Post by skipper on Jan 21, 2009 21:57:59 GMT -6
[shadow=red,left,300]Trust your partner.[/shadow]
Name: Urban
Age: "Jailbait."
Gender: Male
Rank: Player
Birthday: January 3
Sexuality: "Proposition me and you'll find out."
[shadow=purple,left,300]Imagine that.[/shadow]
Personality: Cold and serious, Urban knows life is based off of goals, and he'll be damned if he's to be stopped by an annoying thing like death. Ever concious of himself and his place in society, he's a cold bastard who only wants to get back to his life of power and work. Or, at least, he would, but... Anyway, he's the independent type that only works with others when he's in control.
Wants: Power, money, goals
Fears: Getting embarrassed in public, losing his power
Williingness: He'd kill a baby to get ahead.
History: "What. the. hell. I really don't care about where I've been; all that matters is where I'm going. If you want more, then fine. My parents are possessive, but I still do what I want, when I want, because they know I'm not stupid. They know I wouldn't do anything that might make me look bad later. Unless, of course, I have to." Urban got into a pretty nasty racketeering loop for a while, but he managed to stop it before it was too late. Or, he thought he did. The bullet in his chest says otherwise.
Family: "It's not important."
Medical problems: Urban gets very driven and focused, to the point of obsession.
Lost?: Urban lost his sense of direction. He lost all of his previous goals, and without goals, life becomes meaningless. Or does it? Now, the only ambition he has left is to finish the Game.
[shadow=blue,left,300]Dress for success.[/shadow]
Naked Apperance: Urban has dark hair and lightly tanned skin. His hands are large and quick, and his cheeks appear slightly sunken. He's rather tall, around 6', and he has piercing eyes. Dark, beady eyes that look right through you if you're not careful.
Clothing: A black blazer with slick jeans.
Favorite brand: Dragon Couture. "No other brand meets my tastes."
Trademark item: Urban's signiture Benedict sunglasses produced by Oliver Peoples. This sleek, double-bridge aviator made from high-quality metal sports a straight brow bar and classic, curved lens shape.
[shadow=pink,left,300]I use.[/shadow]
To tell you the truth, in this contract, I don't care about anyone but ME.
Name: Matt
Age: Old enough.
Gender: Male.
English?: I speak English. I can spell. That's all I really need, right?
Exp?: I roleplay... almost never? Does it really matter? I know what I'm doing.
Anything you want to say?: Go to hell.
Name: Urban
Age: "Jailbait."
Gender: Male
Rank: Player
Birthday: January 3
Sexuality: "Proposition me and you'll find out."
[shadow=purple,left,300]Imagine that.[/shadow]
Personality: Cold and serious, Urban knows life is based off of goals, and he'll be damned if he's to be stopped by an annoying thing like death. Ever concious of himself and his place in society, he's a cold bastard who only wants to get back to his life of power and work. Or, at least, he would, but... Anyway, he's the independent type that only works with others when he's in control.
Wants: Power, money, goals
Fears: Getting embarrassed in public, losing his power
Williingness: He'd kill a baby to get ahead.
History: "What. the. hell. I really don't care about where I've been; all that matters is where I'm going. If you want more, then fine. My parents are possessive, but I still do what I want, when I want, because they know I'm not stupid. They know I wouldn't do anything that might make me look bad later. Unless, of course, I have to." Urban got into a pretty nasty racketeering loop for a while, but he managed to stop it before it was too late. Or, he thought he did. The bullet in his chest says otherwise.
Family: "It's not important."
Medical problems: Urban gets very driven and focused, to the point of obsession.
Lost?: Urban lost his sense of direction. He lost all of his previous goals, and without goals, life becomes meaningless. Or does it? Now, the only ambition he has left is to finish the Game.
[shadow=blue,left,300]Dress for success.[/shadow]
Naked Apperance: Urban has dark hair and lightly tanned skin. His hands are large and quick, and his cheeks appear slightly sunken. He's rather tall, around 6', and he has piercing eyes. Dark, beady eyes that look right through you if you're not careful.
Clothing: A black blazer with slick jeans.
Favorite brand: Dragon Couture. "No other brand meets my tastes."
Trademark item: Urban's signiture Benedict sunglasses produced by Oliver Peoples. This sleek, double-bridge aviator made from high-quality metal sports a straight brow bar and classic, curved lens shape.
[shadow=pink,left,300]I use.[/shadow]
To tell you the truth, in this contract, I don't care about anyone but ME.
Name: Matt
Age: Old enough.
Gender: Male.
English?: I speak English. I can spell. That's all I really need, right?
Exp?: I roleplay... almost never? Does it really matter? I know what I'm doing.
Anything you want to say?: Go to hell.