Post by Castillo on Oct 20, 2009 21:31:25 GMT -5
Name: Rafael Castillo.
Age: 37.
Gender: Male.
Job Wanted: US Marshal.
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Umm...Lawman? [[Not to sure about this part.]]
Description(Prefered a detailed description): A Swift fox, a canine with orange-tan fur, and a bushy tail tipped with gray. On the short side, tall for his species, at little more than five feet tall, with a wiry build. Vivid amber irises rest under heavy eyelids. Black hair is kept short, matching the trim black Van Dyke mustache and beard; a gray bowler hat rests between the two large gray-tipped ears. Starched white button-up shirt in sharp contrast to the black bolo tie at his collar, a bronze colored metal triangle embedded with the image of a castle tower serving as a clasp; a black vest, with matching white pinstripe black coat and pants. A brown belt at his waist holds up a holster with an 1851 Navy revolver inside; brown boots adorn the feet, appearing well worn.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.): Rafael Castillo was thoroughly displeased. Not only was he having to leave the pleasantly moist coast, for a dry inland town, but the train he had taking was very bumpy. He'd spilled quite a lot of ink on himself trying to write a journal entry. It was his first time on a train; and he'd had to spend it listening to the poorly-hidden laughter of children. He despised children. So, it wasn't much of a surprise when he almost ran out of the station upon arriving, almost dragging his suitcase behind him, looking for somewhere he could change shirts and vent into his journal.
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Age: 37.
Gender: Male.
Job Wanted: US Marshal.
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Umm...Lawman? [[Not to sure about this part.]]
Description(Prefered a detailed description): A Swift fox, a canine with orange-tan fur, and a bushy tail tipped with gray. On the short side, tall for his species, at little more than five feet tall, with a wiry build. Vivid amber irises rest under heavy eyelids. Black hair is kept short, matching the trim black Van Dyke mustache and beard; a gray bowler hat rests between the two large gray-tipped ears. Starched white button-up shirt in sharp contrast to the black bolo tie at his collar, a bronze colored metal triangle embedded with the image of a castle tower serving as a clasp; a black vest, with matching white pinstripe black coat and pants. A brown belt at his waist holds up a holster with an 1851 Navy revolver inside; brown boots adorn the feet, appearing well worn.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.): Rafael Castillo was thoroughly displeased. Not only was he having to leave the pleasantly moist coast, for a dry inland town, but the train he had taking was very bumpy. He'd spilled quite a lot of ink on himself trying to write a journal entry. It was his first time on a train; and he'd had to spend it listening to the poorly-hidden laughter of children. He despised children. So, it wasn't much of a surprise when he almost ran out of the station upon arriving, almost dragging his suitcase behind him, looking for somewhere he could change shirts and vent into his journal.
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