Post by miranda on Dec 25, 2007 20:50:59 GMT -5
Name: Rig
Gender: male
Occupation: Lacky; self certified idiot
Age: Rig: 11ty6? (Miz: He's 19 months, that is to say 1 year and 7 months.)
what you are: Fox-cyborg thing
Appearance: Black fox, with random robotic parts(His left arm, right hind paw, above his muzzle on the right side, covering his eye, and ending just slightly past his ear. Hie right eye is an odd red color, but his left is brown. He's a-fluffy.
Picture: ...If you can find a black fox with robot parts, you give me a call.
Personality: Think 5 yr old. Untill threatened he's.... well, you know how little kids are. Once threatened he's high-tailing it out of there attempting to fix whatever he did.
History: Hm... A lot like Bacons, only when he lost track of his parents he wound up under a car. Then was save by and Irken named Miz, who was looking for a little lacky. He knows where his brother is.
RPG Ex:
'Hee hee!' thought the little fox, holding a couple sticker sheets in one hand, and placing stickers on something, 'She'll Boy will she be suprised!' He snickered gleefully to himself. He was just so amazing! How else could he have come up with this plan?
He continued to do this until he had used up all his sticker pages. He smiled and stepped back, surverying his work. What was his work, you ask? Well, directly infront of him were various weapons-- guns, knives, daggers, grenades, you name 'em-- covered in stickers. He ran out of the room, and went into the kitchen.
'Miz is gunna be SOOOOO happy with what I did to her weapons! She might... give me a cookie!' he thought. The brown haired girl entered the house, and, after securely closing the door, this form disapperated, and what was standing there was a green irken. She nodded slightly at her fox partner before going into her room.
"RIG!" Came a her shout from her room, "WHAT did you DO to MY weapons?!" Rigs ears shot up. Uh-oh. This wasn;t how he had thought she was gunna react.
Gender: male
Occupation: Lacky; self certified idiot
Age: Rig: 11ty6? (Miz: He's 19 months, that is to say 1 year and 7 months.)
what you are: Fox-cyborg thing
Appearance: Black fox, with random robotic parts(His left arm, right hind paw, above his muzzle on the right side, covering his eye, and ending just slightly past his ear. Hie right eye is an odd red color, but his left is brown. He's a-fluffy.
Picture: ...If you can find a black fox with robot parts, you give me a call.
Personality: Think 5 yr old. Untill threatened he's.... well, you know how little kids are. Once threatened he's high-tailing it out of there attempting to fix whatever he did.
History: Hm... A lot like Bacons, only when he lost track of his parents he wound up under a car. Then was save by and Irken named Miz, who was looking for a little lacky. He knows where his brother is.
RPG Ex:
'Hee hee!' thought the little fox, holding a couple sticker sheets in one hand, and placing stickers on something, 'She'll Boy will she be suprised!' He snickered gleefully to himself. He was just so amazing! How else could he have come up with this plan?
He continued to do this until he had used up all his sticker pages. He smiled and stepped back, surverying his work. What was his work, you ask? Well, directly infront of him were various weapons-- guns, knives, daggers, grenades, you name 'em-- covered in stickers. He ran out of the room, and went into the kitchen.
'Miz is gunna be SOOOOO happy with what I did to her weapons! She might... give me a cookie!' he thought. The brown haired girl entered the house, and, after securely closing the door, this form disapperated, and what was standing there was a green irken. She nodded slightly at her fox partner before going into her room.
"RIG!" Came a her shout from her room, "WHAT did you DO to MY weapons?!" Rigs ears shot up. Uh-oh. This wasn;t how he had thought she was gunna react.
