OOC: i'm new at this and hey can i use a clakker
name: Raz
gender: male
race: clakker
age: 29
Personality: witty,hard worker,and all around tough guy.
Appearance: has dirty feathers with kind of scratched beek(war scars). wears a ratty shirt with a worn out coat, allways has a cigar in his mouth. jeans and work boots.
bio: grew up on the bad side of town, poor, when he turned age 19 he joined the army as an TNT expert. at age 24
he retired from the army and went back to the city. now he's a handyman.
Raz had just woke up, exhausted from a long night of working. As he was smokin his moring cigar he got a call from he boss and found out that he was fired. Now with no job and a months rent overdue. he had to find someway to get money, for food, for the rent and well beer. He was on a mission.
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I'm a genius no several geniuses, a gaggle, a swarm, a flock of freakin froids.
Last edited by strangerdanger92; 05-28-2007 at 09:57 PM..
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