Post by Larky on Aug 21, 2010 23:16:54 GMT -5
Name-
Yami "Blast" Gyrlock
Gender-
Male
Age-
24
DOB-
January 14th
Species-
Humanoid
Special Talents
"I have to do everything around here don't I? Well, for one thing, I must admit that I am a freak. I can slink around like a cat and pretty much teleport, if you want to call it that. You know how those furry things usually end up right in your face when they were once on the other side of the house? Well, yeah. Anyway, I'm an awesome negotiator. You won't believe how fast I can steal the underwear off someone and leave them with a penny. Well... that's not really negotiating. But I've been told personally that I can talk anyone into doing anything. Just watch me.
I'm a techy geek and I tend to bite. Get out of my personal space, you snoopy freaks! I work best alone, although I can tolerate group work. Note how I said that. Anyway, I'm best with a sword in my hand. Left handed. No, not really, I'm ambidexterous or whatever, but I like my left side better. Now stop quizzing me or I might just shoot you in the knee right now. "
Appearance-
"Not much can be said here. Ya know, I'm pretty pale- don't know why, I just am that way. I have scars, like, everywhere on my body just about. And you know what's wierd? A lot of them heal as a red line on my skin. i'm beginning to think someone tattoed me as a child or something, because its darn wierd. A lot of my scars healed invisible, to yeah.
I've got coal colored eyes and fire-engine red hair that spikes up like you'd never imagine. Its like a jungle and its annoying when its wet- people think I'm a girl. Well, I'm not, GO AWAY NOW. Its got some black dye in it, kind of stripey, but its fading in some parts. I need to fix that some time, but don't try talking me into it.
You'll die.
Well, there's also my clothing, though I've been told its not that interesting, its scary, its awesome, and its given mothers heart attacks. Whatever you insane people. Black baggy jeans with some pockets, silver buttons, and chains hanging outta those pockets. All chained up, painted, tattered, torn, and just worn out, you got that right.
Now, I don't wear shoes, I wear socks. Just pointing that out real fast. Never liked shoes, never could afford the overspriced thingamajigs. Never had any motivation to buy 'em. Maybe when I step on something and get poisoned I will. Anyway, about my shirt. Tight-fitting red top with sleeves that just cover the tops of my shoulders. There's an awesome black and white dragon design on the front, too.
I've got a lip piercing, a spiked collar, spiked wrist cuffs, you name it. People think I'm punky. I guess I am, deal with it. I'm not going all British cause you said so. Got a tattoo of a tiger all down my left arm, flames and skulls and burning roses and everything. Even gashes. I guess I'm punky.
I also guess I'm muscular enough to actually do junk. Honestly, technology these days. Takes over people's lives, and I have never seen the beauty in those things. Just been able to rip em apart and fix em. Guess I'm tall, what being six foot two and everything. That kinda sums me up."
Personality-
"BLAST. That's why they call me Blast. i've got an explosive temper and you aught to know it. Best not make me mad, cause I've got a sword and I'll use it, you prissies who think its for show. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Don't get me wrong when I say my fury makes me explode.
Hate the light. Hate it. Its always hurt my eyes so bad and burned my skin. It hurts. I like it when its cooler and not blasted one hundred and ten outside, you hear me? I'm like a dumb vampire. Oh, look at me, I DIE IN THE SUN. Now shut up and listen.
You have probably learned by now that I can be pretty snipey. WELL GUESS WHAT? I can be. Get over it. Go away. you should've learned my general mood by now, moving on to your next stupid question."
Why you want to be a Oblivion Member-
"Do NOT make me facepalm here. Honestly, why ELSE would I want to be an oblivion member? No one else accepts my person, so you HAVE to. Screw Jirachi, she's a little picky star head that doesn't see the true value in people. I want to tear her down for that."
History-
Roleplay Example-
Secret Words-[*whisper=admin*]Secret Words Go Here[*/whisper*]
Yami "Blast" Gyrlock
Gender-
Male
Age-
24
DOB-
January 14th
Species-
Humanoid
Special Talents
"I have to do everything around here don't I? Well, for one thing, I must admit that I am a freak. I can slink around like a cat and pretty much teleport, if you want to call it that. You know how those furry things usually end up right in your face when they were once on the other side of the house? Well, yeah. Anyway, I'm an awesome negotiator. You won't believe how fast I can steal the underwear off someone and leave them with a penny. Well... that's not really negotiating. But I've been told personally that I can talk anyone into doing anything. Just watch me.
I'm a techy geek and I tend to bite. Get out of my personal space, you snoopy freaks! I work best alone, although I can tolerate group work. Note how I said that. Anyway, I'm best with a sword in my hand. Left handed. No, not really, I'm ambidexterous or whatever, but I like my left side better. Now stop quizzing me or I might just shoot you in the knee right now. "
Appearance-
"Not much can be said here. Ya know, I'm pretty pale- don't know why, I just am that way. I have scars, like, everywhere on my body just about. And you know what's wierd? A lot of them heal as a red line on my skin. i'm beginning to think someone tattoed me as a child or something, because its darn wierd. A lot of my scars healed invisible, to yeah.
I've got coal colored eyes and fire-engine red hair that spikes up like you'd never imagine. Its like a jungle and its annoying when its wet- people think I'm a girl. Well, I'm not, GO AWAY NOW. Its got some black dye in it, kind of stripey, but its fading in some parts. I need to fix that some time, but don't try talking me into it.
You'll die.
Well, there's also my clothing, though I've been told its not that interesting, its scary, its awesome, and its given mothers heart attacks. Whatever you insane people. Black baggy jeans with some pockets, silver buttons, and chains hanging outta those pockets. All chained up, painted, tattered, torn, and just worn out, you got that right.
Now, I don't wear shoes, I wear socks. Just pointing that out real fast. Never liked shoes, never could afford the overspriced thingamajigs. Never had any motivation to buy 'em. Maybe when I step on something and get poisoned I will. Anyway, about my shirt. Tight-fitting red top with sleeves that just cover the tops of my shoulders. There's an awesome black and white dragon design on the front, too.
I've got a lip piercing, a spiked collar, spiked wrist cuffs, you name it. People think I'm punky. I guess I am, deal with it. I'm not going all British cause you said so. Got a tattoo of a tiger all down my left arm, flames and skulls and burning roses and everything. Even gashes. I guess I'm punky.
I also guess I'm muscular enough to actually do junk. Honestly, technology these days. Takes over people's lives, and I have never seen the beauty in those things. Just been able to rip em apart and fix em. Guess I'm tall, what being six foot two and everything. That kinda sums me up."
Personality-
"BLAST. That's why they call me Blast. i've got an explosive temper and you aught to know it. Best not make me mad, cause I've got a sword and I'll use it, you prissies who think its for show. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Don't get me wrong when I say my fury makes me explode.
Hate the light. Hate it. Its always hurt my eyes so bad and burned my skin. It hurts. I like it when its cooler and not blasted one hundred and ten outside, you hear me? I'm like a dumb vampire. Oh, look at me, I DIE IN THE SUN. Now shut up and listen.
You have probably learned by now that I can be pretty snipey. WELL GUESS WHAT? I can be. Get over it. Go away. you should've learned my general mood by now, moving on to your next stupid question."
Why you want to be a Oblivion Member-
"Do NOT make me facepalm here. Honestly, why ELSE would I want to be an oblivion member? No one else accepts my person, so you HAVE to. Screw Jirachi, she's a little picky star head that doesn't see the true value in people. I want to tear her down for that."
History-
Roleplay Example-
Secret Words-[*whisper=admin*]Secret Words Go Here[*/whisper*]