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Post by .:[Drake]:. on Aug 7, 2013 23:23:47 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Drake Harrowmont
Age: 25
Sex: male
Species: Human
Date Of Birth: December 27th [redacted]
Nationality: Russian/American
Hometown: St. Petersburg
Occupation:
Alignment: True neutral
Theme Song:[data removed]
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Fernando Torres
Height:5’9.
Weight: 159lbs.
Hair color: Blonde, Auburn facial hair.
Hair style: Shoulder length, always parted down the middle, Usually done in a large braid.
Eye color: Blue.
Skin color: pale white.
Posture: Proud.
Tattoo’s: A family crest tattoo adorns his right shoulder.
Accessories: two black and white folded bandanas worn around each wrist, each tightly wrapped. Hemp and leather necklace of just longer than choker length. Jupiter white Oakley sunglasses with Viridium tinted lenses.
Clothes: Long sleeve flannel(but not plaid) shirt made, with matching dark blue denim jeans cargo style. Pistol holster adorns his right thigh. A moderate sized Coyote backpack that he nicked off a dead MP, it currently contains
Inner Stuff
Likes:
the wilderness.
The females.
hard to find things.
dressing like hes just back from some adventure into the brush.
Dive/aeronautic watches.
expensive sunglasses.
loyalty among friends.
getting shite done.
bonfires, especially if there is vodka involved.
Dislikes:
dishonesty.
fakes.
not meeting his own goals.
not having coffee or a smoke every few hours.
Strengths:
Brilliant tactical mind able to assess many things at once
an incredible shot with both long rifle and sidearm.
charismatic able to talk his way out of almost any situation
forgives and forgets easily.
Weaknesses:
incredibly vain. to the point where he usually carries at least a comb with him.
trusts others to easily, this can lead to compromising situations.
addicted to coffee/nicotine, he pretty much gets into a piss poor attitude if he has not had a smoke or cup of coffee in the last few hours.
extremely detail orientated. he focuses on detail so much he often misses the big picture.
Goal(s): [redacted]
Habits/ Quirks: Will often chew the inside of his cheek when nervous or thinking. Absentmindedly runs his hands through his hair parting it down the middle every chance his hands find a few seconds of freetime. Fidgets slightly if he is annoyed
Relationships: none that are significant, he has had many summer time flings but they never last longer than a few months at best.
Overview: Drake is an extremely charismatic young male in search of something or somewhere to belong. Currently he wanders the wilderness of Northern california with whatever gear he was able to grab off the bodies of MP's stationed at fort Hunds
Other Equipment: Custom Oakley Sunglasses with personal HUD. Torgoen T22 E6B Flight Computer Watch - Brown Leather Strap T22102. See attached links
History:
Born Drake Igoro Harrowmont on December 27th 1988 in St. Petersburg Russia to an extremely influential family of upper class. From the time he was unable to crawl till now he has always been demi-god like handsome. His early years from ages 1-10 were spent in Russia, where he fell in love with being outdoors and relaxing with friends. he attended some schooling this time and did averagely well.
from ages 10-19 were spent in Chicago IL, USA. his family had moved there after his father received employ as Chief engineer to a nearby Chrysler LLC plant and they did incredibly well adopting to American lifestyle. Drake excelled at making new friends and spending his many free days wandering aimlessly through town clad in the most stylish of fashions. During this time Drake attended an exclusive high end high school were he excelled in all social sciences, along with math and basic engineering.
It was also during this time frame that Drake found his love for the beach and all things sunny, after having met his first girlfriend, Rosie, he was constantly at the beach or some other outdoor venue. At age Twenty three Drake graduated with a bachelors in human science and basic mechanical engineering degree from Bradley university, IL.
His parents were incredibly proud and they sent him off to live in his dream location which would be Cali. At age twenty four he was attending a beach party when the first of the american attacks took place. He has been stranded in Cali with only the gear he took off of Dead MP's and whatever wit he has about him.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else: [redacted]
OOC Name:Ian.
Name Color: Default.
Number Of Stars: Default.
Color Of Stars: Default.
Drake stood with his hands leaning against the boardwalk's flimsy rail. The knotted wood was encrusted with a slight layer of salt and it rubbed gently into the palms of his hands. His body was arched over, appearing casually at ease amongst the other patrons of the night.Drake was here to meet a Black haired beauty of a girl. Long legs and long eyelashes proved to be extremely interesting to drake and he toyed with making this more than just Summer fling, Drake took an exceptionally long drag on his cigarette and smoke filled the air like frost on a cold morning.
pushing himself off the railing and stretching his arms behind him Drake set to the task of locating this bombshell. the task was not easily achieved and took him nearly an hour before he located her beneath the cheesy Tunnel of love advert. She appeared to be reading a book of some sort as she sat on a bench and occasionally turned a page. Wasting no time Drake plopped himself into the adjacent seat and threw a careless arm around the raven haired lass. "hey, what brings you to this boardwalk?" he asked innocently, he could tell she was miffed by his sudden and blatant intrusion to her private space, but he flashed an extremely roguish smile and her face softened somewhat.
"Mind if i ask what you are reading?" he inquired softly. Above the two the advert slowly blinked its discordant tones and tunes while the gulls called serenely in the background. In all it was a great summer's eve on the beach, Roughly an hour and a half went by in light and airy conversation between the two before Drake asked if Hanna(for that was her name) wanted to grab some coffee at a nearby joint. She agreed and he helped her to her feet, hands thrust deep in his pockets he led his way to the car he was driving that evening.
The dream care he had been provided was an Audi R8 v10plus engine with a seven speed transonic transmission. Drake beeped the unlocks and opened Hanna's door. Settling himself into the smooth leather seats he punched the reverse and they were soon topping the engine down beachfront blvd.
Name: Drake Harrowmont
Age: 25
Sex: male
Species: Human
Date Of Birth: December 27th [redacted]
Nationality: Russian/American
Hometown: St. Petersburg
Occupation:
Alignment: True neutral
Theme Song:[data removed]
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Fernando Torres
Height:5’9.
Weight: 159lbs.
Hair color: Blonde, Auburn facial hair.
Hair style: Shoulder length, always parted down the middle, Usually done in a large braid.
Eye color: Blue.
Skin color: pale white.
Posture: Proud.
Tattoo’s: A family crest tattoo adorns his right shoulder.
Accessories: two black and white folded bandanas worn around each wrist, each tightly wrapped. Hemp and leather necklace of just longer than choker length. Jupiter white Oakley sunglasses with Viridium tinted lenses.
Clothes: Long sleeve flannel(but not plaid) shirt made, with matching dark blue denim jeans cargo style. Pistol holster adorns his right thigh. A moderate sized Coyote backpack that he nicked off a dead MP, it currently contains
- one carton of Marlboro red 100's cigarettes.
- two clips of 9mm ammo.
- one .22 Long rifle with hunting scope and straight pull bolt.
- a daily journal
- a picture of rosie.
Inner Stuff
Likes:
the wilderness.
The females.
hard to find things.
dressing like hes just back from some adventure into the brush.
Dive/aeronautic watches.
expensive sunglasses.
loyalty among friends.
getting shite done.
bonfires, especially if there is vodka involved.
Dislikes:
dishonesty.
fakes.
not meeting his own goals.
not having coffee or a smoke every few hours.
Strengths:
Brilliant tactical mind able to assess many things at once
an incredible shot with both long rifle and sidearm.
charismatic able to talk his way out of almost any situation
forgives and forgets easily.
Weaknesses:
incredibly vain. to the point where he usually carries at least a comb with him.
trusts others to easily, this can lead to compromising situations.
addicted to coffee/nicotine, he pretty much gets into a piss poor attitude if he has not had a smoke or cup of coffee in the last few hours.
extremely detail orientated. he focuses on detail so much he often misses the big picture.
Goal(s): [redacted]
Habits/ Quirks: Will often chew the inside of his cheek when nervous or thinking. Absentmindedly runs his hands through his hair parting it down the middle every chance his hands find a few seconds of freetime. Fidgets slightly if he is annoyed
Relationships: none that are significant, he has had many summer time flings but they never last longer than a few months at best.
Overview: Drake is an extremely charismatic young male in search of something or somewhere to belong. Currently he wanders the wilderness of Northern california with whatever gear he was able to grab off the bodies of MP's stationed at fort Hunds
Other Equipment: Custom Oakley Sunglasses with personal HUD. Torgoen T22 E6B Flight Computer Watch - Brown Leather Strap T22102. See attached links
History:
Born Drake Igoro Harrowmont on December 27th 1988 in St. Petersburg Russia to an extremely influential family of upper class. From the time he was unable to crawl till now he has always been demi-god like handsome. His early years from ages 1-10 were spent in Russia, where he fell in love with being outdoors and relaxing with friends. he attended some schooling this time and did averagely well.
from ages 10-19 were spent in Chicago IL, USA. his family had moved there after his father received employ as Chief engineer to a nearby Chrysler LLC plant and they did incredibly well adopting to American lifestyle. Drake excelled at making new friends and spending his many free days wandering aimlessly through town clad in the most stylish of fashions. During this time Drake attended an exclusive high end high school were he excelled in all social sciences, along with math and basic engineering.
It was also during this time frame that Drake found his love for the beach and all things sunny, after having met his first girlfriend, Rosie, he was constantly at the beach or some other outdoor venue. At age Twenty three Drake graduated with a bachelors in human science and basic mechanical engineering degree from Bradley university, IL.
His parents were incredibly proud and they sent him off to live in his dream location which would be Cali. At age twenty four he was attending a beach party when the first of the american attacks took place. He has been stranded in Cali with only the gear he took off of Dead MP's and whatever wit he has about him.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else: [redacted]
OOC Name:Ian.
Name Color: Default.
Number Of Stars: Default.
Color Of Stars: Default.
Sample RP:Title: The day before....
Drake stood with his hands leaning against the boardwalk's flimsy rail. The knotted wood was encrusted with a slight layer of salt and it rubbed gently into the palms of his hands. His body was arched over, appearing casually at ease amongst the other patrons of the night.Drake was here to meet a Black haired beauty of a girl. Long legs and long eyelashes proved to be extremely interesting to drake and he toyed with making this more than just Summer fling, Drake took an exceptionally long drag on his cigarette and smoke filled the air like frost on a cold morning.
pushing himself off the railing and stretching his arms behind him Drake set to the task of locating this bombshell. the task was not easily achieved and took him nearly an hour before he located her beneath the cheesy Tunnel of love advert. She appeared to be reading a book of some sort as she sat on a bench and occasionally turned a page. Wasting no time Drake plopped himself into the adjacent seat and threw a careless arm around the raven haired lass. "hey, what brings you to this boardwalk?" he asked innocently, he could tell she was miffed by his sudden and blatant intrusion to her private space, but he flashed an extremely roguish smile and her face softened somewhat.
"Mind if i ask what you are reading?" he inquired softly. Above the two the advert slowly blinked its discordant tones and tunes while the gulls called serenely in the background. In all it was a great summer's eve on the beach, Roughly an hour and a half went by in light and airy conversation between the two before Drake asked if Hanna(for that was her name) wanted to grab some coffee at a nearby joint. She agreed and he helped her to her feet, hands thrust deep in his pockets he led his way to the car he was driving that evening.
The dream care he had been provided was an Audi R8 v10plus engine with a seven speed transonic transmission. Drake beeped the unlocks and opened Hanna's door. Settling himself into the smooth leather seats he punched the reverse and they were soon topping the engine down beachfront blvd.
Attached:
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