There are other quirks that Crow has that'll be explained in the Rp.
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That moment when the only reason you're doing something is because you fear doing nothing.
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Name: Robin smith aka. Crow
Age: 32
Wife: Evelyn Smith(deceased)
Children:Jack and Alice Smith(deceased)
Hair color: Black
Hair type: Curly and unkempt
Hair length: Stands up pretty high
Height: 6 foot 4 inches
Weight:180
Body build:medium
Species human
Tattoos: None
Piercings:None
Personality: Where there was once Robin now there is Crow. Crow only trusts people as far as he is able to push them. Sometimes this means that he won't draw near at all, but if people indulge him he's willing to do absolutely anything. He doesn't always say what he means directly, sometimes his true intent is hidden in some weird symbolism even he does not understand.
History: Robin Smith was a photographer/artist with a loving family: the obligatory wife and two kids. He always spoke directly to everyone like the common salt-of-the-earth man he was. He had no ambition at the time, just the thought of his family kept him going at work. Robin spent a great deal of time staring at himself in mirror trying to figure how he would prove his love to his wife again that day. That's how she was, always wanting renewals of vows and other promises he had made. His friends always insisted that it was romance that she wanted, something that he just needed to be a little bit more daring to provide. Good fortune will come your way just wait. However it was a speeding bullet that awaited him at the end of that road. A car driven by who he had long suspected was his wife's lover, a chance glance revealed the truth in the eyes illuminated by the headlights. Robin died that night, but Crow survived against all odds. The rest is, as they say, history.
Relationship status: single
Birthday: April 1st
Age: 32
Wife: Evelyn Smith(deceased)
Children:Jack and Alice Smith(deceased)
Hair color: Black
Hair type: Curly and unkempt
Hair length: Stands up pretty high
Height: 6 foot 4 inches
Weight:180
Body build:medium
Species human
Tattoos: None
Piercings:None
Personality: Where there was once Robin now there is Crow. Crow only trusts people as far as he is able to push them. Sometimes this means that he won't draw near at all, but if people indulge him he's willing to do absolutely anything. He doesn't always say what he means directly, sometimes his true intent is hidden in some weird symbolism even he does not understand.
History: Robin Smith was a photographer/artist with a loving family: the obligatory wife and two kids. He always spoke directly to everyone like the common salt-of-the-earth man he was. He had no ambition at the time, just the thought of his family kept him going at work. Robin spent a great deal of time staring at himself in mirror trying to figure how he would prove his love to his wife again that day. That's how she was, always wanting renewals of vows and other promises he had made. His friends always insisted that it was romance that she wanted, something that he just needed to be a little bit more daring to provide. Good fortune will come your way just wait. However it was a speeding bullet that awaited him at the end of that road. A car driven by who he had long suspected was his wife's lover, a chance glance revealed the truth in the eyes illuminated by the headlights. Robin died that night, but Crow survived against all odds. The rest is, as they say, history.
Relationship status: single
Birthday: April 1st
Will definitely submit a character sheet in a bit.
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Should I make a character sheet?
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Crow did not like mirrors and tape recorders because they distorted things, ripped the picture from the frame. People kept trying to tell him that he was a photographer at one time, and even that he was one of those cheery folk that would always point out some sort of silver lining. But that just didn't click with the him that he knew. After his rebirth everything just started clicking together like never before. He could finally see past his wife's thinly veiled lies and realize that she'd a lover. That look of general disdain from his children had finally worn out his patience-- I mean honestly what do children know about real adversity?
So because Crow avoided mirrors whenever he used the bathroom he often has to solicit the services of others when he dirties his face. The reflection Crow seeks is the one he sees when he's being cleaned off: the reflection of fear. The first lesson Crow remembers is that of consequence over appearance always. And to him the resulting emotion of fear is the only image Crow needs of his appearance, anything else is a paltry distortion. It occurs to him while he is finishing off his duties in the bathroom, that the gentle flow of this logic is what allowed him peace of mind these past few years.
After exiting the bathroom he wanted to play chess with Ted in the commons area but he spotted a new girl. He saw her confrontation with the infamous man-who-could-not, the could not referring to his inability to keep it in his pants. Most people realize soon enough however, that that his wife work the reception desk downstairs, and that she's one of the friendlies. With the advantage of this information Crow decided to help bring the newcomer into the fold.
" Hey, Sky. My name is Crow. You know, that crazy vindictive bird. I may not be that nice, but if someone needs a stabbing, I'm your man." Crow didn't smile while saying this, because he need to, Crow never bluffed.
So because Crow avoided mirrors whenever he used the bathroom he often has to solicit the services of others when he dirties his face. The reflection Crow seeks is the one he sees when he's being cleaned off: the reflection of fear. The first lesson Crow remembers is that of consequence over appearance always. And to him the resulting emotion of fear is the only image Crow needs of his appearance, anything else is a paltry distortion. It occurs to him while he is finishing off his duties in the bathroom, that the gentle flow of this logic is what allowed him peace of mind these past few years.
After exiting the bathroom he wanted to play chess with Ted in the commons area but he spotted a new girl. He saw her confrontation with the infamous man-who-could-not, the could not referring to his inability to keep it in his pants. Most people realize soon enough however, that that his wife work the reception desk downstairs, and that she's one of the friendlies. With the advantage of this information Crow decided to help bring the newcomer into the fold.
" Hey, Sky. My name is Crow. You know, that crazy vindictive bird. I may not be that nice, but if someone needs a stabbing, I'm your man." Crow didn't smile while saying this, because he need to, Crow never bluffed.
I'd be willing to play an asylum patient.
I'd like to do human x monster.
How about a 1x1 with a mage and summoned demon?
Yo, I am detritus, I hope you'll accept this piece of shit human being.
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