| Tristan Black |
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| Portrayed By: | Jared Padalecki |
| Status: | Returned to Texas / Inactive |
| Age: | 22 |
| Occupation: | Mechanic |
| Family: | None |
| Significant Other(s): | Heart broken |
| Freak Factor: | Totem Warrior |
Background
Childhood
I had a normal childhood. No major trauma's unless you count watching 'It' at the age of 4. Yeah…couldn't really shake that one. So here is where the weird started. So at the age of 8, my mom and dad decided a clown at my birthday would be a good idea. Yeah…nope. I freaked out and started crying. The stupid clown came up to me and was trying to calm me down. I just ended up crying harder. Stupid clown.
The Totem Thing
So how did the Raccoon choose me you might ask? Well as I was growing up I discovered a hidden talent for lock picking. Any door I could pick I did. I rarely went inside. It was just the fun of it. Other times when I did go in, it was to look around and find stuff. I used to break into warehouses to check it out. I have found some pretty wicked things in those abandoned warehouses. I found this old belt buckle and this jewelry box. No I don't know why I would use a jewelry box but it was shiny… I have always been curious and I always pick up stuff I think I should need but…its just for fun.
Back to the totem thing…. One night when I was 16 I was dreaming. I was breaking into garbage cans and causing havoc. I looked into a mirror in my dream and I was a flipping raccoon! A raccoon! Worst part…The raccoon in the mirror started talking to me. But it wasn't me who was talking. It was the mirror. He spoke of his chosen warrior and explained that I fit the mold. Well, I sure as heck was not a warrior but I understood what he was talking about. I spoke raccoon for that one night. All my lock picking and hording has paid off. The next morning, it felts like my head was going to explode. When I noticed the change I was breaking into a place and felt so nibble and flipped over a fence like it was nothing. I was shocked, if felt so easy. School was always easy but it just got so much easier… I love that Raccoon. Unfortunately, I got to liking lock picking and getting in a bit too much. I started doing larger things.
Pulling Back
Almost getting caught once was enough. I pulled back and realized that I had gone so far down the wrong road. I took quite a few steps back in my life and realized that one day I would be caught and being trapped was the last thing I wanted. My luck had gotten slightly sour in the last few years. Cops were showing up more quickly at each scene. I had no choice but to walk away for a while.
Training
I decided that instead of breaking and entering I would learn new things. Anything that caught my eyes I would try. Each thing was easy to learn. I started with guns. Learning to shoot and protect myself was always something I wanted to do since I watched Mad Max. I got very good very quickly. My teacher was impressed at the speed of my learning. How hard really is a gun to learn? Point, aim, prepare for kick back. Shoot. It was judging the wind outside and the effect on the bullet that was fun. I still keep with it. I also like to tinker with things. Anything electronic or mechanical. Taking it apart, cleaning it and putting it together. That is how I got the job at the local mechanics. I was his tinker god.
Meeting a Watcher
So on my travels from Texas to Vegas I met a Watcher. The man saw something in me and took me under his wing. He was a great guy, like a second dad. He started training me with his slayer. I learned Kung fu from her. She hit really hard. He taught me how to use crossbows and staffs. It was very fun. Learning that much. I sucked it all in. He taught me of the occult. I was a Totem Warrior. Go figure eh? I learned about quite a few things in that year. At twenty I was like a sponge. Tell me everything. Show me everything. I want to know it all. I was an insatiable Raccoon.
The Tragedy
So after a year with them, shit hit the fan. The Watcher died in battle beside his slayer and I. It was like loosing my family…then she got killed and I had no choice but to run from that battle. I couldn't win this one. Two family members in one shot…I know a slayer is supposed to die fighting the good fight but her watcher? I became cold to those around me. I didn't want anyone to get close to me. Loosing them hurt too much and why would I willingly get to know people so they will leave too. I started to smoke and drink. Drinking made me forget and smoking calmed the nerves. It didn't fix the problem but it made it go away for a time. The drinking however, got me into trouble. I let it slip to a random dude at a bar I could break into anything with the help of the raccoon. He was from Wolfram & Hart. Since then I have been hunted. I don't know why they want me but I sure as hell don't want to find out.
So here I am. In Vegas, working for a stupid mechanic. He did get me into school for Criminology though. The criminal becomes the law. I agreed because learning is learning. I am always up for learning and for free? Why not?
Relationships
| S.O.'s | Pictures/Names | Notes |
| Best Friend | Pictures/Names | Notes |
| Keith | Best Friend | Wicked man. A best friend. Good for emotional talks. |
Stats
| Skill | Notes |
| Acrobatics | Very flexible and can do many back flips and jumps. |
| Crime | Ah yes…lock picking and breaking and entering. |
| Getting Medieval | Staffs and crossbows. |
| Gun Fu | All types of guns but only as a last resort. |
| Kung Fu | Pretty wide range of Mixed Martial Arts. |
| Mr. Fix-it | Anything electronic or mechanically can be fixed. |
Playlist
Hot Blooded by Foreigner
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by Iron Butterfly
Poison Whiskey by Lynard Skynard
Renegade by Styx
Logs
Keith & Tristan
Lectures and Revelations - Keith & Tristan PT 2
PRP: Moon Pool - Brody, Tristan and Jeff(cameo)
How to Win Friends and Influence People
The Nile Come's to Vegas
ADV: Finally...It's Not Jeff's Fault
Gallery
Tristan smiling as usual.
Tristan Chilling Out.
Seduction? Nope. Just a look.
Caught in the headlights
Laughing
Thinks and relaxing
Always the smile
