Post by kitsuneflaw on Jan 6, 2011 4:23:15 GMT -5
Name: King Dansaer
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long black hair, the front bang covering over his right eye. The bang has a green tip, the back of his hair cut short and spiked up bleach blond. Dark caramel eyes, a burn scar left under his right eye where his hair covers up. Wears a black tee shirt with the sleeves mostly burned off, black cargo pants and worn black and white sneakers.
He is 6"3' and weighs 276 lbs.
Class: Civilian
Abilities: He is fairly intelligent from years of reading text books as well as tinkering with tech. His night vision is a little bit better than a normal persons, though not by much. He can handle a rifle pretty well but would prefer to use the better method of a spray can and a lighter. He knows his way around a fire.
Biographical Information: King had moved from town to town as a child. Never really paying attention to those around him and causing different kinds of chaos for anyone who tried to get close to him. Of course he had an odd fascination with fire that kept most people away from him. HE didn't mind it of course, it gave him more time to learn about the computers he surrounded himself with.
When he grew older he let more people into his life. He tried to settle down and start a normal life with the small group of friends he allowed into his life. He spent his eighteenth year of life in a small town in Washington. He was happy for the first time in his life.
Nearing the end of his eighteenth year though, he started having odd nightmares involving a bald man wearing a suit. He was always watching, though King never seen any eyes on the creature. It haunted him for his last month. He usually disregarded the nightmares and tried to live his life normally, but something kept nagging at him. On his birthday his friends planned a surprise party in his home. He was out at his job working on computers at the only computer repair shop in town.
King had come home from a rough day of work, pushing the doors open he near screamed. The bloody bodies of his friends, all left behind by something he never seen. He stepped into the carnage, looking at each of the bodies of the only people who accepted him. Unable to accept it he walked over to his liqueur cabinet and picked up a bottle of vodka. Taking a deep drink from the bottle he felt uneasy. Something looming near him. He whipped the bottle away from him and watched as it collided with his computer.
Sparks flying ever where, his home burst into flames. Crashing from the window behind him as his home slowly started to burn. The feeling of whatever looming never ceased.
He left the town, his home in flames and his friends dead. He had no knowledge of what would kill them. How it would have done that. The nightmares of the bald man increased as he slept, watching it kill his friends in every way possible. He entered the next town after wandering for so long. The heavy mist outside made him seek shelter in an abandoned house. This is where his story really begins.
Ten Facts About King Dansaer:
1. King ALWAYS has a lighter on him.
2. He wants revenge for his friends but has no idea what to seek it on.
3. He always carries a can of body spray.
4. He suffers from mood swings that causes him to be kind one moment then a sobbing wreck the next.
5. He never felt good enough to make anyone happy.
6. He has trouble making new friends.
7. Surprisingly, he likes Pie more than Cake.
8. When he gets his hands on a rifle he becomes unseen.
9. He prefers the night over the day.
10. He doesn't mind if death takes him out quickly.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long black hair, the front bang covering over his right eye. The bang has a green tip, the back of his hair cut short and spiked up bleach blond. Dark caramel eyes, a burn scar left under his right eye where his hair covers up. Wears a black tee shirt with the sleeves mostly burned off, black cargo pants and worn black and white sneakers.
He is 6"3' and weighs 276 lbs.
Class: Civilian
Abilities: He is fairly intelligent from years of reading text books as well as tinkering with tech. His night vision is a little bit better than a normal persons, though not by much. He can handle a rifle pretty well but would prefer to use the better method of a spray can and a lighter. He knows his way around a fire.
Biographical Information: King had moved from town to town as a child. Never really paying attention to those around him and causing different kinds of chaos for anyone who tried to get close to him. Of course he had an odd fascination with fire that kept most people away from him. HE didn't mind it of course, it gave him more time to learn about the computers he surrounded himself with.
When he grew older he let more people into his life. He tried to settle down and start a normal life with the small group of friends he allowed into his life. He spent his eighteenth year of life in a small town in Washington. He was happy for the first time in his life.
Nearing the end of his eighteenth year though, he started having odd nightmares involving a bald man wearing a suit. He was always watching, though King never seen any eyes on the creature. It haunted him for his last month. He usually disregarded the nightmares and tried to live his life normally, but something kept nagging at him. On his birthday his friends planned a surprise party in his home. He was out at his job working on computers at the only computer repair shop in town.
King had come home from a rough day of work, pushing the doors open he near screamed. The bloody bodies of his friends, all left behind by something he never seen. He stepped into the carnage, looking at each of the bodies of the only people who accepted him. Unable to accept it he walked over to his liqueur cabinet and picked up a bottle of vodka. Taking a deep drink from the bottle he felt uneasy. Something looming near him. He whipped the bottle away from him and watched as it collided with his computer.
Sparks flying ever where, his home burst into flames. Crashing from the window behind him as his home slowly started to burn. The feeling of whatever looming never ceased.
He left the town, his home in flames and his friends dead. He had no knowledge of what would kill them. How it would have done that. The nightmares of the bald man increased as he slept, watching it kill his friends in every way possible. He entered the next town after wandering for so long. The heavy mist outside made him seek shelter in an abandoned house. This is where his story really begins.
Ten Facts About King Dansaer:
1. King ALWAYS has a lighter on him.
2. He wants revenge for his friends but has no idea what to seek it on.
3. He always carries a can of body spray.
4. He suffers from mood swings that causes him to be kind one moment then a sobbing wreck the next.
5. He never felt good enough to make anyone happy.
6. He has trouble making new friends.
7. Surprisingly, he likes Pie more than Cake.
8. When he gets his hands on a rifle he becomes unseen.
9. He prefers the night over the day.
10. He doesn't mind if death takes him out quickly.
