So for some odd reason you want to read a summary of the git you see the said summary of before you... Well aren't you bored if that's the case?
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes: Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it. End of Notes
That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
Aye that can be granted, for the price of the fact that you lose the ability to reason and speak any language apart from the a non-existent version of Venezuelan! Don't know why but I've got my mind fixated on that place as somewhere strange.
I wish to become absolute dictator of everything known and unknown.
Please say you've at least heard of HP Lovecraft Wade... I won't use the mention because I want the title for as long as possible and I'm an utter git.
Appearance: A frail and thin old man, his body worn and tired in a grey and red striped suit almost as worn and faded as it's wearer. Hamish is almost bone thin and six foot tall, he curves above smaller people like a tree. The old man has amazingly a full head of mostly brown hair with trails of grey, but he is as wrinkly and as old as his age would suggest, he has no beard, no birthmarks or scars except for his left eye being a much lighter blue to his right eye, a dark navy blue.
Bio: A man born in Britain was brought up in horrible strife, his father dying three years after old Hamish was born he lost his mother soon after to starvation, being swiftly sent to his American Uncle the majority of his life was spent learning about the Black market, getting as involved as his uncle. After dealing on both markets in antique weaponry and armours until he was sixty he arranged to buy a collection of Revolutionary swords. The deal was cut short when Mister Washington was seen by the rather small-time black market dealers and decided to scarper, scared of what Big Zeke did to their friends the Harvey brothers. The frail old man decided to complain to the enforcer about scaring off fellow tradesmen taking their goods away. Whatever happened in that conversation gave the constantly travelling salesman a permanent home in Block 66, where he works with Meyumi when dealing with finances and the black market trading, although he tries as much as he can to spend a small amount of the finances on antiques to decorate more then just his apartment without... Let us say gathering too much pollen from the Rose.
Personality: You will see eventually.
Other: Hamish despises all forms of pest, from rodents to insects he will kill any he sees unless it's a pet kept on a short leash. He tends to read books he can buy cheaply on the black market. His apartment in the block contains many different forms of antiques, including a floor to roof drawer full of different daggers and small knives from different periods in history, the oldest he managed to collect is a Roman short-sword which he keeps in a specially modified drawer along with an Egyptian knife and a Viking knife forged from a Monastery's holy cross. The elderly man relies on persuasion but is no stranger to intimidation with his many knives. Hamish is strong enough to wield a sword but not a gun, the recoil of an average pistol nearly broke his arm when offered one. Hamish tries to advise Donnie on how to be presentable without being too annoying, however to no avail. Mister Connors is an extremely avid lover of history, especially the wars.
So for some odd reason you want to read a summary of the git you see the said summary of before you... Well aren't you bored if that's the case?
Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.
Notes:
Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.
I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.
I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.
During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most.
I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.
End of Notes
That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So for some odd reason you want to read a summary of the git you see the said summary of before you... Well aren't you bored if that's the case? <br><br>Orlan, the name itself was an odd little thing I came up with in a dispute with a Dutchman based on the place in France; Orleans. Just take the e and the s out and you've got Orlan... The name I use. Never actually visited the place bizarrely enough. That Dutchman was later caught robbing the bank I had just closed down my old and empty account in, even said hello to the unlucky git on the way out.<br><br>Notes:<br>Do not bother me with Anime, manga or whatever else fits in that group, not a big fan of the art styles. Just give me traditional artwork and I'll be happy.<br><br>I quite like science fiction, especially star wars because I met David Prowse, poor bloke signed his name as Prowsf on the signed picture I have... He was the last person I expected at that flower show.<br><br>I tend to make up little tales and stories, which some people find to be true for some strange reason because of how well I lie according to a few friends and colleagues, the Dutchman Bank tale about the name is actually true, so is the David Prowse autograph event as well, met him in a local town's flower show at the beginning of the reasonably large event.<br><br>During my childhood I went on forty holidays, seven of them going to Paris... and I honestly cannot tell you the exact number of how many of them I've been on across Europe... A lot of them to see art and history museums because I cannot help loving the world's beauty in an odd way to most. <br><br>I have this strange instinct not to trust or listen to anyone who has tattoos, my own brother's an exception on the listening half, I dissaprove of such things naturally, and nothing has managed to change my views or opinion on it.<br>End of Notes<br><br>That's all you're getting, can't be arsed to fail at describing myself accurately and I have nothing else to share... Off you go now and do something more interesting, find intreaguing people, after all it is your important time I am wasting, drivelling on about my holidays and my improvisations which are almost identical to the truth at times.</div>
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