Post by Zolf J Kimblee on Aug 5, 2010 13:12:39 GMT -6
---Character Information---
1.) Character Name -- Zolf J. Kimblee
2.) Character Bio -- [Anime 'redneck' Kimblee] Basically a nihilistic person who doesn't believe in much of anything that doesn't serve his own immediate needs or wants. An opportunist of the worst kind, manipulative when it serves his ends.
3.) Relationships with people -- Generally hangs out with other no-goodniks like himself like Barry the Chopper, Archer, Gran.
4.) Likes -- Using his alchemy at every opportunity, although he's careful to NOT end up in jail again. And, he likes his cat, Crimmy.
5.) Dislikes -- Restrictive, confining environs, people who are impractical and overly optimistic.
6.) History of the character -- Over time, [from the last round of RP's], he developed a bit of a soft spot for a few of the good guys, but gets defensive if anyone points that out as a weakness.
---Your Info---
1.) Why do you want to be this character? Because I've pretty much always played Kimblee on this board and I feel most comfortable playing him.
2.) How far are you into the Anime? Seen it all, along with Shamballa
3.) How far are you into the Manga? Finished the manga
---Writing Sample---
Please give a paragrah to let me and the mods know how your writing style is. PLEASE follow the RP rules within this sample RP so I know that you have read and understand them.
-- What your Sample SHOULD consist of --
Kimblee rounded the corner and eased slowly along the wall. He found an alcove partially hidden by a large piece of canvas. He ducked inside and slid down the wall to catch his breath.
As he rested, he mulled over the events over the past fifteen minutes. The strange group in laboratory five had appeared out of nowhere when one of the guards had told him to 'freeze'. An agile, tomboyish woman with lightning speed had cut the guard down in one skilled slice to the throat. He'd turned to face the rag-tag group with narrowed eyes. Who were they and what had they wanted? No matter... he didn't waste time asking questions, choosing instead to beat a hasty retreat since opportunity knocked.
He sat in the alcove as the footsteps of soldiers passed by. He wanted to smoke something fierce, but he had no cigarettes, no lighter and no desire to betray his location. The small rag-tag band passed right by him as he mulled his situation over. He glanced at them suspiciously through the small opening in the canvas as they passed him by. Maybe they'd been trying to help a fellow prisoner, but he wasn't setting his watch or warrant on it. No sir..not no way, not nohow.
1.) Character Name -- Zolf J. Kimblee
2.) Character Bio -- [Anime 'redneck' Kimblee] Basically a nihilistic person who doesn't believe in much of anything that doesn't serve his own immediate needs or wants. An opportunist of the worst kind, manipulative when it serves his ends.
3.) Relationships with people -- Generally hangs out with other no-goodniks like himself like Barry the Chopper, Archer, Gran.
4.) Likes -- Using his alchemy at every opportunity, although he's careful to NOT end up in jail again. And, he likes his cat, Crimmy.
5.) Dislikes -- Restrictive, confining environs, people who are impractical and overly optimistic.
6.) History of the character -- Over time, [from the last round of RP's], he developed a bit of a soft spot for a few of the good guys, but gets defensive if anyone points that out as a weakness.
---Your Info---
1.) Why do you want to be this character? Because I've pretty much always played Kimblee on this board and I feel most comfortable playing him.
2.) How far are you into the Anime? Seen it all, along with Shamballa
3.) How far are you into the Manga? Finished the manga
---Writing Sample---
Please give a paragrah to let me and the mods know how your writing style is. PLEASE follow the RP rules within this sample RP so I know that you have read and understand them.
-- What your Sample SHOULD consist of --
Kimblee rounded the corner and eased slowly along the wall. He found an alcove partially hidden by a large piece of canvas. He ducked inside and slid down the wall to catch his breath.
As he rested, he mulled over the events over the past fifteen minutes. The strange group in laboratory five had appeared out of nowhere when one of the guards had told him to 'freeze'. An agile, tomboyish woman with lightning speed had cut the guard down in one skilled slice to the throat. He'd turned to face the rag-tag group with narrowed eyes. Who were they and what had they wanted? No matter... he didn't waste time asking questions, choosing instead to beat a hasty retreat since opportunity knocked.
He sat in the alcove as the footsteps of soldiers passed by. He wanted to smoke something fierce, but he had no cigarettes, no lighter and no desire to betray his location. The small rag-tag band passed right by him as he mulled his situation over. He glanced at them suspiciously through the small opening in the canvas as they passed him by. Maybe they'd been trying to help a fellow prisoner, but he wasn't setting his watch or warrant on it. No sir..not no way, not nohow.