Post by Bob on May 15, 2011 2:18:18 GMT -5
Quote:"Gay in both meanings of the word, y'all!"
Name: Bob
Alias: N/A
Gender: Male
Age:Unknown...but he's expected to be somewhere around his prime.
Height:15.1 hands
Weight:800 lbs (yes, that's normal for a horse/unicorn)
Physical Appearance: To start things off, Bob has a messy pink mane and forelock. Nobody really knows how he's able to keep it that way, but he does. His hooves and tail are the same color as his mane. The rest of Bob is a pure white, and he has the body type of a full-grown Arabian horse.
Picture:fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/108/6/b/viva_la_vida_remix_by_smartgirl2005410-d3ebxqb.png
Personality:Bob is generally a fun-loving unicorn, who is always finding some way to get himself into trouble. He is also wise beyond his years, and offers advice when it's needed. He is known to be a bit snarky with his remarks as well.
On the flip side, Bob has a penchant for murder and bloodshed. He will not hesitate to kill if he's given the order to do so.
History:Nobody really knows where Bob came from. But some speculate that he became a SuperJail regular after DL Diamond's attempted heist. The Warden could not accept such a thing running around, so he brought Bob to his office to negotiate terms with him.
Both man and beast agreed that he could stay, so as long as he followed the Warden's orders and didn't destroy too much of the jail itself. Bob agreed to the terms, and soon enough, found himself becoming another "tool" of the Warden's, for use of torturing inmates. He was happy with his job, as it gave him something else to do besides flying around and creating rainbows.
When Taylor ended up in the jail, relations between the two were tense. But it wasn't until the Warden lumped them together in an assassination team that Bob and Taylor became attached to each other, like two peas in a pod.
(post-destroyed time-space continuum)
After the Warden managed to mess up the time-space continuum, Bob decided to try and make a new life for himself as a racehorse in the U.K. But how could a unicorn compete in such a thing?
He disguised himself as a regular Arabian horse. Bob never won any prestigious awards, but he was happy. Still, somewhere inside, a part of him missed his old life back in SuperJail. Thus began his search for the place.
During his search, he found Taylor, and the two eventually joined up as assassins in the Dark Dreams agency.
Rank: Top Agent (I'll change this if it's not acceptable)
Allies: Taylor...left is up to the RP.
Enemies: Left for RP
Plans: Assassination, what else?
Sample Post:
Bob's eyes scanned the clearing. Eris had given him and Taylor an assignment to scope out an enemy hiding spot. The two took off immediately, and since Bob already had experience in scoping out their target, Taylor left it up to him.
His pink hooves quietly clattered across the floor, as Bob crept across, wincing as his hooves made each sound. The idea then came to him: he could fly. Using his ability, the unicorn hovered above the ground just slightly, creeping to the other side of the room as he went. He'd get there...eventually.
Name: Bob
Alias: N/A
Gender: Male
Age:Unknown...but he's expected to be somewhere around his prime.
Height:15.1 hands
Weight:800 lbs (yes, that's normal for a horse/unicorn)
Physical Appearance: To start things off, Bob has a messy pink mane and forelock. Nobody really knows how he's able to keep it that way, but he does. His hooves and tail are the same color as his mane. The rest of Bob is a pure white, and he has the body type of a full-grown Arabian horse.
Picture:fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/108/6/b/viva_la_vida_remix_by_smartgirl2005410-d3ebxqb.png
Personality:Bob is generally a fun-loving unicorn, who is always finding some way to get himself into trouble. He is also wise beyond his years, and offers advice when it's needed. He is known to be a bit snarky with his remarks as well.
On the flip side, Bob has a penchant for murder and bloodshed. He will not hesitate to kill if he's given the order to do so.
History:Nobody really knows where Bob came from. But some speculate that he became a SuperJail regular after DL Diamond's attempted heist. The Warden could not accept such a thing running around, so he brought Bob to his office to negotiate terms with him.
Both man and beast agreed that he could stay, so as long as he followed the Warden's orders and didn't destroy too much of the jail itself. Bob agreed to the terms, and soon enough, found himself becoming another "tool" of the Warden's, for use of torturing inmates. He was happy with his job, as it gave him something else to do besides flying around and creating rainbows.
When Taylor ended up in the jail, relations between the two were tense. But it wasn't until the Warden lumped them together in an assassination team that Bob and Taylor became attached to each other, like two peas in a pod.
(post-destroyed time-space continuum)
After the Warden managed to mess up the time-space continuum, Bob decided to try and make a new life for himself as a racehorse in the U.K. But how could a unicorn compete in such a thing?
He disguised himself as a regular Arabian horse. Bob never won any prestigious awards, but he was happy. Still, somewhere inside, a part of him missed his old life back in SuperJail. Thus began his search for the place.
During his search, he found Taylor, and the two eventually joined up as assassins in the Dark Dreams agency.
Rank: Top Agent (I'll change this if it's not acceptable)
Allies: Taylor...left is up to the RP.
Enemies: Left for RP
Plans: Assassination, what else?
Sample Post:
Bob's eyes scanned the clearing. Eris had given him and Taylor an assignment to scope out an enemy hiding spot. The two took off immediately, and since Bob already had experience in scoping out their target, Taylor left it up to him.
His pink hooves quietly clattered across the floor, as Bob crept across, wincing as his hooves made each sound. The idea then came to him: he could fly. Using his ability, the unicorn hovered above the ground just slightly, creeping to the other side of the room as he went. He'd get there...eventually.
