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 Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 2:23 am
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~Personal Info ~
╚══════════════╝ Designation: Daniel Jacob Rainier Call Name: Danny Cycles past: Seventeen years Sex: Male It's in the blood: Caucasian, Italian and German Descent, with a bit of French on his mother's side Height: 6'1" Weight: 175 Hair: Black Eye Color: Light grey Physic: Tall and thin, he is slightly toned. Despite his height he is somewhat flexible, and able to maneuver quickly thanks to his many years of skateboarding. His tongue is pierced and he has a scar on his abdomen from Appendix removal. ╔══════════════╗
~Dig a bit Deeper~
╚══════════════╝ Occupation: Well I worked at Shawn's Skate Shack. Loyalties: Newbies I can't help it! Christian Grant. But don't you tell anyone! It's fun:
☆ Skating
☆ Partying
☆ Playing Video Games Thanks much:
♡ Innocent guys. But don't tell anyone!
♡ Smoking
♡ Cooking
♡ Causing trouble
♡ Grand Theft Auto Games No way:
☠ My Dad's rules
☠ My bitchy cousin and her know-it-all-attitude
☠ Reading
☠ Being lectured.
☠ Shellfish. He is allergic. What the hell:
× Being Alone.
× Zombies
× Severe Injury that will make me have to stop skating Can't Change It: A total bad-a** punk skater. He is a trouble maker who has a passion for mischief making. Ironic seeing as his father is a police officer. He has an attitude and rarely respects Authority. He'd rather spend the day skating and loitering then studying in school. He has no care for education and feels life is for the moment. No looking back and enjoying now instead of looking for a path in the future. He believes everything will work out in a way that makes sense later on. He is a party-goer. Often getting drunk and smoking. Though he does have a gentler more romantic side that no one has seen of him. He reserves that part, keeping it locked up because he fears being shot down and being alone. History is set in stone: Daniel had a normal life growing up, though his father was a bit strict. He never thought of disobeying though. Often he was the good kid in class who went to church every Sunday with his mother, He was known to be a well liked kid that all the adults thought was sweet. This went on for 11 years, before his mother died. It was a normal day, his mother running to the store while he was in school. And as she drove through an intersection, she was sideswiped by a truck. Half an hour later. Officer Rainier came to the school. Pulled his son out of class. And told his son the horrible news. A few days later, He was at his mother's funeral. And he never was the same since.
Daniel blamed his father for his mother's death. He had always been told that it was the police 's job to protect people, though the day when his mother needed it, his father was not there to protect her. So Daniel lost all respect for his father and most authority figures. He started living life how he wanted to, at the age of 14 he started sneaking out to hang with his friends. Started smoking, skating everywhere, and partying. By the time he was 16 he was constantly in trouble with his Dad, and the other police. In the last year his father had placed bars on his window and a lock. Not much help since his son knew how to pick them.
His Dad becoming unbearable, and both constantly on edge, Daniel decided to sign up for the camping trip into the mountain to get away from his father for a while. Little did he know his father found out and had his older cousin, Sandra, sign up as well. ╔══════════════╗
~Combat info~
╚══════════════╝ Main Weapon: He has a SW 9MM Gun. But he didn't bring it with him on the camping trip. Its at home. Secondary Weapons: A Hunting Knife. This he did bring on the camping trip. Strengths: Speed and flexibility. Stubborn and very observant. Weaknesses: He is hot-headed and closed off. He has an Nicotine Addiction and smokes at least 3 times a day. Combat style: He often charges right into battle, due to hotheadedness. But he can tell when its a lost cause, but that rarely helps him, he is to prideful. Supplies: A Skateboard, Hunting knife, A week of clean clothes, a week of dirty clothes. a lighter, four packs of cigarettes - one half empty. A duo person collapsible tent. ╔══════════════╗
~In addition~
╚══════════════╝ Vehicle: He owns a blue Chevrolet Cavalier 2004 LS. Others: He is Agnostic now, he has abandoned the faith he was raised with after his mothers death.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 2:29 am
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~ Basic Skills ~
╚══════════════╝ Cardio Rule #1 for survival. If you run out of Stamina, that's it. Can't fight, can't run away. You're done. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Wits When s**t hits the fan, you need to think fast. The quicker you can assess a situation, the better chance you have. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Fighting Sometimes the best defense is a lead pipe to the face. Other times, it's getting the hell out of the way. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Shooting Used to be shooting was just a hobby. Now it's a daily requirement.. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★
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~ Person Skills ~
╚══════════════╝ (these skills are picked by the player or can be suggested by crew. Everyone gets at least two skills but depending on the age, profession, or lifestyle you may get more. Note: Not all skills are useful they can prove to be hinders more then anything.) Skill Name Basic description ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Skill Name Basic description ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 3:45 pm
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~ Animal Companion ~
╚══════════════╝ Name: Jewel Age: 6 Gender: Female Type: A cat Breed: Turkish Van Physical Appearance: She's kinda the runt, being smaller for her age and having short soft fur. Fur: Mostly White with Brown on the head and back. Eye Color: Big and brown
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~ Skills ~
╚══════════════╝ Cardio Rule #1 for survival. If you run out of Stamina, that's it. Can't fight, can't run away. You're done. This goes for animals too. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Wits Sometimes the animal really is smarter than the human ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Loyalty Treat an animal right and it will go through hell to get to you. Treat it wrong and it'll turn on you when you need it most. ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★ Fighting Claws and teeth work as well as blades and guns. Occasionally better ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 1:30 pm
 Please fill out your character blurb and pm it to myself. You'll find it in the skeleton thread at the bottom :3
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 11:46 pm
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