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Date Posted: 12:22:35 06/28/04 Mon
Author: Heath
Subject: Joining

OOC Name: Cat
Email: Captncaitlin@hotmail.com

Character name:
Heath Urben
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Race:
indigo
Abilities:
Shapeshifting
Appearence:
Dark tanned, black shoulder length hair, almond eyes, and his canine teeth are sharper than others, a birth 'defect', and his ears are more of a rounded point than others. He often wears black leather or other dark clothing, a pair of shades with him almost all the time, spiked bands around his neck and arms with a cross necklace, and a chain on his belt loops, an earring in his right ear lobe.
History:
'Does it matter to you?'
-Heath
Sample Post:
Heath stared up at the starless night, almond orbs searching for a star or some other galatic object in the dark sky. Spirals of smoke lifted above his head as he exhaled for a moment before the soft breeze whisked them away. The smoke seem almost glad to get away, he thought with some bitterness.
He had given up his bad ass appearance that night, the gold earring still was there though. He wore black cargo pants and a black muscle tee, hair pulled back in sloppy, stubble from that morning. He scratched his arm, still slightly annoyed at an encouter with a human earlier when they commented on his appearance.
Screw him.
He lifted the cigarette to his lips before inhaling, holding it for a sec, then exhaling through his nostrils, watching the smoke.
He shifted his gaze back to earth then started to walk slowly, unsure why he had bothered to come into town, besides to get clothes and something to drink. He often cursed how he was different from others but now, he had heard there were others like him here. Other Indigos, others who needed more help then him. Hell, he was 23 and alive, untouched and unnoticed by the Neutrals.


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