10-14-2019, 06:07 AM
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Chores? the porcelain sculpted man shifted his stand and folded his arms. The life of a loner still branded into his mindset, he peered at the list with narrowed metallic hues. Eyeing Marco now with a smothered sympathy, poor bastard. As quickly as it came, it dissipated when his sights set to the others as they claimed their tasks. Was this a common thing? So be it. Miriam had to quit his little 'living in the shadows' bullshit, he needed human interaction or he was about to start talking to his damn socks.
Miriam shuffled forward, tuning into the half-hearted challenge as it dangled in the air between officer and leader, quirking a brow to the moment as it was in fact, attention worthy. [b]" non-violent skill....hmm, might as well take one for the team.... Maybe I'll build a tree-house for the kids or whatever. Never built anything before....we'll see if it stays non-violent" he rasped, a crinkle in his nose as he pondered such an activity. He knew the very moment a hammer lands his finger, he would wage a fucking war on anything near him.
[spoiler=INFO & INVENTORY]
✖ - biography — theme music
personality — Valiant , Astute, Hard-bitten, Immoral, Kind, Receptive.
brief descrip. — ( ARTISTIC REFERENCE ) — 5'6'' medium-haired brunette with silver eyes, smothered in tattoos and scars. Golden-capped canines and adorned with finely crafted silver chain necklaces, bracelets, and rings.
weapons — spike-knuckled trench knife
throwing knives
—suffers from Emphysema
relations
'rocky' Dean Santivaro x Muriella Trejillio-Santivaro
No Crushes - widowed
late Wife Bevalina Poole ▪ deceased
Medium difficulty physically - difficult mentally
inventory —
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Miriam K. Santivaro
♛ — far from royalty
Chores? the porcelain sculpted man shifted his stand and folded his arms. The life of a loner still branded into his mindset, he peered at the list with narrowed metallic hues. Eyeing Marco now with a smothered sympathy, poor bastard. As quickly as it came, it dissipated when his sights set to the others as they claimed their tasks. Was this a common thing? So be it. Miriam had to quit his little 'living in the shadows' bullshit, he needed human interaction or he was about to start talking to his damn socks.
Miriam shuffled forward, tuning into the half-hearted challenge as it dangled in the air between officer and leader, quirking a brow to the moment as it was in fact, attention worthy. [b]" non-violent skill....hmm, might as well take one for the team.... Maybe I'll build a tree-house for the kids or whatever. Never built anything before....we'll see if it stays non-violent" he rasped, a crinkle in his nose as he pondered such an activity. He knew the very moment a hammer lands his finger, he would wage a fucking war on anything near him.
[spoiler=INFO & INVENTORY]
✖ - biography — theme music
personality — Valiant , Astute, Hard-bitten, Immoral, Kind, Receptive.
brief descrip. — ( ARTISTIC REFERENCE ) — 5'6'' medium-haired brunette with silver eyes, smothered in tattoos and scars. Golden-capped canines and adorned with finely crafted silver chain necklaces, bracelets, and rings.
weapons — spike-knuckled trench knife
throwing knives
—suffers from Emphysema
relations
'rocky' Dean Santivaro x Muriella Trejillio-Santivaro
No Crushes - widowed
late Wife Bevalina Poole ▪ deceased
Medium difficulty physically - difficult mentally
inventory —
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