Post by mortikie on Oct 27, 2009 1:29:54 GMT -5
Name: Thomas Daniel Greene
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Job Wanted: Coffin Maker
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Assistant Coffin Maker, Gravedigger
Description(Prefered a detailed description): Standing at 6'9, the gray wolf towered over most and was fairly muscular due to years of digging graves. Brown hair was kept short to keep from blocking bright green eyes which only seemed brighter due to his solid black outfit, except for dark red vest. He seemed to be caught in a perpetual daydream, eyes half closed and lopsided smile stuck on his face.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.):
With a final swing of the hammer, the last nail was driven into the coffin. Sighing, Thomas stepped back to view his handy work. "That oughta be able to hold any body." He muttered, giving a dry chuckle to his own bad joke before moving to put the tools back in there place. Once tools were back in their proper places, he turned and gave one last look at the coffin. "Hope I never make one big enough for myself." With that he put the coffin in it's own place, brushed some of the dust from his pants and coat, and headed off towards the bar.
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Job Wanted: Coffin Maker
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Assistant Coffin Maker, Gravedigger
Description(Prefered a detailed description): Standing at 6'9, the gray wolf towered over most and was fairly muscular due to years of digging graves. Brown hair was kept short to keep from blocking bright green eyes which only seemed brighter due to his solid black outfit, except for dark red vest. He seemed to be caught in a perpetual daydream, eyes half closed and lopsided smile stuck on his face.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.):
With a final swing of the hammer, the last nail was driven into the coffin. Sighing, Thomas stepped back to view his handy work. "That oughta be able to hold any body." He muttered, giving a dry chuckle to his own bad joke before moving to put the tools back in there place. Once tools were back in their proper places, he turned and gave one last look at the coffin. "Hope I never make one big enough for myself." With that he put the coffin in it's own place, brushed some of the dust from his pants and coat, and headed off towards the bar.
