Killing is my business.
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Thread Topic: Killing is my business.
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Cryaotic is a cool simple youtuber
because I'm a ghost
Yes please -
Ah, okay.
haunt them, haunt them with your ghost
Character sheet? Yes, it is.
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Nucknames (if any);
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Gender:
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I messed up there, just ignore the "" okay.
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Name: Roslyn Carmen
Nicknames (if any): Rose, Red and Beauty
Age: Depends on how old is your charrie
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight
Appearance:
Height: 5"3
Weight: 139 lbs
Clothing:
Weapon: bow and arrow
Likes: Sweets, flowers, kindness, respect and the earth
Dislikes: Seductive men, crowds, wearing shoes and death
Personality: Roslyn is a bit of a confusing women. She's very independent and silent. She likes keeping her personal business to herself. Roslyn can act rude due to the nickname Beauty or trying to be seduce by seductive. Although she's still learning to get used to being around people whom are seductive she's never to cautious. Roslyn an be very different from most women as some may say.
Biograhpy: Roslyn was once seduced at the age thirteen by her father and brother. Roslyn had gotten pregnant with her brother's child but unfortunately at birth the child died. Due to being repeatedly being seduced her mother would abuse until the day Roslyn had enough. She had ran away from her family to live in the town she lives within now. Roslyn rarely tells her past to anyone due to embarrassment of not thinking of anything after two years since the abusing and raping began.
Other: Roslyn doesn't enjoy wearing any foot wear due to her love for nature. -
Name: Umbra Lux
Nucknames (if any); El Serpiente, Ace.
Age: 27
Gender: male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 210 lbs
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Likes: the sea, being away from civilization, risks, people who can fend for themselves, rainy weather, heights.
Dislikes: large crowds, being in a large city, low risk jobs, high risk low rewards jobs.
Personality: Umbra is a man who love a taking risks. He takes the jobs that usually would risk his life, usually for a good reward. His nickname, El Serpiente, is a nickname a former mate gave him. He is a man who enjoys killing to get things done. He can be a bit comedic at times, and is intelligent. He is also cautious, but he rarely really seems like it he is. If angered enough he may be relentless, and at times, his actions may seem reckless.
Biography: Umbra was raised by an assassin, she was his mother. His father died before he was born. When he was 10, His mother started training him to follow in her footsteps as an assassin. After a few years, she was killed on a mission to assassinate a rich man in the city. Missing his mother and wanting revenge, Umbra himself took up the job his mother had and got it done at all costs, almost losing an arm during it. When 20, he became a pirate, captaining the crew and still being an assassin. He has lived this lifestyle ever since, stealing and killing to get by, taking risks and doing as he sees is best for the time.
Other: Umbra has never been persuaded or convinced his Mark deserves to live Still, But, it is possible. -
Roslyn shall be 25
Shall you start or shall I? -
Okay.
You can if you want, I'll be gone for hours until tonight. So if you start, I'll respond when I get home or sometime. I'm going to be in a car for a while and hate typing in a car. -
So I shall begin once I finish charging my phone
Ah, I hate typing in the car it's frustrating -
Roslyn was awoken bright and early. She was picking flowers for a women whom is having a party for her youngest daughter. As Roslyn picked the flowers single men from far watched and admired her. As Roslyn turned to look at the onlookers as a shiver went down her back. She soon sighed returned to her flower picking. Once doon Roslyn stood holding the basket in her hands.
Through a small wooden gate Roslyn walked down the road the onlookers smiled brightly and admired her beauty. These men give me so many shivers, I really hate being stared upon like this aren't I a human being too? I also don't understand what they see in such a women like myslef Roslyn thought clueless of her beauty. As she walked down along the road reaching nearer to the women's home a man with short blonde hair and brown eyes smiled upon her. "Hello Beauty" the man said as he walked passed Roslyn. She simply sighed ignoring the man as she reached thew women's home. Roslyn simled brightly and knocked faintly on the door. After moments Roslyn was walking back to her small home -
sorry i didn't respond sooner -
its okay
Umbra stood upon his ship surrounded by his crew who were hard at work. Some moving barrels and equipment around the ship, from aboard and putting some below deck. Umbra, himself, stood stop the mast staring off into the distance for land. He had just returned from assassinating a fellow assassin for and unknown associate and thus given another job from them, to find and kill their target. "You there!" Umbra shouted holding his sword, pointing at a big man I'm black, "How much do we have to go?" he asked. The man in black stared back at him and then to the sea. "Miles to go, Captain. I say we got land by sunrise tomorrow." He said before running down below deck with a crate. Umbra sheathed his sword and stared deeply off into the distance I love the sea, the feel of the wind blowing. The smell of the saltwater rising. I make my living out of this and one other thing, killing. I would say this for the past years now. , he thought in his head before walking back up and seating upon a grey crate. -
As Roslyn reached her home entering through the back door Roslyn had soon collapsed into a rocking chair with a comfortable cushion. Roslyn sighed and began rocking back and forth. Thoughts filled her head of flowers and the open air of the loving planet. "Ah, I truly miss the trees and many wildflowers" Roslyn had said with a sigh. Her town had lived near the sea far from her true home with her family. She would rather give up nature for the sake of leaving her abusive home. Roslyn inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled. The only sound within the small home was the wonderful sound of the rocking chair. "How lovely to live in peace instead of living within the home of the devil" Roslyn had said to herself. She smiled faintly feeling as if she needed to go care for her flower garden and little farm. Althought Roslyn took a few moments to just sit and enjoy the silence.
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Umbria stared off into the distance at the seemingly never-ending sea ahead of him. The deep blue of the waters, the waves crashing shipside and on each other as he passed by them. The crew kept busy moving items below deck and tossing a few empty crates overboard. "This is life, best I can wish for." he said standing up to his feet. He walked over and went down under the ahip, below deck stepping down the wooden steps, his sword lightly bumping them wuth each down step. "Careful!" he yelled as he got to the bottom to a man whom almost fell with a crate in his hands. "Delicate items." he added as he entered a small room and sat in a chair facing out the door towards his men walking by, staring as he thought about his next contract and the ways to get it done.
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Roslyn sighed as she stood from her rocking chair. As she walked towards the back door Roslyn can feel the empitness and lonliness filling the home. Roslyn sighed once more as she walked through the kitchen and out the front dood. Roslyn walked towards a small area ear a blossom tree with tools for gardening. She had noticed someone had knocked over buckets filled with water. "Ah, how rude!" Roslyn murmured softly. Picking up th bucket Roslyn looked at her delicate flowrrs hoping they were in perfect condition. To noticing nothing wrong with her flowers she smiled brightly with relief.
Roslyn carried the bucket out her garden to the near open stream. The trees once surrounding the stream were now cut down and used to build the small town. As Roslyn walked down the road she smiled happily to her friends and spoke to someq -
since my phone hates me I'll be adding to my post
"Hello Red" a women with short hair and lovely green eyes smiled upon her. "Hello Rosemary" Roslyn replied with a soothing voice. She smiled at the women as the two passed by eachother. Roslyn felt much more happier and fortunate now she's away from most dangers.
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