Post by Callum Montana Roderick on Nov 7, 2012 11:41:18 GMT -5
CALLUM
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[/color]Callum Montana Roderick;;
Nicknames;;[/color] Cal, Cally, Calico, Cal-Me-Maybe, Calamari, Calamity Jane, California Dreamin'
Race;;[/color] nephilim
Gender;;[/color] male
Age;;[/color] 24
Sexuality;;[/color] Wouldn't you like to know?
Place of Birth;;[/color] Bufu, Alberta, Canada
Birthday;;[/color] April 4, 1988
Occupation;;[/color] soldier in the Carford army
Descended From;;[/color] mother was a watcher of grief, then Acedia
Power;;[/color] electric manipulation
Requested Level;;[/color] 23
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Hair Colour;;[/color] brown
Eye Colour;;[/color] green
Height;;[/color] 5'11"
Weight;;[/color] 160 lbs
Build/Complexion;;[/color] broad-shouldered, muscular, lean, light complexion
Description;;[/color] I'll be honest, I'm pretty freaking gorgeous. Good-looking, chiseled, hott - with two t's. I walk with a bounce in my step because I'm sexy and I know it. I've got a few tats - a black and white of the Canadian army insignia on my bicep, an old battalion insignia on the other, and the Carford army crest on my chest, over my heart. I've got more than a few scars. I have a big one on my arm from busting my arm so bad it needed surgery when I was a kid. I've got a bullet scar on my left ass cheek and a stab wound scar on my side. That one almost killed me.
When I'm on base, I'm in uniform, mostly. Sometimes it's just the usual get-up, but if I'm doing specialized work, I'll slip into some stealthy black leather. It makes my butt look awesome, if you were wondering. I get caught up in bureaucratic stuff way too often, so you might catch me in a suit on occasion, but usually I dress casual, a t-shirt and jacket, some jeans. Whatever's in my closet, really. I am always, always heavily armed. Guns make me feel all manly and stuff.
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Likes;;[/color]
- Doughnuts
- Steak
- Tacos
- Dogs
- TV
- Porn
- Reading the funnies on the john while taking a huge dump
- Making people uncomfortable
- Big guns
- Small guns
- Guns the size of your head
- Give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist...
- Stout beer
Dislikes;;[/color]
- Downers
- People who can't take a joke (see downers)
- Going more than an hour without food
- Sleeping excessively - what if I miss something!
- Cold weather - I know, I know, a Canuck who hates the cold...
- Being unarmed
Fears;;[/color]
- People he loves hurting themselves
- Being caught off-guard
- Letting himself think too much
Ambitions;;[/color]
- Live to see tomorrow
- Rise in the military ranks
- Marry someone that knows how to cook
Secrets;;[/color]
- Mother fell and became an Acedia when he was a child
- Watched his father kill himself
- Killed his own mother
Personality;;[/color] I like to think I'm a pretty chill dude. I don't take much seriously 'cos what's the point? Life's a game, so let's have fun. I don't like thinking too hard on things, it brings me down. And when other people are down, that's no good either. I like shaking things up, bringing people out of their comfort zones. I hit on everyone and it's impossible to tell if I'm serious or not. Everything is a joke to me.
If you try to bring up a serious subject with me, I'll skirt around it and deflect with humor. It's always worked for me in the past. On my own, I tend to goof off and distract myself with food, exercise, porn, or TV. I am incapable of sitting in a chair like a normal human being and have a habit of pulling out and polishing my guns at inappropriate times.
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History;;[/color] So this is where I tell you about my shitty childhood, huh? Fine, fine, if you insist - but dont' say I didn't warn you. Oh, and if you go spreading this around, I'll snipe your ass.
So I'm from some nowhere in Alberta, Canada - go Oilers! And the thing about living in nowhere is that you learn how to shoot guns at a really early age and how to survive off the land and be a badass, too. So I had that going for me, which was nice. What I didn't have going for me was that my dad was a human and my mom was a watcher of grief. He fell in love with her when he was young, but it constantly broke his heart to see her so sad. Mine, too. I spent most of my early childhood trying to make her happy. Finally, when I was 10 or so, my dad pulled me aside and told me it was no use trying to make her happy, it just wasn't who she was.
Apparently that was shit advice because not long after, she turned into an Acedia and things got scary fast. She changed so much once she lost her wings. Suddenly, it wasn't just about her being sad, but about making everyone else sad, too. I spend most of middle school either at neighbor's houses or hiding in the woods behind our house. Dad tried to stick by her, take care of her, but she wasn't the same person anymore. She was a demon. I don't think he really got that until the end. I came home one day and she was sitting on the couch, watching as my dad slit his wrists. She had put a tarp down so he wouldn't stain the carpet. I was 13, and I didn't know what to do. So I watched.
Things got worse from there. It was just me and Mom, and she only had me to prey on now. I was damn resilient for a kid and refused to let her win. Finally, when she almost had me broken at the age of 15, I shot her dead. I buried her in the woods, took the truck, and drove to Edmonton.
I got put in a group home for those last few years, which ended up being the best thing that ever happened to me. Kids there were messed up, but as long as you skirted the real issues and goofed off, life was a blast. When i was 18, I signed up for the army with a few buddies of mine. The army paid for my college, gave me a place to live, and a focus in life. Things went pretty well for a while.
Except apparently shooting lightning bolts from your hands is frowned upon in the Canadian military. They didn't know what to do with me, so they sent me off to Carford. This town is pretty awesome despite the whole "civil war" thing. I suppose I just find it more exciting. To be honest, anything is more exciting than the Canadian military. I mean, come on. Anywho, now I'm a Major and that's pretty sweet. I spend most of my time on base, but I have a little apartment, too.
Town Request;;[/color] Carford 'cos I'm gonna work with Aria and Toby and 'cos we be lackin' in that town. I'm real good for boosting a population...if you know what I mean...
Role-Play Sample;;[/color] Go look.
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Joohlia · · 8+ years · · Panic!
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