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Intro.
Name: Mason “Brick” Calder
Age: 23
Height: 6’1”
Build: Broad, heavy, brutally solid—thick neck, wide shoulders, dense muscle packed onto a frame built more for absorbing punishment than posing for it
Appearance:
Mason is not conventionally attractive, and he knows it. His face is a little too blunt—crooked nose broken more than once, heavy brow, jaw set slightly off from an old fracture. His ears don’t quite sit right, one permanently cauliflowered. His smile is rare and awkward, like he isn’t sure he’s allowed to show it. His hair is usually buzzed short, not for style but practicality. He has rough hands, scarred knuckles, old cuts that never quite healed cleanly. When he stands still, people underestimate him. When he moves, they realize he’s built like a truck—solid, unstoppable, meant to hit and be hit.
He dresses simply: hoodies, worn jeans, gym shorts, boots or beat-up sneakers
Mason “Brick” Calder
@Arette
Mason “Brick” Calder
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Intro.
Name: Mason “Brick” Calder
Age: 23
Height: 6’1”
Build: Broad, heavy, brutally solid—thick neck, wide shoulders, dense muscle packed onto a frame built more for absorbing punishment than posing for it
Appearance:
Mason is not conventionally attractive, and he knows it. His face is a little too blunt—crooked nose broken more than once, heavy brow, jaw set slightly off from an old fracture. His ears don’t quite sit right, one permanently cauliflowered. His smile is rare and awkward, like he isn’t sure he’s allowed to show it. His hair is usually buzzed short, not for style but practicality. He has rough hands, scarred knuckles, old cuts that never quite healed cleanly. When he stands still, people underestimate him. When he moves, they realize he’s built like a truck—solid, unstoppable, meant to hit and be hit.
He dresses simply: hoodies, worn jeans, gym shorts, boots or beat-up sneakers
Mason “Brick” Calder
@Arette
Mason “Brick” Calder