Post by Maltese on Jun 8, 2008 19:20:25 GMT
Name: San Apricot Makkasson
Age: 18
Height: 5' 11"
Build: Slim (ish)
Power: The light! It burns!: Apricot's hands have an alarming tendency to suddenly become blindly bright when shaken.
Take a left. A LEFT!: Apricot has lived in Blood City most of her life and her perilous choice of life goal has led to her having a sense of direction and mental street map to rival a carrier pigeon.
Whoomph!: Apricot's hands now, as well as being spectacularly bright, are also flammable by much the same means as they glow. She's not immune to the flames though and will get burnt horrifically if she leaves it too long
Silver spoon: since Apricot is related to the Makkasson silver magnate family of Argentina, she has recieved a number of presents, ammunition, largely (alright, soley ammuntion) of great use versus Laycans
Looks: Brown speckled hair, bright brown eyes, lightly tanned skin and dazzling white teeth. Slightly dished face. Wears a layered brown skirt, white shirt and a light blue waistcoat
History: Apricot was born in Blood City, the daughter of San Jose Makkasson, and, aside from short trips outside to festivals at the behest of her mother, has lived there all her life. She's been permanantly cheesed off with the gloom and dullness permeating the place and so had made it her job in life to lift the heavy clouds over Blood City. Her progress has been slow but she remains optimistic. Can generally be found trying to repair street lights, or financing said actions by selling hash.
Race: Humanic
Friends: Cassian, Xavier, Adelai, Raz
Religion: Small gods
Weapon: Toolkit, Kalashnikov assault rifle, .32 revolver
Age: 18
Height: 5' 11"
Build: Slim (ish)
Power: The light! It burns!: Apricot's hands have an alarming tendency to suddenly become blindly bright when shaken.
Take a left. A LEFT!: Apricot has lived in Blood City most of her life and her perilous choice of life goal has led to her having a sense of direction and mental street map to rival a carrier pigeon.
Whoomph!: Apricot's hands now, as well as being spectacularly bright, are also flammable by much the same means as they glow. She's not immune to the flames though and will get burnt horrifically if she leaves it too long
Silver spoon: since Apricot is related to the Makkasson silver magnate family of Argentina, she has recieved a number of presents, ammunition, largely (alright, soley ammuntion) of great use versus Laycans
Looks: Brown speckled hair, bright brown eyes, lightly tanned skin and dazzling white teeth. Slightly dished face. Wears a layered brown skirt, white shirt and a light blue waistcoat
History: Apricot was born in Blood City, the daughter of San Jose Makkasson, and, aside from short trips outside to festivals at the behest of her mother, has lived there all her life. She's been permanantly cheesed off with the gloom and dullness permeating the place and so had made it her job in life to lift the heavy clouds over Blood City. Her progress has been slow but she remains optimistic. Can generally be found trying to repair street lights, or financing said actions by selling hash.
Race: Humanic
Friends: Cassian, Xavier, Adelai, Raz
Religion: Small gods
Weapon: Toolkit, Kalashnikov assault rifle, .32 revolver
