Post by vassago on Jul 28, 2005 20:13:57 GMT -5
Character
Name: Loki Volkion
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: None
Description
Height: 6' 6"
Hair Color/Style/Texture: Black\short\straight
Eye Color/Shape: Grey\Narrow\shifty
Skin Tone: white
Build: once a week gym kinda build
Clothing: plain, black mostly
Equipment: No Equipment needed
Skills: Black Magic
Personality: Cunning, quiet, stealy, thief, loner, shifty, untrusting. He sticks to the shadows.
Background: Loki has been stuck in a rut since childhood. He has always stolen from people, finding that it was the easiest and fastest to get what he wanted. Using black magic he carried out many thieves and a few murders called upon by someone else. Loki had not known the men he murdered, only that the man the hired him wanted them dead. He had been paid $100 for each murder. Not much, but more than Loki had ever gotten. He had never really taken much ambition to get a girlfriend, even though he watched the young teenage girls from the shadows. He enjoyed it when they sensed him and became frightened, some even ran, exciting him and causing him to slip through the shadows chasing them. Until appearing in a doorway or under a streetlamp as if he had been there the entire time. Cutting them off, asking them where their parents were and why they were running. Offering him comfort, even though his shifty grey eyes wandered over their lush, young, perky, unmarred bodies. Offering them hugs and a body guard on their way home. He came here now, to continue as himself...but perhaps change a little bit. Ya never know...he could just wreak havoc and leave...
Name: Loki Volkion
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: None
Description
Height: 6' 6"
Hair Color/Style/Texture: Black\short\straight
Eye Color/Shape: Grey\Narrow\shifty
Skin Tone: white
Build: once a week gym kinda build
Clothing: plain, black mostly
Equipment: No Equipment needed
Skills: Black Magic
Personality: Cunning, quiet, stealy, thief, loner, shifty, untrusting. He sticks to the shadows.
Background: Loki has been stuck in a rut since childhood. He has always stolen from people, finding that it was the easiest and fastest to get what he wanted. Using black magic he carried out many thieves and a few murders called upon by someone else. Loki had not known the men he murdered, only that the man the hired him wanted them dead. He had been paid $100 for each murder. Not much, but more than Loki had ever gotten. He had never really taken much ambition to get a girlfriend, even though he watched the young teenage girls from the shadows. He enjoyed it when they sensed him and became frightened, some even ran, exciting him and causing him to slip through the shadows chasing them. Until appearing in a doorway or under a streetlamp as if he had been there the entire time. Cutting them off, asking them where their parents were and why they were running. Offering him comfort, even though his shifty grey eyes wandered over their lush, young, perky, unmarred bodies. Offering them hugs and a body guard on their way home. He came here now, to continue as himself...but perhaps change a little bit. Ya never know...he could just wreak havoc and leave...
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