Post by Incarn on Apr 18, 2010 1:36:16 GMT -5
Name : Wilson
Alias : Will/Willy
Gender : Male
Age : 29
Race : Human
Sexuality : Mostly straight.
Marital Status : Single
Occupation : Thief, sometimes a singer/musician.
Height : 6'1"
Weight : 115 lbs
Body Type : Skinny & lanky, with corded/tiny muscles.
Skin : Very tan & rough. Various tattoes across his torso, shoulders, and arms. A tiny little nick of a scar on his right cheekbone.
Eyes : Hazel
Hair : Spiky and blond, with a greenish sheen; color is most intense at the roots.
Physical Description :
Wilson is long-boned and skinny, the type of musculature that made him seem even taller than he already was. His hair is held out of his face with a bandanna that's obviously very old; the edges are tattered, it's full of holes, and it has faint stains that look like they'd taken some serious scrubbing to get off. Wilson also has a goatee/5 o'clock shadow, and it's made interesting by the greenish tinge to his hair. He generally has a rough and tumbled appearance, as his clothes are usually frayed at the edges and smudged liberally with dirt. Wilson never seems to visibly carry any possessions but an experienced eye could probably spot the little daggers hidden in the waistband of his pants and strapped on his right arm underneath the sleeve. His knuckles are scarred and calloused in a way where one could know he's split the skin punching a lot of people.
Speech : A very enthusiastic and emotional tenor; Wilson knows how to control his voice to sing very well and tell great stories. This also makes him good at lying. Also, he tends to slurring and a lot of profanity.
Personality :
Very boisterous, blunt, and down-to-earth. Compulsive liar and spewer of half-truths. Sneaky, kleptomaniac, enjoys drawing attention to himself. Has an odd habit of going long periods of time without any food. Not particularly smart, as in, easily confused and not very knowledgeable in books/math/writing along with bad memory, but clever and witty. Extremely protective of his belongings and few friends but otherwise very easy-going and likable, if rude and overly-loud. Has a tendency to moving around a lot; Wilson cannot keep still and fiddles with his hands if not otherwise occupied. Somewhat greedy.
Likes : Sex, alcohol, music, stories, stealing, laughing, enjoying the simpler things in life, random fist-fights, sleeping.
Dislikes : Religion, authority figures, bratty children, prudish people, ignorance, bouncers, being unable to convey his meaning properly.
Fears : The dark, small spaces, being held down/unable to move (all those three are crippling fears, able to drive Will into hysterics). Spiders/bugs (as long as they don't touch him he's fine), being completely alone, being abandoned, unexplained and irrational fear of the Noragoki.
Family : Unknown
History : Unknown
Allegiance : N/A
Weapons : Daggers, his fists.
Magick : N/A
Strengths : He does unusually well in using his body as a weapon, as if he knows and has mastered a brutal martial art.
Weaknesses : Fighting women (especially pretty/beautiful women), well-armored people, canines.
Extra Information : Amnesiac. Woke up one day when he was 22, leaning against the wall of Caerna City, with nothing but his clothes and bandanna. Randomly forgets important things.
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Alias : Will/Willy
Gender : Male
Age : 29
Race : Human
Sexuality : Mostly straight.
Marital Status : Single
Occupation : Thief, sometimes a singer/musician.
Height : 6'1"
Weight : 115 lbs
Body Type : Skinny & lanky, with corded/tiny muscles.
Skin : Very tan & rough. Various tattoes across his torso, shoulders, and arms. A tiny little nick of a scar on his right cheekbone.
Eyes : Hazel
Hair : Spiky and blond, with a greenish sheen; color is most intense at the roots.
Physical Description :
Wilson is long-boned and skinny, the type of musculature that made him seem even taller than he already was. His hair is held out of his face with a bandanna that's obviously very old; the edges are tattered, it's full of holes, and it has faint stains that look like they'd taken some serious scrubbing to get off. Wilson also has a goatee/5 o'clock shadow, and it's made interesting by the greenish tinge to his hair. He generally has a rough and tumbled appearance, as his clothes are usually frayed at the edges and smudged liberally with dirt. Wilson never seems to visibly carry any possessions but an experienced eye could probably spot the little daggers hidden in the waistband of his pants and strapped on his right arm underneath the sleeve. His knuckles are scarred and calloused in a way where one could know he's split the skin punching a lot of people.
Speech : A very enthusiastic and emotional tenor; Wilson knows how to control his voice to sing very well and tell great stories. This also makes him good at lying. Also, he tends to slurring and a lot of profanity.
Personality :
Very boisterous, blunt, and down-to-earth. Compulsive liar and spewer of half-truths. Sneaky, kleptomaniac, enjoys drawing attention to himself. Has an odd habit of going long periods of time without any food. Not particularly smart, as in, easily confused and not very knowledgeable in books/math/writing along with bad memory, but clever and witty. Extremely protective of his belongings and few friends but otherwise very easy-going and likable, if rude and overly-loud. Has a tendency to moving around a lot; Wilson cannot keep still and fiddles with his hands if not otherwise occupied. Somewhat greedy.
Likes : Sex, alcohol, music, stories, stealing, laughing, enjoying the simpler things in life, random fist-fights, sleeping.
Dislikes : Religion, authority figures, bratty children, prudish people, ignorance, bouncers, being unable to convey his meaning properly.
Fears : The dark, small spaces, being held down/unable to move (all those three are crippling fears, able to drive Will into hysterics). Spiders/bugs (as long as they don't touch him he's fine), being completely alone, being abandoned, unexplained and irrational fear of the Noragoki.
Family : Unknown
History : Unknown
Allegiance : N/A
Weapons : Daggers, his fists.
Magick : N/A
Strengths : He does unusually well in using his body as a weapon, as if he knows and has mastered a brutal martial art.
Weaknesses : Fighting women (especially pretty/beautiful women), well-armored people, canines.
Extra Information : Amnesiac. Woke up one day when he was 22, leaning against the wall of Caerna City, with nothing but his clothes and bandanna. Randomly forgets important things.
Reference Picture(s) :