GubGar@KatherinWinter Does that mean accepted? Also, how do you want me to introduce Andrew when you do accept me?
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@KatherinWinter I have already made my character, and on the surface level, there is an irony that a person who sold drugs is now the breed known for being a drug-dog. On a deeper, darker level, well it isn't really ironic, but there is another comparison between his human form and the idea he is now part-dog.
@KatherinWinter I will take that as a challenge.
Also, I have a mentioned I have a very grim sense of irony?
Also, I have a mentioned I have a very grim sense of irony?
Real name: Andrew Arbor
Code name: K10
Age: 17
Skills: Running, Drug Expertise
Appearance: Andrew is somewhat tall, and slender. He is not muscled, and his body shows some signs of past starvation, though they seem faint and distant now, similarly, his body is covered in scars and bruises that are just now given the time to heal over, but still have let to vanish. His hair is a dark, dirty blonde that is very roughly cut but short, not even reaching down to his neck, yet still covering his ears slightly. His eyes are a dark blue, and seem to always dart around. When given a choice, he usually wears a t-shirt of a single, solid color, though which color doesn't matter to him, and a pair of blue jeans.
Crime: Selling drugs, two accounts attempted murder, resisting arrest.
Animal: German Shepherd
Bio: He was raised by two, poor, horrible excuses of people. He and his younger brother was forced to sell drugs in order to make their family income, while also be subject to every form of abuse in the book, though Andrew intentionally tried to take the brunt of it. He didn't do anything of the drugs he peddled with the exception of smoking cigarettes, mostly because he seen what happened to people he did sell death to.After his brother's death due to the risks of the trade, he snapped and tried to kill both of his parents. The police had to drag him away from them. He signed up for the experiment do to the thought he could pave the way for an end of the drug trade, and missing that, he had nothing else to live for anyways.
Code name: K10
Age: 17
Skills: Running, Drug Expertise
Appearance: Andrew is somewhat tall, and slender. He is not muscled, and his body shows some signs of past starvation, though they seem faint and distant now, similarly, his body is covered in scars and bruises that are just now given the time to heal over, but still have let to vanish. His hair is a dark, dirty blonde that is very roughly cut but short, not even reaching down to his neck, yet still covering his ears slightly. His eyes are a dark blue, and seem to always dart around. When given a choice, he usually wears a t-shirt of a single, solid color, though which color doesn't matter to him, and a pair of blue jeans.
Crime: Selling drugs, two accounts attempted murder, resisting arrest.
Animal: German Shepherd
Bio: He was raised by two, poor, horrible excuses of people. He and his younger brother was forced to sell drugs in order to make their family income, while also be subject to every form of abuse in the book, though Andrew intentionally tried to take the brunt of it. He didn't do anything of the drugs he peddled with the exception of smoking cigarettes, mostly because he seen what happened to people he did sell death to.After his brother's death due to the risks of the trade, he snapped and tried to kill both of his parents. The police had to drag him away from them. He signed up for the experiment do to the thought he could pave the way for an end of the drug trade, and missing that, he had nothing else to live for anyways.
@KatherinWinter One last thing, I am working on the CS right now. Are pictures required? I am really bad about finding pictures, I usually used text-based descriptions.
Also, I should just mention, I am probably going to be gone for most of tomorrow, visiting someone.
Also, I should just mention, I am probably going to be gone for most of tomorrow, visiting someone.
@KatherinWinter Also, I really have not been active here since the guildfall and this new fangled character tab confuses me, do I put my character sheet there immediately, or do I put it somewhere else until it is approved and move it there?
Are you still accepting, I have an idea for a character that is spliced with a dog that is specialized in chemical/bombing identification and locating.
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Two men approached the castle at which the coronation was to take place. Both had golden blonde hair, despite one appearing to be reaching his late forties. The other was in his twenties. Both wore clothes that seemed to be completely normal.
The younger one spoke up, "I sense him in there. He is pretty unmistakable. I am telling you, something is unnatural about that kid, and I don't mean the normal kind of unnatural. It feels like his skin is.. alive. He also seems to be down for some reason, looks like he tired. I didn't know that was possible for him." The other one responded, "I don't need you to comment about what it looks like to you, that is the scientist jobs. And you dolt, all are skins are alive. It is good you informed me, and more importantly that he is, down and tired. This would a lot difficult if he wasn't. But please keep your comments to yourself. Sometimes I wish I could kill you." To this the younger one just grinned.
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Fenrir had pass out for who knows how long, he couldn't count the seconds. When he woke up he seen a person he would really prefer to forget. "Not you. Just live me alone before I eat you." he snarled. The young man who is made of lightning jumped a bit before calming. "In your state, you're not in a good demanding position. Don't worry, you apparently felt the need to take a beauty sleep before I woke you, I will let you get back to that." he reached down an touched Fenrir neck and overloaded with electrical impulses. From his pocket he pulled out a needle and jabbed into Fenrir and he went right to sleep.
The electrical man arms rapped around Fenrir, and carried him off back to the other man. "Gotta'hm" he muttered, dropping him and changing back to normal on the exterior of the castle.
The younger one spoke up, "I sense him in there. He is pretty unmistakable. I am telling you, something is unnatural about that kid, and I don't mean the normal kind of unnatural. It feels like his skin is.. alive. He also seems to be down for some reason, looks like he tired. I didn't know that was possible for him." The other one responded, "I don't need you to comment about what it looks like to you, that is the scientist jobs. And you dolt, all are skins are alive. It is good you informed me, and more importantly that he is, down and tired. This would a lot difficult if he wasn't. But please keep your comments to yourself. Sometimes I wish I could kill you." To this the younger one just grinned.
The younger seemingly vanished, a lightning bolt taking his place. More accurately, his body seemed to transform into a network or interconnecting beams of energy. With great speed, as though lightning was reversed from the ground, he headed towards Fenrir. He passed seemingly through the wall, before blasting it so he could care out Fenrir, only to realize that there was already a hole there. "I meant to do that." he muttered.
Fenrir had pass out for who knows how long, he couldn't count the seconds. When he woke up he seen a person he would really prefer to forget. "Not you. Just live me alone before I eat you." he snarled. The young man who is made of lightning jumped a bit before calming. "In your state, you're not in a good demanding position. Don't worry, you apparently felt the need to take a beauty sleep before I woke you, I will let you get back to that." he reached down an touched Fenrir neck and overloaded with electrical impulses. From his pocket he pulled out a needle and jabbed into Fenrir and he went right to sleep.
The electrical man arms rapped around Fenrir, and carried him off back to the other man. "Gotta'hm" he muttered, dropping him and changing back to normal on the exterior of the castle.
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