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[color=red][center][h2]Freebird[/h2][/center][/color]


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[center][b]Male, Straight, 45 years, Animal Stand User[/b][/center]


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[center][b]Stand Ability: [QUIET RIOT][/b][/center]
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Power - C
Speed - C
Range - B
Durability - A
Precision - E
Potential - B
 
Quiet Riot absorbs sounds so they can be played back later- either individually or all at once in cacophonous blasts.
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[center][b]Personality[/b][/center]
[center]Having learned his Spanish from criminals, Freebird's vocabulary is extremely rough and vulgar. Which suits him just fine- he's older and smarter than most of the people he meets. His English is awful, forcing him to speak like a typical parrot- picking up the right words, figuring out the context, and repeating them. This suits him just fine- humans getting their asses handed to them by an animal tend to be humiliated by the experience.

An experienced criminal just like his late friend, Freebird sees no problems with using theft, intimidation, extortion, and outright murder to get his way. Despite this, he has a sort of honor- [/center]
 
[center][b]Biography[/b][/center]
[center]The rainforest of Oaxaca, 1957. A particularly good year for El Nino, and not so much for the people of Mexico. A scarlet macaw was wounded by a ferocious storm, slammed against the window of a house and barely hanging on to life. He was saved by a starving Mexican child who reared him back to health and released him. When he was well, he would fly back and forth between the jungle and his human friend's home, bringing trinkets and jewelry stolen from tourists so the boy and his father could afford food. One day, the boy's father suggested clipping the bird's wings, fearing their son might lose a lifelong friend to predators or poachers. When this came up, the parrot fled, the child shouting he was a free bird. But the Freebird would always return. Throughout the boy's life, Freebird stuck loyally by his side, watching as the boy grew into a leader of men and learning to speak fluently. When the boy turned 17, he took a job with a stranger. Freebird didn't understand what the job WAS per se, but it involved carrying white bricks and taking a pistol to deal with anyone who tried to stop him. This child was Lynyrd Skynyrd, who would work his way up from a mule to becoming the head of one of Mexico's most dangerous drug cartels.
 
The road was long and rough, and the boy and bird's hands were quite dirty by the end. But 30 years later, they were on top of the world. Lynyrd was accepting a bribe from some archaeologist in exchange for safe passage through the jungle, and Freebird sat on his perch by the window. The archaeologist was going on about finding an arrow of strange make in one of their digsites, producing a box containing a golden arrowhead as proof.
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[center][b]Other[/b][/center]
[center]Anything we forgot goes here[/center]

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