Infinity Fox Waters is twenty-three years old and a career criminal in Greensville.
Maybe it’s his charming smile, his warm brown eyes, his dimples or his curly hair…but Fin has always had a way of making people believe he’s a better person than he is. Hailing from Daytona Beach Florida, his upbringing was unorthodox to say the least. Moving from motel to motel, his parents were out a lot of the time at work, and he was raised mostly by his older half brother, who was hardly the ideal parent. His growth was stunted for the first few years due to his diet of microwave pies, cereal and kraft mac n’ cheese. Some parts were okay though. He was very close to his big brother and looked up to him for everything he needed to learn. He had happy memories of going to the arcade and using the tokens they found under the machines to play games. Once in a while they’d get lucky and their dad would give them five whole dollars to switch into tokens. When he was seven, his brother was given a beat up, used SEGA Genesis with Sonic The Hedgehog 2. They spent hours playing it until the game was complete. Then life got harder. His big brother started mixing with the wrong crowd, and because he had no way of safely leaving his brother in their dirty motel room, Fin was dragged along. He followed his only example and very quickly started making the same mistakes. It started with a few runs for some older kids, but it quickly turned into being lookout while his brother and his ‘friends’ stole cars. In Daytona Beach there was no shortage of beautiful ones, and they had people who would sell them on. It was by no means an honest living, but as Fin’s brother had snapped one day, it was enough to make sure they survived. Little by little, Fin’s innocence began to die a slow death. It started with losing his empathy. Seeing a little girl cry as one of his friends kicked her sandcastle over at the beach. Nothing. He felt nothing. Then as he started to do the stealing himself…now that really was something. He understood finally what made his brother do it. The money was great, and the buzz was even greater. He could finally afford a lifestyle that didn’t make him feel like he needed to head to the food bank in order to get his next meal. His older brother was far gone by this point. Desperation to be free, desperation to get away from the family he hated…they all contributed. Fin meanwhile had some semblance of a life. He showed up to school twice a week, had friends, 'worked’ the days he didn’t go to school, and had found puppy love with a girl named Ashley–a gorgeous blonde with long legs and other assets he enjoyed…but that wasn’t to last either. They’d been together almost a year when he discovered what his brother had done. It had been in retaliation for something stupid Fin had done that had embarrassed him in front of all of the guys he ran with. His girlfriend had slept with his big brother, and with that went the last of any emotion he had. His behavior got worse and worse. He gradually stopped showing up to school at all.He started getting more brazen with his auto theft, and started mugging people for the money in their pockets. Drugs were dirty and would be easy to put on him, he figured–but that was the only reason he didn’t go down that route. Even though his relationship with his brother had been deteriorating over the years, their relationship was now at rock bottom. If they were in the same room together an all out fight would start, and now older they both had ways to make sure the fight was dirtier. They couldn’t stand each other. It all culminated the day they were arrested. They’d been caught trying to steal cars from the speedway (a terrible idea really), but the cops wanted Fin for a car weeks earlier that unbeknownst to him had a four year old girl in the backseat. Panicked, he dropped her off at the side of the road, and weeks later that same girl identified him in a line up. Prison hardened Fin into the man he is today. Spiteful, vindictive and carefree, he had his sentence extended time after time for fighting, for mouthing off to guards and for the contraband he was moving for his friends on the outside. He went in a juvenile and came out just a day ago. Now aged twenty three, he’s looking for revenge. Revenge for the brother who ratted him out to the cops for a plea deal. Revenge for the move he’d had to endure to another cellblock after they got pulled apart fighting the day he got moved on his eighteenth birthday. Revenge for all he’d done. And he was looking forward to seeing him suffer.
FACE CLAIM: Noah Centineo STATUS: TAKEN RELATIONSHIPS:
Miles Waters [x] Half-brother