Post by Flame on Nov 23, 2006 17:03:45 GMT -5
Name: Keibo
Age: 12yrs.
Gender: Female
Race: Hume
Main Dressphere: Theif
Personality: She's has a habit of sticking things in her little pouch. It was the raised she was raised since her mother died. She thinks on her feet with whatever she can get her hands on. Very resorceful little girl, but she is a pack rat, kinda stuffing things in places and then forgetting sometimes. She means well.
Physical Description: She has long black hair that glistens. She has pale green eyes. She's kidna short, but her large, endless mouth makes up for her shortness...sadly. She's double jointed...in more wasy that 7,649,674,957!
Other: She can't read.
RP Example:
"A little to the left..." She spoke to herself, as she often did. "C'mon, spark you stupid wire."
She was really starting to get waery of this. She had been trying to cut the lights by de-charging the main wire for a long while now, or at least so it seemed. If she could get a small fire going on the fuse, it would give her three minutes to evacuate the room, pull the switch and snatch her prize before the security came as the alarm began to go off. She had the entire system set up. Sadly, every enemy she had stolen from had made the mistake of color-coding the cords in an organized fashion.
"Aha!"
And she was off.
Age: 12yrs.
Gender: Female
Race: Hume
Main Dressphere: Theif
Personality: She's has a habit of sticking things in her little pouch. It was the raised she was raised since her mother died. She thinks on her feet with whatever she can get her hands on. Very resorceful little girl, but she is a pack rat, kinda stuffing things in places and then forgetting sometimes. She means well.
Physical Description: She has long black hair that glistens. She has pale green eyes. She's kidna short, but her large, endless mouth makes up for her shortness...sadly. She's double jointed...in more wasy that 7,649,674,957!
Other: She can't read.
RP Example:
"A little to the left..." She spoke to herself, as she often did. "C'mon, spark you stupid wire."
She was really starting to get waery of this. She had been trying to cut the lights by de-charging the main wire for a long while now, or at least so it seemed. If she could get a small fire going on the fuse, it would give her three minutes to evacuate the room, pull the switch and snatch her prize before the security came as the alarm began to go off. She had the entire system set up. Sadly, every enemy she had stolen from had made the mistake of color-coding the cords in an organized fashion.
"Aha!"
And she was off.
