Name: Joseph Karthwasten
Alias: Let's just say i'm a trader of...the finer points of life. Accessible by burner phones or appointment only, HA HA HA HA!!! {He goes by Trader J...or T.J. whichever works best.}
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Appearance (Physical):Joseph
Appearance (Apparel): Joseph is usually found wearing combat boots, black jeans, t-shirts with the sleeves cut, a head wrap, and finger less gloves. When he has to clean up and look fancy, Joseph will pull his hair back and don a black suit with a top hat and a vibrantly red tie. More often than not the formal clothing will usually also come with a cane as an accessory.
Location: Has a place in Cincinnati, OH. Lives in Felicity, OH.
Biography: Joseph was always a little hellion. Being a Kentucky baptist pastor's son, Justin was branded as the rebel, the "black sheep"...which is probably what prompted him to wear black at almost all times in the first place...an effective, subtle middle finger to the "Head of the House". Despite the intended effect of compliance the constant verbal and seldom physical abuse he took during his formative years for being a "heathen and a forsaken soul in the eyes of God", it just seemed to galvanize him and make him lash out even more. Middle and High school were probably the beginning of his dealer habits. The schools took out the vending machines to promote healthy alternatives and the students didn't really care much for that. So he would walk to school so he could buy junk food and sodas at one of the nearby stop and robs before walking the rest of the way to school so he could sell them at school at a 50% mark-up. He did his deals in the libraries, so it looked like he was holding an impromptu study group. The only reason the teachers never caught on was he had the grades to back up the facade, and the kids constantly put forth the effort to keep other kids, and adults even, from ratting Joseph out.
Once he graduated, Joseph got in his car with $200 and some bags of clothing and other travel must-haves and drove off.
Flash forward to mid 20s, Joseph thought he was going to die with laughter in the motel he was living in when the news aired a story saying his father was divorced and the whole family was implicated in a child trafficking ring, after being previously convicted on multiple possessions of "questionable substances". Joseph couldn't be happier at the home that was now suffering as much as the patron of that house made him suffer.
Joseph spent most of life after that in pursuit of fast money. Drugs, guns, women...if it was illegal and lucrative, you could bet he had a hand in it somewhere. Much like his school days, he worked the business model of treating his clients and his suppliers with the respect they were due. In turn, they stayed discreet and kept him flush with cash and product.
On the week of his 29th birthday, Joseph felt he needed to expand...to diversify his clients and his cash. Ohio was closest, so he figured it'd be the best place to go next. Cincinnati was promising, and Felicity seemed quiet enough to lay low if need be. So he bought a house with a barn on a quiet two acre plot in Felicity after spending six months setting up shop in Cincinnati.
Personality: The shrink at the nuthouse in Kentucky used stupid words like, "paranoid", "pyromaniac", and having "disturbingly random violent outbursts when crossed"...but what the hell did she know? Everyone's a little bit crazy right? I asked a small time politician I was extorting last week about it and he said that I am perfectly capable of being reasonable. So the shrink can shove her degree, picture frame included, up her suburban soccer mom ass and choke on it! HA HA HA!!
Miscellaneous: The best time to see Joseph at his most sane and peaceful, is when he gets his coffee after he wakes up. Also, he has a personal policy of not using his own supply without paying for it. Thirdly, Joseph has yet to kill anyone yet, despite his field. Anyone with animosity just usually ends up either disappearing or denying there was a problem in the first place.
:What is your character mixed up with?: Imported liqours, guns, drugs, and cybersecrets! What? It's the 21st century, don't fucking judge me!
Did you read, understand, and agree to the Player Agreement?: Spoiler tags FTW, also yes.
Originally Posted by .Karma.
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