Okay, I'm new so, If I act like a n00b at things, this is an apology.
About a group of outlawed muds who find their destiny is something totally unimaginable:
To save the last Steefs.
In the Type: spce, are you a mudarcher, tomahawker, healer ect.
You can also be a steef if you want, I don't care.
Name:
Nickname:
Special Markings/tattoos:
Gender:
Age (Human Years):
Species:
Type:
Personality:
Quirks?
Pic:
Mine~~
Name: Catzinthebag
Nickname: Catz
Special Markings/tattoos: Scar across left shoulder and his skin colour is pale blue. Not Abe's blue, pale blue.
Gender: Male
Age (Human Years): 17
Species: Mudokon
Type: Mudarcher
Personality: Short temper fuse, protective
Quirks? Don't mess with his band or his best friend, Keepaway.
Pic:
http://www.depthsofoddworld.com/imag.../mudarcher.jpg
Name: Keepaway
Nickname: Droop head (although he HATES that nick name.)
Special Markings/tattoos: His head-feathers droop
Gender: Male
Age (Human Years): 16
Species: Mudokon
Type: Tomahawker
Personality: Way too optimistic and curious
Quirks? Don't talk about his head feathers, it ticks 'im off.
Pic:
http://www.depthsofoddworld.com/imag...tomahawker.jpg
Catz and Keepaway looked at their friends. They'd been chased out for 'blowing the whole village up.' But that wasn't true, it was more like a quarter of it. Catz sighed, and loaded his bow. But what was he going to do with it?
Keepaway stood, stretched, and spoke.
"I want to go somewhere. We've been at this camp-ground for a week."
Catz looked up, expecting more. "And?"
"AND... and I am board." Catz pushed further.
"And?"
"I WANT TO LEAVE THIS FOREST!!" Keepaway shouted, breathing deeply. He had breathing problems, probably because he was born premature. Catz hesitated, then spoke.
"So whaddoya think, gang? Sould we go?"