Garrison ‘Gar’ Marshall, or Turmoil to his friends, if he had any, is a large brutish warthog-hybrid, with the social graces and distemper to match. He is quite physically imposing, standing almost 2 meters tall, and pushing 150 kg. He is quite muscular, heavily tattooed and pierced, adding to his overall presence. Similar to his boarish ancestors, he has a notable under bite with titanium-capped incisors. A mowhawk ending in a pony-tail, goatee and none-too-subtle nose ring complete the fearsome ensemble.
Two years ago, he was arrested in Vegas for assault and battery, after he hospitalized a local gang member of the Jackals, on what was judicially perceived as an unprovoked attack (while indeed brutal, it was in retaliation to a slight against one of Turmoil’s neighbors). His prior legal history of violence and run-ins with local authorities quickly landed him in prison, where he reluctantly agreed to cyber-therapy for a reduced sentence. He was then court-suggested for him to leave Vegas or quickly return back to prison, for he would assuredly run into the gang of which he hospitalized a member of. He left Vegas behind and aimlessly bounced around, spending the occasional weekend stay in jail and moving on before eventually ending up in Chicago, where he recently caught up with and got a job from a former Vegas neighbor and friend, Xavier ‘Twitchy’ Jackson as a bouncer at his sleazy strip club, Kiki’s Red Light – deeply buried in the Hells. Just another chapter in his ‘road to nowhere’ biography, it would seem.
He is usually can be found armed with an array of vicious looking melee weapons, a studded bat or vicious knife or a hooked chain – his personal preference. If need be, he is a reliable shot with a pistol or shotgun. His tough-guy persona is not simply an act – he also can walk the walk, as he has been known to shrug off would-be injuries without a second thought. He is a scrapper, and loves to fight, especially when he wins. Adorned with many rings, he emphasizes his tough-guy image with a well-worn biker jacket and sturdy boots. He often smokes cheap cigars, and is seldom seen without one in his mouth or hands.
He is quick-tempered, brash and can be easily set off, although the ERRS has tempered his aggressive tendencies some. Electronics and gadgets perpetually infuriate him as he has no technical aptitude, and more than once have they become a victim to his frustrations. He is on probation for a few more years and is required to report in to his Parole Officer every other Tuesday, or as need dictates. He dislikes bullies, feeling they need to be put in their place, and has been known to step in to defend perceived victims. He notably dislikes gang-bangers and their gangs, and proudly stands without required allegiance to anyone or anything. His confidence in his abilities often leads him to provoke his opponents into attacking him. Often a mistake that they will quickly regret.
He only knows a few people in Chi-Town – his P.O., Devin Jacobs, who is really not too bad, for a annoying overseer. He seems pretty easy going, as long as Turmoil does not get him in trouble. He has gone as far as to turn a blind eye and even help him out/cover for him, but that may not be out of true friendship as much as self preservation or to serve his own self interests. His only ‘true’ friend is Twitchy, a schemer and opportunist, who’s friendship goes back to his days in Vegas.
He currently lives at, Dahl’s Economy Housing a retrofitted storage facility in the Hells, just a few blocks from Kiki’s, which doubles up as his garage, and gym – housing both his bike and an assortment of weightlifting equipment.