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Bones

"I've got a bone to pick with you."

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a character in “Clockwork West”, as played by Zalgo

Description

Bones




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Name: Jones Star

Nickname: Bones

Theme Music: The Ecstasy of Gold - Ennio Morricone

Age: 51 (49 at time of death)

Gender: Male

Orientation: Straight

Race:
Human (Deceased)

Height: 182 Cm

Weight: 7.3 Kg

Profession: Drifter





Appearance:

Some people might describe him as kind of bony. A relatively ragged skeleton he's quite bleached from the sun's unforgiving rays and worn from the desert's harsh sands. He's seen wearing a brown duster coat and brown stove top hat, all just as worn from his travels. He carries a belt with holsters for two guns that are currently missing from him. He typically smokes even though it does absolutely nothing for him, it is just out of force of habit.

Oddities: He smokes habitually even though he's a skeleton.

Personality:

He was never a particularly upbeat character and death has done little to improve his personality.

He could best be described as a rather focused individual, having very few of the distractions of life to break his concentration. Having lost all his memories prior to his death he can be seen as somewhat thoughtful as he tries to put the pieces of the puzzle that was his life back together. When it comes to confrontation he's got a no nonsense attitude, rarely talking around the point. For him diplomacy is short and is quickly resolved by violence as he's got little else to go off of in his current state of mind.

Seeing as how people judge him based on his appearance he's not disillusioned towards the idea that people might be prejudiced. Familiar with the rough side of life he's a gruff and cynical man but not completely without a heart. He can't really let his emotions show since he doesn't have a face but if he feels a cause is moral he'll lend his services. On the opposite end of that he's quite willing to get what's left of his hands dirty if it gets him closer to the truth about what led up to his death. Though grim as he might be he sometimes can have a sense of humor and is not above occasionally cracking a bad pun here and there.

Ultimately he seeks truth, no matter what it may bring.

Bio:

He awoke.

The first detail which first stood out was that he was hanging by his neck from a noose tied to a tree. The next detail to catch his sight was that he was nothing but bones.

A disquieting awakening that much was certain. When he finally slipped his head out from the ropes which had lost their firm grip around his neck a while ago he searched his belongings to see if there was anything to identify himself by. He couldn't remember anything that happened prior to waking up here. While he still remembered how to talk (which he somehow could still do despite the lack of lips, a tongue and vocal cords) and how to perform most actions he knew how to do before his death all his memories were gone.

On him he found little more than a set of empty holsters, an empty cigar case and a dry metal flask. The flask was notable in that it had a star engraved on it's face. That was the first piece of his identity he could gleam. With little more than howling desert winds and rolling tumble weeds he picked a direction and started walking. He figured he'd start asking questions about who he was, how he died and why he was walking around again once there was another living soul to talk to.

After many days, possibly months, of walking he arrives at the town of Madeira Junction.





Likes:

- Cigars
- Answers
- Fine guns
- Puns
- The night

Dislikes:

- Manipulative people
- Liars
- Fire
- Having secrets kept from him
- Trains

Fears:

- Not finding out his past
- Being left as nothing more than a skull, unable to do anything



So begins...

Bones's Story