02-03-2017, 04:49 AM
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dexter honestly hadn't been doing too much that day; he'd played with some feral dogs, attempted to ride a horse, and had added more to his collection of rock - as in, he had walked around the territory all day. there wasn't a ton to do after all; it was times like these that he wished he had a dog or horse to play with or ride. however, the first quiet rumble of thunder sent electricity coursing through his veins - thunder meant rain, and rain was always perfect for the badlands. thunder was always fun though, sometimes he stomped in puddles during storms (which probably wasn't a good idea).
wait.. was that sylmae that he saw? it was indeed, and she seemed slightly uncomfortable - probably just because she was new or something. "hey!" he called to her, running forward to stand near her. "want to mess around in the rain or something?" he asked with an encouraging grin - people always liked puddles, right?
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[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ DEXTER MOREAU | DEX | CISGENDER MALE
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 22 years of age | august 12th | ages one per year, on birthday
★ the badlands | grunt
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ speaks both french and english and isn't afraid to show off.
★ is slightly obsessed with fireworks, sparklers and other explosive pyrotechnics.
★ at night, you can find him looking at the stars although he doesn't often invite others.
PHYSICAL:
★ HUMAN [8.12 / main] | health: 100%
 a sharp jaw and high cheekbones line this young man's face, tracing defined bones on his sunkissed face. dark brows and chocolate-colored locks frame his face, forcing his honeybrown eyes to pop. his frame can be described as muscular but slightly lithe as well. he's worked hard to avoid beinng beaten up in the badlands, and doesn't take kindly to offense. his outfit usually conists of a white shirt and dark jeans, occasinally paired with a leather jacket.
 [i]major injuries: none
PERSONALITY:
dexter is, well, easygoing. he takes life with stride, savoring it and trying every single aspect of it. he's extremely loyal, without a doubt and would die for friends and family. he is ambitious and pursues his dreams without a second thought, although this may come back to haunt him in the future. at first, most people label him as the 'flirty player' or the 'lazy pervert' of the badlands, but once people get to know him they realize that that's not true (okay, maybe a little bit true). he's a dreamer inside, one who will look at the stars all night long and not even realize that it's morning until the galaxies above fade into a new day. he may seem completely self-confident, but he's afraid. he feels as if he can't trust anyone in the badlands, and the stars are his only escape. if people really knew him, they'd know that he wasn't either of the above titles; he's an 'easygoing loser'.
INVENTORY
★ a butterfly knife
★ a ballistic knife
★ semi-automatic pistol
★ fireworks
★ sparklers
★ romeo and juliet book
★ dried dog meat
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ NPC x NPC | generation 2
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ easily interacts + cautiously friendly
★ difficulty: 8/10 in battle | + strength & speed | - stamina & agility
★ begins battles, even if attempts to avoid
★ speech in bold #d3ac78
★ attack in bold #78a6d3
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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dexter honestly hadn't been doing too much that day; he'd played with some feral dogs, attempted to ride a horse, and had added more to his collection of rock - as in, he had walked around the territory all day. there wasn't a ton to do after all; it was times like these that he wished he had a dog or horse to play with or ride. however, the first quiet rumble of thunder sent electricity coursing through his veins - thunder meant rain, and rain was always perfect for the badlands. thunder was always fun though, sometimes he stomped in puddles during storms (which probably wasn't a good idea).
wait.. was that sylmae that he saw? it was indeed, and she seemed slightly uncomfortable - probably just because she was new or something. "hey!" he called to her, running forward to stand near her. "want to mess around in the rain or something?" he asked with an encouraging grin - people always liked puddles, right?
[spoiler=info  updated 1/28/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ DEXTER MOREAU | DEX | CISGENDER MALE
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 22 years of age | august 12th | ages one per year, on birthday
★ the badlands | grunt
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ speaks both french and english and isn't afraid to show off.
★ is slightly obsessed with fireworks, sparklers and other explosive pyrotechnics.
★ at night, you can find him looking at the stars although he doesn't often invite others.
PHYSICAL:
★ HUMAN [8.12 / main] | health: 100%
 a sharp jaw and high cheekbones line this young man's face, tracing defined bones on his sunkissed face. dark brows and chocolate-colored locks frame his face, forcing his honeybrown eyes to pop. his frame can be described as muscular but slightly lithe as well. he's worked hard to avoid beinng beaten up in the badlands, and doesn't take kindly to offense. his outfit usually conists of a white shirt and dark jeans, occasinally paired with a leather jacket.
 [i]major injuries: none
PERSONALITY:
dexter is, well, easygoing. he takes life with stride, savoring it and trying every single aspect of it. he's extremely loyal, without a doubt and would die for friends and family. he is ambitious and pursues his dreams without a second thought, although this may come back to haunt him in the future. at first, most people label him as the 'flirty player' or the 'lazy pervert' of the badlands, but once people get to know him they realize that that's not true (okay, maybe a little bit true). he's a dreamer inside, one who will look at the stars all night long and not even realize that it's morning until the galaxies above fade into a new day. he may seem completely self-confident, but he's afraid. he feels as if he can't trust anyone in the badlands, and the stars are his only escape. if people really knew him, they'd know that he wasn't either of the above titles; he's an 'easygoing loser'.
INVENTORY
★ a butterfly knife
★ a ballistic knife
★ semi-automatic pistol
★ fireworks
★ sparklers
★ romeo and juliet book
★ dried dog meat
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ NPC x NPC | generation 2
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ easily interacts + cautiously friendly
★ difficulty: 8/10 in battle | + strength & speed | - stamina & agility
★ begins battles, even if attempts to avoid
★ speech in bold #d3ac78
★ attack in bold #78a6d3
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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(02-15-2017, 02:58 AM)aporia. link Wrote:[align=center][div style="background: white;
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