Post by Takai on Aug 7, 2006 21:18:10 GMT -5
+About You+
Name:: Jon >_>
Age:: 14
Role-Playing Experience:: Erm. i dont know, like...6 months...
+General+
Name (Full):: Takai Karasu (Death Raven <_<)
Age:: 20
How Old Do They Look(?):: About...erm, i dont know, 16/17.
Race:: Human
Gender:: Male
Choice Weapon:: Short Katana Blade.
Desired Alignment:: Neutral
Secondar Alignment:: Light >_>
+Physical Attributes+
Skin Colour:: White
Eye Colour:: Dark blue
Hair Colour:: Dark Brown/Black
Hair Style (Length and so on):: Medium length, past his ears about an inch, and half an inch past his eyes.
Physique:: Erm...he has a normal physique, not to muscular, but not to skinny >_>
Weight and Height:: 154lbs and 5'7"
Distinguishing marks (dimples, moles, scars, birthmarks, etc.):: He has a scar over his left eye and a huge scar that is diagonally over his chest.
+Favorites+
Favorite Colour(?):: Navy Blue
Least Favorite(?):: Erm, Pink
Favorite Genre of Music (?):: Erm, isnt this Feudal Japan?
Least Favorite (?):: >_>
Food:: Erm, Ramen >_<!
+Attitude+
Most at Ease When:: He is by himself.
Least At Ease When:: Erm, i dont know >_>
Priorities:: He has no Priorities.
Philosophies:: The faster you do one thing, the more time you have for the next thing.
How Do They Feel About Themselves (?):: Erm, ok...i guess...
Predominate Feature(s):: Erm, what?
+Personality+
Are They A Daredevil or Cautious(?):: Can be both >_>
Do They Act The Same Alone As With Other People(?):: Nope.
Drinks(?):: Somtimes.
How Much(?):: Erm, depends on if its a big occasion, or if its just a normal day.
Greatest Strength:: His swordsmanship skills.
Greatest Weakness:: Going up agaisnt someone better then him >_>
Biggest Vulnerability:: Being Alone.
+Background+
Where Was He/She From(?):: Tsukiko Town
Type Of Childhood:: Poor, Stick up for youself childhood.
First Memory:: Learning to fight with a katana.
Most Important Childhood That Effects Him/Her:: Killing his first person.
Education:: Poor education
Religion:: Erm...i dont know.
+Family+
Mother:: Abandoned him at the age of 5.
Relationship With Her:: None
Father:: Same with Mother.
Relationship With Him:: Same with mother.
Siblings:: Doesnt know if he has any.
Friends:: Only a select few.
Wife/Husband/Lover:: None yet.
Companions:: None.
+Casual Clothing+
Head:: N/A
Face:: N/A
Neck:: N.A
Torso:: He wears a black shirt under a sort of baggier black shirt.
Arms:: He wears black fingerless gloves.
Legs:: He wears black tight pants, but baggy enough to move around quickly enough.
Feet:: Normal black boots.
Picture: Erm, Gonna Get One Soon.
+Role Play Example+
It was a bright and sunny day out, and the people around town where running around, without a care in the world. The people cheering, yelling, fighting, and a lot more of stuff going on. It was like there was a big celebration going on, but there wasn’t, everyone just wanted to have a good time with each other. But its not like they where the only ones having fun today. There was one person, in an alleyway, getting ready to take in a thief that stole something from him.
He just stood there, starring at the thief with his dark blue eyes. He was waiting for him to give him back his money pouch. He slowly took out his gun and had it pointed at the thief. “Give me my stuff back.” He said, in a sort of gruff deep voice. He really didn’t want to kill him, but if he had too, he would. He took a step forward, getting ready to tackle him or something. He then saw the thief take off up some stairs.
“Dammit.” He said, as he started to run after the thief up the stairs. He busted in some of the doors that the thief had closed on him, and then shoot at the thief, hoping to take him down. He shoot his leg, and heard a scream, and a thud on the ground. He walked over to him and looked down. “Don’t ever steal from me, Ryu Sadow, again.” He said, as he grabbed his money pouch.
[/font][/center]Name:: Jon >_>
Age:: 14
Role-Playing Experience:: Erm. i dont know, like...6 months...
+General+
Name (Full):: Takai Karasu (Death Raven <_<)
Age:: 20
How Old Do They Look(?):: About...erm, i dont know, 16/17.
Race:: Human
Gender:: Male
Choice Weapon:: Short Katana Blade.
Desired Alignment:: Neutral
Secondar Alignment:: Light >_>
+Physical Attributes+
Skin Colour:: White
Eye Colour:: Dark blue
Hair Colour:: Dark Brown/Black
Hair Style (Length and so on):: Medium length, past his ears about an inch, and half an inch past his eyes.
Physique:: Erm...he has a normal physique, not to muscular, but not to skinny >_>
Weight and Height:: 154lbs and 5'7"
Distinguishing marks (dimples, moles, scars, birthmarks, etc.):: He has a scar over his left eye and a huge scar that is diagonally over his chest.
+Favorites+
Favorite Colour(?):: Navy Blue
Least Favorite(?):: Erm, Pink
Favorite Genre of Music (?):: Erm, isnt this Feudal Japan?
Least Favorite (?):: >_>
Food:: Erm, Ramen >_<!
+Attitude+
Most at Ease When:: He is by himself.
Least At Ease When:: Erm, i dont know >_>
Priorities:: He has no Priorities.
Philosophies:: The faster you do one thing, the more time you have for the next thing.
How Do They Feel About Themselves (?):: Erm, ok...i guess...
Predominate Feature(s):: Erm, what?
+Personality+
Are They A Daredevil or Cautious(?):: Can be both >_>
Do They Act The Same Alone As With Other People(?):: Nope.
Drinks(?):: Somtimes.
How Much(?):: Erm, depends on if its a big occasion, or if its just a normal day.
Greatest Strength:: His swordsmanship skills.
Greatest Weakness:: Going up agaisnt someone better then him >_>
Biggest Vulnerability:: Being Alone.
+Background+
Where Was He/She From(?):: Tsukiko Town
Type Of Childhood:: Poor, Stick up for youself childhood.
First Memory:: Learning to fight with a katana.
Most Important Childhood That Effects Him/Her:: Killing his first person.
Education:: Poor education
Religion:: Erm...i dont know.
+Family+
Mother:: Abandoned him at the age of 5.
Relationship With Her:: None
Father:: Same with Mother.
Relationship With Him:: Same with mother.
Siblings:: Doesnt know if he has any.
Friends:: Only a select few.
Wife/Husband/Lover:: None yet.
Companions:: None.
+Casual Clothing+
Head:: N/A
Face:: N/A
Neck:: N.A
Torso:: He wears a black shirt under a sort of baggier black shirt.
Arms:: He wears black fingerless gloves.
Legs:: He wears black tight pants, but baggy enough to move around quickly enough.
Feet:: Normal black boots.
Picture: Erm, Gonna Get One Soon.
+Role Play Example+
It was a bright and sunny day out, and the people around town where running around, without a care in the world. The people cheering, yelling, fighting, and a lot more of stuff going on. It was like there was a big celebration going on, but there wasn’t, everyone just wanted to have a good time with each other. But its not like they where the only ones having fun today. There was one person, in an alleyway, getting ready to take in a thief that stole something from him.
He just stood there, starring at the thief with his dark blue eyes. He was waiting for him to give him back his money pouch. He slowly took out his gun and had it pointed at the thief. “Give me my stuff back.” He said, in a sort of gruff deep voice. He really didn’t want to kill him, but if he had too, he would. He took a step forward, getting ready to tackle him or something. He then saw the thief take off up some stairs.
“Dammit.” He said, as he started to run after the thief up the stairs. He busted in some of the doors that the thief had closed on him, and then shoot at the thief, hoping to take him down. He shoot his leg, and heard a scream, and a thud on the ground. He walked over to him and looked down. “Don’t ever steal from me, Ryu Sadow, again.” He said, as he grabbed his money pouch.
