Name: Odie McCraken
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Extracurricular activities (if they have any): Football. Also belongs to the school's Tabletop Wargaming Club.
Personality: Odie can best be described as a walking mountain of earnest, good-hearted Christian naivety. He does his best to be a good person and to live by the rules, but, as he is the first one to admit, he isn't one of the brightest students in the school, and often his sense of morality enough to get him into trouble (He's the first to stand up against a bully, and usualy the first one to take a swing at them.) His rather nerdy taste in passtimes (aside from football and working at the gym) are also a departure from his appearance as the stereotypical 80s high school asshole jock; He freely admits to being a fan of fantasy and sci-fi books and tabletop RPGs. Otherwise he's a fairly normal, good kid, just trying to get through high school so he can get ready to make it in the real world.
Best friend: None as of yet (Probably to be filled out later.)
How they feel about being stuck in the school for one whole night with seven other students: He doesn't mind it all that much, since he doesn't need all that much to keep himself entertained. He figures he can get a good conversation or two going with the others, and if all else fails he can rely of that strength of his to get into the library...
Appearance: Odie looks for the most part like the definition of the "Asshole Jock"; A towering bull of a kid, 6'6", 260 lbs, with a moon-face that's usualy kept clean-shaven, even including a blonde crew cut. He's White (Irish/Swedish) with just the faintest hints of some Native American (Crow) ancestory in his features. His choice of clothes is fairly simple, most consisting of jeans, flannel plaid shirts, denim jackets, sturdy boots and either a cowboy hat or a cheap Redneck-style baseball cap (Hold-overs from his days in his native Texas.)
Reason why they were there after regular school hours: Football practice, and organizing the Wargaming Club's annual tournament.
Taste of music: He enjoys the classics of 70s-80s rock; Bob Seager, Billy Squire, Kenny Loggins, Bon Jovi and their ilk fill his iPod.
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Interested.
Ah. Can Carnus assist with the armory, then, seeing as he's The Big Guy so it seems? Also, David Bowie should totally still be alive. :)
Probably. Now all we need is the janitor and Idiot-proper, right?
Bah, sorry for the wait.
Name: Carnus Uvenk
Alias: Gator, The Party Gator, Walking Handbag, Jackhole, Jackass, Reptilian Fuckstick, various sexual terms in at least thirteen alien languages.
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Race: Caradochian. A species that can best be described as anthropomorphic space crocodiles/alligators/camans, they were one of the first to make contact with Earth, and since then they've become a common sight in bars, frat houses, heavy metal concerts, mosh pits, ass-kicking contests, back-alley street fights, back-alley dance competitions, back-alley ping pong tournements, and David Bowie conventions (Bowie apparently resembles one of their gods. Why one of their gods resembled a member of a species they had no prior contact with is beyond anyone's explaination.) For the most part they resemble upright-walking crocodilians, with some variations in facial structure similar to those seen on the various subspecies of Earthian breeds. Their skin ranges from olive green, khaki, brown, to black, though some have been known to be born bright red (These specimens are picked on as having no souls and being similar to vampires.) Typically broad of the shoulder and burley in stature, they tend to stand between 6 and 7 feet tall.
Appearance: Carnus is fairly typical for a Caradochian, standing 6'3" and burley. His scales are khaki in color with a few brow stripes along his back up to the back of his head, and his head is alligator-like in shape, bright blue eyes always seeming to size people up (and deciding if they're worth robbing or not.) His wardrobe is straight out of an 80s/Early 90s heavy metal concert, consisting of leather, denim and band patches, most of which is black with the exceptions of a few band shirts.
Position: Delivery Guy/Security/Back-Up Resident Idiot when the regular one is out for the episode.
Personality: Again, Carnus is fairly typical for Caradochians, sharing a love of classic heavy metal, beer, frat house party games, and random fights with complete strangers for no reason beyond boredom and more than likely drunkenness (When he usualy begins this competitions in the tradtional Caradochian fashion; Smashing a beer bottle over his head and screaming at the top of his lungs at whoever he's fighting.) He is also almost religiously devoted to David Bowie, possesing every single albumn he ever recorded, every film he had anything remotely to do with, and even a couple locks of Bowie's hair which he keeps locked in his room with trip-wired shotguns and beartraps set around the display case (He's also promised to cave in the skull of anyone that gets near them with a tire iron and to eat whatever falls out.) Despite his metalhead/frat boy mentality, he's a decent enough friend, even if he does steal from you from time to time when the rent's due.
Biography: There isn't too much to be said about this piece of work. Born and raised on Caradochia 23 (Caradochian astronomers are extremely uncreative in naming their stars, moons and planets), the closest of the inhabited Caradochian worlds to Earth. Since his people got Earth broadcasts from the 80s a decade late, he took quickly to the heavy metal style of life and partied hard and lived even harder. Eventualy, though, he ended up dropping out of high school and drifted off across the galaxy from one odd job to the next until he ended up on Earth, where he's taken a job with a delievery company for less than minimum wage (Which he suppliments with sale of Space Weed on the side. And the occasional swap-out of delievery items with useless crap to sell himself.)
Miscellaneous: Really, really loves beer. And Space Weed.
Name: Carnus Uvenk
Alias: Gator, The Party Gator, Walking Handbag, Jackhole, Jackass, Reptilian Fuckstick, various sexual terms in at least thirteen alien languages.
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Race: Caradochian. A species that can best be described as anthropomorphic space crocodiles/alligators/camans, they were one of the first to make contact with Earth, and since then they've become a common sight in bars, frat houses, heavy metal concerts, mosh pits, ass-kicking contests, back-alley street fights, back-alley dance competitions, back-alley ping pong tournements, and David Bowie conventions (Bowie apparently resembles one of their gods. Why one of their gods resembled a member of a species they had no prior contact with is beyond anyone's explaination.) For the most part they resemble upright-walking crocodilians, with some variations in facial structure similar to those seen on the various subspecies of Earthian breeds. Their skin ranges from olive green, khaki, brown, to black, though some have been known to be born bright red (These specimens are picked on as having no souls and being similar to vampires.) Typically broad of the shoulder and burley in stature, they tend to stand between 6 and 7 feet tall.
Appearance: Carnus is fairly typical for a Caradochian, standing 6'3" and burley. His scales are khaki in color with a few brow stripes along his back up to the back of his head, and his head is alligator-like in shape, bright blue eyes always seeming to size people up (and deciding if they're worth robbing or not.) His wardrobe is straight out of an 80s/Early 90s heavy metal concert, consisting of leather, denim and band patches, most of which is black with the exceptions of a few band shirts.
Position: Delivery Guy/Security/Back-Up Resident Idiot when the regular one is out for the episode.
Personality: Again, Carnus is fairly typical for Caradochians, sharing a love of classic heavy metal, beer, frat house party games, and random fights with complete strangers for no reason beyond boredom and more than likely drunkenness (When he usualy begins this competitions in the tradtional Caradochian fashion; Smashing a beer bottle over his head and screaming at the top of his lungs at whoever he's fighting.) He is also almost religiously devoted to David Bowie, possesing every single albumn he ever recorded, every film he had anything remotely to do with, and even a couple locks of Bowie's hair which he keeps locked in his room with trip-wired shotguns and beartraps set around the display case (He's also promised to cave in the skull of anyone that gets near them with a tire iron and to eat whatever falls out.) Despite his metalhead/frat boy mentality, he's a decent enough friend, even if he does steal from you from time to time when the rent's due.
Biography: There isn't too much to be said about this piece of work. Born and raised on Caradochia 23 (Caradochian astronomers are extremely uncreative in naming their stars, moons and planets), the closest of the inhabited Caradochian worlds to Earth. Since his people got Earth broadcasts from the 80s a decade late, he took quickly to the heavy metal style of life and partied hard and lived even harder. Eventualy, though, he ended up dropping out of high school and drifted off across the galaxy from one odd job to the next until he ended up on Earth, where he's taken a job with a delievery company for less than minimum wage (Which he suppliments with sale of Space Weed on the side. And the occasional swap-out of delievery items with useless crap to sell himself.)
Miscellaneous: Really, really loves beer. And Space Weed.
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I kinda like Entropy and Other Dilemas, too.
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Name: Carnus Uvenk
Alias: Gator, The Party Gator, Walking Handbag, Jackhole, Jackass, Reptilian Fuckstick, various sexual terms in at least thirteen alien languages.
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Race: Caradochian. A species that can best be described as anthropomorphic space crocodiles/alligators/camans, they were one of the first to make contact with Earth, and since then they've become a common sight in bars, frat houses, heavy metal concerts, mosh pits, ass-kicking contests, back-alley street fights, back-alley dance competitions, back-alley ping pong tournements, and David Bowie conventions (Bowie apparently resembles one of their gods. Why one of their gods resembled a member of a species they had no prior contact with is beyond anyone's explaination.) For the most part they resemble upright-walking crocodilians, with some variations in facial structure similar to those seen on the various subspecies of Earthian breeds. Their skin ranges from olive green, khaki, brown, to black, though some have been known to be born bright red (These specimens are picked on as having no souls and being similar to vampires.) Typically broad of the shoulder and burley in stature, they tend to stand between 6 and 7 feet tall.
Appearance: Carnus is fairly typical for a Caradochian, standing 6'3" and burley. His scales are khaki in color with a few brow stripes along his back up to the back of his head, and his head is alligator-like in shape, bright blue eyes always seeming to size people up (and deciding if they're worth robbing or not.) His wardrobe is straight out of an 80s/Early 90s heavy metal concert, consisting of leather, denim and band patches, most of which is black with the exceptions of a few band shirts.
Position: Delivery Guy/Security/Back-Up Resident Idiot when the regular one is out for the episode.
Personality: Again, Carnus is fairly typical for Caradochians, sharing a love of classic heavy metal, beer, frat house party games, and random fights with complete strangers for no reason beyond boredom and more than likely drunkenness (When he usualy begins this competitions in the tradtional Caradochian fashion; Smashing a beer bottle over his head and screaming at the top of his lungs at whoever he's fighting.) He is also almost religiously devoted to David Bowie, possesing every single albumn he ever recorded, every film he had anything remotely to do with, and even a couple locks of Bowie's hair which he keeps locked in his room with trip-wired shotguns and beartraps set around the display case (He's also promised to cave in the skull of anyone that gets near them with a tire iron and to eat whatever falls out.) Despite his metalhead/frat boy mentality, he's a decent enough friend, even if he does steal from you from time to time when the rent's due.
Biography: There isn't too much to be said about this piece of work. Born and raised on Caradochia 23 (Caradochian astronimers are extremely uncreative in naming their stars, moons and planets), the closest of the inhabited Caradochian worlds to Earth. Since his people got Earth broadcasts from the 80s a decade late, he took quickly to the heavy metal style of life and partied hard and lived even harder. Eventualy, though, he ended up dropping out of high school and drifted off across the galaxy from one odd job to the next until he ended up on Earth, where he's taken a job with a delievery company for less than minimum wage (Which he suppliments with sale of Space Weed on the side. And the occasional swap-out of delievery items with useless crap to sell himself.)
Miscellaneous: Really, really loves beer. And Space Weed.
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Alias: Gator, The Party Gator, Walking Handbag, Jackhole, Jackass, Reptilian Fuckstick, various sexual terms in at least thirteen alien languages.
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Race: Caradochian. A species that can best be described as anthropomorphic space crocodiles/alligators/camans, they were one of the first to make contact with Earth, and since then they've become a common sight in bars, frat houses, heavy metal concerts, mosh pits, ass-kicking contests, back-alley street fights, back-alley dance competitions, back-alley ping pong tournements, and David Bowie conventions (Bowie apparently resembles one of their gods. Why one of their gods resembled a member of a species they had no prior contact with is beyond anyone's explaination.) For the most part they resemble upright-walking crocodilians, with some variations in facial structure similar to those seen on the various subspecies of Earthian breeds. Their skin ranges from olive green, khaki, brown, to black, though some have been known to be born bright red (These specimens are picked on as having no souls and being similar to vampires.) Typically broad of the shoulder and burley in stature, they tend to stand between 6 and 7 feet tall.
Appearance: Carnus is fairly typical for a Caradochian, standing 6'3" and burley. His scales are khaki in color with a few brow stripes along his back up to the back of his head, and his head is alligator-like in shape, bright blue eyes always seeming to size people up (and deciding if they're worth robbing or not.) His wardrobe is straight out of an 80s/Early 90s heavy metal concert, consisting of leather, denim and band patches, most of which is black with the exceptions of a few band shirts.
Position: Delivery Guy/Security/Back-Up Resident Idiot when the regular one is out for the episode.
Personality: Again, Carnus is fairly typical for Caradochians, sharing a love of classic heavy metal, beer, frat house party games, and random fights with complete strangers for no reason beyond boredom and more than likely drunkenness (When he usualy begins this competitions in the tradtional Caradochian fashion; Smashing a beer bottle over his head and screaming at the top of his lungs at whoever he's fighting.) He is also almost religiously devoted to David Bowie, possesing every single albumn he ever recorded, every film he had anything remotely to do with, and even a couple locks of Bowie's hair which he keeps locked in his room with trip-wired shotguns and beartraps set around the display case (He's also promised to cave in the skull of anyone that gets near them with a tire iron and to eat whatever falls out.) Despite his metalhead/frat boy mentality, he's a decent enough friend, even if he does steal from you from time to time when the rent's due.
Biography: There isn't too much to be said about this piece of work. Born and raised on Caradochia 23 (Caradochian astronimers are extremely uncreative in naming their stars, moons and planets), the closest of the inhabited Caradochian worlds to Earth. Since his people got Earth broadcasts from the 80s a decade late, he took quickly to the heavy metal style of life and partied hard and lived even harder. Eventualy, though, he ended up dropping out of high school and drifted off across the galaxy from one odd job to the next until he ended up on Earth, where he's taken a job with a delievery company for less than minimum wage (Which he suppliments with sale of Space Weed on the side. And the occasional swap-out of delievery items with useless crap to sell himself.)
Miscellaneous: Really, really loves beer. And Space Weed.
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11 yrs ago
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Might be interested.
Hmmm....if I can get dibs on a Chaos Lord from Warhammer Fantasy, I'm in.
....yello?
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