Chadwick Radke

Retribution

Description:

Apparent Age: Early Twenties
Occupation: Unemployed Monster
Pronouns: He/him/his

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The Radkes are a pretty big name in Boston, at least among the upper crust. Very wealthy, but known for being aggressively liberal. His mother, Mary Hallow-Radke, is a director/organizer for many well known local (and further reaching) charities, while his father, Augustine Radke, is a well known civil litigation lawyer that focuses on suing big corporations on behalf of those wronged or in need, or for charities. They pride themselves on how much they’ve helped the community over the years, and, honestly, they’re not afraid of shoving that fact into people’s faces.

There’s no doubt that he’s a frat boy (Or was)—he exudes that ‘bro’ attitude, and looks very much like a preppy jock, down to his neatly styled hair to his expensive casual wear and athletic body. At least that’s what his friends know of him, and anyone who bothers spending more than five minutes with him can come to discover. But the fact that he’s… strangely off-putting is hard to ignore. There’s just something that makes people recoil away from him, at first brush. Surely it’s nothing—not when his eyes seem so caring and his smile is so gentle. But occasionally the shadows play off his face eerily, or he stands in a way that is ominous and looming, his watchful gaze seeming to peel back layers to reveal all your darkest secrets and fears when it focuses on you. He also has some odd faint scars that wrap all the way around a limb joint here and there—shoulders, an elbow, a wrist, a knee or hip, etc. They’re jagged and oddly seam like. He usually keeps them covered, but occasionally someone can catch a glimpse.

Chad was going to Harvard. He was an active member of Sigma Chi, as well as a star athlete on the football team. But suddenly in early April he was suspended following the “kidnapping” scandal. Now he spends most of his time at the Royale, lurking about.

Fame 2 (Local Hero). Over the past six months he’s been marked as a hero in the local news and online, after saving a few people that were kidnapped from a PRIDE party and being involved in helping a handful of students that were assaulted on campus. He also started up an unofficial campus security program. However, lately his reputation has taken a more controversial term, as he was wrongfully accused of kidnapping a comatose girl from a hospital in late March. Chad was cleared of all charges.

Advanced Fame 1 (Frankenstein’s Monster). Mortals only. On some unconscious, instinctive level, you recognize Chad. Not as a man, but as something else. Something that knows your sins, your mistakes, and fills your nightmares with guilt and horror until you confess. Wait, no, that can’t be right, right? It’s probably nothing…

Bio:

Can I clear my conscience
If I’m different from the rest?
Do I have to run and hide? (oh, oh, oh, oh)
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it’s made its home inside (oh, oh, oh, oh)
If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn’t dark enough
That this problem lies in me
I’m only a man with a candle to guide me,
I’m taking a stand to escape what’s inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I’ve turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

I’ll Be Good by Jaymes Young

I’ll be good, I’ll be good
And I’ll love the world, like I should
I’ll be good, I’ll be good
I’ll be good, I’ll be good
For all of the light that I shut out
For all of the innocent things that I’ve doubt
For all of the bruises that I’ve caused and the tears
For all of the things that I’ve done all these years
Yeah, for all of the sparks that I’ve stomped out
For all of the perfect things that I doubt

So when you’re weak
When you are on your knees
I’ll do my best, with the time, that’s left
Sworn with your spirit, you’re fully fleshed
So fuck your dreams
And don’t you pick at our seams
I’ll turn into a monster for you, If you pay me enough
None of this counts, a few dreams, plowed up
So we come
To a place of no return
Yours is the face, which makes my body burn
And here is the name, that our sons will learn:
Curse the beauty, curse the queen
Curse the beauty, leave me

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