Kenneth Smythe
Height: 6'4"Weight: 170lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Bloodshot & Squinted Blue
Clan: Toreador
Generation: 11th
Embrace Date: 26 July 1985
Description: Ken doesn't always smoke weed or wear Hawaiian shirts... no wait. He does. Ken is too tall and too skinny. He's also too pale and his hair is too curly and frizzy. As a mortal he suffered from Adult ADD, so his attention is all over the place. He started smoking weed as a young teenager and has been doing it ever since. Despite his undead nature, the drugs still seem to take effect, giving him a relaxed, lethargic demeanor even if his brain is operating on hyperdrive and his eyes and ears absorb everything. Ken is EXTREMELY perceptive, even by Toreador standards, and picks up on things that seem to go over his head or right through his ears. Ken's medium is loud, obnoxious colors. Anything bright and multi-colored catches his attention. He is quick to criticize the bland and boring.
While he is more than capable of being the center of attention, Ken actually avoids it in favor of playing back-up for whoever shares his point of view. In the past, it had always been another member of Team N2O. The group had fed off of each other in social situations, double, triple, and quadruple teaming with witty banter and ramped up heated arguments. When the rarity of being caught by himself occurs, Ken is actually known to be a pleasant conversationalist that is smarter than he looks. He is surprisingly well read and knows more about classic rock than most audiophobes with a vinyl collection.
Brief Bio: Ken started his kindred career after explaining to Mary Jane what a Porsche engine could do for her VW Beetle. He wasn't a natural Anarch, but he also wasn't a very good fit for the Camarilla, either. Ken did his own thing, and always seemed to prefer the company of machines and paint to people. In his own words, cars are better speakers than people, and they don't care about silly things like race or gender.
Paint is a tool, and one Ken is a master of. His canvas is cars. It was only natural that he eventually developed a knack for the mechanical part of it all to go along with the cosmetic. And driving? Well what good is having a sweet set of highly tuned sexy wheels if you aren't going to press it to the limit and show off?
Ken was once a member of a legendary Anarch racing team that went up and down the country causing havoc and chaos. When Ken met his former crew leader, it was Skyline vs NXS. Four races in a row the margin of victory was less than an inch. It was instant bromance. They've never had the official tie breaker race. Immortality is a long time and it's more fun to talk trash and keep racing. It is a toss up for who was actually the brains behind the Team NOS Anarch gang, since Ken and his fellows have both had moments of absurd stupidity and ridiculous ingenuity. One thing is for certain, Sheriffs around the country hated them with a passion and they enjoyed going out of their way to do every little thing they can to annoy every authority figure they could.
Ken was the more humane and less combative. Ken is not a fighter, or a lover, especially after a certain Brujah sniper left them high and dry when they needed her most. Ken has buried that emotion, but every once in a while when somebody brings it up, he quickly loses his usual cool and reaches for the closet available shotgun. Ken's combat abilities are for the most part reduced to dodging out of the way and shooting a whole lot of bullets and hoping they actually hit their target. But with that said, no Anarch would call Ken a coward. Lacking the aptitude is not the same thing as lacking the courage. When his admitted inevitable time comes, it will be standing loyal to his crew and cause.
After Team N20 was finally destroyed, Ken found himself the last one standing along with former members Jesse and Gauge. Ken had been hiding in Sab Diego, more or less keeping a low profile and trying to rebuild his own broken compass. He had been lost, not knowing what to do with himself. With the arrival of the Tremere and a new Prince, Ken knows its time to come out of the shadows. Anything less would be a disservice to the memories of those he fought and bled with.
Inventory: A mixed assorted bag of top shelf weed, Dutch cigars by the box, a key ring with keys to cars, storage lockers, and garages across the country, Mary Jane, Jennifer, and Chris on speed dial with this week's burner phone, 5 grand in mixed bills, a Mossberg Persuader, a Kevlar vest, a Sweet Pink & Blue Mercedes AMG, A secret date with Seung Lei, & a custom sticker that says "DRAGONS ARE POOPY HEADS" he's just itching to stick on Juan Lorenzo's windshield.
Noteworthy Rumors:
-Ken is SOOO gay.
-Ken is looking to rebuild Team N20.
-Ken and Johnny Wu have the same lineage.
-Ken was the best driver in Team N2O.
-Ken's old flame is the Sabbat Brujah Eve.
-Ken can still function as a normal human.