Post by Zac Scott on Oct 8, 2007 17:09:00 GMT -5
Real World Character
Full name: Zachary Scott
Nickname: Zac, Scott
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:
History: Growing up with a golden sthingy in his mouth, you would think that he was spoiled, stuck up, just a plain rich brat. But no, he was the exact opposite. He never got into a fight in his entire life, but due to his pent up anger, oh trust me, he had some, his Dreamer was effected and grew stronger, feeding off the hatred.
He’s also a friendly ladies man. He loves the ladies, but he has never went steady because he believes he is still too young for that “crap”, as he says so himself.
Family: Steven Scott. - Father
Deloris Scott - Mother
Extra info: He’s a strong, flexible guy, which means, if you try to punch him, he’ll hit a split, and I don’t need to say anymore.
RP sample: Walking down the corridor, I spotted my enemy. “Bastard,” I mumbled, even if I didn’t mumble, it wasn’t like anyone could hear me over the roar of the students in the hallway. My enemy got closer and closer, walking straight at me, with evil intentions written all over his face. As soon as he was about, I guess, 3 feet, I threw a punch at him. A sickening thud followed it, but I didn’t see anything because I had closed my eyes as I swung. I didn’t try, but it happened anyway.
Dream World Character (non-canon)
Name: Stormcleaver
Gender: Male
Being: Human
Powers: Able to transport himself from one spot to another, you would think that Stormcleaver is all about speed, but that’s not entirely true, as he is also able to lift 5 tons at one time, though his muscle definition isn’t much. He is also a beginner at using healing magic, as well as a talented swordsman.
Appearance:
Weapons: His trusty sword, and his fists, which help out more than the sword.
Extra info: He wears a bracelet that negates magic, attacking or healing, within a 100 foot span of him, excluding himself and his magic. The bracelets name is Ethaniel, and it can never be removed from his body, no matter how hard you try.
Alliance: Neither
RP sample: I needed to kill, I needed to spill blood. It had been far too long since I had drawn my sword to kill, and I could not allow that anymore. It had to be today, and if it wasn’t, I would kill myself and still be content with that. My wishes came true, however, as a Dreamer walked by. I was on a cliff, over 100 feet high, which meant I was well out of his vision range. This was it, this was my time to kill. I jumped off the cliff, and after a while, I landed. The landing didn’t affect me much, however, though there was a slight numbness in my big toe.
The dreamer turned around, and stared at me. He was scared, he had heard about me. He knew his time was here, and what better way to do it then appreciate the beauty of his pitiful life? I unsheathed my sword, and a instant later, his head was on the ground, as his body faded to dust and was wiped away by the wind. I was content, at least, for now.
This character has been accepted. Have fun RPing.
Full name: Zachary Scott
Nickname: Zac, Scott
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:
History: Growing up with a golden sthingy in his mouth, you would think that he was spoiled, stuck up, just a plain rich brat. But no, he was the exact opposite. He never got into a fight in his entire life, but due to his pent up anger, oh trust me, he had some, his Dreamer was effected and grew stronger, feeding off the hatred.
He’s also a friendly ladies man. He loves the ladies, but he has never went steady because he believes he is still too young for that “crap”, as he says so himself.
Family: Steven Scott. - Father
Deloris Scott - Mother
Extra info: He’s a strong, flexible guy, which means, if you try to punch him, he’ll hit a split, and I don’t need to say anymore.
RP sample: Walking down the corridor, I spotted my enemy. “Bastard,” I mumbled, even if I didn’t mumble, it wasn’t like anyone could hear me over the roar of the students in the hallway. My enemy got closer and closer, walking straight at me, with evil intentions written all over his face. As soon as he was about, I guess, 3 feet, I threw a punch at him. A sickening thud followed it, but I didn’t see anything because I had closed my eyes as I swung. I didn’t try, but it happened anyway.
Dream World Character (non-canon)
Name: Stormcleaver
Gender: Male
Being: Human
Powers: Able to transport himself from one spot to another, you would think that Stormcleaver is all about speed, but that’s not entirely true, as he is also able to lift 5 tons at one time, though his muscle definition isn’t much. He is also a beginner at using healing magic, as well as a talented swordsman.
Appearance:
Weapons: His trusty sword, and his fists, which help out more than the sword.
Extra info: He wears a bracelet that negates magic, attacking or healing, within a 100 foot span of him, excluding himself and his magic. The bracelets name is Ethaniel, and it can never be removed from his body, no matter how hard you try.
Alliance: Neither
RP sample: I needed to kill, I needed to spill blood. It had been far too long since I had drawn my sword to kill, and I could not allow that anymore. It had to be today, and if it wasn’t, I would kill myself and still be content with that. My wishes came true, however, as a Dreamer walked by. I was on a cliff, over 100 feet high, which meant I was well out of his vision range. This was it, this was my time to kill. I jumped off the cliff, and after a while, I landed. The landing didn’t affect me much, however, though there was a slight numbness in my big toe.
The dreamer turned around, and stared at me. He was scared, he had heard about me. He knew his time was here, and what better way to do it then appreciate the beauty of his pitiful life? I unsheathed my sword, and a instant later, his head was on the ground, as his body faded to dust and was wiped away by the wind. I was content, at least, for now.
This character has been accepted. Have fun RPing.