[OoC]Harvest Moon: The Dreams of Tomorrow {Reboot}

[Mercenary Lord]

Sounds good. I'll begin my Waiting Sequence 3.

[IntenseInsanity]

Oh my god, a thief. Such a great idea! It could work well with the detective too.

[Mercenary Lord]

Cat-and-mouse aaaaaall over the town. Maybe it could be light-hearted (like he doesn't really steal anything of importance, or always returns it, etc), or maybe he's a hardened criminal that the detective has been tracking for weeks. I vote #1, because I like light-hearted fun. Sometimes.

[IntenseInsanity]

Luisa would befriend a light-hearted thief in a heartbeat. I vote one as well if you do make a thief.

[heirofmind]

D'AAAAAAAAAW! Yuri is cute! At least her personality is classified as shy. In tale of two towns reina(who is more blunt thus appearing mean rather than shy) took the place of the shy girl. But grant it I like her better than sabrina from island of happiness.

[Zepherial]

Full Name
Luke Keith Roosevelt

Age
35

Birthday
Fall 28

Gender
Male

Physical Appearance
He is six foot five, a giant of a man. He has various scars, the most identified at the ones on the left side of his going up to his nose, almost to his eye. Each one of them has a story, ask him, because we don't have time for it here. He typically keeps a goatee and mustache. He has a pair of light brown eyes, and grey peppered black hair which he keeps long. He is obviously in pristine physical condition, and he has iron worker's tan. Every aspect of him shows that he is a man who works for a living. His hands have callous', are hard, and typically have black, burnt fingers (You're supposed to wear gloves, but you can't feel the metal that way). He has an interesting tattoo on his chest, it's either a z or a y, we don't really know. Nor does he. If you ask, he'll begrudgingly tell you he doesn't remember, he got it when he was drunk in France. Typically shirtless at all times, in a pair of denim pants and red wing boots.

Occupation
Blacksmith/Mine Owner

Likes
Working with his hand
Absinthe
Likes Silver
The Moon
Other things of monochromatic nature

Dislikes
Gold
Reading
Formal Attire
Imperfections in his work

History
He was very connected to his mother, who was an artisan at metal sculpting. His father was very insightful in where to get the metal because he owned the mine originally. Through his mother's constant doting and his father's constant support he became obsessive with his works, but one is eight and going alone in to the mine, it's not exactly a good idea. This is where the parents learned their son was without fear, because not only would he mine his own materials, he would work on them within the mine. At ten, his mother discovered the secret crevice where her son had been creating his masterpiece- an iron sculpture of David. Of course, at ten, there were still many imperfections, but this lead to further support in the young man's endeavors.
In his earlier teens, his father took him as an apprentice so he could learn the ins and outs of the practice. He superseded his school to the point he would miss days on end while certain materials needed to be harvested. This is where he would learn the uniqueness of his family's mine, where not only could the retrieve iron but magnesium, copper, and silver. And let's not forget quartz, but I figured that was a given.
In his early twenties, he went around the world with his mother, selling her craft, and perfecting his own- which was the agreement for letting him miss school. In doing so, he got to observe the many blacksmithing techniques of the world, pushing him from the artistic atributes and to the more practical applications of the practice. Though he still finds time to make small embroideries in his pick axes and swords- did I say swords? I meant shovels.
He returned home due to his father's illness. He apparently had gotten black lung and died soon after his return. But rather than mourn the man, he decided it would be better to run the family business, though his mother would not return out of grief. He has remained there to this day, though he often sends out his works to art shows, and you can still find his metal sculptures about.

Personality
A hardy man, he's been battered and bruised and keeps coming for more. He has his opinion and he'll let you know it. And most of the time your opinion is wrong. He will argue till he is blue in the face, and even if he knows he is wrong, he won't back down. Because like every other aspect of his life, he's gonna win.
He is protective of the weak. He cannot stand people to be taken advantage of. For anyone to try and stifle another person's creative, they will met with violence. Not one to go out of his way for a fight, but again, will never ever back down from one.
He tries to see the bright side, though, because "Jus' like a piece of raw iron, it may start out as this ugly, misshapen mineral, but a lil hard work and some elbow grease, you can make a beautiful kinda somethin' outta nuthin'."

Secrets
Likes Star Cow Milk
Loves the harp, is actually very good at it

Other
Anything not listed?

Potential Romantic Interest
Reinette or Collette

Post Example

*Zeph*

Growing more accustom to her unique problem, he no longer even bothers to get a better look. He just puts on his same worried smile and looks at her gesturing towards the man on the desk.

"Oh just me discovering we are all doomed....Needless to say, I am sorry in advance, this is going to get rocky fast. I don't know how they expect me to help out with all the colors of the rainbow in here, and the most monochromatic man leading it to its proverbial pot of gold"

His pointing turns into a pair of lifted hands in a *what can you do shrug* He sighs dramatically, His worried expression turns into one of shock as the slam of the teachers hand cuts off his next thought.

*Smith*

He sits up and slides his legs dangling from his desk, looking out at the bunch...."Tch, this sucks." He said out loud not caring who heard, pulling his ear buds out and placing his game on his desk. He slams his hand to get everyone's attention. In a Loud, clear, and true to its obvious military tone.

"Hello, I'm your Teacher, your Instructor, and your Ruler. I am not here to be your friend, I am not here to give a damn about your feelings, And most importantly I am not here because I want to be liked by you. I am here to teach you how to live in combat with Kishins, In combat with scholastic endeavors, and finally with your weapon."

He stand up off his desk, He straightens out his rather formal uniform, a slight military look about it.

"I expect three things from you. One I expect diligence, if you do not keep your work ethic up, I will discipline you. Two I expect the utmost Respect, If this does not occur, I will discipline you. Three You will treat your fellow Classmates with respect, Be them a witch, be them a weapon, If you cannot I will discipline you."

Crossing his arms, His posture clean and absolute, staring out at this waste of flesh....How did this happen....., The class sees his face almost sneer at them.

"If you ask me a stupid question, or do not understand something simple, You will receive a private lesson. You do not want my private lessons, it is in your best intrest, To ask a classmate at the end of my lectures. So help me death, if you dare speak louder than me, in a lecture, You will know why I am a death scythe."

He looks about before resting against the desk.

"Is this understood, Remember if you do not understand something simple, You will attend a private lesson."

*----*

Zepherial.

As this marine style reprimand began Zepherial's eyebrow twitched, being asked to help this man......As if my life was not troublesome enough.

With each word Smith spoke Zeph's smile continued to drop, if the frown he had could go any lower it would have fallen off his face.

"Rails! ARE YOU!"

A marker drilled Zepherial in the face stopping him mid sentence.

X----X

Smith looks at Zepherial with an eyebrow raised.

"Let me re-it-er-rate, IF YOU SPEAK LOUDER THAN ME YOU WILL BE DISCIPLINED."

He looks over the class somewhat tauntingly.

"I am glad we have REACHED AND UNDERSTANDING."

(Btw- I can match the style of what's going on in the roleplay)

[heirofmind]

I was just about to say something about how he seems old to like those two. Then I remembered harvest moon AWL and 64. The brother Patrick was it? Liked Murry but that never went anywhere. Then there was Greg and Elli(NO NOT ELLEN) and Elli was like um I say 20 while Greg actually said that he was in his thirties and he does marry and have a baby with elli

[IntenseInsanity]

So, that's Luisa's mentor, eh? Watta cool guy.

[Mercenary Lord]

Hm...as a thought, a thief character would probably need a place to stay. Any volunteers? You'd likely have either a detective or an investigator on your heels a lot of the time for harboring a pickpocket, but it would make things easier for me to get going.

Plus, you would get to have an extra helper around! sometimes

If there be no takerz, I'll just...give him a tent or something, provided that a thief is welcomed in dis RP.

EDIT: Wow, the average age of the town is really young, huh?

[IntenseInsanity]

I could take him in, no one suspects the sweet apprentice.