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Fri 3rd Jun 2022 12:16

It's Going Timber!

by Bronson "Timber" Studdard

Background:
Bronson's dad kicked rocks the first time Bronson barked up. Bronson's mom a custodial engineer at Seabrook, NH Nuclear Power Plant had a normal pregnancy, but Bronson started off with a soft growth of moss on his head to begin his young life instead of his normal hair which would grow later. Bronson was always bigger than normal children. Mama and Babs just called Bronson "Beefcake" and the love fest was on. Growing up on Hampton Beach gave Bronson a carnival like childhood. Salt water taffy, Blink's fried dough, endless loops around the strip, and classic rock bands at the Casino. Bronson was 6 foot by age 14 with a downy brown beard, of course he got in to see bands like Kansas, Journey, and Motley Crue. Bronson loved the bands but he was more drawn to watching the security work the show. Observing the way Rocco surveilled the crowd - how Old Boy could be grinning one minute and menacing the next - how Floyd was able to maneuver his body to get between the club's assets and a drunk - finally the way Howler schmoozed the big money, laughed with the regular joe's and played dirty with the rest. Bronson was the heir apparent, especially after Babs decided to move on from Seabrook and Mama came out of retirement to sling drinks. Bronson became the prince of the strip, the bands and stand-up comics started to book gigs at the Casino because they loved to come back to see Bronson and Bronson began to get national gigs and for about two years Bronson traveled the U.S. and the world as the go-to protection agent for the stars. 22 was when it all changed. Bronson came back from an international tour and went to pick up Babs and Mama after a shift at the Casino when Bronson witnessed an unfortunate gang of Pagans started harassing his family. Bronson hadn't been on the strip for a minute, but he "Barked Up" and the pack of fifty bikers had their chromed-out mufflers wrapped around their craniums. Bronson's legend only grew from there.
 
Personality:
Bronson is casually comfortable and an amazingly reassuring individual to be around. While he is a hulking presence his magnanimous nature allows him to be in the background but totally present at all times as well. He never comes off as too big for the space but instead adjusts his body naturally to make the space feel a part of him. Bronson obviously takes up room, but brings so much joy and light that his presence is offputtingly great in every situation. Warm and level headed, but has already taken stock of every exit, blind spot, and weak point of every room and space he's been in. He can evaluate you as a friend, foe, or threat in about two minutes of time spent with you. Bronson used to love the life of the road, until Babs and Mama were threatened now Bronson won't travel outside of New England. Especially with the birth of Burley, funny how history repeats itself, because not too long after Burley was born his baby mama beat feet out of his life. Bronson's a single dad now and while he's amongst the tops in protection business he does a lot of consulting. Nothing will stop him from protecting his family. As kind and gentle of a giant Bronson is if you put him a position to fight he will look for every opportunity to knock you unconscious as quickly as possible.