09-20-2017, 07:37 AM
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His plan is simple: get in and out before it gets too hot. It isn't that he's wearing many layers (though the jacket he carries may prove to be an issue later on), but what he does wear is black and skintight, and the problems presented there are pretty easy to understand. If he's not careful, he could die of heatstroke, and although he has enough water in his supply bag, he doesn't want to risk using an inordinate amount just to survive in this small stretch of land. Of course, if these people just kill him, then he won't have to worry about that, but he's hoping that they let him live this once, remarkably enough. Despite the barrenness of the land and this place's ugly reputation, on the surface, the buildings themselves could be worse; the cheerful colours are offset by the boards he can spot, admittedly, and the uneasy atmosphere about, but it isn't too bad. Tim could see himself settling here, providing the people themselves don't gut him first. (Of course, his ideal home would be Northstar District, but that's not because of the territory itself. If he can't stay there, this looks to be an okay backup plan, so far.)
The early morning sun isn't far enough off the horizon to cause him any real discomfort; it's fairly cool, actually, enough for him to keep the too-big leather jacket pulled tightly around him. (He'd much rather its owner be here instead, but that's a thought for another day. He can't afford to dwell on things that he can't control.) Wariness consumes him, fingers clenching and unclenching and seeking out his hidden weapons, quietly reminding himself of their whereabouts in the event that they make him remove the ones they can see, and he keeps quiet, eyes roaming the unfamiliar territory in search of somebody he can maybe speak to.
[spoiler=ALONE WITH ALL THE GHOSTS OF LESSER HUMANS / INFORMATION, UPDATED 20TH SEPT.]GENERAL INFORMATION / PAINT THE TARGET; WE DON'T NEED NO EVIDENCE
⋆ Timothy Jackson Haywood / Introduced as "Tim" / DFAB Male / He/They Pronouns
⋆ 19 Years Old / DOB: July 19th / NPC x NPC; Both Parents Deceased / No Siblings
⋆ Bisexual/romantic / Male Pref / Formerly[?] ½ Robinhood & Formerly ⅓ Daredona
⋆ A Wanderer / Drifts between the various settlements at will / Looking for his friends
APPEARANCE / FLOOD THE MARKET; WE DO IT ALL IN SELF DEFENCE
⋆ 5'5 & 120lbs / Reference 1 + Reference 2 + Current Outfit Reference [ft. Jason]
⋆ Small and too-skinny, but still lithe and somewhat muscular. Lean and acrobatic.
⋆ Has unkempt, startlingly soft black hair that falls between his ears and shoulders.
⋆ Super pale skin and bright blue-silver eyes. Soft, doe-like features. Kinda gentle.
⋆ Has this branded onto his right hip. Wears a leather jacket [Jason's] over his outfit.
⋆ Body's littered with all kinds of scars. Centred mainly round his back, torso + limbs.
⋆ Carries several knives/daggers of varying sizes around with him at all times.
INJURIES & STATUS / YOU'RE A SMART KID; NEVER WORK
⋆ General bruising and scrapes. A nasty, semi-healed gash on his inner thigh.
⋆ Kinda malnourished due to not caring for himself. Will eat the bare minimum.
PERSONALITY / WITHOUT YOUR GLOVES; IF YOU'RE A
⋆ Calm, controlled, steady. Good at thinking on his feet, though a habitual planner.
⋆ Tends to prefer being at least three steps ahead of other people. Quietly intelligent.
⋆ Far more accepting of his emotions now. Still kinda withdrawn around strangers.
⋆ Sharp, witty, driven. Methodical and meticulous, though a little less uptight now.
⋆ Wary and alert. Kinda paranoid and on-edge due to recent events. Sorta nervous.
⋆ Still believes in good people. Will always sacrifice self to help those in need.
INTERACTION / SMART KID, YOU'LL STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM LOVE
⋆ Assassin training [2½ish years] / Otherwise self trained [5ish years] / Highly Skilled
⋆ Somewhat weaker at the moment due to malnourishment / Still a tough opponent
⋆ Will kill, but tries not to / Never above crippling / Immensely high pain tolerance
⋆ Attack/interact with in underlined or another visible format / Get attention with [member=3889]TIMOTHY H.[/member]
⋆ Nonviolent actions can be powerplayed / Reaction may vary depending on person/action[/spoiler]
His plan is simple: get in and out before it gets too hot. It isn't that he's wearing many layers (though the jacket he carries may prove to be an issue later on), but what he does wear is black and skintight, and the problems presented there are pretty easy to understand. If he's not careful, he could die of heatstroke, and although he has enough water in his supply bag, he doesn't want to risk using an inordinate amount just to survive in this small stretch of land. Of course, if these people just kill him, then he won't have to worry about that, but he's hoping that they let him live this once, remarkably enough. Despite the barrenness of the land and this place's ugly reputation, on the surface, the buildings themselves could be worse; the cheerful colours are offset by the boards he can spot, admittedly, and the uneasy atmosphere about, but it isn't too bad. Tim could see himself settling here, providing the people themselves don't gut him first. (Of course, his ideal home would be Northstar District, but that's not because of the territory itself. If he can't stay there, this looks to be an okay backup plan, so far.)
The early morning sun isn't far enough off the horizon to cause him any real discomfort; it's fairly cool, actually, enough for him to keep the too-big leather jacket pulled tightly around him. (He'd much rather its owner be here instead, but that's a thought for another day. He can't afford to dwell on things that he can't control.) Wariness consumes him, fingers clenching and unclenching and seeking out his hidden weapons, quietly reminding himself of their whereabouts in the event that they make him remove the ones they can see, and he keeps quiet, eyes roaming the unfamiliar territory in search of somebody he can maybe speak to.
[spoiler=ALONE WITH ALL THE GHOSTS OF LESSER HUMANS / INFORMATION, UPDATED 20TH SEPT.]GENERAL INFORMATION / PAINT THE TARGET; WE DON'T NEED NO EVIDENCE
⋆ Timothy Jackson Haywood / Introduced as "Tim" / DFAB Male / He/They Pronouns
⋆ 19 Years Old / DOB: July 19th / NPC x NPC; Both Parents Deceased / No Siblings
⋆ Bisexual/romantic / Male Pref / Formerly[?] ½ Robinhood & Formerly ⅓ Daredona
⋆ A Wanderer / Drifts between the various settlements at will / Looking for his friends
APPEARANCE / FLOOD THE MARKET; WE DO IT ALL IN SELF DEFENCE
⋆ 5'5 & 120lbs / Reference 1 + Reference 2 + Current Outfit Reference [ft. Jason]
⋆ Small and too-skinny, but still lithe and somewhat muscular. Lean and acrobatic.
⋆ Has unkempt, startlingly soft black hair that falls between his ears and shoulders.
⋆ Super pale skin and bright blue-silver eyes. Soft, doe-like features. Kinda gentle.
⋆ Has this branded onto his right hip. Wears a leather jacket [Jason's] over his outfit.
⋆ Body's littered with all kinds of scars. Centred mainly round his back, torso + limbs.
⋆ Carries several knives/daggers of varying sizes around with him at all times.
INJURIES & STATUS / YOU'RE A SMART KID; NEVER WORK
⋆ General bruising and scrapes. A nasty, semi-healed gash on his inner thigh.
⋆ Kinda malnourished due to not caring for himself. Will eat the bare minimum.
PERSONALITY / WITHOUT YOUR GLOVES; IF YOU'RE A
⋆ Calm, controlled, steady. Good at thinking on his feet, though a habitual planner.
⋆ Tends to prefer being at least three steps ahead of other people. Quietly intelligent.
⋆ Far more accepting of his emotions now. Still kinda withdrawn around strangers.
⋆ Sharp, witty, driven. Methodical and meticulous, though a little less uptight now.
⋆ Wary and alert. Kinda paranoid and on-edge due to recent events. Sorta nervous.
⋆ Still believes in good people. Will always sacrifice self to help those in need.
INTERACTION / SMART KID, YOU'LL STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM LOVE
⋆ Assassin training [2½ish years] / Otherwise self trained [5ish years] / Highly Skilled
⋆ Somewhat weaker at the moment due to malnourishment / Still a tough opponent
⋆ Will kill, but tries not to / Never above crippling / Immensely high pain tolerance
⋆ Attack/interact with in underlined or another visible format / Get attention with [member=3889]TIMOTHY H.[/member]
⋆ Nonviolent actions can be powerplayed / Reaction may vary depending on person/action[/spoiler]
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new subs being made // old ones merged