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420 years after the fall of Ozai, decades of tranquility have brought about an era where peace is no longer only a mere philosophical abstraction. However beyond the grasp of the Four Nations, a long lost legacy resurfaces.
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» ZapdosZulu Tue Mar 14, 2023 12:06 pm by FyrebirdEvo
Posts : 726 Age : 26 Join date : 2012-06-25 Location : Linking the First Flame
Subject: Crimson Mon Apr 20, 2015 3:31 am
|BASICS| Name: Crimson Age: 27 Birthplace: Vermilion City Slums Current Residence: Vermilion City Rank: Bender Occupation: Bloody Rose elite, owner of a Brothel known as ‘Tragedy’. Element: Smoke Pets: An owl, named “Ash.” Weapons:
-A large, Matchlock rifle, kept on his back.
-Two double-barreled Matchlock pistols. These are kept on a retractable line, attached to his belt, for easy switching of weapons.
-Two custom, single-bladed combat knives, each with an 8-inch blade. The back of these knives is embedded with flint, for sparking fires.
-A lighter, if you could call that a weapon. Mostly used for lighting cigarettes.
|CHARACTERISTICS| Personality: Crimson is a rebel by nature- he refuses to respect rules or laws, instead choosing to live by his own. He respects money over honor, given one being more tangible- and spendable- than the other. Further, Crimson is a bit standoffish, his attitude rude and judgemental. To those he likes, he is still rude, though in more of a 'good-natured ribbing' sort of way. He enjoys the company of women, being a bit lecherous in nature, though he often finds himself too preoccupied with business to engage in matters of love.
Personal Strengths:
Excels at close combat.
A shrewd businessman.
Excellent strategist.
Able to think on his feet.
Personal Weaknesses:
Rude.
Loves money, to an unhealthy degree.
Showy.
Has a hard time resisting womanly charms…..except when they ask for money.
Addicted to smoking.
Hamartia: He’ll often choose money over friends, alienating them in the process. Personal Hero: Itami Kurushii Dreams and Ambitions: Get rich!
Likes:
Money
Women
Money
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Money
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Money
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Money
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Women
Money
Money
Women
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Women
Money
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Women
Women
Money
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Money
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Money
Women
Dislikes:
Waiting.
Being deceived.
Whining.
Those who expect something for free.
Most men, on principle.
Brief History:
Abandoned at birth, young Crimson was found as a baby, on the ground in the Vermilion City Slums. Taken to an orphanage by a kindhearted stranger, he was named after the location he was found- Crimson Avenue.
As Crimson grew, he found he was more skilled at manipulating his peers, than playing with them. Soon, he discovered that the same tricks and lies worked on the maids and officials, too. Eventually, he managed to persuade one of the local homeless to teach him to pickpocket, and with the money he stole, paid a swindler to teach him to sell. For years, he wandered the slums, trading stolen money for skills- then, one day, he got caught. An accidental brush in someone’s pocket, and someone noticed him- an authority was called, and he was imprisoned.
In prison, he continued his same practice. He swindled prisoners out of their meals, and traded them to other prisoners, in exchange for combat training, lessons on how to quickly improvise a weapon, and how to overpower several opponents at once.
Then, one day, his plans were thrown for a loop- he woke up to the stench of rotting corpses. Around him, everyone in the prison had been murdered, save himself. A silver-haired man, whose name he would later learn was Itami Kurushii, stood where his cell’s bars used to be.
“Crimson, is it? Word has reached me, of your dealings and skills. Come...there is much work to be done.”
Crimson followed, without a word.
Loolaalee Questmaster General
Posts : 1351 Age : 24 Join date : 2014-01-08 Location : The cold heart of space