Post by Snickerz on Jul 27, 2008 16:23:29 GMT -5
Name: Zahler (Pronounced Zay-Ler) Chesapeake
(Nickname: Fido)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Unknown, but he still says human.
Height: 5 feet 5 inches
Eye Color: Greenish, but more blue than the regular green.
Hair Color: Brown, but lighter than some.
Hair Style: What style? He just keeps it a medium length
Clothing: A darker green jacket he wears open with a lime green shirt underneath. He has a blue beanie with a cow sewn onto the front (Accurate, not cartoony), a dark green leather glove, and two large silver bracelets on his right wrist. He now sports a small rectangular rimmed pair of spectacles.
Build: Skinny. He doesn’t appear to be strong in the big buff guy kinda way, but he could probably lift an ox if he absolutely needed to. More like a wirey strength.
Personality: Clingy. He doesn’t like being on his own, though his life style calls for it. When he’s on his own he’ll talk to himself to keep himself company, but tends to get in arguments with himself a lot. When he’s with others he will follow them everywhere and do all he can to get them to like him, though he tries to do it subtly as possible. He doesn’t like to admit that he doesn’t like being alone. After his recent adventures, he is a little more independant, but still does badly when alone.
History: Since his parent’s job was too dangerous to bring a child with them they dropped him off with his grandfather to raise, much to the grandfathers chagrin. The grandfather reluctantly raised the boy in his life style, which was little better than Zahler’s parents, as a paintbrush stave master, and a traveler doing odd jobs to make money and eat. The jobs tended to go from window washing to killing your enemies and everything in between. When he was five, Zahler’s parents disappeared on one of their explorations, and at age twelve his grandfather died in his sleep, leaving Zahler all alone. Keeping to what he learned, Zahler continued to travel the world, doing what he had to to survive. As a result of his adventures he has learned that all life is important, and does what he can to avoid killing anything.
Important Notes: His weapon is the paintbrush stave, with which he can make any none living thing he wants. The brush “feeds” off his thoughts and imagination, so he only has to picture what he wants and make a few strokes with the brush, and the paint will form that image into a 3D shape. The creations only last so long (usually ten or twenty minutes, depending on the size), unless he can get a special kind of paint which makes the objects last forever, and they melt when wet (They were originally paint after all). Pressing a certain button on the stave will retract the brush and bring out a spear-head on the other end. This is his primary weapon.
(Nickname: Fido)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Unknown, but he still says human.
Height: 5 feet 5 inches
Eye Color: Greenish, but more blue than the regular green.
Hair Color: Brown, but lighter than some.
Hair Style: What style? He just keeps it a medium length
Clothing: A darker green jacket he wears open with a lime green shirt underneath. He has a blue beanie with a cow sewn onto the front (Accurate, not cartoony), a dark green leather glove, and two large silver bracelets on his right wrist. He now sports a small rectangular rimmed pair of spectacles.
Build: Skinny. He doesn’t appear to be strong in the big buff guy kinda way, but he could probably lift an ox if he absolutely needed to. More like a wirey strength.
Personality: Clingy. He doesn’t like being on his own, though his life style calls for it. When he’s on his own he’ll talk to himself to keep himself company, but tends to get in arguments with himself a lot. When he’s with others he will follow them everywhere and do all he can to get them to like him, though he tries to do it subtly as possible. He doesn’t like to admit that he doesn’t like being alone. After his recent adventures, he is a little more independant, but still does badly when alone.
History: Since his parent’s job was too dangerous to bring a child with them they dropped him off with his grandfather to raise, much to the grandfathers chagrin. The grandfather reluctantly raised the boy in his life style, which was little better than Zahler’s parents, as a paintbrush stave master, and a traveler doing odd jobs to make money and eat. The jobs tended to go from window washing to killing your enemies and everything in between. When he was five, Zahler’s parents disappeared on one of their explorations, and at age twelve his grandfather died in his sleep, leaving Zahler all alone. Keeping to what he learned, Zahler continued to travel the world, doing what he had to to survive. As a result of his adventures he has learned that all life is important, and does what he can to avoid killing anything.
Important Notes: His weapon is the paintbrush stave, with which he can make any none living thing he wants. The brush “feeds” off his thoughts and imagination, so he only has to picture what he wants and make a few strokes with the brush, and the paint will form that image into a 3D shape. The creations only last so long (usually ten or twenty minutes, depending on the size), unless he can get a special kind of paint which makes the objects last forever, and they melt when wet (They were originally paint after all). Pressing a certain button on the stave will retract the brush and bring out a spear-head on the other end. This is his primary weapon.