Post by absolutionbot on Dec 28, 2008 14:58:11 GMT -5
Name: Den
Age: Mid-Twenties
Gender: Male, though often mistaken for a woman
Alignment: Neutral, with a tendency towards Good
Personality: Den is what we might call a free spirit. He's very carefree, go with the flow. He tries to be cute in every situation, often to a point at which everyone gets annoyed at him. He's a peace keeper, trying his very best to keep everyone in the room happy. Mind you, he can be serious when the time calls for it, but he prefers to live in his own little happy world for as long as he possibly can. In rare moments, he can offer words of wisdom and advice to those who seek it, but those are very rare moments. He also has the insatiable need to help people, which can often get him in trouble with a number of different factions.
Physical Appearance: Dark skin, silver hair, gray eyes with a small black swirl tattoo underneath his left. Wears your average citizen clothes and has multiply piercings on both ears. He is also extremely tall and towers over even Torn.
Strengths: Has the ability to channel Eco -- he has small, concentrated Eco crystals that he keeps in a pouch on his belt. Holding one of these in his hands, he's able to channel the Eco through his body.
Weaknesses: Can become overloaded with Eco, making him loose control of himself and his powers. This is extremely unhealthy for him and, depending on the Eco he's channeling at the time, for the people around him. Is also terrified of heights (we're talking about not even getting on zoomers) and terrible with animals of all sorts. He also seems to have awful luck.
Brief History: Den comes from beyond the Wasteland, in a land that populated by channellers and that was, last time he saw it, was in the midst of a civil war. He was nine when his mother took him and his sister into the Wasteland to avoid him being drafted to take his later father's place in the army. The family was unprepared for the MetalHeads, creatures they hadn't encountered back home. He's blocked the attack from his memory, with the next thing he recalls is being in Kras City without either his mother or sister.
He got by in Kras as best as he could without speaking the language. He lived on the streets and eventually got a small job selling taped together weapons for Krew (no refunds of course). Sadly, little Den was completely unaware of the gang warfare he was now apart of and was attack by Mizo's crew. He then was taken in by Sig, who happened to be in the city to stalk up on supplies (mostly things that go boom). Den spent the rest of his childhood in Spargus. He arrived in Haven when he tagged along with Sig, who was assigned to find Damas' lost son. He worked with the Underground as mostly a healer, but sometimes a fighter when they were really desperate. After the war, he assumes essentially the same role -- works as a healer, sometimes fighter, though he is not enlisted in the Guard.
Extras:
-Den's fear of heights comes from being thrown out of a third story window by Razor and Mizo's crew.
-Whatever language everyone else speaks, it's Den's second language. He has a habit of mixing up words or sometimes simply making no sense.
-The only vehicle he's comfortable in is the dune buggies used by Spargus
Picture:
img.photobucket.com/albums/v145/S.Droid/Denden.png
Sample Post:
Den looked up at the sky. He it seemed to him that the sky here in Haven were always gray. He remembered the sky in Kras being blue, though somewhat smoggy, and the sky in Spargus being bluer still. Yet it was always gray her--
Den was brought back into the real world as a low-flying zoomer whizzed past him, the diver yelling profanities at him. Den blinked a couple times then, noticing another zoomer heading toward him, decided it was best to get out of the way, lest he end up at the new KG headquarters in tiny diced pieces.
After a short walk to the Green Sector, punctuated by thoughts of what to buy at the farmer's market and of when his next appointment was, all the while on the look out for more zoomers, he arrived at his destination. The doors slid open as he approached and he entered with a wide smile.
"Eet is time for fun now!" He said happily, "Den has arrived!"
Age: Mid-Twenties
Gender: Male, though often mistaken for a woman
Alignment: Neutral, with a tendency towards Good
Personality: Den is what we might call a free spirit. He's very carefree, go with the flow. He tries to be cute in every situation, often to a point at which everyone gets annoyed at him. He's a peace keeper, trying his very best to keep everyone in the room happy. Mind you, he can be serious when the time calls for it, but he prefers to live in his own little happy world for as long as he possibly can. In rare moments, he can offer words of wisdom and advice to those who seek it, but those are very rare moments. He also has the insatiable need to help people, which can often get him in trouble with a number of different factions.
Physical Appearance: Dark skin, silver hair, gray eyes with a small black swirl tattoo underneath his left. Wears your average citizen clothes and has multiply piercings on both ears. He is also extremely tall and towers over even Torn.
Strengths: Has the ability to channel Eco -- he has small, concentrated Eco crystals that he keeps in a pouch on his belt. Holding one of these in his hands, he's able to channel the Eco through his body.
Weaknesses: Can become overloaded with Eco, making him loose control of himself and his powers. This is extremely unhealthy for him and, depending on the Eco he's channeling at the time, for the people around him. Is also terrified of heights (we're talking about not even getting on zoomers) and terrible with animals of all sorts. He also seems to have awful luck.
Brief History: Den comes from beyond the Wasteland, in a land that populated by channellers and that was, last time he saw it, was in the midst of a civil war. He was nine when his mother took him and his sister into the Wasteland to avoid him being drafted to take his later father's place in the army. The family was unprepared for the MetalHeads, creatures they hadn't encountered back home. He's blocked the attack from his memory, with the next thing he recalls is being in Kras City without either his mother or sister.
He got by in Kras as best as he could without speaking the language. He lived on the streets and eventually got a small job selling taped together weapons for Krew (no refunds of course). Sadly, little Den was completely unaware of the gang warfare he was now apart of and was attack by Mizo's crew. He then was taken in by Sig, who happened to be in the city to stalk up on supplies (mostly things that go boom). Den spent the rest of his childhood in Spargus. He arrived in Haven when he tagged along with Sig, who was assigned to find Damas' lost son. He worked with the Underground as mostly a healer, but sometimes a fighter when they were really desperate. After the war, he assumes essentially the same role -- works as a healer, sometimes fighter, though he is not enlisted in the Guard.
Extras:
-Den's fear of heights comes from being thrown out of a third story window by Razor and Mizo's crew.
-Whatever language everyone else speaks, it's Den's second language. He has a habit of mixing up words or sometimes simply making no sense.
-The only vehicle he's comfortable in is the dune buggies used by Spargus
Picture:
img.photobucket.com/albums/v145/S.Droid/Denden.png
Sample Post:
Den looked up at the sky. He it seemed to him that the sky here in Haven were always gray. He remembered the sky in Kras being blue, though somewhat smoggy, and the sky in Spargus being bluer still. Yet it was always gray her--
Den was brought back into the real world as a low-flying zoomer whizzed past him, the diver yelling profanities at him. Den blinked a couple times then, noticing another zoomer heading toward him, decided it was best to get out of the way, lest he end up at the new KG headquarters in tiny diced pieces.
After a short walk to the Green Sector, punctuated by thoughts of what to buy at the farmer's market and of when his next appointment was, all the while on the look out for more zoomers, he arrived at his destination. The doors slid open as he approached and he entered with a wide smile.
"Eet is time for fun now!" He said happily, "Den has arrived!"