Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 21:28:26 GMT -5
((I swear, in one way or another I sorta make a web between all of my characters on all my sites. Not that anyone will figure this one out, it's an older one.))
Name: Terrance
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Dingo
Personality: Terrance is good looking and he knows how to exploit that. Women are his passion, but the truth is, if Terrance had this life to live again…he’d still fall in love with himself. He is cocky and arrogant, and he strictly believes that he is right and that everyone else just has false opinions. Despite this, he does have a strong-standing set of moral values. He is kind and friendly, but if you break the rules in his point of view then he doesn’t lak yoo anymoah. Exactly what his morals are can be a little confusing though. He believes that killing is wrong and yet as a mercenary he is willing to kill without a second thought. In general he just expects the world to see everything his way. He’s also a rule breaker—a breaker of other people’s rules. As long as he’s not breaking his own rules he thinks he’s fine. He is very fun loving and sarcastic. He loves to pull pranks or just act immature. I guess you could say he’s like a knight of medieval times with a strange sense of honor and an even stranger sense of humor.
Appearance: Terrance is a very tall dingo with distinguished features. He has a jutting, strong muzzle and he has large fluffy ears sticking up on his head. He has golden-yellow fur with a cream-colored underside and muzzle (except for the brim of his nose). He has bright, sky-blue eyes, enhanced. He is clearly used to hard labor in the sun, showing signs of the desert planet he grew up on. His front paws fade to white and his back ones fade to black. He has a bushy, sweeping tail. He wears tan-colored cargo pants and he actually doesn't wear a shirt much because...well, where he grew up you didn't wear one except in the frozen nights. But when he does its an open black jacket (not leather). He also has a blue and white striped feather stuck behind his right ear.
Occupation: Mercenary
Skills: Terrance is best at flying solo ships. He really doesn’t do well on a team and he’ll often go out of his way to show off a little. But he is especially good at reconnaissance missions. He can get into any facility, get any information you want, and be back out without ever letting another soul know. He can also do assassinations but it’s not his specialty. He actually enjoys killing at a distance, like from inside his ship, but he hates it up-close.
Weapons: Terrance doesn’t use plasma weapons except for one inside his boot for emergencies. Plasma draws attention with its light and noise. He prefers rather old-school weapons with bullets and silencers. Particularly sniper rifles, and he has one across his back. He also has a pair of knives at his belt and these are what he was trained with originally. They are his best friends. He’s even named them! Just don’t ask him what those names are. He also has a small one-man ship with plasma guns and a sharp-ended nose. It’s built in a triangular shape.
History: Not an awful lot is known except that he was born on a desert planet and now serves as a mercenary. No one even knows his last name. That's because he hates it.
Name: Terrance
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Dingo
Personality: Terrance is good looking and he knows how to exploit that. Women are his passion, but the truth is, if Terrance had this life to live again…he’d still fall in love with himself. He is cocky and arrogant, and he strictly believes that he is right and that everyone else just has false opinions. Despite this, he does have a strong-standing set of moral values. He is kind and friendly, but if you break the rules in his point of view then he doesn’t lak yoo anymoah. Exactly what his morals are can be a little confusing though. He believes that killing is wrong and yet as a mercenary he is willing to kill without a second thought. In general he just expects the world to see everything his way. He’s also a rule breaker—a breaker of other people’s rules. As long as he’s not breaking his own rules he thinks he’s fine. He is very fun loving and sarcastic. He loves to pull pranks or just act immature. I guess you could say he’s like a knight of medieval times with a strange sense of honor and an even stranger sense of humor.
Appearance: Terrance is a very tall dingo with distinguished features. He has a jutting, strong muzzle and he has large fluffy ears sticking up on his head. He has golden-yellow fur with a cream-colored underside and muzzle (except for the brim of his nose). He has bright, sky-blue eyes, enhanced. He is clearly used to hard labor in the sun, showing signs of the desert planet he grew up on. His front paws fade to white and his back ones fade to black. He has a bushy, sweeping tail. He wears tan-colored cargo pants and he actually doesn't wear a shirt much because...well, where he grew up you didn't wear one except in the frozen nights. But when he does its an open black jacket (not leather). He also has a blue and white striped feather stuck behind his right ear.
Occupation: Mercenary
Skills: Terrance is best at flying solo ships. He really doesn’t do well on a team and he’ll often go out of his way to show off a little. But he is especially good at reconnaissance missions. He can get into any facility, get any information you want, and be back out without ever letting another soul know. He can also do assassinations but it’s not his specialty. He actually enjoys killing at a distance, like from inside his ship, but he hates it up-close.
Weapons: Terrance doesn’t use plasma weapons except for one inside his boot for emergencies. Plasma draws attention with its light and noise. He prefers rather old-school weapons with bullets and silencers. Particularly sniper rifles, and he has one across his back. He also has a pair of knives at his belt and these are what he was trained with originally. They are his best friends. He’s even named them! Just don’t ask him what those names are. He also has a small one-man ship with plasma guns and a sharp-ended nose. It’s built in a triangular shape.
History: Not an awful lot is known except that he was born on a desert planet and now serves as a mercenary. No one even knows his last name. That's because he hates it.
