Well this was going to be... Fun. Nathaniel had spent the last few hours trying to navigate the decks and create a mental map of all the things that he might need to use or work with. This proved difficult to say the least especially since Nate had been lost in the lower deck most of the time. It was hard to navigate and locate necessary items all at once in this unfamiliar ship. One of the things that he used as reference points were blood stains on the walls and pipes. Nathaniel tried to keep his distance from most of the crew, he knew little about what dangers they'd face. If the remains of the past crew were any indicator it could get pretty gruesome and the last thing he'd need is someone he cared about dieing. He knew eventually he'd get attached but the inevitable could be delayed for at least a little bit.
After he got himself situated he just let his legs carry him around the ship and thought. He couldn't wait until he got enough money so he could quit this job and get back to the rebellion. He didn't know the crew very well. The members he did know seemed off, to say the least. However this was solely a lone operation in his mind, he just had to get the job done. The ship was in pretty great condition compared to the ships he was used to working on. The best part about it was there was so much to climb on down in the lower deck, it was a metal paradise. He could hop about and swing around corners, he could let loose and blow off some steam down there. He doubted he'd sleep in his actual cabin, all Nate needed was a nice pipe to lay on.
Nevertheless he still went back to his room to relax, he had dropped his stuff off earlier and through his clothes and sheets on the bed. When he entered everything seemed to be in order. His bed wasn't made but this place seemed pretty spotless, almost clean. Nate began to make his bed and shift things around in the room. It was just the right size for him, all it needed was a hammock. But who was he kidding this wasn't a vacation this was work, all he needed was a cot like they had in the rebel barracks. However this mattress was softer had less broken pieces, and the sheets from rebel camp made him feel right at home. Then a ding sounded from his desk drawer, it was time for the meeting.
Nate found the mess hall with no trouble at all, he quickly entered and promptly took his seat. The mess hall was set up like one of his group therapy rooms, he sat with his feet tucked up onto his seat. He watched Jane as she entered, he could feel the confidence and he was sure the others did too. Her speech was right to the point, he liked that. However he didn't need her to "have his back" he was far from helpless. She would make a fine leader however personality wise they would most likely butt heads. That's when Eckhart came in, he liked Eckhart immediately. The man had charisma, and a very free attitude. What was that he said about dieing? He'd catch him later about it, since the man seemed to be working at FTL pace. Nate decided he'd rather not engage in any conversation with his colleagues and would let them come to him.
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Name: Nathaniel Habilis Plean
Alias: Nate, Napoleon, Handyman, Habilis
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Race: Apex
The Apex were close to human in appearance until a breakthrough in research, in accelerated evolution led to the creation of the “Vestigi-Evo Process” (VEP). The VEP allowed the Apex to trade physical devolution for intellectual evolution. Apex are mammals similar both to humans and the "great apes" commonly found on Earth. Before the introduction of the VEP, it is likely they resembled humans even more closely than they currently do, with the "devolution" effect of the VEP causing their more ape-like features (I.E. greater body hair, monochromatic eyes).
Apex society seems to be based around a technocratic totalitarian regime which prioritises the advancement of their species through a highly scientific governmentality. It appears that this regime has held power since before the Apex began experimenting with VEP, which is the primary reason the species was so quickly and so uniformly altered by the process.
At the center of this power structure is the Ministry of Scientific Progression (Miniknog). The main drive of Miniknog is to ensure the ever-escalating socio-scientific development of the race, evolving to become ever more intelligent and technologically advanced. This motivation can be seen both in the systematic efficiency of the species-wide implementation of VEP over only a few short generations, as well as in the technology and architecture of Apex star vessels and planetside facilities, all of which share a uniform ultramodern design which is both highly utilitarian and futuristic.
Apex recorded history only extends backwards a few hundred years, earlier records apparently having been deliberately destroyed by the regime in order to deracinate modern Apex society from any sense of loyalty to or investment in their presumably premodern ancestors.
Distinguishing features of the species include their body hair, absent mostly on their faces, palms and likely the bottoms of their feet and stomachs. They have large ears and distinguished facial hair (often females will also have facial hair), and particularly monochromatic eyes, taking on a glossy black color.
Appearance:
Position:Engineer
Personality: Rebellious at heart Nathaniel always been against the Miniknog and everything they stood for. He believes strongly in freedom and individuality. He speaks many different languages as most Apex are taught to from a young age. Though he is very intelligent he is headstrong and this impairs his judgement. Stubborn to the ways he was taught and overconfident in the capabilities of his species. Not quick to anger the only thing that will spark a fire in him is support for the Miniknog. Logical at most times but in times of battle or war he loses his sense of morality. (This is a side effect of VEP.) Nathaniel is trustworthy and honest he will always do right by people he considers his friends. He is sensitive to comments about his parents and the conditions of birth (the rape).He doesn't want to work this job but funding for the rebellion is a bit short right now and... Desperate times desperate measures right?
Biography: Born on a rebel soldier transport Nathaniel has been stuck in the action since birth, his father was a Miniknog soldier and his mother was a rebel field technician. He was a child of war his mother being raped by his father, this played a huge factor all throughout his life. Nate was assigned a role as soon as he was born, as are all Apex's and yes this tradition carried into the rebel lifestyle. His role was to be a mechanic, hence the middlename of "Habilis" (meaning handy). But the rebel effort was never wealthy in anything and Nathaniel was always repairing junk warships and scrap heaps. From the time he was of age he was being trained to be an in-field mechanic, which meant he gave a lot of temporary tune-ups. The war raged on and on and the rebels were growing weaker and weaker, the sheer force of the Miniknog could not be matched. Eventually the rebel HQ was surrendered and the Miniknog started a genocide of all the remaining rebels. If any one knew where a rebel Apex was and didn't report it to the Miniknog the penalty is execution. The rebel leaders and the majority of the rebellion has disbanded but the few remaining rebels are working in secret. Launching small terrorist attacks trying to disrupt the Miniknog regime, however the effort is expensive and that forced all of the rebels into holding down actual jobs. Nathaniel just so happened as to pick up this "sweet" job, in which he can use his Habilis talent.
Catchphrase: Well I'll be a miniknog's uncle...
Miscellaneous: Enjoys eating bananas, His favorite food is bone marrow (any kind), is a swinger in both senses of the word, absolutely hates being called a monkey
Name: Nathaniel Habilis Plean
Alias: Nate, Napoleon, Handyman, Habilis
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Race: Apex
The Apex were close to human in appearance until a breakthrough in research, in accelerated evolution led to the creation of the “Vestigi-Evo Process” (VEP). The VEP allowed the Apex to trade physical devolution for intellectual evolution. Apex are mammals similar both to humans and the "great apes" commonly found on Earth. Before the introduction of the VEP, it is likely they resembled humans even more closely than they currently do, with the "devolution" effect of the VEP causing their more ape-like features (I.E. greater body hair, monochromatic eyes).
Apex society seems to be based around a technocratic totalitarian regime which prioritises the advancement of their species through a highly scientific governmentality. It appears that this regime has held power since before the Apex began experimenting with VEP, which is the primary reason the species was so quickly and so uniformly altered by the process.
At the center of this power structure is the Ministry of Scientific Progression (Miniknog). The main drive of Miniknog is to ensure the ever-escalating socio-scientific development of the race, evolving to become ever more intelligent and technologically advanced. This motivation can be seen both in the systematic efficiency of the species-wide implementation of VEP over only a few short generations, as well as in the technology and architecture of Apex star vessels and planetside facilities, all of which share a uniform ultramodern design which is both highly utilitarian and futuristic.
Apex recorded history only extends backwards a few hundred years, earlier records apparently having been deliberately destroyed by the regime in order to deracinate modern Apex society from any sense of loyalty to or investment in their presumably premodern ancestors.
Distinguishing features of the species include their body hair, absent mostly on their faces, palms and likely the bottoms of their feet and stomachs. They have large ears and distinguished facial hair (often females will also have facial hair), and particularly monochromatic eyes, taking on a glossy black color.
Appearance:
Position:Engineer
Personality: Rebellious at heart Nathaniel always been against the Miniknog and everything they stood for. He believes strongly in freedom and individuality. He speaks many different languages as most Apex are taught to from a young age. Though he is very intelligent he is headstrong and this impairs his judgement. Stubborn to the ways he was taught and overconfident in the capabilities of his species. Not quick to anger the only thing that will spark a fire in him is support for the Miniknog. Logical at most times but in times of battle or war he loses his sense of morality. (This is a side effect of VEP.) Nathaniel is trustworthy and honest he will always do right by people he considers his friends. He is sensitive to comments about his parents and the conditions of birth (the rape).He doesn't want to work this job but funding for the rebellion is a bit short right now and... Desperate times desperate measures right?
Biography: Born on a rebel soldier transport Nathaniel has been stuck in the action since birth, his father was a Miniknog soldier and his mother was a rebel field technician. He was a child of war his mother being raped by his father, this played a huge factor all throughout his life. Nate was assigned a role as soon as he was born, as are all Apex's and yes this tradition carried into the rebel lifestyle. His role was to be a mechanic, hence the middlename of "Habilis" (meaning handy). But the rebel effort was never wealthy in anything and Nathaniel was always repairing junk warships and scrap heaps. From the time he was of age he was being trained to be an in-field mechanic, which meant he gave a lot of temporary tune-ups. The war raged on and on and the rebels were growing weaker and weaker, the sheer force of the Miniknog could not be matched. Eventually the rebel HQ was surrendered and the Miniknog started a genocide of all the remaining rebels. If any one knew where a rebel Apex was and didn't report it to the Miniknog the penalty is execution. The rebel leaders and the majority of the rebellion has disbanded but the few remaining rebels are working in secret. Launching small terrorist attacks trying to disrupt the Miniknog regime, however the effort is expensive and that forced all of the rebels into holding down actual jobs. Nathaniel just so happened as to pick up this "sweet" job, in which he can use his Habilis talent.
Catchphrase: Well I'll be a miniknog's uncle...
Miscellaneous: Enjoys eating bananas, His favorite food is bone marrow (any kind), is a swinger in both senses of the word, absolutely hates being called a monkey
Waking up bright and early, that's usually the exact opposite of what Charlie does but today was different. He woke up way too early in the wrong place, he had performed last night and apparently passed out in his car in the parking lot. He woke up to the sound of a car alarm and checked the clock 4:30, though it was early he took a swig of the Red Bull that had been sitting in his cupholder. He waited for the sudden awakening and once it hit he started his beat up car. The radio came alive and played Overkill. Drumming on the steering wheel charlie drove home singing along with Colin Hayes. When he pulled into his driveway it was 5:30 and he had finished his Red Bull. He stumbled into his dump of an apartment and fell onto his couch. Quickly before passing out he set an alarm for 8:30 on his phone. He yawned and rolled off of the broken spring in the couch his eyes shut and he was out cold.
Charlie woke up to the sound of his phone ringing, he picked up his phone and saw it was 9:30. He had slept right through the alarm he set and not one to trust his agent called him. He was just too late to answer but didn't bother calling back and just sent a text to his colleague. "I'm up don't worry." He threw his phone onto the other end of the couch and got in the shower. 15 minutes later he got out with the mirror steamed up.He then while wiping himself off with a towel he went to his bedroom and got dressed. His semi-formal attire consisted of khakis, a button down shirt not buttoned, a white undershirt and his favorite sneakers. He had to get across town but didn't want to be early so he made himself a bagel and eggs. It was 10:15 when he decided to leave and he stopped for coffee on the way, he needed a little pick me up. He got across town by 10:45 and checked himself in the rear-view mirror of his car. Once he was sure he had no blemishes he walked up to where he needed to be and opened the door. He was immediately starstruck, he couldn't believe how many big names were on this project. He had seen the names on paper before but seeing everybody in person was completely different. He tried not to get too giddy and kept his head down as he grabbed a script and took his seat.
Charlie woke up to the sound of his phone ringing, he picked up his phone and saw it was 9:30. He had slept right through the alarm he set and not one to trust his agent called him. He was just too late to answer but didn't bother calling back and just sent a text to his colleague. "I'm up don't worry." He threw his phone onto the other end of the couch and got in the shower. 15 minutes later he got out with the mirror steamed up.He then while wiping himself off with a towel he went to his bedroom and got dressed. His semi-formal attire consisted of khakis, a button down shirt not buttoned, a white undershirt and his favorite sneakers. He had to get across town but didn't want to be early so he made himself a bagel and eggs. It was 10:15 when he decided to leave and he stopped for coffee on the way, he needed a little pick me up. He got across town by 10:45 and checked himself in the rear-view mirror of his car. Once he was sure he had no blemishes he walked up to where he needed to be and opened the door. He was immediately starstruck, he couldn't believe how many big names were on this project. He had seen the names on paper before but seeing everybody in person was completely different. He tried not to get too giddy and kept his head down as he grabbed a script and took his seat.
Just posted, I hope I didn't step on any toes. If I did feel free to message me and I will adjust my stuff accordingly.
Hey here is my chara. Let me know if it needs any fixes! :)
Name: Charlie Axland
Username: DreadPirate
Age: 29
Appearance:
Home Land: Yid
Personality: A rebel at heart Charlie tends to do things in a rather unorthodox way. His military background is something he is proud of but not willing to boast about. He was taught to be humble and not let arrogance cloud his mind. He is a usually cool and collected individual even in times of strife, though he is prone to arguing with others. Not one to fight fair he prefers a stealthy method of attack and using whatever he can to his advantage. He is a generally friendly person though more of an introvert and not one to start conversations.
Back story: His mother was his father's maid and his father was an acclaimed soldier Charlie was born into wealth. Never a day went by when they didn't have what they needed and this really allowed Charlie to explore the town. With the money he had he could do whatever he wanted and go wherever he wanted. However his parents didn't allow this kind of freedom and from a very young age he started sneaking out at night and exploring. He loved the thrill of sneaking around and possibly getting caught. This continued until he was of age for the army and he was enrolled immediately. Now no longer able to explore or adventure he was forced to play by the rules and train. He wasn't the greatest soldier but he was above average. However as soon as he was put in the field he realized what horrible thing he was apart of. This wasn't what he was meant for this was oppression and far from right. He deserted immediately and began working as a mercenary/assassin just trying to make his way in the slums he lives in.
Weapon of Skill: A longbow that was military issue, it has since been whittled and modified to Charlie's needs. (The bow is named Scarlet.) His arrows are handmade and always the finest quality, he has specialized arrows to match any opponent in combat.
Magic: None, he knows a few card tricks though.
Equipment: His custom bow,quiver and arrows. He wears a thick set of wool clothing that camouflages him in forested areas. Other than a small dagger, a flask with his initials engraved on it and some playing cards he carries nothing worth mentioning.
Pact Beast: Charlie's soul is not shared with anyone.
Name: Charlie Axland
Username: DreadPirate
Age: 29
Appearance:
Home Land: Yid
Personality: A rebel at heart Charlie tends to do things in a rather unorthodox way. His military background is something he is proud of but not willing to boast about. He was taught to be humble and not let arrogance cloud his mind. He is a usually cool and collected individual even in times of strife, though he is prone to arguing with others. Not one to fight fair he prefers a stealthy method of attack and using whatever he can to his advantage. He is a generally friendly person though more of an introvert and not one to start conversations.
Back story: His mother was his father's maid and his father was an acclaimed soldier Charlie was born into wealth. Never a day went by when they didn't have what they needed and this really allowed Charlie to explore the town. With the money he had he could do whatever he wanted and go wherever he wanted. However his parents didn't allow this kind of freedom and from a very young age he started sneaking out at night and exploring. He loved the thrill of sneaking around and possibly getting caught. This continued until he was of age for the army and he was enrolled immediately. Now no longer able to explore or adventure he was forced to play by the rules and train. He wasn't the greatest soldier but he was above average. However as soon as he was put in the field he realized what horrible thing he was apart of. This wasn't what he was meant for this was oppression and far from right. He deserted immediately and began working as a mercenary/assassin just trying to make his way in the slums he lives in.
Weapon of Skill: A longbow that was military issue, it has since been whittled and modified to Charlie's needs. (The bow is named Scarlet.) His arrows are handmade and always the finest quality, he has specialized arrows to match any opponent in combat.
Magic: None, he knows a few card tricks though.
Equipment: His custom bow,quiver and arrows. He wears a thick set of wool clothing that camouflages him in forested areas. Other than a small dagger, a flask with his initials engraved on it and some playing cards he carries nothing worth mentioning.
Pact Beast: Charlie's soul is not shared with anyone.
Hi everybody! Here is my chara! Your thoughts are much appreciated!
Name:Charlie Wayne Esgar
Gender:Male
Age:29
Position:Actor
Appearance:
He stands at 5'11" and weighs roughly 185 lbs. He isn't a twig but he is skinny and lanky which adds to his comedic factor. His smile is wide and caring with a strong chin to compliment it. Shaggy hair that is always combed back and occasionally spiked up. He wears a 5 O'clock shadow and a large nose. Usually he wears whatever is comfortable, this tends to mean jeans, an old pair of sneakers, a T-shirt and zip-up hoodie. Occasionally he can be found wearing a baseball cap.
Personality: Immature, Clever, Witty, Goofy, Annoying. These are all words that people use to describe Charlie. He has a certain stance that is passive and caring. This usually leads to him being a doormat and punching bag for any angry person in his vicinity. He prefers to just take the abuse, he considers himself quite the pacifist. Very open to change he is nobody to put his foot down, though his status he considers himself an everyman. Very giving, if you need a few dollars for something or have no money for lunch consider him your guy. If your stapler runs out of staples just let him know and he will pick up enough staples for the whole studio the next time he goes shopping.
He likes to wear this character people seem to like, he talks in an over-confident voice. Acts like he is smarter than the average-joe he is and pretends he knows better. This is more of a defense mechanism than anything, it's to deter any attacks on his self-esteem. He is a very fragile person when it comes to repetitive attacks on him. The cocky-showboat character only appears on occasion when he's in the mood to get a few laughs. Not a stranger to drugs he has done his fair share but feels they are only a once in a blue-moon thing. He is the worst at comebacks when the person actually means the insult and is overly-passive.
History:Born in a not-so small town in Ohio, Charlie had a middle class upbringing. His father worked in a mill and his mother was a teacher, nothing seemed to stick out about Charlie or his upbringing. The only difference between his family and every other family in his county was the over-generosity of his parents. His father loved to give gifts and his mother loved doing work in the community. They would always put aside a large amount of money each year for a christmas party, everybody of every backround was invited and fed. Charlie's grandparents had started this tradition of giving and it carried through the family. Charlie learned a smile is the best thing you can give someone. The happiness in the air during those parties was great, never a dull or sad moment. However Charlie's family was still middle-class, and he received one and only one small gift each christmas. "To give is better than to receive" was a common thing said in the Esgar household.
Charlie dedicated himself from an early age to giving joy and by high-school he had a system developed. He would listen to and watch as many comedians as he could and filter the bad jokes and tell them directly to his friends. He would indulge himself in the world of comedy, and by doing this he soon became a class-clown. He was more a rip-off artist than anything but he was still getting laughs. Then in high-school he experienced his first real heartbreak. He had been turned down times a many before and every year a girl said no to him. This girl was different, she meant more than anything to him and she ended up using him. He was planning his future with her and assumed it would last more than the four years it did. The false hope she had created had almost put Charlie into a ecstasy of joy.The heartbreak sent him into a depressive spiral, he slept most of his time off and kept anything funny he thought of, in his head. Suddenly the school seemed to forget about him, he slipped back into the crowd and disappeared.
Though he loved the spotlight his low-self esteem attacked him constantly. He himself realized he had nothing funny to say that someone hadn't said before. He had spent his life in a shadow, and finally in college the pain was too much. His parents death hammered the final nail in his coffin. He was going to commit suicide. He wrote a note to his parents saying he was sorry and how he deserved nothing short of death. After googling how to tie a noose he bought a rope and followed the instructions. He tied the rope to the ceiling fan of his dumpy apartment and put George Carlin on the TV, this was how he wanted it to end. However when he kicked the chair out from under him Carlin said the punchline. He couldn't help but let out a laugh as he gagged and choked, a bliss hit him. It was the floor of his apartment. The ceiling fan had broke and laughing and coughing on the floor with a ceiling fan on his back he gained back hope.
His crave for the spotlight had drove him all the way from his community college in Ohio to Los Angeles. Knowing well that he had a very slim chance of making it. He joined an improv group, started writing his own material, and went to college for creative writing and acting. He performed from small slum bars to well known clubs such as The Improv. He killed it everywhere he went, finally gaining enough popularity he took his show on the road. Performing at college after college, club after club. Only to be discovered by one of the cast members of a show called SNL. This cast member relayed to Lorne Michaels and within two months Charlie was writing and playing a small part on the show. He became a featured cast member in just 1 short year. This lead to movie offers and other guest starring opportunities, he was put on the fast track to fame. He craves something new however, he would like to explore a more serious role and see how he fares on his acting chops alone.
Miscellaneous: Allergic to cats, Is intolerant of lactose intolerant people
Name:Charlie Wayne Esgar
Gender:Male
Age:29
Position:Actor
Appearance:
He stands at 5'11" and weighs roughly 185 lbs. He isn't a twig but he is skinny and lanky which adds to his comedic factor. His smile is wide and caring with a strong chin to compliment it. Shaggy hair that is always combed back and occasionally spiked up. He wears a 5 O'clock shadow and a large nose. Usually he wears whatever is comfortable, this tends to mean jeans, an old pair of sneakers, a T-shirt and zip-up hoodie. Occasionally he can be found wearing a baseball cap.
Personality: Immature, Clever, Witty, Goofy, Annoying. These are all words that people use to describe Charlie. He has a certain stance that is passive and caring. This usually leads to him being a doormat and punching bag for any angry person in his vicinity. He prefers to just take the abuse, he considers himself quite the pacifist. Very open to change he is nobody to put his foot down, though his status he considers himself an everyman. Very giving, if you need a few dollars for something or have no money for lunch consider him your guy. If your stapler runs out of staples just let him know and he will pick up enough staples for the whole studio the next time he goes shopping.
He likes to wear this character people seem to like, he talks in an over-confident voice. Acts like he is smarter than the average-joe he is and pretends he knows better. This is more of a defense mechanism than anything, it's to deter any attacks on his self-esteem. He is a very fragile person when it comes to repetitive attacks on him. The cocky-showboat character only appears on occasion when he's in the mood to get a few laughs. Not a stranger to drugs he has done his fair share but feels they are only a once in a blue-moon thing. He is the worst at comebacks when the person actually means the insult and is overly-passive.
History:Born in a not-so small town in Ohio, Charlie had a middle class upbringing. His father worked in a mill and his mother was a teacher, nothing seemed to stick out about Charlie or his upbringing. The only difference between his family and every other family in his county was the over-generosity of his parents. His father loved to give gifts and his mother loved doing work in the community. They would always put aside a large amount of money each year for a christmas party, everybody of every backround was invited and fed. Charlie's grandparents had started this tradition of giving and it carried through the family. Charlie learned a smile is the best thing you can give someone. The happiness in the air during those parties was great, never a dull or sad moment. However Charlie's family was still middle-class, and he received one and only one small gift each christmas. "To give is better than to receive" was a common thing said in the Esgar household.
Charlie dedicated himself from an early age to giving joy and by high-school he had a system developed. He would listen to and watch as many comedians as he could and filter the bad jokes and tell them directly to his friends. He would indulge himself in the world of comedy, and by doing this he soon became a class-clown. He was more a rip-off artist than anything but he was still getting laughs. Then in high-school he experienced his first real heartbreak. He had been turned down times a many before and every year a girl said no to him. This girl was different, she meant more than anything to him and she ended up using him. He was planning his future with her and assumed it would last more than the four years it did. The false hope she had created had almost put Charlie into a ecstasy of joy.The heartbreak sent him into a depressive spiral, he slept most of his time off and kept anything funny he thought of, in his head. Suddenly the school seemed to forget about him, he slipped back into the crowd and disappeared.
Though he loved the spotlight his low-self esteem attacked him constantly. He himself realized he had nothing funny to say that someone hadn't said before. He had spent his life in a shadow, and finally in college the pain was too much. His parents death hammered the final nail in his coffin. He was going to commit suicide. He wrote a note to his parents saying he was sorry and how he deserved nothing short of death. After googling how to tie a noose he bought a rope and followed the instructions. He tied the rope to the ceiling fan of his dumpy apartment and put George Carlin on the TV, this was how he wanted it to end. However when he kicked the chair out from under him Carlin said the punchline. He couldn't help but let out a laugh as he gagged and choked, a bliss hit him. It was the floor of his apartment. The ceiling fan had broke and laughing and coughing on the floor with a ceiling fan on his back he gained back hope.
His crave for the spotlight had drove him all the way from his community college in Ohio to Los Angeles. Knowing well that he had a very slim chance of making it. He joined an improv group, started writing his own material, and went to college for creative writing and acting. He performed from small slum bars to well known clubs such as The Improv. He killed it everywhere he went, finally gaining enough popularity he took his show on the road. Performing at college after college, club after club. Only to be discovered by one of the cast members of a show called SNL. This cast member relayed to Lorne Michaels and within two months Charlie was writing and playing a small part on the show. He became a featured cast member in just 1 short year. This lead to movie offers and other guest starring opportunities, he was put on the fast track to fame. He craves something new however, he would like to explore a more serious role and see how he fares on his acting chops alone.
Miscellaneous: Allergic to cats, Is intolerant of lactose intolerant people
A chara from me is on the way! :)
Hi I'm Dread and this is my character.Nice to meet you all
Name: Barney Peter Smith
Appearance:
Age:16
Grade: Sophomore
Social Class: Commoner
Social Class Explanation: An orphan his whole childhood Barney grew up in a family barely making enough to sustain the boys' home he lived in. He might've been considered low-class if it wasn't for his sudden inheritance.
Personality: Some would say Barney is a criminal, he figures himself more of an innovator. A pioneer to the world and he can convince about anyone he is in it for the greater good. This is because he truely believes he is a source of justice.
Though twisting the truth is another specialty of Barney's he has a way with words that many cant compare to. Though formal argueing was never his thing, Barney liked to speak his mind and not stick to a plan. The debate team tried to convince Barney to join many times but Barney would always use his heart too much. Though he made valid points he would fight the side of the arguement he believed was right, even if he was assigned the other.
However Barney does have a said kryptonite, being a man very led by his personal will. He tends to slack, doing the bare minimum. He believes learning is not by getting a brade but by actually gaining substance from his studies. Refusing to study and always procrastinating Barney tends to get by with just listening in class. However he is a typical rebel and loves to "update" the order. He will give the teacher a lesson and once he gets on a role it's hard to stop him.
History: Abandoned 2 days after birth Barney's family was the boys' home for as long as he could remember. He was a prom night mistake and was left on the front porch with a card that said Barney Peter on it.The home was owned by Terrance and Delilah Smith who had already been raising 20 boys. Barney grew up a poor life constantly fighting and getting picked on. All ages were housed and this meant alot of things, but mostly that he had to learn how to argue with someone half a decade older than you. As well as how to trick someone near half a century older.
School was nothing short of a breeze for Barney, though it did not appear that way. Barney's grades were nothing special, C average most of his years. He refused to try, in his mind there was always a way around a problem. This attitude lead into high school where he found that not having the money he so desired in his pocket was a problem. Getting a job was not the answer Barney accepted, there had to be another way. But he had to be smart with this major felony, he couldn't just pump out hundreds of bills he had to be smart. So he sold most of his valuables and bought and rented the materials he needed.
He didn't just go out and by things he bought things from friends and solo traders. He would buy things like drugs, guitars, alcohol, empty kegs, speaker systems. Anything he could get his hands on and then would sell the items back at a higher price this time gaining legitiment bills. The profit was huge mostly because he mainly ripped off small time drug dealers. Though he did dable in creating fake IDs he much more enjoyed the currnecy trade.Talking his way out of the princepals office one too many times Barney was facing getting a transfer from the boys home to another in a different county.
Though it wasn't a great habit Barney always put aside money for a lottery ticket. He probably bought 15 a month for a year. Then one day, barney won. He won big, he won the mega millions jackpot. Well actually the ticket was technically Terrance's but since Barney bought the ticket. Barney got the majority of the money spent on him. Terrance thought before Barney had to get transferred he'd send him away to a boarding school. The best he could find, so Barney packed up his things and was sent away.
Extracurricular Activities:None yet
Miscellaneous: Very open to pretty much any activity, still counterfeits to this day, loves paintball, is athletic but by no means a jock,knows how fight (dirty), loves to "gamble"
Name: Barney Peter Smith
Appearance:
Age:16
Grade: Sophomore
Social Class: Commoner
Social Class Explanation: An orphan his whole childhood Barney grew up in a family barely making enough to sustain the boys' home he lived in. He might've been considered low-class if it wasn't for his sudden inheritance.
Personality: Some would say Barney is a criminal, he figures himself more of an innovator. A pioneer to the world and he can convince about anyone he is in it for the greater good. This is because he truely believes he is a source of justice.
Though twisting the truth is another specialty of Barney's he has a way with words that many cant compare to. Though formal argueing was never his thing, Barney liked to speak his mind and not stick to a plan. The debate team tried to convince Barney to join many times but Barney would always use his heart too much. Though he made valid points he would fight the side of the arguement he believed was right, even if he was assigned the other.
However Barney does have a said kryptonite, being a man very led by his personal will. He tends to slack, doing the bare minimum. He believes learning is not by getting a brade but by actually gaining substance from his studies. Refusing to study and always procrastinating Barney tends to get by with just listening in class. However he is a typical rebel and loves to "update" the order. He will give the teacher a lesson and once he gets on a role it's hard to stop him.
History: Abandoned 2 days after birth Barney's family was the boys' home for as long as he could remember. He was a prom night mistake and was left on the front porch with a card that said Barney Peter on it.The home was owned by Terrance and Delilah Smith who had already been raising 20 boys. Barney grew up a poor life constantly fighting and getting picked on. All ages were housed and this meant alot of things, but mostly that he had to learn how to argue with someone half a decade older than you. As well as how to trick someone near half a century older.
School was nothing short of a breeze for Barney, though it did not appear that way. Barney's grades were nothing special, C average most of his years. He refused to try, in his mind there was always a way around a problem. This attitude lead into high school where he found that not having the money he so desired in his pocket was a problem. Getting a job was not the answer Barney accepted, there had to be another way. But he had to be smart with this major felony, he couldn't just pump out hundreds of bills he had to be smart. So he sold most of his valuables and bought and rented the materials he needed.
He didn't just go out and by things he bought things from friends and solo traders. He would buy things like drugs, guitars, alcohol, empty kegs, speaker systems. Anything he could get his hands on and then would sell the items back at a higher price this time gaining legitiment bills. The profit was huge mostly because he mainly ripped off small time drug dealers. Though he did dable in creating fake IDs he much more enjoyed the currnecy trade.Talking his way out of the princepals office one too many times Barney was facing getting a transfer from the boys home to another in a different county.
Though it wasn't a great habit Barney always put aside money for a lottery ticket. He probably bought 15 a month for a year. Then one day, barney won. He won big, he won the mega millions jackpot. Well actually the ticket was technically Terrance's but since Barney bought the ticket. Barney got the majority of the money spent on him. Terrance thought before Barney had to get transferred he'd send him away to a boarding school. The best he could find, so Barney packed up his things and was sent away.
Extracurricular Activities:None yet
Miscellaneous: Very open to pretty much any activity, still counterfeits to this day, loves paintball, is athletic but by no means a jock,knows how fight (dirty), loves to "gamble"
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