Post by endymien on Jul 29, 2010 14:48:56 GMT -5
Name: Endymien Job Philister (new and improved.. in a way!)
Age:25
Gender: Male
Job Wanted: Banker.
Description: Sharp dressed feline, slick and clean for these times. Single breasted morning-coat with a narrow colar and a low waist with straight legged trousers. His style and simple looks make him seem plain. Grey tabby, darker grey paws and tail with the traditional markings. Black hair and silver eyes. The black of the suit does not make him stand out. Handsome in a simple way, five foot seven with an active body and a friendly face.
Example of RP: In a moment the grey tabby snapped. In a fluid feline movement the dogs wrist was grabbed, his body yanked toward Endymien. In the other paw a gun held pointed sharply in the gut. A look of surprise and fear now took over the mutt’s visage, and one of insanity snapped into anger on the cat's. "You know, my friend. I don't like it when people make jokes about what sorta company I keep." His brought his face close to the mutt’s, lips nearly touching his. "Money could be more split between two, right Joe?" [Eeeeeh. I am posting one from the old 'what if' forums because this is the version of Endy I am playing.]
Age:25
Gender: Male
Job Wanted: Banker.
Description: Sharp dressed feline, slick and clean for these times. Single breasted morning-coat with a narrow colar and a low waist with straight legged trousers. His style and simple looks make him seem plain. Grey tabby, darker grey paws and tail with the traditional markings. Black hair and silver eyes. The black of the suit does not make him stand out. Handsome in a simple way, five foot seven with an active body and a friendly face.
Example of RP: In a moment the grey tabby snapped. In a fluid feline movement the dogs wrist was grabbed, his body yanked toward Endymien. In the other paw a gun held pointed sharply in the gut. A look of surprise and fear now took over the mutt’s visage, and one of insanity snapped into anger on the cat's. "You know, my friend. I don't like it when people make jokes about what sorta company I keep." His brought his face close to the mutt’s, lips nearly touching his. "Money could be more split between two, right Joe?" [Eeeeeh. I am posting one from the old 'what if' forums because this is the version of Endy I am playing.]