Emoteen

Life on the streets

I don't get upset easy, and I can't make any promises for the cursing, but I won't do it too often.

Life on the streets

Name:
Tat Stubbe
Age:
17
Skills:
Hack Man And Hook Up. He Can Hack Into Almost Anything, And If You Need Something, He Can Get His Hands On It. He's Also Amazing At Climbing And Such, A Natural Free runner.
Apparance:

*just a note, he does have two different colored eyes, one blue and one red.
Personality:
Tat Likes To Think he's a pretty cool guy, he's seen it all so he isn't easily shocked by much. He isn't overly aggressive, but he isn't one to back down from a fight he has a chance of winning. He uses his head, and can often be found sassing off or being sarcastic.
Backstory:
Tat Grew Up In A Gang Area, A Lot Of Mobs Fighting For Turf, Especially His Family's Turf. He Knew From A Young Age That He Was Gonna End Up Dead, on the streets, or kissing a dons ass, so he wised up. He knew technology was expanding, so he figured out coding and the likes, then he progressed into hacking. He's been busting into ATMs since he was 14. He Knows How To Talk To Certain People, And As A Pretty Good Character Judge He Knows who to talk to for what. He can get his hands on ANYTHING, foreign or local.

Orphange for the Unusual

I'm just gonna hop off, obviously I'm not y'all muthafucka's favorite muthafucka so I apologize for that and shit

Sorry if I hurt a muthafuckas feelins an all

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He Yells At The Voice
"Shit Mothafucka, Sorry!"

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He Called Loudly Down The Hallways
"Hello? Where The Hell Are You Muthafuckas?"

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"Am I in the right muthafuckin place?"
He Murmurs To Himself

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Could We Hurry This Posting The Fuck Up ? It's Embarrassing How Slow It's Going.

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Tat
His Eyes Wandered The Exquisite Decorations With A Soft Smile, Looking Into One Of The Large Mirrors And Smiling At The Clown Faced Reflection. He Loved His Black And White Makeup, It Reminded Him Of Home, Before Those Fucking Co...
He Shook The Thought From His Mind And Took Another Drink As He Wandered Aimlessly Towards The Voices, Smiling Softly As He Often Does
"Where Are All These Muthafuckas?"
He Asks Himself

Orphange for the Unusual

Tat
He Steps Into His New Home Taking A Long Swig From His Flask And Coughing Softly, He Followed The Sound Of Voices, Adjusting His Guitar Strap. He Only Had The Clothes On His Back, A Guitar, And Several Flasks On Him.

Orphange for the Unusual

"When Triggered"
He Drinks Too Often To Get Triggered