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Post by Aseigan Cetanu on Sept 18, 2009 17:22:10 GMT -5
This is the place for any and all profiles concerning Below the World to be posted AFTER you have PMed me and gotten my approval. The format was in the other thread, and, based on the intelligence and intellect that I have viewed previously on the boards, I shall suppose you know how to copy and paste a format from one window to the next. I won't be participating as a character in this one, but instead will simply guide the way things go and what happens. In essence, I'm every character that isn't you. Have fun everybody, and I hope you enjoy this excellently eerie and greatly gory RP.
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Post by Blade Knight on Sept 21, 2009 17:56:49 GMT -5
NOTE: I have exclusive permission to have more than one character. Anyone with questions about profile number limits or content must consult Aseigan for details.
Name: Adrian Parker Age: 37 Gender: Male Career: Trucker
Description: A well-built man with dark blonde hair in the “high and tight” military style. He is of average height, muscular, and has lots of tiny cut-like scars on his face. Grey eyes.
Bio: Formerly a Staff Sergeant in the U.S. Army Rangers, Adrian is haunted by his military days. The effect of leaving his wife and kid to live a military life put a strain in his relationship, so essentially his wife hates his guts. Also while he was on tour, there was a tragic incident where his squad infiltrated a bombed-out building occupied by terrorist operatives who were holding some ten civilians hostage. He made the call to go in hard and fast, and the ensuing firefight was sudden, brutal, and costly. Caught off guard, some of the enemy opened fire on the hostages as well as the Rangers. At the end of the split-second fight, the one of the enemy, who had a gun to a boy’s head near a window, came face to face with Adrian. Before he could do anything to stop it, the terrorist shot the boy, who crashed backwards out the window and fell three stories. Nightmares about the incident haunt his dreams to this day, four years later. After leaving the Army, he got a job as a truck driver.
Family: Wife, Irene: 30 years old, long blonde hair, blue eyes, hates his guts. Son: Mark, 16, short dark blonde hair, blue eyes, plays basketball, is mostly a stranger to his father, who was never there.
Name: Tyrone Carter Age: 19 Gender: Male Career: none
Appearance: Tyrone is a very tall (six and a half feet), leanly muscled African-American young man with dark brown eyes and long dreads.
Bio: Can anybody say “gangsta”? All his life, Tyrone has lived on the Odech streets. His parents never cared about him, so he has surrounded himself with similar outcasts and deadbeats. He and his gang have bullied, robbed, and caused general mayhem pretty much since elementary school. When compared to real city gangs, their activities are relatively small-time, but they’re still dangerous. Last year, Tyrone had flunked out of high school without graduating, and was finally kicked out of home. His folks set him up in an old apartment building, and he’s used it as a base for his gang.
Hobbies: Tyrone is the undisputed leader of his gang, which is comprised of about six other people. Despite being seen by most people as a no-good thug, he is his gang’s hero. He is kind to them, gives them a place to stay, and a sense of belonging that they never had, and thus they are fiercely loyal. Together, they mostly loiter around public places, and sometimes cause the town trouble with assorted offenses.
Family: While not exactly popular members of society themselves, Tyrone’s parents maintain steady jobs in the community. They never wanted a child, and have always been distant and aloof of their son. They finally cast him out of their lives when they bought him an apartment, and have since forgotten about him. Likewise, Tyrone has always ignored them. Now as a legal adult with his own place, they play no part in his life.
Tyrone’s gang:
Royce - Tyrone’s right-hand man, and one of the few who has any real intelligence. G-Dog - the rap dude. You can tell by the way he dresses and acts, even without the constant music he blares. Always arguing with Derik in an unending struggle of Reggae vs. Rap. Derik - claims to love Jamaica, even though he’s never been there in his life. Obsessed with Reggae music and ending every sentence with “man”. Spike - the tough guy. Likes to practice his “moves” by punching the air. Twitch - so named due to his paranoid nature. A good scout and watchman for cops.
Name: Alyn “Misty” Mariani Age: 17 Gender: Female Career: student
Appearance: Slightly taller than average, slim build, long straight black hair, right eye blue, left eye green.
Bio: Misty is a living testimony to the fact that first impressions make all the difference in the world. She is smart, well-mannered, and not unattractive. Her only fault is that she was born with two different-colored eyes. Locals in the small, simple, somewhat backwater community regarded her as strange because of this harmless condition, and the other children stayed away from her because she was “weird”, a “freak”. As a result, she grew up quiet, independent, and reclusive. With no true friends. She is now a studious, straight-A student in her junior year of high school, with a dream of getting a good education so she can move far away into a big city.
Hobbies: Without other people for company, Misty turned to books. She loves to read, with horror and mystery being her favorites. She often visit’s the library or the woods around local bike trails or parks where she can be alone. She also likes to take long walks around town. In her youth, she used to be in gymnastics until she felt she outgrew it. Same for track and cross country, which she participated in until last year. She also has a cat, a gift from her parents, that she takes care of. He is a sleek, all black five-year-old male that she named Midnight.
Family: Her mom is a serious, no-nonsense woman 41 years of age with short brown hair. Apparently, all she likes to do is work. She is a secretary to a city official, and works a lot, so is not often home. Misty likes her father more: a cheerful guy with grey buzz-cut hair. He likes sports and beer. He is getting to be 53 years old, with big arms and a big chest. He is a firefighter, so he has to spend a lot of time at the station. With both parents working, Misty is often home alone.
Name: Shain Hawk Age: 42 Gender: Male Career: Odech Sherriff
Description: tall (6”) and fit, quite athletic for his age. He has medium-length black hair with a streak of grey at each temple. Slightly tanned skin as a result of Native American ancestry. His face bears a solemn expression, but can form a smile every once in a while, either in the presence of children or when being witty.
Bio: His parents were Michigan Fox Tribe Indians, but was raised like any other kid in Odech. He was a natural leader with a strong sense of right and wrong, and nobody was surprised when he joined the local police. After serving twelve years with the OPD and gaining the respect of the town, he advanced to county Sherriff dept. and was eventually elected Sherriff himself. He will do anything to keep his hometown safe and happy.
Hobbies: his duties take up almost all his time, but on the rare occasion that he has any time off he has a ranch-style house in the countryside just outside Odech. He likes to go hunting and fishing with his buddies and enjoys the occasional cigarette.
Family: parents dead, lives single. But he has many friends and contacts, both on the force and civilian.
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Post by Captain Gojira on Sept 23, 2009 16:52:32 GMT -5
Name: Wolfgang Schmit Age: 25 Career: Wanted Criminal/Former Mob member Gender: Male
Description: A moderately young man with average height and a muscular, heavy-set frame of roughly 290 lbs. Contrary to his hefty appearance, though, he is rather athletic of a fellow. His slender, ovular face is distinguished by smooth, lightly tanned skin, a modest nose, a pair of narrow gray eyes, thick, well-striated eyebrows, and thickly layered brown hair that leans off the sides of his head, exposing his forehead. It runs down to just above shoulder-level at the sides, but reaches past this in the back of his head. His attire is full-body and completely dark, and most prominent in his trademark black trench coat. Frequently he carries his Benelli M4 in this coat, usually strapped to the interior out of sight, and he also carries a nasty United 48 fighting knife on his belt.
Details: Born in Ithaca, NY, Wolfgang was the son of a successful executive in a major software company who lived a wealthy and fulfilling life, but threw away on a whim for a more dangerous life only 7 years ago. While he was attending a private college in his late teens, he was contacted by a mafia organization and offered the unique opportunity of becoming a soldato, due to his father's former being involved with the mob. At first Wolfgang remained hesitant to join, but after persuasion in the form of a pressuring family and declining academic career, he took up the offer and immediately left college to join the organization as an enforcer. For 5 years, he remained incognito, serving the mafia in the form of several daring and damaging crimes. He became increasingly aggressive in this time, as well as more adept to the lifestyle he had chosen, until finally it reached the point of him being expunged from the mob for his behavior. In a final act of treachery, however, Wolfgang led an assault on the manor of the mob boss who had recruited him in the first place and killed several of the guards and inhabitants. He then fled, to be on the run from both the law and his former organization until this day. Currently, he roams from town-to-town, searching only trouble and destruction to cause for his own benefit.
Family: Robert Schmit (Father), an aged, slick-haired businessman whose hobbies remain confined to business. Sally Schmit (Mother), an aged, red-haired housewife who was, and still is to some degree, a skilled piano player. Karl Schmit (Brother), a young, militant man with cropped black hair who had been a sheriff in the south until Wolfgang killed him in a fit of anger at his joining the mafia.
Fears: Wolfgang's main fear, which he only feels as often as it nears, is finally being tracked down by the mafia which he had betrayed years earlier, despite the fact that he had been one of their most feared and violent members of all. When confronted by this phobia, Wolfgang tends to gradually become nervous, timid, and even hostile, lashing out at anyone who gets too close. Being more the type to try and attack his fears than run from them, he would likely attempt a head-on approach to ward off his fear if it came, and flee if bested.
His only other fears(to a lesser extent) are broad, open daylight, with large amounts of people and pedestrians present, and a complex haunting of his killed brother, whom he sometimes has nightmares about.
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LoneWolf
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Companions are a luxury I can't afford|--|Lime gr
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Post by LoneWolf on Sept 27, 2009 12:58:54 GMT -5
Name: Connor Dodgson Age: 43 Gender: Male Career: Selling Newspapers, and begging for money
Family: The only family Connor has is his pet German Shepherd, appropriately named "Goliath", ever since he saved Connor from a petty thief, trying to take what little morsels Connor had to eat. And no matter where Connor goes, Goliath is never far behind, always staying by his side, no matter what the circumstances.
Description: Connor stands at just less than six foot, with a scraggly gray beard, and overcast gray eyes. His clothes are tattered and ragged, wrinkled fingers extending from the fingerless gloves that constricted his hands. You could almost always find him in a dark alley, huddled around a barrel with a good blaze keeping him and Goliath warm.
Details: Ever since Connor lost his job as an engineer, he has always dreamt of getting his job back, and reuniting with his dead wife. But he always awakens to a cold, damp alleyway that he is forced to call home.
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LoneWolf
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Companions are a luxury I can't afford|--|Lime gr
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Post by LoneWolf on Sept 27, 2009 12:59:46 GMT -5
Name: Connor Dodgson Age: 43 Gender: Male Career: Selling Newspapers, and begging for money
Family: The only family Connor has is his pet German Shepherd, appropriately named "Goliath", ever since he saved Connor from a petty thief, trying to take what little morsels Connor had to eat. And no matter where Connor goes, Goliath is never far behind, always staying by his side, no matter what the circumstances.
Description: Connor stands at just less than six foot, with a scraggly gray beard, and overcast gray eyes. His clothes are tattered and ragged, wrinkled fingers extending from the fingerless gloves that constricted his hands. You could almost always find him in a dark alley, huddled around a barrel with a good blaze keeping him and Goliath warm.
Details: Ever since Connor lost his job as an engineer, he has always dreamt of getting his job back, and reuniting with his dead wife. But he always awakens to a cold, damp alleyway that he is forced to call home.
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