Coy Weatherford

Coy Weatherford is a male survivor played by Brannty. He was accepted on (17/01/2017), and is currently alive and active on the server.

Description
Coy has short brown hair, that is usually covered by a worn, black cowboy hat. A pair of blue eyes would sit below the brim of the hat. Being that most of his days are spent outside, he is very tan, albeit a bit weathered.

He will normally be found in boot-cut blue jeans, and a brown leather jacket. Under the jacket he wears plain t-shirts. On his feet he wears brown work boots, and his old hat on his head.

He talks with a southern drawl.

Personality
Due to the nature of his work, he's always been more of an introvert. Those who meet him might find him to be quiet or brooding at first.

He's polite with women, but tends to size up men upon first meeting them. People will need to earn his respect before he'll allow a friendship to form.

He can be friendly and outgoing to a point, but it takes an established relationship to bring that out. Along with that relationship would also come an intense level of loyalty.

He talks like he likes his whiskey... straight.

Biography
Coy's parents were the proud owners of Weatherford Farms in West Point, Kentucky. Growing up a farm kid was never easy, but it did give Coy a certain work ethic. From a young age, he shadowed his parents to learn everything he would need to know manage the place on his own. By the time he entered high school, he had become more interested in planting cycles than anything remotely academic. Unfortunately it showed in his grades.

His personal learning would cause him to become estranged from his peers, which often times led to bullying. He was a loner, so he was different, and it seemed every guy south of Louisville figured they'd have a go at him because of it. He was always a tough kid, but those years taught him how to fight too. Sure, he got his ass kicked from time to time, but more often than not, he was the one ending the fights. When he graduated, he walked away with more than just a degree. He took a no nonsense attitude, and a chip on his shoulder with him.

Upon leaving school, Coy took on a greater role around the farm. Along with seeing to the crops, he also took the lead on caring for their small herd of cattle. It was working with these animals to led him to something he found he enjoyed just as much as farming... bull riding. The few friends he had were fairly active in the local circuit, and on a dare, they convinced him to get on the back of their resident one ton wrecking ball named, ironically, Bulldozer. He only hung on six seconds, but those few moments ignited something in him. It wasn't too long before Coy had made a name for himself in the local rodeo scene, and many thought he was on his way to bigger and better things. Unfortunately, that all came to an abrupt halt.

Coy was going about his normal, morning routine, but upon entering their barn to grab a shovel, he found his dad slumped in a chair, with his shotgun leaned against the front of his seat. The only other thing was a note that read 'I'm sorry' and nothing more. You see, his father had always had his battles with alcohol. Everyone in the area knew it, even though he thought he'd done pretty good job of hiding it. After a rough couple years of barely scraping by with what the farm was making, his demons finally caught up with him.

His mother was, of course, devastated, but Coy didn't have much time to mourn. At twenty years old, the farm was now his to run, and he worked his ass off to get it back to what it once was. Over the next few years he put in long days, rain and shine, but eventually the farm was turning a profit again. Somewhere along the way, his mother had met someone new and gotten re-married. Coy didn't love the guy, but his mom did, so he gave it his blessing. She would move off the farm, leaving Coy to run things on his own.

Although the farm eats up most of his time, he'll occasionally be seen around town ... after all, he still needs his regular therapy sessions with his bartender.