Rift

 WIP  "I'm a lot harder than you, homie." Name: Rift Age: 21 Martial: Single Social: Unemployed (Hustler) Height: 5'9" Weight: 175 lbs Get down or lay down. If swag was a commodity, then Rift would be the UPS, son! Or at least in his mind he is.  He's an extremely confident underachiever with big plans on making moves to be straight after he works through his current down period in life.  Having lived in north GA all his life, he's pretty well versed with the areas and somewhat known in the more grittier circles of Sugar Valley.  As far as humans go, he's as normal as they come for now.  He had a pretty good childhood.  Though his parents gets on his nerves, he currently lives with his mom and his pops.  He has 2 younger sisters named Jasmine (8) and Lisa (16) whom he's overprotective of.  As a child his teachers told him he didn't apply himself; but he applied himself to ignoring them.  When The Blizzard came, he lost a crazy uncle who the family thought probably ran out into the blizzard for some type of experiment. Luckily, his dog Sparky survived. He's just a hustler for right now, but he plans on being the CEO for a record company. He lives off of his parents and does side jobs for money; some times you can catch him bagging groceries or bullying squares. His goals are basically money over bitches and he figures once he gets enough paper up, he can do whatever he wants.