Post by wickham on Sept 25, 2011 22:37:27 GMT -5
Your name: Rather not give it out... 'Wickham' is quite fine to me.
Age: 18
Availability: I should be on everyday. Being in college, it fluctuates. Typically on rather late; 6pm FST - very late (unless I log off early for other reasons).
Would you be willing to take up a Moderator Position?: I would consider it, but it is not directly desired. I'm here to RP after all.
Would you be willing/able to play influential characters?: Very much so, I love it.
Character name: Jarlath Wickham
Age: 26
Ethnicity/Species: Irish, human.
Summary of personality and appearance: Silent and stoic until you get to know him; then he is all sass and cockiness. Somewhat arrogant and stubborn (he is Irish...), and loves a good brawl.
On the taller side, lean, with dirty blonde, messy hair. Has a birthmark on his left cheek and some green eyes.
Skills: Fighting, drinking, intimidating, 'interrogating'.
Weapons: Italian Switchblade
Sample Post:
Identifiable swagger could be seen from miles away; knees bent almost awkwardly as he walked, slightly hunched shoulders gave him a near idiotic look. However, stubbled chin and stretched skin where a birthmark maimed rugged features gave way to a much more serious man. Green eyes vibrant and aware as the man arrived. Scratching at his chin, as he sought out a most privately talked of place; The Butcher's. Wide grin showing yellow-stained teeth, the Irish man would pat his leg, indicating his dog to follow right along. It listened well enough, but the man carried a thick chain with him at all times; the enormous irish wolfhound, with it's scraggly look and wiry fur could be fairly intimidating. The beast came up to his hips, and strode along at an odd, funky gait to match his master's. Man seemed struck by poverty at how few belongings he carried, but all the same, he was an interesting looking man.
Age: 18
Availability: I should be on everyday. Being in college, it fluctuates. Typically on rather late; 6pm FST - very late (unless I log off early for other reasons).
Would you be willing to take up a Moderator Position?: I would consider it, but it is not directly desired. I'm here to RP after all.
Would you be willing/able to play influential characters?: Very much so, I love it.
Character name: Jarlath Wickham
Age: 26
Ethnicity/Species: Irish, human.
Summary of personality and appearance: Silent and stoic until you get to know him; then he is all sass and cockiness. Somewhat arrogant and stubborn (he is Irish...), and loves a good brawl.
On the taller side, lean, with dirty blonde, messy hair. Has a birthmark on his left cheek and some green eyes.
Skills: Fighting, drinking, intimidating, 'interrogating'.
Weapons: Italian Switchblade
Sample Post:
Identifiable swagger could be seen from miles away; knees bent almost awkwardly as he walked, slightly hunched shoulders gave him a near idiotic look. However, stubbled chin and stretched skin where a birthmark maimed rugged features gave way to a much more serious man. Green eyes vibrant and aware as the man arrived. Scratching at his chin, as he sought out a most privately talked of place; The Butcher's. Wide grin showing yellow-stained teeth, the Irish man would pat his leg, indicating his dog to follow right along. It listened well enough, but the man carried a thick chain with him at all times; the enormous irish wolfhound, with it's scraggly look and wiry fur could be fairly intimidating. The beast came up to his hips, and strode along at an odd, funky gait to match his master's. Man seemed struck by poverty at how few belongings he carried, but all the same, he was an interesting looking man.