Thinking of doing another CS.

Edit: YEP. Here goes.

Name: "Call me Hunter. No, I don't know how to use bows or arrows. Yes, I have a dagger. Does it matter?"

Age: "I don't know. You might as well pretend I don't have an age." He's 20, not that you'd know it looking at him.

Gender: "I... think... I'm still a guy. Unless this place has changed that, too.... No, I still have my parts. S'all good."

Sexuality: "Why, are you interested?" He isn't fully sure on this one, either. He hasn't made up his mind. He doesn't really see it as a priority, and most people smother him anyway.

Hair Colour: "Color me gothic TM just released their newest hair color: Natural jet black. Do you need me to state the obvious with everything here?"

Eye Colour: "I wear reflective glasses for a reason. I don't want you to know." His eye color is a kind of chocolate brown with flecks of gold and caramel and some small flecks of green scattered in there as well.

General Appearance: "Aside from wearing the glasses, I've cargo shorts and a green camo t-shirt on, as well as hiking boots. I have a walking staff, kind of like what you'd expect Gandalf or something to have. It's all knobbly and white, made from birch wood, at least on the outside. It has a metal core so it won't break as easy. Custom made. My hair's usually... whatever. It's jaw length in the front and the rest is gradually shorter the further back it gets. Not girly though. I haven't seen myself in ages, so I don't know about that either."

He won't tell anyone, but his left eye is gone, the eyelid scarred shut over the empty socket. The glasses hide it.

Personality: "Why are you asking so many questions? How about I ask [i]you[/i] some questions? What's your personality like?"

He's a bit sarcastic, if you couldn't guess. He dislikes overly friendly or curious people; he dislikes any extremes, really. He has a slight obsession with counting. He's very good at it, and he counts all the time. Always has a number in his head. Aside from being sarcastic and slightly preoccupied, he's rather abrasive, because he wants people to leave him alone. He grew up crowded in, and while he thinks people are okay, he never feels like he has enough breathing room when there are people around. He'd be happy if he was alone, but of course he can't be alone here without being in danger.

History: "Fuck if I'm telling you."

[coming soon]

Are you already in the group, or will you meet up with them?: "What group?" Yeah, he's going to meet up with them.