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| Daembob Joined: 26 Nov 2003 Posts: 123 | Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:42 pm Name: Ajax Red
Age: Early 20's Physical Description: Standing at a average 5'9" with short brown hair, a dirt brown cowboy hat, and clean shaven. This man easily fits the descripion of average man. His eyes are a cold, dark forest green. His smile rarely shows, as he does not like to show emotion of any kind. He is muscular, but not a tank, agile but not weak. Ajax wears a black, long coat with pockets everywhere, inside and out. His shirt is a dirt brown long sleeve, heavy knitt(durable) that he always wears. His chaps are the same colour and make as his shirt and have holsters on both legs for his 6 and 4 shot magnums(right, left hand). As magnum ammo is expensive he only carries enough for a few reloads. He carries 2, 6 inch boot knives in each of his tall 'cowboy' boots with shinning steel spurs. Personality: Ajax quickly fits into groups that have similar goals as he as he has not yet found the need to trust people further than that. His smile only shows when he is truely happy or proud, all the rest of the time it is just a emotionless face. History: Little is known about this man as he gallops into the town on his horse, kicking up a huge wave of dust behind him. OOC:whattyah think for almost a year of not rping? comments/suggestions welcome! |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 7:16 pm Well, since Boots is a bum, I thought I'd better post something. Sorry of the delay.
I like the character, but even if most people don't know much about him it's nice to put his history down on paper. It not only gives us a bit more of an idea of the character for our interactions with him in the RP, but I find it helps you (the roleplayer) out to have a history on paper. That's just a personal observation of mine, but still -- I would love to see some history behind this bad-ass! ^^ And, for almost a year of not RPing, it's looking good. I like the name, but maybe that's because I personally suck at coming up with interesting, original names XD |
| Daembob Joined: 26 Nov 2003 Posts: 123 | Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 1:26 am History: Ajax was born in a small desert town where a small river, the Star, flowed through the center of the town and provided water for every person, animal, and plant. He lived and worked for his father at his ranch, taking most of his time to learn to ride horses and corral cattle.
When he was young, both his mother and father cared and loved for him, but soon the parents began to have large fights that ended up in anger or sadness. One day, the mother was just gone, only a few of her favorite clothes and items gone, she had seemingly just walked out of the small town into the vast, desolate desert. The ranching buisness was going good for Ajax and his father, but the rain started to slow its fall each year, leaving the riverbanks lower and lower. Soon, the town had to ration the water out to each household, and each ranch was only permitted a certain amount. The animals the ranchers took their life to raise and grow to feed their familes, soon started to die of dehydration and lack of edible food, causing depression in most of the ranchers. Ajax's father had the idea of combining all of the ranches into one in order to keep the best livestock alive, while using the least resources. Soon, animals started having babies, neccessary crops were being grown, and the town's hope seemed to regenerate with the new rainfall. The trader in the town had just gotten back from a buisness trip, and had brought back stories of his caravan being raided by bandits. The trader's stories all described the bandits being killed, or forced to flee, but the town was about to learn that this trader was wrong. On a Sunday, where the people gather at the middle of the town to talk to each other, and see if anything needs to be done to keep the town living, Ajax and his father were talking about the rising goods prices that the trader was selling. After the meeting, Ajax went to the trader to buy a drink for he and his father, but also stayed a while to chat and hear stories from the trader. Ajax wanted to know which trade routes went to which towns, so eventually he would know how to leave. During the cold desert night, Ajax was wide awake thinking of all the possiblities that he now had with the knowledge of the trade routes. His thinking began fast, and slowed with another thought, almost a dream he was having, a dream of wile thunder breaking out over the town, letting rain fall and bring life to the ground. But this thunder was not that of rain, it was that of a group of raiders heading twoard the town. Ajax's dream suddenly ended, and the rain stopped falling, the thunder stopped clapping, and everything was still for a little while. Ajax looked out the little foot by foot window at the end of his room and saw what he thought to be lightning, followed by thunder, insinuating(think thats the right word) that the storm was very close. After another lighning bolt had gone off, he realized he had heard that thunder sound before, and it wasn't of rain. He quickly got out of his bed, giving him a quick headache as the blood rushed from his horizontal body to his legs. He stumbled around in for a second, light a oil lamp, and ran twoard his small dresser, throwing on all his clothes.(the ones previously described) Soon a fire was seen through the window, and screams of the towns folk pierced the damp night air. Ajax ran to his fathers room, his boots and spurs clinking on the wooden floor as he heard the front door slam open. He took cover behind a bookshelf, and watched a raider run into his fathers room, fire a shot, rumage around for a minute, and leave. After Ajax had deemed it safe to get out of hiding, he ran to his fathers room to see a bloody mass where his head had been laying on the pillows. Shocked, Ajax had no idea what to do, he stood there next to his fathers bed thinking. Ajax looked around in the dark for his fathers dresser, once he found it he pulled open the top drawer and pulled out his father's 2 magnums, and the little ammo that was with them. Ajax slowly walked to his front door, peeking through a hole the bandit had made when he broke the door, seeing nothing he quietly walked out. Ajax stuck to the dark shadows, not knowing if any of the bandits were still around, and slowly made his way to the traders store. He approached the door, not hearing anything, slowly opened the door with one hand on the doornob and the other holding his gun. Nobody was inside, most of the room had been raided, but Ajax remembered where the ammo and dried food was kept. He walked over to the small wooden crate containng the ammo the trader had recently brought back, cracked it open, and pulled out a box of 12 shots and slid it into a pocket on his jacket. He made his way over behind the counter and grabbed some dried beef jerky and a water skin that was full. With his newfound goods, Ajax made his way outside again to go to his fathers stable. Cautiously walking, Ajax found his fathers stable, where there were two horses, the one he had always rode, and his fathers. Looking all around him to ensure saftey, Ajax sprinted out to his horse, saddle and stirups already on it, and made his way out of the town on the trade route the trader had told him about. OOC:and thats how he gets to the town that the story takes place in, wow, I wrote a lot
OOC:is this acceptable?? |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 3:54 pm Sounds good, it's mostly more recent than I was expecting, but it definately explains his motivation well and such.
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