04-12-2019, 07:20 PM
[align=center][div style="width:500px;text-align:justify; line-height: 110%;"]Santos squatted down as he allowed Kyros to slither from his arm, moving into the grassy area nearby the forestry to find a meal. The man rose to his feet, stepping a pace or so away to allow the kingsnake to do what she was meant to do. He watched the dappled animal move slowly, admiring the shine that reflected from her scales, and enjoying the quiet peace that came with her own little hunt. Well- he had been, until the sound of shouting caught the man's attention. His first instinct was to reach for the gun holstered in his jeans, but upon articulation, the figure was simply a Badlander, standing upon the casino steps with little hint of actual danger, other than, of course, his language.
Santos listened from where he was- which was plenty close enough for the man. He wasn't about to approach a riled up bull. The man spoke of dissatisfaction, of injustices done unto him, of a lack of equality and fairness, and more. Sheo was clearly beaten up- just another Badlander that bore some injury, either done by fellow Badlanders or of a rival group. Branded? Someone punching a child? King of Dolphins? What the fuck kind of a group had Santos just joined? "Que Dios me ayude..." He murmured.
{ translation: "god help me".
[spoiler=TAGS / INFO]GENERAL — Biography
▪ Santos Castellano | Formerly called Castle by those he was close w/
▪ Cisgender male | He/him
▪ Twenty-nine y/o | Born Oct 30 | Scorpio
▪ Newbie of Badlands | Traveller
PHYSICAL —
— 6'4, 220 Lbs. Tall and broad build. Spanish descent.
— Dark wavy hair, full beard, warm complexion, freckled, angular face. Covered in scars and faded tattoos (small, stick and poke tattoos obviously done when he was younger) Tattoos range from his face to his feet. Scars along chest marking his kill count from previous gang involvement.
— Current Injuries: Old bruises and scars, healing left black eye
IMPORTANT NOTES —
▪ Haunted by the ghost of his former best friend/love interest, Ryder. Santos associates his death with guilt and unfullfillment, and often sees his spirit lingering in the background. Does not speak about this to anyone, though.
▪ Has a pet female California kingsnake named Kyros. (Ref.) She is fairly friendly, though has a tendency to bite and not let go. (Non-venomous)
▪ Opinions, motivations and thoughts are always 100% in character and do not reflect the roleplayer's opinions
PERSONA — Lawful Evil
— Distant, detached, introverted, often quiet, defensive, protective, territorial when close w something/someone, proactive, cautious, observant, fairly close minded, capable of apathy, easily stirred/angered, likes to think he’s driven by logic but when vulnerable very much driven by strong emotion, etc.
— Easy to approach, but hard to converse with. Very distant and walled off- does not trust easily.
— Easy to aggravate. More defensive than offense, but it takes very little to make him snap.
INTERACTION — Plotting Thread
— Physical Difficulty: 9/10 | Mental Difficulty: 5/10
— Learned most weapon combat from street gang days // Self-taught in hand to hand
— Currently equipped with an assault rifle (low ammo) and a pistol (low ammo) as well as his weapon of choice, his wooden bat with barbed wire wrapped around it
— To attack, @ user & attack in italicized bold
Santos listened from where he was- which was plenty close enough for the man. He wasn't about to approach a riled up bull. The man spoke of dissatisfaction, of injustices done unto him, of a lack of equality and fairness, and more. Sheo was clearly beaten up- just another Badlander that bore some injury, either done by fellow Badlanders or of a rival group. Branded? Someone punching a child? King of Dolphins? What the fuck kind of a group had Santos just joined? "Que Dios me ayude..." He murmured.
{ translation: "god help me".
[spoiler=TAGS / INFO]GENERAL — Biography
▪ Santos Castellano | Formerly called Castle by those he was close w/
▪ Cisgender male | He/him
▪ Twenty-nine y/o | Born Oct 30 | Scorpio
▪ Newbie of Badlands | Traveller
PHYSICAL —
— 6'4, 220 Lbs. Tall and broad build. Spanish descent.
— Dark wavy hair, full beard, warm complexion, freckled, angular face. Covered in scars and faded tattoos (small, stick and poke tattoos obviously done when he was younger) Tattoos range from his face to his feet. Scars along chest marking his kill count from previous gang involvement.
— Current Injuries: Old bruises and scars, healing left black eye
IMPORTANT NOTES —
▪ Haunted by the ghost of his former best friend/love interest, Ryder. Santos associates his death with guilt and unfullfillment, and often sees his spirit lingering in the background. Does not speak about this to anyone, though.
▪ Has a pet female California kingsnake named Kyros. (Ref.) She is fairly friendly, though has a tendency to bite and not let go. (Non-venomous)
▪ Opinions, motivations and thoughts are always 100% in character and do not reflect the roleplayer's opinions
PERSONA — Lawful Evil
— Distant, detached, introverted, often quiet, defensive, protective, territorial when close w something/someone, proactive, cautious, observant, fairly close minded, capable of apathy, easily stirred/angered, likes to think he’s driven by logic but when vulnerable very much driven by strong emotion, etc.
— Easy to approach, but hard to converse with. Very distant and walled off- does not trust easily.
— Easy to aggravate. More defensive than offense, but it takes very little to make him snap.
INTERACTION — Plotting Thread
— Physical Difficulty: 9/10 | Mental Difficulty: 5/10
— Learned most weapon combat from street gang days // Self-taught in hand to hand
— Currently equipped with an assault rifle (low ammo) and a pistol (low ammo) as well as his weapon of choice, his wooden bat with barbed wire wrapped around it
— To attack, @ user & attack in italicized bold