Post by shadowofthecat on Jan 31, 2008 21:10:31 GMT -5
(If you figure out the references in his name, you get a cookie!)
Name: Caliban Oliva
Age: 15
Race: Milliner
Weapons: One standard wrist-brace, one modified one (covered in rubber besides the tips, and hooked up to a battery up his sleeve... basically a stunner he wears). All other gear standard for Milliner duty. His hat of choice, a fedora (which when folded to a weapon, is cone (size adjustable like an umbrella) with a razor sharp point. The edge is dull.
Personality: Mechanical. He was trained to be so, and learned it the right way in how he and the others in the camp kept alive (he was born while Alyss was missing)
Brief Bio: Born during Redd's rule, he is used to life on the run, and maybe a little bit uneasy in that he doesnt have to anymore. He grew up learning well that a level head without regard to feelings what-so-ever will survive, and has dedicated himself to becomming as much that as he can. He has excelled in his training, but outside of the realm of survival itself, has never really been tested. (Too young to fight back in the day.) A part of him is eager to feel that test, but he would never admit to even that much emotion.
Appearance: Caliban stands at a full 6 ft, with deep green eyes and a glare that is said to freeze the soul right out of someone. His brown hair is usually short, and under a black fedora. He sports a black leather trenchcoat, and the has a habit of keeping his hands in his pockets. Those, also, have black gloves which he keeps shiny as the blades in his bracelets. His build, underneath all of this, is a little lanky, but solid all the same.
Pre or Post LGW books: Post
Name: Caliban Oliva
Age: 15
Race: Milliner
Weapons: One standard wrist-brace, one modified one (covered in rubber besides the tips, and hooked up to a battery up his sleeve... basically a stunner he wears). All other gear standard for Milliner duty. His hat of choice, a fedora (which when folded to a weapon, is cone (size adjustable like an umbrella) with a razor sharp point. The edge is dull.
Personality: Mechanical. He was trained to be so, and learned it the right way in how he and the others in the camp kept alive (he was born while Alyss was missing)
Brief Bio: Born during Redd's rule, he is used to life on the run, and maybe a little bit uneasy in that he doesnt have to anymore. He grew up learning well that a level head without regard to feelings what-so-ever will survive, and has dedicated himself to becomming as much that as he can. He has excelled in his training, but outside of the realm of survival itself, has never really been tested. (Too young to fight back in the day.) A part of him is eager to feel that test, but he would never admit to even that much emotion.
Appearance: Caliban stands at a full 6 ft, with deep green eyes and a glare that is said to freeze the soul right out of someone. His brown hair is usually short, and under a black fedora. He sports a black leather trenchcoat, and the has a habit of keeping his hands in his pockets. Those, also, have black gloves which he keeps shiny as the blades in his bracelets. His build, underneath all of this, is a little lanky, but solid all the same.
Pre or Post LGW books: Post
