Virtues: Care for Sick, Teach Next Generation

Vice: Stole, Hit a Stranger

Speed Date:

Q1) What brought you here?

Q2) What do you do for a job?

Q3) You with someone?

Q4) You do anything for fun?

Q5) What do you consider your home?

Q6) What do you want to do with your life?

Q7) What's the last thing that scared you?

Q8) What are you afraid of?

Present -

1. Hide

2. Used to rob

3. Alone

4. Paint Fences

5. Bungalow

6. Hide from past

7. Prison

8. He will come back

Future -

1. Boredom

2. Work at Bunnings

3. On/Off

4. Drink with mates

5. Small town

6. Pass time

7. Night the power went out

8. Die without a purpose

Past -

1. Casing a joint

2. Rob

3. Skanks

4. Rob

5. Nomad lifestyle

6. Rob people, get rich, lot of women

7. Police sirens

8. Getting Caught

POV Paragraph:

Painting is a good distraction for a troubled mind. I don't like painting that artsy fartsy shit, I like painting my fence white, I like touching up the grey around the house, and I often repaint my walls beige. It passes the time, and time is all I have left now. I can't get him off my mind, seeing him going to jail for something I did feels both great and awful. I'm happy because I got away with it. But I know one day he'll come for me. It's easy to just paint until then.

 

I remember when I first moved here. I was a different man. I like to believe I was a worse man. Until I moved here, I robbed people. Good people, bad people. It didn't matter. Money was money. If I am being honest with you now, I probably would still be robbing now if I wasn't so afraid. I was almost caught, they coulda had me red-handed if it weren't for my partner or what I did to him. I still remember the sound my gun made as I fired it into his leg. He took the fall and I'd changed my name and my face before he could spill his guts to the authorities. I forgot all about it after a while, then someone called me from my old life and told me that he was out, and worse, that he was after me. It triggered the memories of my old life, and I just couldn't be bothered running. If he wants me that bad, he has got to find me first, and I'll make it hard for him. Damn hard for him.