Post by noah on Jul 5, 2009 21:01:27 GMT -5
Name: Noah Ashford
Nicknames?: No/Specter (bounty hunter name)
Age: 23
Height: 6'1''
Weight: 182lbs
Affiliation: Wastelander/Bounty Hunter
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Picture: (OPTIONAL)
Appearance: (MANDATORY)
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Personality: Noah is very reserved and quiet, even when he is closed to someone. He is very collective in thought and usually keeps to himself. When he is on a hunt, he is very cold and persistent in the chase. He won't stop till he gets his mark.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Likes:
Dislikes:
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TAG! Skills: Medicine, Small guns, Sneak
S.P.E.C.I.A.L:
S-4
P-10
E-2
C-4
I-6
A-7
L-7
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History:
Some men are born into the best of conditions, some are born into the worst settings, but beginnings don't always define one's role in life, one's class. Sometimes greatness is born from the most inhospitable cesspools of the human cruelty.
Noah didn't have a choice in the matter, like most slaves don't. His mother was in her eighth month of pregnancy when the slavers kidnapped her from Redtown. Though she was pregnant, she didn't get any slack, causing the unborn child to be born prematurely. Luckily for her, one of the other slaves used to be a doctor, and even though they didn't have the proper medical supplies, she gave birth to a small, thin, and frail baby boy. Even in hell, joy can be born, and joyful she was. Every slave in the compound help protect the small, innocent life from their cruel masters. Weak with fatigue, the slave mother looked down at her frail child with a equally frail smile across her face. This new life will be named Noah, for though he is frail, he can weather this hell, and become great.
Noah grew fast, he survived his hard beginnings and fought to survive, but what didn't kill him indeed brought him strength. Though he was still frail and weaker then the other prisoner children, he made up for it with his cunning and wit, being able to out smart and trick the slavers better then anyone. This of course followed with a harsh beating. But he was determined and patient, he was going to leave this hell he constantly told himself and his mother. That day did come eventually, and sooner then Noah would have expected.
One morning, Noah awake from his once again poor sleep, to be surprised to find his little corner abandon, empty, his loving mother no where to be seen. After talking to a few of the other slave, it turns out his mother was sold to a shady bunch. Noad could take being beaten and pushed around, but to get rid of a six year old's mother, that was the last straw!
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Nicknames?: No/Specter (bounty hunter name)
Age: 23
Height: 6'1''
Weight: 182lbs
Affiliation: Wastelander/Bounty Hunter
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Picture: (OPTIONAL)
Appearance: (MANDATORY)
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Personality: Noah is very reserved and quiet, even when he is closed to someone. He is very collective in thought and usually keeps to himself. When he is on a hunt, he is very cold and persistent in the chase. He won't stop till he gets his mark.
Strengths:
- High stamina
- Very patient
- Very agile and quick
- Intelligent
- Good accuracy
Weaknesses:
- Low pain tolerance
- Lack of left arm
- Weak
- Somewhat forgetful
- Low temperature tolerance
Likes:
- Pre-War books
- Pre-war classical
- a good meal
- Relaxing in a warm area
Dislikes:
- Slavers (with a passion)
- Whiny Clients
- Gun jams
- Rippers
- People commenting on his missing arm
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TAG! Skills: Medicine, Small guns, Sneak
S.P.E.C.I.A.L:
S-4
P-10
E-2
C-4
I-6
A-7
L-7
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History:
Some men are born into the best of conditions, some are born into the worst settings, but beginnings don't always define one's role in life, one's class. Sometimes greatness is born from the most inhospitable cesspools of the human cruelty.
Noah didn't have a choice in the matter, like most slaves don't. His mother was in her eighth month of pregnancy when the slavers kidnapped her from Redtown. Though she was pregnant, she didn't get any slack, causing the unborn child to be born prematurely. Luckily for her, one of the other slaves used to be a doctor, and even though they didn't have the proper medical supplies, she gave birth to a small, thin, and frail baby boy. Even in hell, joy can be born, and joyful she was. Every slave in the compound help protect the small, innocent life from their cruel masters. Weak with fatigue, the slave mother looked down at her frail child with a equally frail smile across her face. This new life will be named Noah, for though he is frail, he can weather this hell, and become great.
Noah grew fast, he survived his hard beginnings and fought to survive, but what didn't kill him indeed brought him strength. Though he was still frail and weaker then the other prisoner children, he made up for it with his cunning and wit, being able to out smart and trick the slavers better then anyone. This of course followed with a harsh beating. But he was determined and patient, he was going to leave this hell he constantly told himself and his mother. That day did come eventually, and sooner then Noah would have expected.
One morning, Noah awake from his once again poor sleep, to be surprised to find his little corner abandon, empty, his loving mother no where to be seen. After talking to a few of the other slave, it turns out his mother was sold to a shady bunch. Noad could take being beaten and pushed around, but to get rid of a six year old's mother, that was the last straw!
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RP Example: