New member- Haven Exodus

<<OOC- I know, I know, we're not currently recieving new members due to having enough already, but I was persuaded to let ONE in and this guy won the point-at-the-screen-with-your-eyes-closed award. The prize is to join our madhouse!>> Full Name- Haven Exodus Sex:- Male Age:- 19 Ethnic Origin- American Job:- Holographic Travel Agent

Description
Wears a long black matrix-style jacket. Short cropped hair and usually wears just black and sunglasses. Sadly, he sounds like he's on helium.

Personality
VERY sarcastic and over critical. Can be kind, but is usually argumentive. Stubborn, fearless, and often found in the local pub selling... things... Also, people can hear his head clink as he walks.

History
Haven was born on earth and was dropped on his head as a child... Ever since he had the metal plate put in his head when he was six he has had the overwhelming passion to sell as much stuff as possible. Arrested for trying to sell the entire state of New York to the Russians, he was sent to Blue Dwarf to sell the only thing no body needed - a travel holiday on Earth
What they failed to realise was that Haven had access to a LOT of Virual Reality machines, and could make a 'virtual holiday' - and sell the poor suckers self catering packages at Bognor Regis
People often find it hard to escape from Haven. He is a true door to door salesman - only he has the ability to be successful at selling the products!

Quote:
"Of course I can pick up FM radio on my metal plate!" "Bognor is VERY nice in that time of year" "No it's not sahara desert... it's Sahara DESSERT"

 
Havon's Introductory Post
As Haven got off the shuttle he walked straight for Parrots Bar. He smiled and opened his trenchcoat and pulled out a set of tattered brochures and a VR headset. After looking about for a few minutes he noticed a blue haired teenager. "Excuse me, are you interested in buying a two week's virtual self-catering holiday to Blackpool in the winter season during the early twenty-first century after the Fifteenth North Sea crisis?" "Erm...not really" Kayn muttered as he tried to inch away from the black caped salesman. As Kayn started to walk away from the bar, Haven followed close behind, telling him all the sites of Blackpool and how good the freezing cold polluted water was for the skin. "I'm not interested!" Kayn said as he walked into one of the elevators "And the pleasure beach is just fan....OWWW!" screamed Haven as he got his nose met the closing elevator doors "Never mind..." he smiled "Plenty more fish in the sea"
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