Name:
Chester Treembly
Appearance:
Chester's a tall and overall fairly odd-looking dude. He stands at at least six foot, if not several inches over. Moreover, he's skinny as a plank, which lends him a gangly Ichabod Crane appearance. Bright blue straight-cut Levis cover his storky legs, barely. They don't quite extend past his ankles, revealing white tube socks that ascend out of grass-stained sneakers sporting the big New Balance 'N.' Chester's been known to substitute his jeans for cargo pants of varying camouflage patterns.
Chester wears an untucked and wrinkled polo shirt. It's actually the store's uniform shirt, but you can't really tell due to the black zipup hoodie that he usually wears over it. The back of the hoodie is covered in cat hair. Sometimes he zips it up, sometimes not. Sometimes he wears the hood around the store. He has big hands with long fingers. His shoes look pretty large too, come to think of it.
On most days, Chester walks around with a perfectly neutral expression. He seems to have two modes of walking: man-on-a-mission strides, or aimless head-in-clouds wandering. If he must interact with someone or something, he regards it with an air of detached interest. Grey eyes, set in a long, pale face, stare from behind rectangular wire frame eyeglasses, which rest on a nicely straight nose. His eyeglass earpieces disappear into a flowing mop of blond hair. On his soft chin is what might be the start of a beard. Wispy hairs - difficult to see due to their blond color - spiral outward, some significantly longer than others. When he talks, which most get the impression he loves doing, chin hairs gleam on and off individually as they catch the light at different angles. Acne scars pockmark his cheeks.
Usually he smells faintly of sweat, but on special occasions Chester will spray on a thick layer of Old Spice.
Age:
28
Sexuality:
Straight
Position:
Video Game Section Manager
Role:
Chester is very much here for other characters to bounce off. He has potential for comic relief, but also possesses annoying and abrasive tendencies that allow him to serve as a sort of mild antagonist in the store.
Height:
6'3" / 190cm
Weight:
140lbs / 63kg
Past:
As far as anybody knows, Chester graduated from a local high school and might attend classes at a local community college. He's worked at the store for quite a while. He is purported to have never had a girlfriend.
Place of Residence:
Chester lives with his grandmother in a sketchy area of town. The sidewalk's in shambles, the chain link fence around their yard is rusty, and there's more dandelions in the yard than actual grass. The house itself is in dire need of a new paint job. Inside, the lighting is soft and the furniture quaint, but it constantly smells like popcorn. A TV is playing somewhere deeper in the house. At the end of a hallway is Chester's room. Taped to the door is a DANGER - RESTRICTED AREA sign and a Fallout-themed biohazard sticker. The sticker is appropriate.
Chester's floor is a tangle of laundry. Dirty or clean, who knows. It's a challenge to find open spots of floor to walk on. Dominating one wall is a wooden desk holding Chester's battlestation - three widescreen monitors, a gaming-styled keyboard and mouse, and the massive computer tower, all featuring multicolored glowing LED trim. Even the gaming headset lying atop the tower has glowing trim. You can't move the mouse without hearing gritty noises due to all the crumbs on the desk. A rolling office-style chair is pushed neatly into the desk. Beside the desk, on the floor, is a tactical 5.11 backpack. Very spacious. A teetering pile of textbooks interspersed with crumpled sheets of notebook paper sit on the floor beside the backpack. All manner of eating surfaces and utensils litter the area on and around the desk. Plates, bowls, forks, spoons, cups, soda cans, water bottles, and so on.
In the corner lies a sad-looking mattress with a number of pillows rumpled blankets lying atop it. Chester doesn't make his bed. At least the blankets look comfortable. At the foot of mattress rests a long box with a picture of an M4 carbine airsoft gun on the lid. Overhead, a ceiling fan spins lazily. Sunlight filters through leaves and branches outside, eventually making it through Chester's window to dimly light the whole room. A glance outside the window confirms that the backyard is even more overgrown than the front. Occupying the windowsill is an arrangement of stuffed ponies and a box of 20-sided dice.
Personality:
Frankly, Chester's personality is, by and large, shit. He's overly defensive at times, coldly dismissive at others. He's awkward, with most social cues flying right over his head, but that won't stop him from talking your ear off about something you may or may not care about. He loves video games, but will vehemently rant about those who play them on consoles. He's a relentless flirt. If he doesn't like you, he'll try to pass on as much work and blame to you as is humanly possible. If anybody is that guy, it's Chester. Pouting and attempts to exact petty revenge are not unknown if things don't go his way. Nobody knows why he hasn't been fired already, but it might have something to do with his shameless brown nosing of management. And he's friendly enough with customers when he wants to be. If he does like you, however, he's the most loyal friend you're likely to have. This is the only redeeming quality that Chester is known to possess as of yet.
Quirks:
Hates drinking, smoking, and all forms of drug use.
Hates video game console players, particularly players of Nintendo games. Affects a buddy-ol-pal demeanor with all PC players.
Hates practitioners of all religions except Buddhism.
Hates rap, hip hop, and urban lifestyle clothing such as snapbacks, SUPREME gear, etc.
Is quick to let others know if he hates something. Argumentative in general.
Craves a girlfriend and physical affection.
Loves all forms of ramen, but is mostly seen with the Cup of Noodle kind.
Is meticulous and pays great attention to detail.
Hobbies/Addictions:
My Little Pony.
Anime, to a limited degree.
Conventions.
Airsoft.
Reddit.
4chan.
Punk rock and electronica.
PC gaming.
Warhammer 40K tabletop game.
Dungeons & Dragons, and other pen and paper RPGs.
Forum roleplaying.
Dream:
Chester aspires to become a graphic designer or indie video game developer, but he can't quite decide which one.
