Post by Richter on Nov 20, 2006 10:37:22 GMT -5
Name: Richter
Age: 14 1/2
Gender: male
Appearance or Pictures: Richter wears a dark grey hoody that matches his grey eyes. On the hoody there is a strange symbol that resembles a skull and cross bones. He has blonde hair that covers his eyes and skin that is similar to worn leather. He wears baggy cargo pants with a hole worn in both knees. His shoes are a light brown with lighter brown tongues.
He is very tall for his age standing at 6’2’’. He has large hands and when curled into a fist is about the size of a soft ball. On his right hand there is a strange birth mark. It looks similar to the heartless insignia but is cracked in half.
History: Richter grew up in Duskton living with his parents. He never talked to the other kids due to his height. In school he was made fun of and on many occasions he has gotten into fights with the kids that made fun of him. He has a reputation for being freakishly strong at the age of twelve he could already lift two hundred pounds of weights. He also had a very high pain tolerance.
He never had friends but he always tried to make some. When he turned thirteen he had a dream about a strange world. On the world he found a very strange sword shaped like a key. For some reason he was drawn to it. After picking it up a strange being came down and struck out at him. Richter fought back and won. After that he awoke. He felt something cold near his foot. When he pulled away the covers and there lying at the foot of his bed was the keyblade.
He practiced with it on a daily basis becoming stronger. He wondered about the dream every day after he had it. The fact that the keyblade was there when he awoke amazed him even more than the dream. He tried to find any records of things like it occurring but no luck. He decided to go on a journey to leave and make friends but first he has to find away off Duskton.
Personality: Richter is usually very quiet. When he around people he doesn’t know he will usually only say a few words. Most of the time those words are, ”Hello my name is Richter.” He hates to be around people he doesn’t know.
When Richter is around people he knows with isn’t many he likes to talk. He likes to listen to rock music. Not many people know that much about him. To almost everyone in Duskton he is a mystery.
Team: none yet
Weapon: Twilight’s Might
Sample RP: Richter down an alleyway watching the mice around him scurry with every foot step he took. He sighed when he reached a dead end. He looked at the wall. It was old and looked like it was about to fall. There was a large sign that said due for deconstruction. The sign looked old. He drew back his fist and hit the wall loosening some of the bricks. He drew back his fist again and hit it again. All of the bricks fell to the ground. He didn’t celebrate his accomplishment he just walked past the debris and walked home.
(100words)
Age: 14 1/2
Gender: male
Appearance or Pictures: Richter wears a dark grey hoody that matches his grey eyes. On the hoody there is a strange symbol that resembles a skull and cross bones. He has blonde hair that covers his eyes and skin that is similar to worn leather. He wears baggy cargo pants with a hole worn in both knees. His shoes are a light brown with lighter brown tongues.
He is very tall for his age standing at 6’2’’. He has large hands and when curled into a fist is about the size of a soft ball. On his right hand there is a strange birth mark. It looks similar to the heartless insignia but is cracked in half.
History: Richter grew up in Duskton living with his parents. He never talked to the other kids due to his height. In school he was made fun of and on many occasions he has gotten into fights with the kids that made fun of him. He has a reputation for being freakishly strong at the age of twelve he could already lift two hundred pounds of weights. He also had a very high pain tolerance.
He never had friends but he always tried to make some. When he turned thirteen he had a dream about a strange world. On the world he found a very strange sword shaped like a key. For some reason he was drawn to it. After picking it up a strange being came down and struck out at him. Richter fought back and won. After that he awoke. He felt something cold near his foot. When he pulled away the covers and there lying at the foot of his bed was the keyblade.
He practiced with it on a daily basis becoming stronger. He wondered about the dream every day after he had it. The fact that the keyblade was there when he awoke amazed him even more than the dream. He tried to find any records of things like it occurring but no luck. He decided to go on a journey to leave and make friends but first he has to find away off Duskton.
Personality: Richter is usually very quiet. When he around people he doesn’t know he will usually only say a few words. Most of the time those words are, ”Hello my name is Richter.” He hates to be around people he doesn’t know.
When Richter is around people he knows with isn’t many he likes to talk. He likes to listen to rock music. Not many people know that much about him. To almost everyone in Duskton he is a mystery.
Team: none yet
Weapon: Twilight’s Might
Sample RP: Richter down an alleyway watching the mice around him scurry with every foot step he took. He sighed when he reached a dead end. He looked at the wall. It was old and looked like it was about to fall. There was a large sign that said due for deconstruction. The sign looked old. He drew back his fist and hit the wall loosening some of the bricks. He drew back his fist again and hit it again. All of the bricks fell to the ground. He didn’t celebrate his accomplishment he just walked past the debris and walked home.
(100words)
