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My English Finals was to perfectly recite the theme song of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. I've never felt so much accomplishment.
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Both J. Cole and Gambino dropped new music. Loving my life at the moment.
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But I'm not a rapper.
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I just wanna chill with squad and play shitty PS4 games. Why does school fuck life uppp
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I'll throw in my interest.
I'm impartial. On one hand, my mind is telling me no, but on the other hand, my body is telling me 'you don't really care you edgy mf'
She looks cool. Just a quick headsup - to balance it off, you'll need to make her unskilled in combat, to make up for her versatile powers. ^^ Just something to keep us in balance.
Name:
Jackson Lee Smith
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Jack stands around the height of 6" or 6'1" or so, with a physically tough, lean, and muscular build that comes from years of hard labor and work underneath his father and, later on, his bosses. His skin is a fair color - a bit pale due to being stuck in a vault for literally all of his life, and his eyes are a deep blue color, going fairly well with his dirty blonde hair, which is generally in a 'blast back' style, the mismatched locks going down to the nape of his neck. His face could be considered well-defined, with one red scar going along the side of his jawline, from a rather intense scuffle that happened a while ago. Other-wise, his body lacks any blemishes or such. 'As healthy as an ox', as they say. His hands are a bit scarred and calloused from working with tools and weaponry. Generally, he wears the normal Vault jumpsuit, as ordered by the Overseer and such. the sleeves are usually rolled up to the elbows, to avoid any snagging. Only when he is on duty, does he wear his Vault security garb. He always keeps a baton on his side, but his 10mm pistol stays in his room unless he's on the job.
Occupation:
Security Guard/Part-Time Maintenance
Brief Bio:
Jack's biography isn't as exciting as you'd think. He grew up underneath the Chief Maintenance Engineer, IE his mother, and a regular ole' security guard, IE his father. They installed within him, the value of work, and ever since he was a child, he was pretty much busy being practical, which didn't leave him with much time for friends. His dad and mother brought him along with them on their jobs - when it was possible, of course, and he learned things underneath both of them. Repairing and maintaining machinery and weaponry from his mother, and how to fight and shoot a gun by his father - whenever they could get away with using the little .22 and BB gun. His natural reflexes and skill in gun-handling made his parents proud, and they were rooting for him when he went to the Overseer for an interview. He was elected as a security guard, but went even further, as to apply for a part-time internship in the maintenance department, for whenever a substitute was needed due to staff injury. Life has been busy so far, but rewarding, as well, and it keeps him busy, so that he doesn't have to think about the boredom and monotony life had fell into. Rinse, wash, and repeat...baah baah, we're all sheep. Yeah...he tries to forget that little rhyme, but it always pops back up. He's getting a promotion soon due to efficiency, however, so that's cool.
Personality:
Jack comes off as a pretty tough, standoffish, but over-all decent guy, born under the whole motto of 'Hard work beats all', which can make him quickly annoyed with cheaters and 'smooth-talking' folks. He tends to keep to himself, but not in a broody, depressed way - moreso due to the fact that he generally has stuff to do, and doesn't really find time to just sit down, pop a cola, and talk with others. This has made him pretty distant, emotion-wise. Not to say that he's emotionless, but he doesn't feel comfortable sharing his personal feelings with others, and usually keeps his sadness to himself. He tries to stay cool-headed most of the time, but he has a very...sharp temper, and can snap at times if you piss him off enough. He can come off as a bit of a cold-hearted bastard, but as stated before, he is an over-all decent guy, and will help out and do the right thing when the time calls for it.
He doesn't take shit from others, and will disagree and rebel if he feels the need to. He's a bit stubborn in some ways, and doesn't like to be talked down to. His over-all demeanor allows him to adapt to some things faster then others, combined with quick reflexes and a quick brain, but this comes with the downside of him sometimes not taking other's feelings or disadvantages into though, which can hurt their feelings. With the few 'true' friends he has, Jack jokes around and all that fun stuff, having a witty, dry sense of humor, but he doesn't coddle anyone. They've long since learned that, however, and take any half-assed compliments, apologies, and such forth with grains of salt. Stays focused on the task at hand, and is content with being quiet and focusing on his own thoughts and goals, which can also make him seem distant and cold to people that doesn't know him.
Skills:
Repair, Melee, Guns, Survival, Unarmed.
Jackson Lee Smith
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Jack stands around the height of 6" or 6'1" or so, with a physically tough, lean, and muscular build that comes from years of hard labor and work underneath his father and, later on, his bosses. His skin is a fair color - a bit pale due to being stuck in a vault for literally all of his life, and his eyes are a deep blue color, going fairly well with his dirty blonde hair, which is generally in a 'blast back' style, the mismatched locks going down to the nape of his neck. His face could be considered well-defined, with one red scar going along the side of his jawline, from a rather intense scuffle that happened a while ago. Other-wise, his body lacks any blemishes or such. 'As healthy as an ox', as they say. His hands are a bit scarred and calloused from working with tools and weaponry. Generally, he wears the normal Vault jumpsuit, as ordered by the Overseer and such. the sleeves are usually rolled up to the elbows, to avoid any snagging. Only when he is on duty, does he wear his Vault security garb. He always keeps a baton on his side, but his 10mm pistol stays in his room unless he's on the job.
Occupation:
Security Guard/Part-Time Maintenance
Brief Bio:
Jack's biography isn't as exciting as you'd think. He grew up underneath the Chief Maintenance Engineer, IE his mother, and a regular ole' security guard, IE his father. They installed within him, the value of work, and ever since he was a child, he was pretty much busy being practical, which didn't leave him with much time for friends. His dad and mother brought him along with them on their jobs - when it was possible, of course, and he learned things underneath both of them. Repairing and maintaining machinery and weaponry from his mother, and how to fight and shoot a gun by his father - whenever they could get away with using the little .22 and BB gun. His natural reflexes and skill in gun-handling made his parents proud, and they were rooting for him when he went to the Overseer for an interview. He was elected as a security guard, but went even further, as to apply for a part-time internship in the maintenance department, for whenever a substitute was needed due to staff injury. Life has been busy so far, but rewarding, as well, and it keeps him busy, so that he doesn't have to think about the boredom and monotony life had fell into. Rinse, wash, and repeat...baah baah, we're all sheep. Yeah...he tries to forget that little rhyme, but it always pops back up. He's getting a promotion soon due to efficiency, however, so that's cool.
Personality:
Jack comes off as a pretty tough, standoffish, but over-all decent guy, born under the whole motto of 'Hard work beats all', which can make him quickly annoyed with cheaters and 'smooth-talking' folks. He tends to keep to himself, but not in a broody, depressed way - moreso due to the fact that he generally has stuff to do, and doesn't really find time to just sit down, pop a cola, and talk with others. This has made him pretty distant, emotion-wise. Not to say that he's emotionless, but he doesn't feel comfortable sharing his personal feelings with others, and usually keeps his sadness to himself. He tries to stay cool-headed most of the time, but he has a very...sharp temper, and can snap at times if you piss him off enough. He can come off as a bit of a cold-hearted bastard, but as stated before, he is an over-all decent guy, and will help out and do the right thing when the time calls for it.
He doesn't take shit from others, and will disagree and rebel if he feels the need to. He's a bit stubborn in some ways, and doesn't like to be talked down to. His over-all demeanor allows him to adapt to some things faster then others, combined with quick reflexes and a quick brain, but this comes with the downside of him sometimes not taking other's feelings or disadvantages into though, which can hurt their feelings. With the few 'true' friends he has, Jack jokes around and all that fun stuff, having a witty, dry sense of humor, but he doesn't coddle anyone. They've long since learned that, however, and take any half-assed compliments, apologies, and such forth with grains of salt. Stays focused on the task at hand, and is content with being quiet and focusing on his own thoughts and goals, which can also make him seem distant and cold to people that doesn't know him.
Skills:
Repair, Melee, Guns, Survival, Unarmed.
Aye, I'll throw my interest in.
Xalam stood to the side, arms crossed over his chest as he narrowed his eyes at this 'Trunks' character, seemingly ignoring the introductions of the Earthlings and aliens. That is why he was called here...His last thought before his hibernating meditation must have been answered, and he was sent here...but not to save one world. No, he was sent here to save multiple worlds...he was sent here to save time itself. As his thoughts roamed over his now destroyed planet, family, and friends, the Namekian felt his throat constrict slightly, and his clawed hands clench slightly. There was time for grieving, later. For now...he had a quest, a goal, and a sense of focus on that goal that he hadn't felt for what felt like years. He would do everything he could, even if it meant being with these strangers for an indefinite amount of time. Trunks apparently knew what they had to do next, and he had full plans on learning every single detail, and getting ready for the missions. He had to stretch out his body and get used to moving around, after all. He'd been in the same position for more than a few months.
"I am Xalam, from New Namek." His eyes narrowed, growing darker, as he glanced over the others, "My planet was destroyed many months ago. I came here to protect whatever I can."
"I am Xalam, from New Namek." His eyes narrowed, growing darker, as he glanced over the others, "My planet was destroyed many months ago. I came here to protect whatever I can."
The apps are closed. I'll hit you up if spots open.
Batman is already an NPC, by the way.
Batman is already an NPC, by the way.
Feel free to describe her. Pink and I will decide once the CS is finished. I did say that if they have relatively high-powered powers, balance it by making them relatively unskilled, but we'll see. Maybe make her weaker in close combat, such as martial arts, but she makes up for it with the usage of her powers? Personally, I like her. ^^
Sorry for the late reply, Kathias. The apps are currently closed, but I will definitely hit you up if someone drops out!
Weird Tales/Patriarch...nahhh breh.
Weird Tales/Patriarch...nahhh breh.
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