ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ:
-me, myself and I

ǫᴜᴏᴛᴇ:
-"don't act so tough, I've seen the toughest men shitting their pants when the death arrives."

ʀᴏʟᴇ:
-hit and run

ɴᴀᴍᴇ
-reed collins

ᴄᴏᴅᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ:
-reaper

ᴀɢᴇ:
-26

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ:
-male

sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ:
-bisexual

ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ + ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:
-ash stymest
-reed has a well defined body structure that would surely make people think that he's always quick to his feet. he is not on the muscular side when it comes to the body type but for a man in his line of work, he has enough muscles, needed to carry someone to their grave, dead or alive. he is tall and has that laziest stance when he stands. he likes to keep his dark hair messy thinking it makes him look hot or sometimes he just doesn't care about them. his hair are always styled in side part, messed to fall over his forehead though he'd push them back every once in a while if he's annoyed. he has a jawbone that can cut through things, that's what he has been told. he has a pale complexion like he isn't aware of sun's existence or has never been out there. he has those typical piercing blue white boy eyes, his just seem to see through ones soul. it is hard to look away for someone when he's looking into their eyes and soul. he has a gorgeously built torso with those abs, result of hours spent in gym or manually digging graves in his spare time. he has an almost defined v line running along the side of those abs, disappearing into his pants if he'd wear one. his long legs are toned to perfection, giving his body the shape that makes him look so good. when he is not practicing his resting bitch face, he has a smile that'd tell he's up to no good and it suits his face and eyes in a way that people would certainly smile along him for no reason at all. he has many tattoos distributed throughout his body which may or may not have a meaning. he likes them and likes how they make him look overall.

ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ:
-white

ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ & ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ:
-6 ft 1 & 70 kg

ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴀʙʟᴇ sᴄᴀʀs:
-he has a scar from a bullet wound on his arm which is not noticeable because of the tattoo done to hide it, he has another long scar on his neck but has a tattoo of a bird on it, having its tail running over the scar. his upper half has scars distributed from his chest to his stomach, left from fights that he got into throughout his time in gang.

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:
-reed is very open minded, fun to be around and always stirring trouble just for the fun of it. he is always up to something and would be found out there. he doesn't like to sit around and waste his time doing nothing unless he is the one who wants to be lazy. he'd usually take others along while he's up for fun. he's loyal as a dog and spent his all life in the gang, working for them. he loves the feeling of belonging that the gang gives to him. he's nice to others around him unless someone pisses him off. he has a temper and he'd not hesitate to show it. he however doesn't seem to have trouble controlling his anger and he'd most probably be calm after he has broken someone's nose. he is very agile and likes to get things done. he's confident in whatever he does and would persuade others into following him. he likes to play the leader or boss as he'd be sometimes found ordering people around. he's usually shameless and would never filter his words. what he thinks is what he speaks. he might have already been dead because of the same if it was not for his skills from being in the gang. his temper might not be a problem for him but whenever he is pissed, he turns into a completely different person. he'd become insensitive and the person who he probably liked on a normal day would have been dying in front of him while he would be pissed and he would not help them. he is playful and challenge others, making them do stupid shít that they'd probably not do on a normal day.

he is friendly and easy to approach but he is one of those people who look like they'd cut you if you approached and he might be that person sometimes depending upon his mood and the circumstances but that doesn't mean one should be afraid of him, worst comes to worst the person would be walking away with a stab wound but to look at the bright side, reed would drive them to the hospital if they became friends. there is nothing wrong in giving him the benefit of doubt. he tends to surprise people with his spontaneous behaviour and sometimes doing the exact opposite of one would expect him to do. he likes to pull physical pranks and would not care about how others would feel about it, almost being insensitive. he likes a good story and would always sit down to listen and learn from those. he likes to reflect but he is not much of a thinker. he would not dwell on something for long enough to let it ruin him mentally. what he does makes him like that. he likes to be in control of his own mental health and when he'd think he's getting out of control, he'd take a step back and pull himself out of it all even if it is for a while. he cares about a lot of things but he is not the best at explaining, reason why people keep walking away from him. he can be very serious when he wants to and would be straight forward to put his message across.

no matter how much control he tries to have over his mind, he'd have his bad days too and he has seen fair share of those. he has been through a lot too quick and it all weighs his shoulders down, it is not guilt but he just wants to think that he is taking responsibility for what he does and feel that it is weighing him down. he would drink, go around recklessly killing and having sex when he is spiraling which is not very good in itself but that is how he just deals with things. murdering becomes his favourite distraction when he's going through a bad state of mind and he'd even do it for free if he's motivated enough. however he likes money and has some serious money stored from all his work in the gang so far. he doesn't like to spend though. his mother taught him the value of money and how it should always be used correctly so that is something he does. doing what he does, he doesn't believe in the idea of love for himself though that doesn't mean he hates it altogether. he'd gladly watch a romantic movie on a Saturday night with a girl or a guy while eating ice cream followed by an intense sex session. he is also very ambitious and wants to work for his dreams that are to one day own a house of his choice with a couple of pet dogs because he thinks people suck in the long run.

ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀɴɢ:
-reed joined the gang because of his mother who was in the same. she taught him that the gang was family and it'd always be there for him as he should be there for them and he did the same, dedicating his whole life to it.

sᴋɪʟʟs:
-reed can handle himself well and is good in combat. he is not trained in anything unless we are counting years upon years of street fights, stabbing and shooting. he was never professionally trained in guns and knives but knows how to use every one of those in existence. he spent his college years studying well and has an extensive knowledge of medicines and surgeries as he was aspiring to be a doctor.

ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs:
-blunt, impulsive, intolerant, daddy issues

sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ:
-brave, open minded, realistic, adaptable

ғᴇᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs:
-reed is claustrophobic and fears confined spaces. he'd never get on an elevator or go any place that he thinks would suffocate him, he's scared of crowds where his mind would make him think that he cannot breathe and he'd end up having a panic attack.

ɪʟʟɴᴇssᴇs + ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs:
-reed has alcohol addiction. he has been drinking ever since he was eight and could never stop. it is not out of control drinking but he needs a small amount of alcohol everyday to get by the day and sometimes he could be found gulping down good old scotch like it is water.
-he has a condition which makes him see hallucinations of his dead girlfriend, lily. when it turns worse, he'd actively be responding to her image and following her around in a daze but he's aware of the fact that it is an illness and takes medication.

ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ:
-reed was three years old when his father just abandoned him and his mother for another woman half his mother's age. the man threw money and keys of the hell hole they called home in his mother's face before he got into the car and drove away never to return. his mother raised him alone and reed learned what it felt like to be raised by a single parent, a woman. he respected his mother a lot and for all she was doing for him. soon they were done with their dark, broke days and they were doing good again. it went great for the next six years or so and one day she decided to have reed sit down and have a talk. reed was still in school when she told him that she was in a gang, the bloods and all the money that she had brought home and the fact that they were living that comfortably was because of the members of gang helping her out. she told him stories of people before her family who were the same and had joined the same gang at one point in their lives. reed didn't know how to react to it. he was very young and he loved his mother so he never questioned her intentions. she was feeding him, paying bills for him and his studies. he had no right to question her. she would tell him all these stories about her work and the members of the gang and it would all sound like an action movie to reed. he was fascinated. she eventually took him to this gang she talked about and reed had his initiation at the age of ten. he was taught to shoot a gun by his grandfather ever since reed told them that he wanted to join the gang.

reed killed a woman for his initiation. it was the wife of a politician sent to their city to spread awareness against the gangs and there were cops all around them. no one suspected a kid to be carrying a gun or probably he just got lucky. he pulled the trigger without hesitation and it seemed he fell in love with the sound of the gun, the whimpers of woman as she bleeded out to death and how good it felt. reed realised he liked death and he loved how he gets to decide who dies and who lives. he was unstoppable ever since. if someone wanted someone dead, he was the guy to look for. everyone knew of it. he started living a double life. he'd study hard and find time to keep those grades up, aspiring to become a doctor one day while he grew in gang and grew to care about the gang members. it truly became a family for him.

reed was in his second year of college and lived in his college dorm. he used to date a girl named lily and believed that he was truly in love with her. he planned on one day telling her about his secret life and introduce her to some of his friends from the gang as she always seemed to complain about the same and if all had went well maybe marry her one day. the idea of marrying her just made him very happy. she was very kind and innocent, always encouraging his ideas for their future which made reed think that she really loved him though she had never said it was to him in their year long of relationship. none of that however happened. it was their second year together in relationship and one day reed was sleeping in his dorm room. his roommate must have been out and left the door unlocked for her to somehow sneak in. lily jumped in the bed over reed's naked body and he panicked, thinking he was being attacked, he reached for the gun under his pillow and shot her in her chest as soon as he sat up, the silencer making sure that no noise came out as the bullet had pierced through her chest. it seemed like the whole world shattered into pieces when reed saw that it was lily. his blue eyes moving down to her chest to find her bleeding out in his bed and before he could do anything, the light from her eyes was just gone. she was gone.

ᴋìʟʟ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ:
-79

ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ:
-reed loves a good gun and would probably use any weapon available around him but he prefers knives when in fight and drugs when to kill.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ:
-he cannot swim and would never go near a deep water body.
-he can dismantle a car and rebuild it to perfection without breaking a sweat.
-one of his tattoos on the left side of his ribs is spelled wrong, it reads 'death behore dishonor' as it was done by one of his dyslexic friends for him.
-he is a Leo.
-has an older sister (28), Ruby Jade Collins.

-he knows how to make explosives.
-he knows sign language
-he secretly enjoys killing, the sound of struggles and smell of blood when he kills someone but would not say it because he thinks that makes him a psychopath.