Post by johna on Jul 19, 2013 16:42:41 GMT -5
Full Name: Irah Raven feather
Nickname: black wing
Sex:male
Sexual Orientation: Strait
Ethnicity: Indian
Age: 18
Birth date: 5/23/1995
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BRING IT TO WHERE YOU ARE.
MAKING A LAKE OF THE EAST RIVER AND HUDSON.
Eyes: A deep brown with a mix of Hazel in the iris, pupils just the right size not to big, has a black streak across his face and eyes to show he is a Raven feather
Hair: has long black hair decorated with raven feathers in the braid that his going down.
Body Type: he is slim yet built for his outdoors survival and hunting so has muscles but is no completely ripped.
Distinguishing Features: He has
Face Claim:who does your character look like??
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IF I COULD OPEN MY MOUTH.
WIDE ENOUGH FOR A MARCHING BAND TO MARCH OUT.
Likes: Fairy’s, his knife, pretty woman, Hunting, Climbing tree’s
Dislikes: pirates, any one not an Indian, getting wet, boats,
Strength:at least three strengths that you have
Weaknesses: Will do just about anything a Fairy will say, Can’t swim, sea sick
Fears: Drowning, Evil spirits, Crocodiles
Secrets: knows were a bow that belonged to one of the chiefs is.
Best Memory: his mother holding him when he wa scared of thunder when he was young.
Worst Memory:almost drowned in the lake
Habits/Quirks: taps foot when nervouse, when scared rubs his figure and his thumb together, when talking to a girl he likes his ears get red
Appearance: He never wears a shirt and has paint on his chest and face, His hide Indian pants and boots made of hide as well. He has a quiver and a bow he made himself.
Personality:He is very well off about what he does which is hunting. He loves t hunt and so he is somewhat boastful, he is a loyal friend if he made any and he loves to hand out his kill. He is pretty happy guy but can’t for the life of him talk to women and would do anything for a fairy.
Tallents: Hunting, stalking, and making people laugh.
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THEY WOULD MAKE YOUR NAME SING.
BEND THROUGH ALLEYS AND BOUNCE OFF ALL THE BUILDINGS.
Father's Name:Johep Raven Feather
Mother's Name: Sue-an Raven Feather
Siblings/Important Relatives:No relatives just a mom and dad
Spouse or Girl/Boyfriend: looking for love
Overall History:Give the background of your character in detail at least two paragraphs,
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Alias: Johna
Other Characters: N/a
Roleplay Sample: He was in the forest looking for the male to feed his family, his steps were all as they should be, each step was placed because it had to be stepped there, he was hunting and he was in a predator mode. He was low as he moved he had a arrow notched on his bow. His eyes looked, around from the forest around the ground and the leaves, each rack is there, each track he could see as he followed it. The deer so wonderful so happy but the village must be feed and his people should always respect and understand, It is about the village and the spirits allowing him to eat. He would drew his bow back as slow as he could not making any noise and he would take a bit of a breath and then let g of the arrow. Letting it fly straight and true into the neck of the Deer and watching it thud to the ground. He looked at the deer and sighed, he grabbed his knife as he killed the Deer or making sure it was dead and got to work trying gut and dress the deer skinning it and working on skinning it. The spirits allowed him this kill and he would pay homage.
Nickname: black wing
Sex:male
Sexual Orientation: Strait
Ethnicity: Indian
Age: 18
Birth date: 5/23/1995
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BRING IT TO WHERE YOU ARE.
MAKING A LAKE OF THE EAST RIVER AND HUDSON.
Eyes: A deep brown with a mix of Hazel in the iris, pupils just the right size not to big, has a black streak across his face and eyes to show he is a Raven feather
Hair: has long black hair decorated with raven feathers in the braid that his going down.
Body Type: he is slim yet built for his outdoors survival and hunting so has muscles but is no completely ripped.
Distinguishing Features: He has
Face Claim:who does your character look like??
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IF I COULD OPEN MY MOUTH.
WIDE ENOUGH FOR A MARCHING BAND TO MARCH OUT.
Likes: Fairy’s, his knife, pretty woman, Hunting, Climbing tree’s
Dislikes: pirates, any one not an Indian, getting wet, boats,
Strength:at least three strengths that you have
Weaknesses: Will do just about anything a Fairy will say, Can’t swim, sea sick
Fears: Drowning, Evil spirits, Crocodiles
Secrets: knows were a bow that belonged to one of the chiefs is.
Best Memory: his mother holding him when he wa scared of thunder when he was young.
Worst Memory:almost drowned in the lake
Habits/Quirks: taps foot when nervouse, when scared rubs his figure and his thumb together, when talking to a girl he likes his ears get red
Appearance: He never wears a shirt and has paint on his chest and face, His hide Indian pants and boots made of hide as well. He has a quiver and a bow he made himself.
Personality:He is very well off about what he does which is hunting. He loves t hunt and so he is somewhat boastful, he is a loyal friend if he made any and he loves to hand out his kill. He is pretty happy guy but can’t for the life of him talk to women and would do anything for a fairy.
Tallents: Hunting, stalking, and making people laugh.
-------------------------------------------------
THEY WOULD MAKE YOUR NAME SING.
BEND THROUGH ALLEYS AND BOUNCE OFF ALL THE BUILDINGS.
Father's Name:Johep Raven Feather
Mother's Name: Sue-an Raven Feather
Siblings/Important Relatives:No relatives just a mom and dad
Spouse or Girl/Boyfriend: looking for love
Overall History:Give the background of your character in detail at least two paragraphs,
-------------------------------------------------
Alias: Johna
Other Characters: N/a
Roleplay Sample: He was in the forest looking for the male to feed his family, his steps were all as they should be, each step was placed because it had to be stepped there, he was hunting and he was in a predator mode. He was low as he moved he had a arrow notched on his bow. His eyes looked, around from the forest around the ground and the leaves, each rack is there, each track he could see as he followed it. The deer so wonderful so happy but the village must be feed and his people should always respect and understand, It is about the village and the spirits allowing him to eat. He would drew his bow back as slow as he could not making any noise and he would take a bit of a breath and then let g of the arrow. Letting it fly straight and true into the neck of the Deer and watching it thud to the ground. He looked at the deer and sighed, he grabbed his knife as he killed the Deer or making sure it was dead and got to work trying gut and dress the deer skinning it and working on skinning it. The spirits allowed him this kill and he would pay homage.