[DECEASED] Bruce "Kanzler" Potman - Cigar & Weed Man

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Melonarche

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Bruce "Kanzler" Potman
("Kanzler" has nothing to do with Kurt Kanzler)
"People will believe you if you are the only one who knows it."
Son of a old gardener who lived in New Mexico.


Character Information
Aliases: Weedman
DOB: 04/11/1983
Height: 173cm
Weight: 59 Kilograms
Languages: Spanish, English (Main Language)
Affilation: None. (Yet)
Physical Description: Black hair, normal nose, brown eyes, not strong but can run for a bit. Wears a grey jacket. There is a small scar on his left hand.


Backstory

Chapter 1 : Pre-War
"Hey, Bruce. Could you get my shovel ? I really need it."

"Okay, where was it father ?"
"In the brown box as usual."


Before the war, Bruce was helping his father and going to school, hanging with people. In a nutshell, normal as every student. As a student, he was known for his interesting ideas. Like finding unusual ways to solve a math problem or finding strange acronyms. Bruce didn't like to help his father by bringing tools or stuff he forgot to take with him, but hr was interested in growing small flowers or crops that didn't require much attention. Thanks to his father, he didn't have much trouble learning flowers and plants. When he was 16 years old he decided to grow other plants, including some potatos, a small lemon sappling and some hemp. At that time he was thinking to learn how to make ropes from hemp, like his father. His father was okay with his new adjustement. One day, while he was going to buy some thing from a super market around 11 pm, he noticed strange almost burned papers on the ground, with a small amount of strange powder like thing. He put it in his pocket and decided to show it to some kids at his school. After that he learned more about hemp, value of it on the streets. He tried to find a way to proccess it, failing multiple attempts. After weeks of trying, he managed to make his very own low-quality weed. He didn't know what to do with it, how to sell it. He kept producing more untill the war broke out.

Chapter 2 : The Seven Hour War and Black Mesa Incident
"Hey, honey did you see the news ? A small nuclear blast..."
"I did, I did. I say we pack our things and leave New Mexico, to Seattle. I got some relatives living there."
"What about Bruce ? His flowers, school, friends ?"
"Don't worry, the government will evacuate everyone. It is better if we go before they grab us first."


When the nuclear blast occured, he was in math class. The day went normal for him untill he came back home, his parents were worried about him. When he learnt the news he was scared. First thing he did was to prepare a bag filled with his personal goods, some fresh potatos, some flowers and 20 rolls of low-quality weed. When they were going to Seattle they were listening the news from the radio. About midnight, they stopped when they arrived at Texas. That night nothing important happened, they were worried about the reports of strange creatures and the nuclear blast. For the next days they continued their way. They were worried about the confirmed aliens invading Earth, once they reached Seattle, the city was guarded with soldiers and police officers. There was no reports for alien creatures in Seattle when they arrived. Once they were about to come in, a head crab jumped on a police officer, sticking to his head. Bruce and his parent were scared and shocked. The man tried to resist against the head crab but he was too late, one of the soldiers had to execute the man. It was tragic for Bruce.
About three days after the Xen invasion, they decided to seek shelter in the sewers, with armed people if possible. The city was about to collapse, more rumors and reports of alien creatures. In the sewers they found a small group armed with pistols. They were scared but they had some hope. That night, Bruce's mother was captured by a normal head crab in her sleep. When they and the group woke up, they were examining the creature, trying for a way to take it out. Suddenly her arms started to move, trying to get up. One armed people raised his pistol and walked away from her, his father and Bruce did the same. Walking away from here. The man told them to head back and get a melee weapon and a full mag. While they were gone, the man aimed at her, the zombie was walking slowly to him. The man had to shoot her in the head.
They were quite sad, Bruce was effected a lot. They continued to stay there, but one night they heard strange portals opening in the sky, strange aliens coming out of them, firing at military positions. That night, they started to barricade the place. The radio was on, listening the news. The aliens started to land on Earth, now fighting against both races. Before the group barricated the enterance they saw some strange fungi growing. After four hours, the news speaker stopped. Only static was coming form the radio. They were left alone.

Chapter 3 (Last Chapter) : After The Invasion
"Hey Bruce, you still have those potatos ?"
"Yes, father."
"You don't need to calm me father much. These are trying times, we can ignore small details."a

After one week of the invasion, they heard a strange announcement from the surface. It was in English, claiming that everyone who has a fire arm should hand it to Civil Protection team. The announcer also claimed there was a dangerous species in the sewers, four legged, human sized creatures. The food stockpile was empty for the last two days. They lifted the barricades and left the bunker. The sewers had changed, that small fungi blob was almost every where, some strange walking noises could be heard from the distance. They found a open hatch and left the sewers.
It has been six weeks after the invasion, the city was in ruins and creatures named "Antlions" were raiding the city as usual. There were lots of ruins, Combine checkpoints and of course, a Nexus. Bruce's father was thinking to find some food from the Antlion infested zone, there was three probabilities. Success, getting killed by a Antlion, getting shot by a sniper. The Combine established some strong points near the Nexus with some refugee tents, citizens were only allowed to stay inside the "Safe Zone", outside the safe zone were Xen Fungi, snipers, hard points and patrolling OTA units. Bruce was thinking to sell his low-quality weed for more rations or clothing, there was some good locations for that. Some hours later, Bruce noticed that his father was gone. He asked some people, nothing about him. Right after taking his rations from a small distrubition center he heard a loud sniper shot near the safe zone enterance. It was common to hear sniper shots but he was worried too, woried that his father was shot. Some days later, he would be right.
After three months, Bruce was selling low-quality weed at some streets, most of the rolls were 20% weed, rest of it was filled with dried grass to make more rolls. He was making some good money out of it, he had only two problems. He didn't have a place to produce more hemp and getting captured by the Civil Protection. He didn't have any seeds with him, only a small amount of dried hemp. He decided to apply for a Civil Workers Union position, a volunteer branch for cleaning Xen Fungi in the sewers. His plan was evil, using various Xen Fungi to make fake weed. Most feed backs was good but users would start to feel bad after some days, half of them were dying. When Civil Protection came aware of that, Bruce started to use more grass and some other plant species he didn't know. He was a bit popular, known as Weedman.
On 2012, he woke up to a loud alarm noise. He rushed to the window, looking outside. There were Civil Protection units and ome OTA units moving around the city. The announcer was saying a outbreak was occuring, Xen creatures and Antlions has breached the safe perimiter via sewers and small openings by Resistance forces. Bruce took his bag, CWU suit, CID, CWU documents and some rations with him and rushed towards the train station of City 5. There were lots of firing noises and screaming coming around the city, he even saw some Antlions on the roofs. Civil Protection units were trying to establish a safe perimiter around the Nexus. They were waiting for dropships. Bruce missed the only train that left the city. He was tasked with informing Civil Protection teams about short cuts, sewers plans and various other locations while helping them to barricade the perimeter. Lots of citizens were coming from other districts and reports of small squads fighting against the aliens. It was complete hell, but City 1 was close, Dropships came in four hours. The city was collapsed and Civil Protection teams were running our of ammunition. After that day Bruce was relocated to City 11, he stayed there for 8 years. Right now, he is relocated to City 8.


Relations

Civil Protection - Good
They are good people, some of them maybe slaves of The Combine but I owe my life to them.

Union Administrive Board - Neutral
Bunch of people who talk and get money.

Civil Workers Union - Great
Yeah, we are good. I tell them stories from City 5 and City 11, I think I will join them again, there is Xen Fungi here too.

Civillians - Neutral
Your normal citizen living under Combine rule. Most of them are interested in my goods.

Enslaved Vortigaunts - Neutral
They don't like weed, but they are wise. Might give me some recipes.

Civil Medical Union - Bad
No different than DEA in the old USA.

Resistance - Neutral
Most of them are interested in my goods.​
 
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Melonarche

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(please inform me about writing mistakes, my english isn't good.)

NICO - Good
I made a deal with them, but they don't look like they will keep up with their promises.

Kusari - Neutral
I think I met one of their members while I was scavenging resources. I can assist them, but NICo will be on my ass if I do that.

Transational Authority - Bad
Fuckers put me in ail for hours, naked. For something I didn't do.

Locals - Good
Shit, these dudes are wise as vortigaunts.
 
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