Post by repowolf on Nov 10, 2010 23:23:04 GMT -5
Character Information
The Basics:
Name: Caine Albin
Age(at time of Repo!): 26
Gender: Male
Played by: RepoWolf (me)
Physical Attributes:
Physical Description:
Average Hight, about 5'9. Wears a simple trench-coat with hat that always seems to cover his face with a shadow. He uses that fact to hide his face which has never gone under the surgical knife unlike the rest of his family. Cut off gloves and dark clown-like pants with boots and a belt that holds knives and discarded and re-crafted Repo-Men weaponry. Upon his chest he holds a large scar from when he purposely underwent treatment to draw the Repo-Men to him, having a personal vendetta against them for reasons he keeps to himself. His face is that of a man of long ago. Grizzled and scarred from the various fights he's been in. His eyes are a rare color of white, making him look undead when he's without his hat and coat.
Mental Information:
Likes: Soft orchestral music, knives, simple things, and intense fighting, even if it's just a spar.
Dislikes: Fast pase music, guns, overly complicated things.
Fears: Death, Explosions/
Overall Personality: Quiet, but when he speaks he's blunt, not really a fan of people seeing how everyone he loved has died. He hates the Repo-Men seeing that they killed his family and friends. He sees them as a menace and wishes nothing more but to kill them. He underwent a liver and kidney transplant so that he could lure them to him. His payment is only a day past due, they will be arriving any day now. He has scavenged knives and old Repo-Men weaponry to give them a taste of their own medicine.
History: His family died when he was a teenager, his sister killed during the organ failure, and his parents killed by Repo-Men because of failure to pay. He left the home he was raised in soon after, and lived on the streets, selling Zydrate when it became a big thing, and lived with the GraveRobbers till he was confident in his own accord. Seeing his face reminded him of his past, and of the fights that he had to go though while living on the streets, it just made him angry so he hid it under his hat.
Family: None, they all died
Friends: Same as his family
The Basics:
Name: Caine Albin
Age(at time of Repo!): 26
Gender: Male
Played by: RepoWolf (me)
Physical Attributes:
Physical Description:
Average Hight, about 5'9. Wears a simple trench-coat with hat that always seems to cover his face with a shadow. He uses that fact to hide his face which has never gone under the surgical knife unlike the rest of his family. Cut off gloves and dark clown-like pants with boots and a belt that holds knives and discarded and re-crafted Repo-Men weaponry. Upon his chest he holds a large scar from when he purposely underwent treatment to draw the Repo-Men to him, having a personal vendetta against them for reasons he keeps to himself. His face is that of a man of long ago. Grizzled and scarred from the various fights he's been in. His eyes are a rare color of white, making him look undead when he's without his hat and coat.
Mental Information:
Likes: Soft orchestral music, knives, simple things, and intense fighting, even if it's just a spar.
Dislikes: Fast pase music, guns, overly complicated things.
Fears: Death, Explosions/
Overall Personality: Quiet, but when he speaks he's blunt, not really a fan of people seeing how everyone he loved has died. He hates the Repo-Men seeing that they killed his family and friends. He sees them as a menace and wishes nothing more but to kill them. He underwent a liver and kidney transplant so that he could lure them to him. His payment is only a day past due, they will be arriving any day now. He has scavenged knives and old Repo-Men weaponry to give them a taste of their own medicine.
History: His family died when he was a teenager, his sister killed during the organ failure, and his parents killed by Repo-Men because of failure to pay. He left the home he was raised in soon after, and lived on the streets, selling Zydrate when it became a big thing, and lived with the GraveRobbers till he was confident in his own accord. Seeing his face reminded him of his past, and of the fights that he had to go though while living on the streets, it just made him angry so he hid it under his hat.
Family: None, they all died
Friends: Same as his family