Post by aldenhale on Apr 5, 2015 0:08:35 GMT
Name: Alden
Alias: None
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Faction: None, Former Firefly
Role: Mercenary
Location: On the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona
Physical Description: A small amount of acne, brown-ish hair somewhat like chocolate, dark grey eyes. Has no pinky on left hand, and a jagged scar on my neck. A dappling of freckles and a button nose. An worn pack that used to be yellow, a striped short-sleeved shirt, ripped blue jeans and ratty black Vans. Black biker belt, with most leather studs already gone.
Personality: Distrustful, quiet. Thinks before he acts. Has been seen as strange, anti-social when he was around other Firefly recruits. Perceptive and clever. Always has a witty comeback.
Alignment: Good, when it comes to those he loves. Otherwise, neutral. Isn't afraid to sacrifice many people for the few he has left.
Likes: Organization, peppermint, which he often chews leaves of. Loves his old Nikon camera, and is saving the paper for something special.
Dislikes: Dogs, and baby stuff, underground. All remind him of his past.
Strengths: Stealth, is able to think up a way to use everything. Nimble, both physically and mentally.
Weaknesses: Lack of physical strength, not able to utilize anything more powerful than a handgun, due to lack of training. Agraphobia, fear of sexual abuse, because of his past.
History and Backround: Was born and raised into captivity as a child prostitute in a bandit camp in Portland, Oregon. Lead a revolt against his captors at the age of 13 and won. At the cost of everyone else's lives. He brutally murdered the remainder of the bandits that held him and his friends and family, many of whom were tortured or beaten to death or committed suicide. His mother was raped to death, his father was hacked at with a fire ax for stealing food for his children, and both brothers were stoned to death by bricks when they were found running around free. There was a baby that died of starvation as well, they all lived underground for years. He managed to sneak outside and gather weapons and gear to ready the small underground slaves for their rebellion. He encountered various dangers in the course of this. After escaping, Alden went to SLC in Utah to join up with the Fireflies. He was top in his recruitment group, but left after he saw the murder of a little boy who stole medicine to keep his twin's asthma a secret. He snuck out, and wandered on his own for a year, up until he got to Phoenix, Arizona.
Arsenal: He uses a bag of combat knives, 6 in total, with various sharpeners and sheaths for all.
Equipment: A worn backpack, a set of knife sharpeners, a tackle box, a butterfly lighter, a few mix-match batteries, and thread and needle. Also has an old Nikon camera and an unopened bottle of Coca-Cola, which he wants to save for a special occasion.
Roleplay Example: I clamber up the highway overpass, using a long ladder of vines to make my way up the old structure. A hunting rifle leans over the edge. As I manage to throw myself over the railing, I look up, and see a small pack of clickers shambling my way. I get a move on. I rush as quickly and quietly as possible to where hunting rifle lays, in the arms of a dead man, who wears a trucker cap and a Carhart jacket. I break off his rotted fingers and take the hunting rifle. I pat his pockets, and come up with a few spare rounds, which glitter in the late evening light. I place them into a small compartment in my pack, I see the clickers coming faster towards me, and I jump over the railing. I prepare myself for impact, no the sudden jerk as I am pulled up by something. I glance upwards. The gunsling has become entangle with a jagged piece of metal that used to be the highway sign that once read "PHOENIX". I hear more clickers coming. I swing my self, making the hunting rifle drag itself against the jagged metal. Something gives, just as the clickers look over at me. I drop to the moss-covered concrete.
Exxtra: This character can be a manipulative asshole at times. But when placed in a position that means he must defend those he cares about, or becomes close to someone. He'll do anything for them, and go to extremes to make sure they are as safe as possible.
Alias: None
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Faction: None, Former Firefly
Role: Mercenary
Location: On the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona
Physical Description: A small amount of acne, brown-ish hair somewhat like chocolate, dark grey eyes. Has no pinky on left hand, and a jagged scar on my neck. A dappling of freckles and a button nose. An worn pack that used to be yellow, a striped short-sleeved shirt, ripped blue jeans and ratty black Vans. Black biker belt, with most leather studs already gone.
Personality: Distrustful, quiet. Thinks before he acts. Has been seen as strange, anti-social when he was around other Firefly recruits. Perceptive and clever. Always has a witty comeback.
Alignment: Good, when it comes to those he loves. Otherwise, neutral. Isn't afraid to sacrifice many people for the few he has left.
Likes: Organization, peppermint, which he often chews leaves of. Loves his old Nikon camera, and is saving the paper for something special.
Dislikes: Dogs, and baby stuff, underground. All remind him of his past.
Strengths: Stealth, is able to think up a way to use everything. Nimble, both physically and mentally.
Weaknesses: Lack of physical strength, not able to utilize anything more powerful than a handgun, due to lack of training. Agraphobia, fear of sexual abuse, because of his past.
History and Backround: Was born and raised into captivity as a child prostitute in a bandit camp in Portland, Oregon. Lead a revolt against his captors at the age of 13 and won. At the cost of everyone else's lives. He brutally murdered the remainder of the bandits that held him and his friends and family, many of whom were tortured or beaten to death or committed suicide. His mother was raped to death, his father was hacked at with a fire ax for stealing food for his children, and both brothers were stoned to death by bricks when they were found running around free. There was a baby that died of starvation as well, they all lived underground for years. He managed to sneak outside and gather weapons and gear to ready the small underground slaves for their rebellion. He encountered various dangers in the course of this. After escaping, Alden went to SLC in Utah to join up with the Fireflies. He was top in his recruitment group, but left after he saw the murder of a little boy who stole medicine to keep his twin's asthma a secret. He snuck out, and wandered on his own for a year, up until he got to Phoenix, Arizona.
Arsenal: He uses a bag of combat knives, 6 in total, with various sharpeners and sheaths for all.
Equipment: A worn backpack, a set of knife sharpeners, a tackle box, a butterfly lighter, a few mix-match batteries, and thread and needle. Also has an old Nikon camera and an unopened bottle of Coca-Cola, which he wants to save for a special occasion.
Roleplay Example: I clamber up the highway overpass, using a long ladder of vines to make my way up the old structure. A hunting rifle leans over the edge. As I manage to throw myself over the railing, I look up, and see a small pack of clickers shambling my way. I get a move on. I rush as quickly and quietly as possible to where hunting rifle lays, in the arms of a dead man, who wears a trucker cap and a Carhart jacket. I break off his rotted fingers and take the hunting rifle. I pat his pockets, and come up with a few spare rounds, which glitter in the late evening light. I place them into a small compartment in my pack, I see the clickers coming faster towards me, and I jump over the railing. I prepare myself for impact, no the sudden jerk as I am pulled up by something. I glance upwards. The gunsling has become entangle with a jagged piece of metal that used to be the highway sign that once read "PHOENIX". I hear more clickers coming. I swing my self, making the hunting rifle drag itself against the jagged metal. Something gives, just as the clickers look over at me. I drop to the moss-covered concrete.
Exxtra: This character can be a manipulative asshole at times. But when placed in a position that means he must defend those he cares about, or becomes close to someone. He'll do anything for them, and go to extremes to make sure they are as safe as possible.