Post by dragonboy10 on Jul 4, 2008 10:36:33 GMT -6
GENERAL
Birth Name: Jon MacKenzie
Race: Lugaru
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Occupation: Curently unempolyed
Birthplace: Vatican City
Current Location: Milan
Family Relations: Mother (deceased), father (Deceased) and a sister of whom he lost track of several years ago.
Weapon: Two daggers that he keeps hidden under his jacket.
Other Items Owned: Nothing special.
BACKGROUND
Personality: He is very calm and very quiet most of the time, as well as chivalrous to the hilt. His quietness is no to be contributed to shyness though. He simply prefers to keep his mouth shut most of the time. once befriended, however, you will be hard pressed to find a more loyal or faithful friend anywhere.
Detailed History: His parents moved to the vatican from scotland with his older sister while his mother was pregnant with him. Within a few days of their arrival, he was born. At the age of seven,, his famil was attacked by lycans, killing his parents, and driving he and his sister into exile. At some point, his sister dissapeared, forcing him to fend for himself. He was done nothing but wander ever since.
Fears: Nothing in particular, since the death of his parents and his many years in exile taught him to not be afriad of anything.
Strengths: He is very loyal, very faithful, and very chivalrous.
Weaknesses: His quietness is often attributed to aloofness or shyness, and therefore taken as a bad thing.
Likes: Nothing in particular, since he doesnt take anything for granted if he can help it.
Dislikes: Cruel, violent people and lycans.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: He is very pale, with thin sharp features, high cheekbones, and slightly gaunt cheeks. His eyes are a very pale blue, almost grey. He also has long, black, straight hair that he keeps in a ponytail at all times.
Clothing: He is never seen without his black overcoat, black pants, black t-shirt, and black boots. He often wears black sunglasses just to throw people off.
Build: He is tall and thin, with road square shoulders, big hands, and big feet.
Marks/Scars: He has a thin scar that runs from his left temple to the left side of his neck, a souvenir of the night that kiled his parents.
Role play Sample:
Jon wandered into the barroom, wanting nothing more than a drink. even so, his irrational habit of making sure that no lycans were around made him stop and look around the room. There were no interesting people, which was good, since it always seemed to be the interesting ones that wanted to kill him.
After satisying his suspitions, he wnet over to the bar and sat down on one of the stools, waiting for the barman to come over. When he did, Jon ordered a barr, and upon receiving it, popped the cap off, and took a swig. Ah yes, the old familiar taste. All he needed now was a girl latched onto his arm, and it would be like old times.
Password: Skittles
Birth Name: Jon MacKenzie
Race: Lugaru
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Occupation: Curently unempolyed
Birthplace: Vatican City
Current Location: Milan
Family Relations: Mother (deceased), father (Deceased) and a sister of whom he lost track of several years ago.
Weapon: Two daggers that he keeps hidden under his jacket.
Other Items Owned: Nothing special.
BACKGROUND
Personality: He is very calm and very quiet most of the time, as well as chivalrous to the hilt. His quietness is no to be contributed to shyness though. He simply prefers to keep his mouth shut most of the time. once befriended, however, you will be hard pressed to find a more loyal or faithful friend anywhere.
Detailed History: His parents moved to the vatican from scotland with his older sister while his mother was pregnant with him. Within a few days of their arrival, he was born. At the age of seven,, his famil was attacked by lycans, killing his parents, and driving he and his sister into exile. At some point, his sister dissapeared, forcing him to fend for himself. He was done nothing but wander ever since.
Fears: Nothing in particular, since the death of his parents and his many years in exile taught him to not be afriad of anything.
Strengths: He is very loyal, very faithful, and very chivalrous.
Weaknesses: His quietness is often attributed to aloofness or shyness, and therefore taken as a bad thing.
Likes: Nothing in particular, since he doesnt take anything for granted if he can help it.
Dislikes: Cruel, violent people and lycans.
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: He is very pale, with thin sharp features, high cheekbones, and slightly gaunt cheeks. His eyes are a very pale blue, almost grey. He also has long, black, straight hair that he keeps in a ponytail at all times.
Clothing: He is never seen without his black overcoat, black pants, black t-shirt, and black boots. He often wears black sunglasses just to throw people off.
Build: He is tall and thin, with road square shoulders, big hands, and big feet.
Marks/Scars: He has a thin scar that runs from his left temple to the left side of his neck, a souvenir of the night that kiled his parents.
Role play Sample:
Jon wandered into the barroom, wanting nothing more than a drink. even so, his irrational habit of making sure that no lycans were around made him stop and look around the room. There were no interesting people, which was good, since it always seemed to be the interesting ones that wanted to kill him.
After satisying his suspitions, he wnet over to the bar and sat down on one of the stools, waiting for the barman to come over. When he did, Jon ordered a barr, and upon receiving it, popped the cap off, and took a swig. Ah yes, the old familiar taste. All he needed now was a girl latched onto his arm, and it would be like old times.
Password: Skittles
