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by Dath on Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:26 am
Name: Dath "Stoner" "Stone Wall" "Headshot" Burnsmith
Age: 16
Appearance:6'1" Pasty white, Medium length White-Blond hair, handsome face, storm blue eyes, medium build, surprisingly strong, good running stride and very fast, size 10 1/2 feet, usually wears a white t-shirt under an almost black grey zippered hoodie, transition-lens thick glasses (he's not blind, just very near sighted) black jeans, a black fingerless glove on his left hand, a bullet hole straight through his right palm that restricts his ring finger movement to very little. when not wearing his hood up, he usually wears his white fedora with a silver Joker's card sewn into the side. He always wears his watch with both analog and digital time.
Personality: Likes attention to an extent but very friendly and has good virtues. he is a good friend and always sticks up for the little guy. Very patient and understanding. Sometimes has crying spells and quiet spells when he will only speak in short sentences to answer questions that are not yes/no. Caring and compasionate. has a way of making others feel loved and welcomed. Verry musically gifted and likes to write songs and poetry. has a weird habit of painting with blood and making strange symbols. The killing of his girlfriend by the undead gives him a fiery hatred for them and will stop at nothing to grind them to decaying pulp. He also has her name "Lucia" carved into his left arm so every time he pulls the trigger he feels her pain in him.
Occupation: High-School Student and Programmer. Good with making weapons and utilities out of household items. also took a course in organic chemisty making him a good household chemist.
Weapon: A bowie knife blade professionally mounted on an unaltered warthog tusk and his custom left-handed bolt action .308 rifle with a army green stock and no scope so far...
Bio: Dath grew to be a fine young man. Gentle, loving, caring, smart, passionate, and very musically gifted. One night, he awoke in the middle of a horrible dream at exactly midnight. There was the sound of glass cracking in his bedroom window. He quickly reached for his cheapy katana and prepared himself, for he was a bit paranoid now that he knew The Vaccine was a hoax. SMASH! uuuuUUUUUnnnnGGGGGHHHHhhhhh... They moaned as they smashed through every window in his house. His little brother, mother, and father never awoke in time to save themselves. Dath barely escaped and began to plan his tactics. he stored up, siphoned gas, and drove until he couldn't drive any further... He now walks alone, searching for a group to join where he is accepted... Despite his secret...
Role Play With others:Y-E-S TOTALLY!
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