later admitted this as a stupid move to her son, but at the time she was young and stupid and thought the whole thing incredibly romantic. By sixteen she was pregnant with Justin's older brother Anthony Thomas (forever known as Tony to his family). Upon hearing the news, Tommy Williams split and was never heard from again. A few years later, Kimberly met and moved in with a Bronx man named Al Boccaccio, the result of which was Brando Deangelo James. Soon after, Al left Kimberly for an unencumbered redhead. Proving a poor decision-maker yet again, Kimberly dated frequently, a caring mother all the while but a very very poor judge of men and life choices. Never into drugs, she nevertheless had a one night stand with an unknown shlubby drug dealer, bringing Justinius Alexander Winsley into the world. Only twenty-one with three children under six, Kimberly decided to settle down... slightly. Working as a waitress, she met and married a customer named Lou Stils the next year at twenty-two. Lou was the one man Kimberly managed to pick right, a poor man with a questionable work ethic, but he was genuinely kind to her and her children, treating her boys as his own. Sadly, Lou died, caught in one of the weekly drive-by shootings. Thus ended the happiest time in the entire family's life. To her credit, Kimberly waited one and a half years after the death of Lou to begin dating again at the age of twenty-eight. Various men drifted in and out of Justin's life and house, some by their choosing and some by Kim's. Though loose and possessing poor taste, Kim was always very protective of her brood. If any man even threatened to lift a finger against one of her boys, they were out the front door before their head even had time to spin. At thirty-two, with Anthony at 16, Brando at 14 and Justin at 11, Kimberly married again, this time to a Simon Oats, a man of questionable reputation and two children of his own, 13 year old Lila Anne and 9 year old Bartholomew David. Proving to be a larger louse than all of her previous boy toys put together, Simon Oats waited three months before ditching his two children with a pregnant Kimberly and her brood and taking off for greener pastures (which happened to be a trucking job in Illinois). Kimberly did right by her children and step-children, pushing them towards a better life and good schooling, though Justin seemed to be the only one to listen. By the time Justin left for the Academy, there were six other siblings, including the Oats children, and none had turned out well: Anthony and Brando were gang members dealing and doing drugs, Lila was dating a bartender, Bartholomew (or Black Bart) was in jail for grand theft auto, the last gift from Oats (Carmichael Lewis) had already had one stint in Juvie under his belt, though the boy was showing slow improvement under Justin's firm hand. However, there was still hope in the seventh child, the result of a flirtation with a construction worker named Carlos Balantine. Kimmy Marisol was the favorite of the family, only five and a half when Justin moved upstate, and somehow everyone from Anthony on down silently agreed that in no way was this child ever to meet the rougher side of life. She was to grow up to be a ballerina or concert pianist or the next president, but she was to be the crown jewel of the family. She was the reason Justin hurried home that day to the Bronx.
Age: Before: 24 After: 27
Gender: Male
Personality: Before: Hardly refined or classy, Justin is still the most law-abiding and educated of his family. He is a tough, street-raised boy, friends with many different gangsters and dealers while refusing to deal himself. He looks up to his mother and older brothers while recognizing that their choices were wrong, looks after the Oats children like they were blood-related, taking special care with Bartholomew to make sure he doesn't follow the path of his older step-brothers, and dotes on his youngest sister. He enjoys learning and expanding his knowledge with everything from Moby Dick to a biography of Napoleon. Order, structure, and adrenaline fuel him. After: He cares for nothing, wants for nothing. Survival, the most base instinct of nature, and a cold hunger for revenge are all that's left. And what he's surviving for he doesn't know. Justin is cold and impassive, yet at bizarre moments of breaking explosive and full of rage. He seems to have shut down completely. The revenge he exacts is for everything wrong in the world and so can never cease. The need for revenge within him always battles with his need for survival. Inside Justin, his desire for revenge is so powerful as to be self-destructive yet always when in a situation made deadly by his need for revenge he fights to live. And somewhere in the back of his mind, he wishes to be remembered. By visiting aliens, by the very creatures he murders, he isn't sure, but the longing is there. Perhaps he doesn't wish to be remembered particularly but for the human race he once belonged to to be remembered somewhere in time and the vastness of space.
Appearance:Before:About 6'4" and over two hundred pounds, Justin is an intimidating man. His eyes are so dark they seem black and his time spent at the gym and in high school sports have left his face and body chiseled. Per Academy instructions, his hair is buzzed and he is constantly dressed in some form of fatigues. He has a hole in his left ear for an earring only allowed to be worn off base and a venemous cobra tattoo, fangs bared and ready to strike, curled around his right bicep. After: Appearance-wise, all traces of the Academy have vanished except for the physique he carefully maintains. His hair has grown out and he sports a perpetual five o'clock shadow (genetically unable to grow it out any longer, poor man). The hole where his earring used to be has been ripped through at the lobe and is starting to heal. His cobra tattoo, however, still curls around his bicep, a steady companion. Though his earring is gone, ripped out by a Thing, he still wears a ring of twisted metal around hi right index finger. Living by the clothing motto of KISS (keep it simple, stupid), Justin dresses in a black "wife-beater" and cargo jeans now adorned with various rips and tears patched up. Nothing about his outfit seems to change except the leather jacket he dons in the winter. Most impressive is the scar on the side of his neck, a puncture wound where two fangs penetrated the muscle. The area has since scabbed over, a dingy white against his skin.
History: Justin was raised to be the stereotypical Bronx tough guy. His mother raised him alone, his father a deadbeat drug dealer who never entered the picture. His mother, made old before her time, tried to keep him on the straight and narrow by putting the fear of God into him with the stick of her broom and making sure he attended school regularly. And thanks to her efforts, he did alright for himself, avoiding the path of his siblings, half and step, who quickly joined the gangs and seedy underside of New York. Justin rose above the influences around him by gaining good grades in school and eventually joined the New York Military Academy. There he learned survival skills, to obey authority, and how to shoot a gun. Under the intense pressure of his superior officers and the expectations of his mother, he blossomed. While still maintaining the rough outer exterior of a Bronx boy, Justin inwardly enjoyed the spit and polish, and in quiet times he also fostered other talents such as painting. In the Academy he read and he learned and was preparing to deploy overseas when It hit. Alone and frightened, his first thoughts were of home and of his family. He fought his way back to the Bronx, only to find everyone he knew gone. Justin has been fighting ever since.
Immediate family history: When she was fifteen, Kimberly Louise Winsely ran off from Trenton, New Jersey with her boyfriend Tommy Williams across the river into New York. She later admitted this as a stupid move to her son, but at the time she was young and stupid and thought the whole thing incredibly romantic. By sixteen she was pregnant with Justin's older brother Anthony Thomas (forever known as Tony to his family). Upon hearing the news, Tommy Williams split and was never heard from again. A few years later, Kimberly met and moved in with a Bronx man named Al Boccaccio, the result of which was Brando Deangelo James. Soon after, Al left Kimberly for an unencumbered redhead. Proving a poor decision-maker yet again, Kimberly dated frequently, a caring mother all the while but a very very poor judge of men and life choices. Never into drugs, she nevertheless had a one night stand with an unknown shlubby drug dealer, bringing Justinius Alexander Winsley into the world. Only twenty-one with three children under six, Kimberly decided to settle down... slightly. Working as a waitress, she met and married a customer named Lou Stils the next year at twenty-two. Lou was the one man Kimberly managed to pick right, a poor man with a questionable work ethic, but he was genuinely kind to her and her children, treating her boys as his own. Sadly, Lou died, caught in one of the weekly drive-by shootings. Thus ended the happiest time in the entire family's life. To her credit, Kimberly waited one and a half years after the death of Lou to begin dating again at the age of twenty-eight. Various men drifted in and out of Justin's life and house, some by their choosing and some by Kim's. Though loose and possessing poor taste, Kim was always very protective of her brood. If any man even threatened to lift a finger against one of her boys, they were out the front door before their head even had time to spin. At thirty-two, with Anthony at 16, Brando at 14 and Justin at 11, Kimberly married again, this time to a Simon Oats, a man of questionable reputation and two children of his own, 13 year old Lila Anne and 9 year old Bartholomew David. Proving to be a larger louse than all of her previous boy toys put together, Simon Oats waited three months before ditching his two children with a pregnant Kimberly and her brood and taking off for greener pastures (which happened to be a trucking job in Illinois). Kimberly did right by her children and step-children, pushing them towards a better life and good schooling, though Justin seemed to be the only one to listen. By the time Justin left for the Academy, there were six other siblings, including the Oats children, and none had turned out well: Anthony and Brando were gang members dealing and doing drugs, Lila was dating a bartender, Bartholomew (or Black Bart) was in jail for grand theft auto, the last gift from Oats (Carmichael Lewis) had already had one stint in Juvie under his belt, though the boy was showing slow improvement under Justin's firm hand. However, there was still hope in the seventh child, the result of a flirtation with a construction worker named Carlos Balantine. Kimmy Marisol was the favorite of the family, only five and a half when Justin moved upstate, and somehow everyone from Anthony on down silently agreed that in no way was this child ever to meet the rougher side of life. She was to grow up to be a ballerina or concert pianist or the next president, but she was to be the crown jewel of the family. She was the reason Justin hurried home that day to the Bronx.
