Post by blythe on Aug 31, 2010 20:38:00 GMT -5
Irresponsibly ruthless words fill this town but
Never more, will a painful voice flow by
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Oops, I guess I shot ya
My finger’s on the trigger
I had a bullet with your name on it
Click Click
I’m a sex pistol
My love should be illegal
Read deal, baby
I’m no counterfeit
Click Click
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Those days we spent casually are bidding farewell to us
As we lose those irreplaceable days
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First and Last:
Maxwell Blythe... what?
Known as:
Not “Eye patch” and not “Red” or any variation of those, that’s for sure.
I have lived:
Twenty-five long years... I was born on August twenty-third, so I’m a Virgo, baby.
I am:
Male
My preference?:
When you’re in the mood, does it really matter?
I work as:
I affiliate with:
Persona User. Or KAFIR, maybe?
The rain hides the sun, stealing away its light
I am troubled as I lost what I believed in
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Hair:
Long auburn hair. Looks kinda limp, don’t it?
Eyes:
Left is... Green? Looks kinda blue sometimes, I dunno. The right... you don’t really wanna to see that, do ya?
Height:
Six feet and one measly inch.
Weight:
One hundred and forty-eight pounds... Feeeed meeeee!
Clothing Style:
Just t-shirts and jeans, occasionally exchanging the t-shirts for button up shirts. A coat is almost always on, either of one solid color or camouflage motif. Boots, all the time.
Extra:
Always wearing that eye patch, since nobody wants to see that dull eye, right? And smoking. God, I love smoking. I don’t know if it’s an oral fixation or if it’s the nicotine, but I gotta have my smokes. Oh, and I have a couple of scars, usually faint ones. But you can see the one on my right hand the most, front and palm of the hand.
I won’t forget those days that I spent with everyone precious to me
Never more, will I be alone even in the darkness
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Positive:
- Affectionate
- Energetic
- Optimistic (I try to be)
- Funny? I like to think so.
- Uh... Adroit, whatever that is.
Negative:
- Silly
- Clingy
- Indecisive
- Somewhat violent?
- Sadistic... when violent.
Personality:
Affectionate and playful, Maxwell just likes people. If you were to meet him, get a conversation going and stay on good terms for long enough, you might earn yourself a friend. Forever. Or unless you cross him or get yourself killed, whichever happens first.
He can be considered annoying, with how clingy he can be and how his mind wanders off sometimes, making him seem random. He talks before his brain processes things most of the time, so he ends up rambling or losing his train of thought quite often. He usually means what he says, though, and won't take things back even if they end up hurting people. He's a bit of a hypocrite in the sense that, while he knows he can be annoying himself (he's been told before), he finds other people annoying and quickly loses his patience with them. He thinks lightly of fights; if you have a disagreement of some sort and end up blowing punches, so be it. If you don't kill each other and stick around for long enough, he might laugh it off and offer a hand so you can straighten yourself, maybe even invite you for food or beer.
If for some reason you don't end up getting along, he'll still stick around you. He's not gonna let anyone harsh his mellow, at least not easily, but he will get annoyed faster. He might try to snipe at you more, pick a fight sooner. He won't avoid you if you end up meeting again. He might even hang out with you one more time, just because there's a chance of having fun by either picking on you or by fighting.
Timeline:
This is the moment! The time is now!
History:
Maxwell's been moving around ever since he was young. He never met his father, since the man died in a car accident before he was born, and his mother was always leaving him with his grandmother while she worked to support the family. Before he was six, his mother was killed in an armed robbery and he was placed in foster care, since his grandmother was unable to care for him on her own. He spent most of his young life switching homes because he kept causing problems for his guardians, not to mention getting into fights due to his unusual way of socializing. When Maxwell turned fourteen, he ran away from his home, tired of the rules and the "punishment" of being traded off when he misbehaved. If he was going to be on the move, he was going to move on his own.
He survived by living off of soup kitchens and other charities, dodging anything that would land him in foster care again. Once he was able to work, since he was not being able to continue school, he tried to keep himself fed and dressed by taking on minimum wage jobs, such as delivering parcels, bagging groceries and as a janitor or dish washer in some small-time restaurants and diners. He found it relatively easy to find jobs, but having to take so many of them to survive on their wages took a lot out of him. It was during a delivery job that he found the answer to these problems, though it took years of... career training and more jobs as a gofer to get ready for the real thing. During said training period, he was under the wing of a surprisingly kind man, considering the jobs they did. Maxwell never thought of him as a father, though; this wasn't an adoption or anything, it was strictly an employer and employee relationship.
Recently, his boss told him to go live in Japan, probably to scout the area because they were thinking of opening business there or something. Maxwell gets an allowance for his current mission, but he still takes on odd jobs here and there to generate money and keep a sense of independency.
I will find it, that precious thing that I lost
Never more, because I’m sure your voice will guide me
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Stats:
Strength-oriented.
Arcana:
Star
Persona:
Odin
Method of Summoning:
KAFIR Watch
Strengths:
Electric, Wind
Weaknesses:
Fire
Skills:
- Mazio
- Garu
- Skewer
- Tarukaja
Weapon of Choice:
Ingram MAC-10, two of them. Yeah, sexy. But I guess you can’t just carry these babies ‘round all the time, can ya? Ain’t too skilled, but I guess punches and kicks can work from time to time. I use what I got.
I don’t know when but I really have forgotten
Those important words that I once believed in when I was young
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Parents/Relatives:
Significant relatives? Don’t have ‘em. Not significant, anyway.
Friends:
They're either dead or not friends anymore, so just let 'em rest in peace.
Enemies/Rivals:
Uh... Ehehe
Romantic Interest:
Nah, don't think so.
Other:
May vary, so what's the point?
In the world I can’t wake up from I searched for them
I finally found them, they were deep in my heart all along
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Characters you play:
So... many...
How did you find the site?:
<3
Author Notes:
How Rei got her groove back?
Face Claims:
Badou Nails; Dogs: Bullets and Carnage, etc.
Contact:
PM me, ask for my MSN handle.
