The Warring States of NPF - Call of Cthulhu Discussion 4 (Great Old Ones, RPers, and other creepy stuff)

Here's Frankie:

Name: Frankie McCulloch
Sex: Male
Age: 22
Occupation: Drifter
College Degrees: None
Birthplace: Park Falls, Wisconsin, USA
Background:
.........Frankie was born into a lower middle-class in a small town in Wisconsin, that ran the local super-market. His family was relatively small for the time, consisting of only himself, his one sister, and his two parents, and, his sister being a woman, his family mostly relied on him and his intelligence--which was obvious his entire life, as he was reading novels in second grade--to go to college bring them into upper-class.
.........Frankie just didn't care about his schooling, however. There wasn't a single job in the world that he thought would excite him enough to do it all his life. Even the most challenging careers in science were either preceeded by too much 'busy work', weren't difficult enough, and/or he simply lacked the drive to do them. Always at least two of those reason, and usually all three. As a result he spent his teenage years chasing skirts, spending time at speakeasies (although rarely actually drinking), and basically avoiding any work or responsibility.
.........Frankie did manage to graduate from highschool, being the first in his family to do so, which gave his parents hope that maybe he wouldn't waste his entire life. That hope was quickly crushed, however, as Frankie picked up a backpack of his favorite books, some food, some drink and simply left with no goal in mind, other than to 'find himself'.
.........On the road Frankie learned many skills were necessary to survive, but, luckily, his intellect served him just as well learning 'street smarts' as it had learning 'book smarts', and, although no adonis, he was somewhat attractive, which made fast talking his way out of situations easier. In fact, the art of the silver tongue was the main thing that Frankie learned, using it for all manners of things: picking up women, avoiding fights, getting jobs, and scamming people out of their hard earned money. However, sometimes his scams came back to bite him in the ass, and, although he could normally talk his way out of trouble, he was forced to learn how to defend himself with a weapon. A gun to be exact... he wasn't strong enough to fight off attackers with his hands, and so he bought a pistol and began carrying it on the inside of his wool coat.

Stats:

Strength - 4

Constitution - 6

Size - 7

Intelligence - 17

Dexterity - 7

Power - 15

Appearance - 12

Education - 12

Sanity - 75

Important Non-Stats to keep in mind.

Idea Roll - 85

Luck Roll - 75

Know Roll - 60

Hit Points - 7

Magic Points - 15

Occupation Skills-240
Bargain-36
Fast Talk-73
Hide-34
Listen-20
Natural History-15
Psychology-34
Sneak-15
Handgun-10

Personal Skills-170
Physics-25
Library Use-25
First Aid-15
Dodge-51
Electronics-25
Chemisty-25
Biology-25

Items-
A .22 Short Automatic.
A dusty wool suit.
A backpack full of fiction books and 2 clips of extra ammo (that's three clips total, one in his gun, two in the backpack).
A deck of playing cards.
Three bottles of coke
A bloody notebook (with important bits from the journal written in it)
Bloody pencil/pen
Pocket knife
David's destroyed keys

He is also an eligible mage, and, now that Sith is gone... the only chemist/physist and he knows some biology, first aid (although not as good as others), and he's one of the library users. Basically he's an all arounder. He's also able to hide and sneak decently... compared to most of our group.

Edit: I was also second to sign up after Demon With A Glass Hand... so if anyone has the same skills as me, only few points better, *coughfasttalkdavidcough* they're the useless ones... not me. Punk.