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Rook Hensly
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Name: Rook Hensly
Age: 27
sex: Male
Hair : Oak colored
Former occupation: Advanced scout Of the Great Tenton Empire.
Current Occupation: Scout, exterminator.
Description:
At an early age his job was set out for him. To be like his father, or to be like nothing at all. Great traits are to be enhanced and nurtured. And The Hensly Family's Traits were in scouting. Pushed to his breaking point many times in school, Tenton men are to be the best in what They DO best. After years of training, Rook had the Honor to be selected to be the advance scout in the Tenton Army. It was a great achievement, but one always expected of him. It was also expected of him to die in scouting the enemy lines before the main army charges in. Sent in groups so that one may return with information, Rook always stayed behind to let the fastest runner get back to the general. But surprisingly he always survived, hiding like an animal or bringing down his pursuers when they got to far away from the enemy lines. He had always survived when others died. But the thought to live, to been born to live, on the tip of death scythe always sat....wrong with him. So when the war ended, he wandered out into the battlefield and didn't return home. It wasn't a life he wanted, or wanted to raise others in. However it was hard to step away when his training pushed him forward. Needing gold so he won't starve like the others, he took on jobs to find towns and people and information. I guess once a scout, always a scout.
Age: 27
sex: Male
Hair : Oak colored
Former occupation: Advanced scout Of the Great Tenton Empire.
Current Occupation: Scout, exterminator.
Description:
At an early age his job was set out for him. To be like his father, or to be like nothing at all. Great traits are to be enhanced and nurtured. And The Hensly Family's Traits were in scouting. Pushed to his breaking point many times in school, Tenton men are to be the best in what They DO best. After years of training, Rook had the Honor to be selected to be the advance scout in the Tenton Army. It was a great achievement, but one always expected of him. It was also expected of him to die in scouting the enemy lines before the main army charges in. Sent in groups so that one may return with information, Rook always stayed behind to let the fastest runner get back to the general. But surprisingly he always survived, hiding like an animal or bringing down his pursuers when they got to far away from the enemy lines. He had always survived when others died. But the thought to live, to been born to live, on the tip of death scythe always sat....wrong with him. So when the war ended, he wandered out into the battlefield and didn't return home. It wasn't a life he wanted, or wanted to raise others in. However it was hard to step away when his training pushed him forward. Needing gold so he won't starve like the others, he took on jobs to find towns and people and information. I guess once a scout, always a scout.
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Journal update
4 min read
<.< well I haven't updated my journal in a while...
>.> more like my list of friends has gotten so big I didn't want to type it all out....
but.... I haven't had much time to myself and before school starts again... I might as well do it.
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*siiiiiigh* at least that is done....
anywho...
<.<
>.>
Free pineapple for all!!!!!!
>.> more like my list of friends has gotten so big I didn't want to type it all out....
but.... I haven't had much time to myself and before school starts again... I might as well do it.
::::Friends:::: *siiiiiigh* at least that is done....
anywho...
<.<
>.>
Free pineapple for all!!!!!!
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Free avatars.
4 min read
If you don't have one, i will be gald to make one for you!
just send me a note with the url of a picture you want as your avatar. I will send you back a note with two to three diffrent virsions of avatars of that picture. No animated one, takes to long.
just trying to be helpful.
::::Friends::::
::::Friends just because::::
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Futurama
DestinyWolvesPack
YoshisIsland
BattlestarGalactica
FMAlchemistRP
just send me a note with the url of a picture you want as your avatar. I will send you back a note with two to three diffrent virsions of avatars of that picture. No animated one, takes to long.
just trying to be helpful.
::::Friends:::: ::::Friends just because::::
::::clubs::::
Futurama
DestinyWolvesPack
YoshisIsland
BattlestarGalactica
FMAlchemistRP
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Other Rp characters
4 min read
Name: Helm Arch
age: 19 male
Occupation: known Psychopath and bloodthirsty killer
race: human hybrid with a devilish hint something else
looks: s154.photobucket.com/albums/s2…
s154.photobucket.com/albums/s2…
Public History: Not much is known, a murder though and though. Likes to call people "red" because thats how they seem to end up. uses a cat claw like weapon because he likes the flow of blood between his fingers. he is quite sadistic and will happily torture someone for quite a while with a childish smile on his face. He is a equal opportunity killer, meaning women and children are fair game as well.
History of Helm...BY helm:
I was born under a full moon underwater during a shipwreck by a woman in a wheelchair. I was raised by Sea Otters until a ocean tanker carrying millions of gallons of oil suddenly change course and wreaked near by, killing the otters. The captain said he was trying to avoid hitting a floating babies but was later charges with drug use while operating a boat.
Then I washed up on shore and lived off of beach rats. Then one day the king beach rat came and said that I needed to go into the city, because it was there. He then gave me a balloon full of gasoline and then dug a hole in the sand. As the tide came in and drowned the king beach rat I looked at the balloon full of gasoline and thought this was quite odd.
After many adventures with my gasoline filled friend, I came upon a large scrap yard. It was run by a rather large man who smelled of bananas and rocket fuel. Or was it just rocket fuel.....anyways...he gave upon me many words of grand wisdom as he smoked out of an old carburetor. He then grew a beard and then spoke of a great artist who's work was known around the eastern sea board. He sent me to a long journey to find the elusive Subway public bathroom. After giving the ticket taker a green onion, he allowed me to enter the hidden city of the homeless, witch was next to the bathroom. After finding the artist, he told me my history...which I am telling you.
And that was the end of part two.
Name: Cade
Race:Wolat (a mythic mixture of a wolf and a mountain lion)
age: 20
looks like: www.deviantart.com/deviation/4…
Wolats, the history of natures outcasts.:
Wolats are large very quick and deadly predators. With all the agility and silence of a cat, to the sheer strength of a wolf. It is rather large and well built. Moves in a sort of prance, like a cat. It rarely charges head long into battle. Usually ambushes its target, giving it more of an edge.
Wolat are quickly hunted when found in the area by human because they have been known to pry on them. Most pople will not hunt a fully grown wolat because it would be the size of a moose. They Usually hunt them when they are small. Since the parents of wolats Usually abandon the strange creature, it is Usually easy to kill when young.
However many believe that this could be the reason that wolat hunt humans when they are older since they have had bad younger experiences with them.
Wolat Usually live long live. This may because of the scarcity of the race, thus a wolat may encounter another one once in its lifetime, if not at all. It is unknown if Wolats get along with each other. Further more, there hasn't been a documented case or sighting of a child between two Wolats, probably because of they low probability that two Wolats would live up to adulthood, a lower probability that they should meet, and the miracle probability that they be of different sex.
It has been documented that Wolat fur is light and extremely difficult to puncture or cut. Many Warriors will pay a high price for their pelts, causing the high rate of hunting of the species. Most people do not care about this fact because they are mostly viewed as abominations or demon spawns. This second term may be attributed to their strong almost unnatural strength. It is not known how strong an adult is.....because no hunter has lived to tell of it.
age: 19 male
Occupation: known Psychopath and bloodthirsty killer
race: human hybrid with a devilish hint something else
looks: s154.photobucket.com/albums/s2…
s154.photobucket.com/albums/s2…
Public History: Not much is known, a murder though and though. Likes to call people "red" because thats how they seem to end up. uses a cat claw like weapon because he likes the flow of blood between his fingers. he is quite sadistic and will happily torture someone for quite a while with a childish smile on his face. He is a equal opportunity killer, meaning women and children are fair game as well.
History of Helm...BY helm:
I was born under a full moon underwater during a shipwreck by a woman in a wheelchair. I was raised by Sea Otters until a ocean tanker carrying millions of gallons of oil suddenly change course and wreaked near by, killing the otters. The captain said he was trying to avoid hitting a floating babies but was later charges with drug use while operating a boat.
Then I washed up on shore and lived off of beach rats. Then one day the king beach rat came and said that I needed to go into the city, because it was there. He then gave me a balloon full of gasoline and then dug a hole in the sand. As the tide came in and drowned the king beach rat I looked at the balloon full of gasoline and thought this was quite odd.
After many adventures with my gasoline filled friend, I came upon a large scrap yard. It was run by a rather large man who smelled of bananas and rocket fuel. Or was it just rocket fuel.....anyways...he gave upon me many words of grand wisdom as he smoked out of an old carburetor. He then grew a beard and then spoke of a great artist who's work was known around the eastern sea board. He sent me to a long journey to find the elusive Subway public bathroom. After giving the ticket taker a green onion, he allowed me to enter the hidden city of the homeless, witch was next to the bathroom. After finding the artist, he told me my history...which I am telling you.
And that was the end of part two.
Name: Cade
Race:Wolat (a mythic mixture of a wolf and a mountain lion)
age: 20
looks like: www.deviantart.com/deviation/4…
Wolats, the history of natures outcasts.:
Wolats are large very quick and deadly predators. With all the agility and silence of a cat, to the sheer strength of a wolf. It is rather large and well built. Moves in a sort of prance, like a cat. It rarely charges head long into battle. Usually ambushes its target, giving it more of an edge.
Wolat are quickly hunted when found in the area by human because they have been known to pry on them. Most pople will not hunt a fully grown wolat because it would be the size of a moose. They Usually hunt them when they are small. Since the parents of wolats Usually abandon the strange creature, it is Usually easy to kill when young.
However many believe that this could be the reason that wolat hunt humans when they are older since they have had bad younger experiences with them.
Wolat Usually live long live. This may because of the scarcity of the race, thus a wolat may encounter another one once in its lifetime, if not at all. It is unknown if Wolats get along with each other. Further more, there hasn't been a documented case or sighting of a child between two Wolats, probably because of they low probability that two Wolats would live up to adulthood, a lower probability that they should meet, and the miracle probability that they be of different sex.
It has been documented that Wolat fur is light and extremely difficult to puncture or cut. Many Warriors will pay a high price for their pelts, causing the high rate of hunting of the species. Most people do not care about this fact because they are mostly viewed as abominations or demon spawns. This second term may be attributed to their strong almost unnatural strength. It is not known how strong an adult is.....because no hunter has lived to tell of it.
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An old travler saying....
4 min read
On the roads, do not follow the crying baby. For that is the lure of the demon's voice. Demons that sound like crying babies are usually man-eaters.
or to that degree...I don't remeber that saying word for word...
however...I remebered it just now...this night...
because for some reason, all the dogs in the area began to bark as a baby's voice echoed. It sounded like one...however it was too loud...
and no one in the area has a baby close to where I live....
now I am not one to jump to conclusions...but for some reason...that cry didn't sound right. it sent shivered down my back and gave me a bad feeling...
heh...how odd am i? heh...I would probably forget about this tomorrow....so just ignore me. xp
::::Friends::::
::::Friends just because::::
::::clubs::::
Futurama
DestinyWolvesPack
YoshisIsland
BattlestarGalactica
FMAlchemistRP
or to that degree...I don't remeber that saying word for word...
however...I remebered it just now...this night...
because for some reason, all the dogs in the area began to bark as a baby's voice echoed. It sounded like one...however it was too loud...
and no one in the area has a baby close to where I live....
now I am not one to jump to conclusions...but for some reason...that cry didn't sound right. it sent shivered down my back and gave me a bad feeling...
heh...how odd am i? heh...I would probably forget about this tomorrow....so just ignore me. xp
::::Friends:::: ::::Friends just because::::
::::clubs::::
Futurama
DestinyWolvesPack
YoshisIsland
BattlestarGalactica
FMAlchemistRP
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