Post by Ill on Jul 8, 2012 0:06:19 GMT -5
Name: William “Ill” Stone
Nickname: The Hunter
Age: 30
Birthplace: Athlone, Ireland
Height: 6’ 3”
Weight: 197
Hair-color: Dirty blonde
Hair length: Medium, hangs in his face a lot
Eyes: Right is a milky white-blue, left is brown (often doesn’t show, because he wears sunglasses almost every minute of the day, including indoors and at night to cover his visual malady)
Handedness: Right handed
Blood type: He doesn't really know because he doesn't really care
Sexuality: Asexual (mostly because he just doesn’t find the urge)
Jewelry: Always wears a necklace of strung-together wolf teeth; additionally, sometimes wears silver rings or crosses, and sometimes wears a single silver stud earring in his right ear
Tattoos: Has a giant circular Celtic design with the center at the small of his back, stretching out each direction for about three inches
Skin: Worn, slightly grey with either tire, sickness, or just dirt
General appearance: Generally unkempt, doesn’t really care about his appearance
Bad habits: Excessive drinking, his addiction to morphine, tends to have very little discrepancy when it comes to killing/attacking
Favorites: Whiskey, his job, the feeling of pain relief, cool weather, snow, shiny guns
Skills: Talented marksmen, can tell a werewolf from a normal person/normal wolf, will absolutely follow orders from someone who has the right payment
Personal goals: To secure his medicine with as little difficulty as possible
Professional goals: To kill all sons of bitches; those are his official instructions.
Style of speech: Normal tone, normal words; slight Irish accent but tends to be heard only when he’s extremely upset/he doesn’t feel very good
Commonly used phrases: Nothing, really; it is notable that he talks a lot though. He doesn’t ramble…he just talks until he gets his point across
Background:
Personality: Loose, relaxed, open, bohemian-like charisma, unafraid of violence (but not sadistic)
Physical condition: Moderately sickly from his addiction and from tiring hunts; however, he has a good deal of sinewy muscle, and can stretch his stamina to last him a while when high on morphine or on a hunt
Distinguishable marks: He has a series of small pockmarked scars on the inside of his left arm from needles; also has a scar on his jaw
Dress: Always seems to dress in layers of dark clothing (such as scarves, bomber jackets, turtle necks, jeans, black tank tops, etc) because he’s always cold
Sense of humor: Fairly normal, but he doesn’t laugh at really stupid things like bodily functions
Temper: It’s actually somewhat frustrating how much it takes to make him mad; he’s used to stressful situations, so if he went off on every little thing, he would be miserable all the time which he’s not on board for xD
Choice of entertainment: He likes video games and watching television, but he can be found chilling in bars, talking to people on the side of the street or just walking around looking at stuff. He also really likes sleeping; in a perfect world, he would sleep 16 hours a day
Strengths: His ability to follow orders, his openness, the fact that he holds very little about himself a secret
Weakness: His addiction, his hard-headed nature, whenever he’s in withdrawal he doesn’t have a clear mind / his aim is weakened
Dexterity: Fast in short bursts, can run steadily for a lengthy period; is quick in drawing his gun
Health: Moderately low, but he’s pretty careful about it
Likes: Morphine (derp), his pet cat, getting praise for his actions, cool weather, his weapons, snow, video games, television, talking to people
Dislikes: Hot weather, werewolves, drunks, beer bottles, glass in general, restricting clothing, submitting to people
Intelligence: Pretty average, but he can solve problems with relative ease
Charisma: High, in a scruffy, not-charming-at-all kind of way
Gear: Pistols, various and sundry knives buckled all over the place, he carries rope and a bear trap with him everywhere; also has silver jewelry to avoid werewolf confrontations
Zodiac sign: Sagittarius
Eyesight: Half-blind, but his unaffected eye is actually pretty good; he has pretty bad depth perception though
Hearing: Average enough
Special training: None
Mental Illness: His addiction is sort of his illness, especially in the case of withdrawal; when he’s gone without at least a small dose of morphine for more than a few days, he gets irritable, snappish, and generally very desperate/sloppy with his work
Nickname: The Hunter
Age: 30
Birthplace: Athlone, Ireland
Height: 6’ 3”
Weight: 197
Hair-color: Dirty blonde
Hair length: Medium, hangs in his face a lot
Eyes: Right is a milky white-blue, left is brown (often doesn’t show, because he wears sunglasses almost every minute of the day, including indoors and at night to cover his visual malady)
Handedness: Right handed
Blood type: He doesn't really know because he doesn't really care
Sexuality: Asexual (mostly because he just doesn’t find the urge)
Jewelry: Always wears a necklace of strung-together wolf teeth; additionally, sometimes wears silver rings or crosses, and sometimes wears a single silver stud earring in his right ear
Tattoos: Has a giant circular Celtic design with the center at the small of his back, stretching out each direction for about three inches
Skin: Worn, slightly grey with either tire, sickness, or just dirt
General appearance: Generally unkempt, doesn’t really care about his appearance
Bad habits: Excessive drinking, his addiction to morphine, tends to have very little discrepancy when it comes to killing/attacking
Favorites: Whiskey, his job, the feeling of pain relief, cool weather, snow, shiny guns
Skills: Talented marksmen, can tell a werewolf from a normal person/normal wolf, will absolutely follow orders from someone who has the right payment
Personal goals: To secure his medicine with as little difficulty as possible
Professional goals: To kill all sons of bitches; those are his official instructions.
Style of speech: Normal tone, normal words; slight Irish accent but tends to be heard only when he’s extremely upset/he doesn’t feel very good
Commonly used phrases: Nothing, really; it is notable that he talks a lot though. He doesn’t ramble…he just talks until he gets his point across
Background:
Personality: Loose, relaxed, open, bohemian-like charisma, unafraid of violence (but not sadistic)
Physical condition: Moderately sickly from his addiction and from tiring hunts; however, he has a good deal of sinewy muscle, and can stretch his stamina to last him a while when high on morphine or on a hunt
Distinguishable marks: He has a series of small pockmarked scars on the inside of his left arm from needles; also has a scar on his jaw
Dress: Always seems to dress in layers of dark clothing (such as scarves, bomber jackets, turtle necks, jeans, black tank tops, etc) because he’s always cold
Sense of humor: Fairly normal, but he doesn’t laugh at really stupid things like bodily functions
Temper: It’s actually somewhat frustrating how much it takes to make him mad; he’s used to stressful situations, so if he went off on every little thing, he would be miserable all the time which he’s not on board for xD
Choice of entertainment: He likes video games and watching television, but he can be found chilling in bars, talking to people on the side of the street or just walking around looking at stuff. He also really likes sleeping; in a perfect world, he would sleep 16 hours a day
Strengths: His ability to follow orders, his openness, the fact that he holds very little about himself a secret
Weakness: His addiction, his hard-headed nature, whenever he’s in withdrawal he doesn’t have a clear mind / his aim is weakened
Dexterity: Fast in short bursts, can run steadily for a lengthy period; is quick in drawing his gun
Health: Moderately low, but he’s pretty careful about it
Likes: Morphine (derp), his pet cat, getting praise for his actions, cool weather, his weapons, snow, video games, television, talking to people
Dislikes: Hot weather, werewolves, drunks, beer bottles, glass in general, restricting clothing, submitting to people
Intelligence: Pretty average, but he can solve problems with relative ease
Charisma: High, in a scruffy, not-charming-at-all kind of way
Gear: Pistols, various and sundry knives buckled all over the place, he carries rope and a bear trap with him everywhere; also has silver jewelry to avoid werewolf confrontations
Zodiac sign: Sagittarius
Eyesight: Half-blind, but his unaffected eye is actually pretty good; he has pretty bad depth perception though
Hearing: Average enough
Special training: None
Mental Illness: His addiction is sort of his illness, especially in the case of withdrawal; when he’s gone without at least a small dose of morphine for more than a few days, he gets irritable, snappish, and generally very desperate/sloppy with his work