Ulysses Faulkrest

Description
Ulysses Faulkrest is a male survivor played by Version Red. He was accepted on January 20, 2017 and is currently alive and active on the server.

Appearance
Ulysses is 5' 9" tall and weighs 167 lbs. He has dark blue eyes. He wears rimless silver glasses. His hair is gray, and medium length, typically combed back. He has a neatly trimmed gray mustache. He appears to be in his mid-50's. Most days he wears a button down long sleeve shirt over a tank top, slacks, and loafers. If it's particularly cold, he wears a long overcoat with a newsboy cap. He has two wedding rings, one with a diamond in it, on his left ring finger. At times it may be seen that he is wearing a silver necklace, though he keeps it under his shirts.

Personality
On the surface, Ulysses is an eccentric man, with a wealth of both useful, and not so useful, information. He treats others well and is slow to anger. He has little tolerance for those he sees as lazy, though he tries to encourage them first and criticize them second. He isn't above being honest to a fault if it means cutting through the crap to what matters. Generally keeps to himself most of them time, but willing to talk at length if others interact with him. Underneath, he is a deeply sad and lonely man, who drowns himself in information to keep from thinking of the past. He's a firm believer in the paranormal.

Biography
Born in the village of Mattawan, Michigan, Ulysses found himself growing up in a former funeral home turned apartment building. It was here that, with influence from his parents own beliefs, he came to believe in the existence of the paranormal. Strange, unexplained things tended to happen to him here. At least, in his and his families minds, they were unexplainable occurrences. This sparked a life long obsession with studying it in all it's aspects, and extended to myths and legends. All this was helped by a love for reading and gathering information, something that allowed him to amass a varied amount of facts and figures ranging from the useful, to the useless. At school he became the "weird kid" that many tended to avoid. While his parents and a scant few teachers worried about his lack of a social life, Ulysses didn't. This suited him fine, as it helped him have more time to study. It was in his adolescence that his life took it's first big turn.

At 12, Ulysses met Alexa, a tomboy who was his opposite. She was a rough and tumble girl whose sarcastic nature didn't overshadow a genuineness she had. The two became fast friends, and easily slipped into dating in their teens. Ulysses continued to lack friends, while Alexa would refuse friendship with anyone that didn't accept Ulysses as well. Through thick and thin, they stuck together. Ulysses excelled in his schooling as he had before, and was on track for a great college. Upon graduating high school, the two married. Both moved in together, with Ulysses taking up English in college and Alexa began training to be a tattoo artist. During this time, he and Alexa took up motorcycle riding, something they both became proficient at.

At 27, Ulysses was continuing his studies in the hopes of becoming a professor in English, while Alexa had completed her training and become a tattoo artist at one of the parlors in town. They had seemingly hit their stride in life, with Ulysses sometimes in awe that he was able to feel the level of joy he did with Alexa at this time. The couple were enjoying their marriage while they began flirting with the idea of children. Then, tragedy struck the happy couple. While riding a bike together through town, a truck ran a red light, slamming into them. Ulysses was badly injured, and ended up losing both lower legs, scars crisscrossing his body. Alexa, however, lost her life instantly. Ulysses was devastated. It was as if even the potential for happiness in him had be ripped away forever. Alexa was buried on April 18, 1990. She had been cremated. After the funeral, he spent his recovery time delving into the only thing he had left, facts and information.

Eventually, he became a professor of English at a community college, and spent the next twenty years teaching, before he decided it was time to retire. The injuries he had sustained in the accident were taking more of a toll in his older age, with aches and pains flaring up more common. Shortly thereafter he moved to West Point, Kentucky, wanting to spend his days in a small quiet town. Having lived there only a few short months, he has yet to really open up to the townspeople. Though he may be seen wandering around during the day every so often, he spends much of his time at home, continuing his seemingly endless quest for knowledge.