Post by hamnet on Apr 17, 2010 14:10:13 GMT -5
YOUR NAME: Vei -keep it to this, i never give out my real name-
ALIAS: Vei
AGE: 19
CONTACT PREFERENCE: PM, Yahoo, AIM, MSN, maybe even cell if you ask me over PM
HOW DID YOU FIND US: can't recall
WHY DID YOU JOIN: Saw kicks ass : D
NAME: Hamnet Samurel
GENDER: Male/Bi-Sexual, prefers guys
AGE: Eighteen
APPEARANCE:
Hamnet stands at about 5 ft 11 inches and weighs in at around 170ish lbs. Some of the 'extra pounds' are pure muscle he's devloped over the years of dragging bodies and engineering traps
HOW TALL: 5 ft 11 in
BUILD: thin
SIDE: Killers, he believes in Jigsaw's way of teaching
PERSONALITY:
Hamnet is an interesting being. He doesn't believe in justice, but believes people but believes people must 'pay' for their wrongs in some way or another. He knows people typically don't 'heal' right up-especially if they’ve been addicted to an extended period of time- after rehab or whatever they choose to do. Hamnet believes Jigsaw’s way of ‘healing’ the sinner is a permanent method to making people realizes their own wrong doings.
He is typically the one to end up with the jobs of dragging the deceased into furnaces or designing the traps himself. His mind is rather artistic, making him an ideal engineer when it comes to making the traps. He knows Jigsaw gets the final word in everything, but ideas never harmed anyone; at least, not yet.
Whenever not planning a torture device or some other ‘form of madness’ he is typically just hanging out in his room listening to music or just wandering the streets. He finds enjoyment in watching other people. He doesn’t believe in doctors or anyone else with said kind of ‘authority’ believing it’s nothing more then really a pseudo-science ( fake science).
HISTORY:
~will fill ou when my mind isn't on break~
SECRETS:
He wants to the successor to Jigsaw
RP SAMPLE: (me on another site)
Shikon's eyes shot open as she shot up. She sat there for a moment, her chest heaving for breath. She sat there for a few moments, her eyes sealed shut. Ah fuck She thought bitterly to herself. She slowly opened her eyes once more. "Damn poltergeist" She muttered under her breath. She had decided to nap in a field. A rather tall wheat field. It hid her well and covered her scent neatly.
Her iris resembled her kekkai genkai's classic trait though. The orange skull iris. Her hues looked over the area for a few moments, as though to be sure no one was around her. Not even a dead mouse. Shikon smiled to herself as her iris returned to it's usual gray-ness. A slow sadistic smile crossed her lips as she began to walk through the tall wheat stems.
I won't forget, I can not forget this Shikon's voice kept repeating to herself mentally. It was slowly agitating her. "Let Go!" She screamed out sharply. Her body broke into a run as she dashed through the feild. Was she really being haunted or was it just a figment of her imagination? No one could be quite sure around Shikon. She did have a few loose screws mentally.
ALIAS: Vei
AGE: 19
CONTACT PREFERENCE: PM, Yahoo, AIM, MSN, maybe even cell if you ask me over PM
HOW DID YOU FIND US: can't recall
WHY DID YOU JOIN: Saw kicks ass : D
NAME: Hamnet Samurel
GENDER: Male/Bi-Sexual, prefers guys
AGE: Eighteen
APPEARANCE:
Hamnet stands at about 5 ft 11 inches and weighs in at around 170ish lbs. Some of the 'extra pounds' are pure muscle he's devloped over the years of dragging bodies and engineering traps
HOW TALL: 5 ft 11 in
BUILD: thin
SIDE: Killers, he believes in Jigsaw's way of teaching
PERSONALITY:
Hamnet is an interesting being. He doesn't believe in justice, but believes people but believes people must 'pay' for their wrongs in some way or another. He knows people typically don't 'heal' right up-especially if they’ve been addicted to an extended period of time- after rehab or whatever they choose to do. Hamnet believes Jigsaw’s way of ‘healing’ the sinner is a permanent method to making people realizes their own wrong doings.
He is typically the one to end up with the jobs of dragging the deceased into furnaces or designing the traps himself. His mind is rather artistic, making him an ideal engineer when it comes to making the traps. He knows Jigsaw gets the final word in everything, but ideas never harmed anyone; at least, not yet.
Whenever not planning a torture device or some other ‘form of madness’ he is typically just hanging out in his room listening to music or just wandering the streets. He finds enjoyment in watching other people. He doesn’t believe in doctors or anyone else with said kind of ‘authority’ believing it’s nothing more then really a pseudo-science ( fake science).
HISTORY:
~will fill ou when my mind isn't on break~
SECRETS:
He wants to the
RP SAMPLE: (me on another site)
Shikon's eyes shot open as she shot up. She sat there for a moment, her chest heaving for breath. She sat there for a few moments, her eyes sealed shut. Ah fuck She thought bitterly to herself. She slowly opened her eyes once more. "Damn poltergeist" She muttered under her breath. She had decided to nap in a field. A rather tall wheat field. It hid her well and covered her scent neatly.
Her iris resembled her kekkai genkai's classic trait though. The orange skull iris. Her hues looked over the area for a few moments, as though to be sure no one was around her. Not even a dead mouse. Shikon smiled to herself as her iris returned to it's usual gray-ness. A slow sadistic smile crossed her lips as she began to walk through the tall wheat stems.
I won't forget, I can not forget this Shikon's voice kept repeating to herself mentally. It was slowly agitating her. "Let Go!" She screamed out sharply. Her body broke into a run as she dashed through the feild. Was she really being haunted or was it just a figment of her imagination? No one could be quite sure around Shikon. She did have a few loose screws mentally.
