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This is for
I really hope that i get in ;A;"
and i will keep blame on the astronomy online summer classes...OTZ so darn hard ;A;

Name: Gilbert T. Jones
Division: Thoracic
Rank: Member
Age: 18
Height: 5ft8
Weight: 137
Gender: Male
Ossa: True Rib
DOB: 3/17/1994

=~Description~=
• Olive Green eyes
• Brown hair
• Peachy skin
• Wears mostly a shirtless t-shirt along with a sleeveless hoodie, as well as some sweatpants.
• Other choice of outfit he favors is a Ninja sleeveless top that covers his long sleeve shirt and some zipper pants.

=~Personality~=
• Can't really see him smiling much or at all
• More or less silent
• Calm and relaxed most of the time
• Not in the best of moods when his headphones are missing/stolen

=~Back story~=
Gilbert had a pretty much average kinda life. He even had a very good pal he hung out with since diapers. The boys tended to stay in this lil "secret" area where he and his friend would do late night movies and hang outs and some occasional usual boy stuff. Then came one year when something that messed up the world he knew was as normal.
One day in the summer, the two wanted to earn some cash so they could go to an event that was happening at the end of summer. Looking at adds on what ever they could find, they found one that seemed rather easy; being a test subject for a new medication and they needed both adults and kids. Seemed simple enough. It was to help with something, they didn't read through to know what exactly it was. And who cared? It was easy cash. Nothing should go wrong. So they signed up and prepared themselves for it. Days passed and they were now finally going to be test experiments for what ever that add was for.
At first it was steady. No major side affects other than some slight pain.
Soon things turned for the worse. They felt less enthused with things, not hungry making them look slightly thinner than usual and tired. Eventually, friend was having trouble breathing causing him to leave the place and sent to a hospital. Gilbert was having what would be the worst stomach flu in history. Just looking at food made him puke.
Long story short, at the end of this endeavor, Gilbert was still in the hospital with a screwed up rib, pained and past empty stomach and missing one friend.

half it would be in more detail but i would be haunted by the dream again >A>" not a pretty sight that dream....

=~Fighting Style~=
• He mostly observes before he plans his attack
• unless he is in a negative mood >.>" then he will not think things over
• Tends to move on a beat; never the same one twice
• Will use his fists in battle if that fails or isn't suitable for the moment, his weapon.
• Apparently he rather have the three strands held back when he fights, It prevents a distraction

=~Ossa~=
• One of his true ribs
• It is a kind of Axe-Spear weapon.
• Seeing as he knows little on this kind of weapon, he practices with it when he can. Alone.

=~Likes~=
• Music
• His headphones
• Reading oddly enough [it helps calm him down if his feathers are ruffled]

=~Dislikes~=
• Experiments of any kind
• Losing the headphones
• Forgetting his book
• Failing a mission
• Nightmares of that summer

=~Relationships~=
• Nobody at the moment

=~Trivia~=
• Nicknamed Red due to his original hair is a natural reddish color
• He received his headphones from a friend that he misses dearly.
• Not once does he place them down other than bathing.
• The book he carries around the most and reads is "Airman"
• Wears glasses when he runs out of contacts
• Original eye color is brown
• Whatever you do, DON'T let him cook OTZ

-all based on dreams that i had this and last week-
OTZ i never knew this character would be so complicated.....but he is done -victory and is now debating on making a side story on his past >A> -

Description
This is for
I really hope that i get in ;A;"
and i will keep blame on the astronomy online summer classes...OTZ so darn hard ;A;

Name: Gilbert T. Jones
Division: Thoracic
Rank: Member
Age: 18
Height: 5ft8
Weight: 137
Gender: Male
Ossa: True Rib
DOB: 3/17/1994

=~Description~=
• Olive Green eyes
• Brown hair
• Peachy skin
• Wears mostly a shirtless t-shirt along with a sleeveless hoodie, as well as some sweatpants.
• Other choice of outfit he favors is a Ninja sleeveless top that covers his long sleeve shirt and some zipper pants.

=~Personality~=
• Can't really see him smiling much or at all
• More or less silent
• Calm and relaxed most of the time
• Not in the best of moods when his headphones are missing/stolen

=~Back story~=
Gilbert had a pretty much average kinda life. He even had a very good pal he hung out with since diapers. The boys tended to stay in this lil "secret" area where he and his friend would do late night movies and hang outs and some occasional usual boy stuff. Then came one year when something that messed up the world he knew was as normal.
One day in the summer, the two wanted to earn some cash so they could go to an event that was happening at the end of summer. Looking at adds on what ever they could find, they found one that seemed rather easy; being a test subject for a new medication and they needed both adults and kids. Seemed simple enough. It was to help with something, they didn't read through to know what exactly it was. And who cared? It was easy cash. Nothing should go wrong. So they signed up and prepared themselves for it. Days passed and they were now finally going to be test experiments for what ever that add was for.
At first it was steady. No major side affects other than some slight pain.
Soon things turned for the worse. They felt less enthused with things, not hungry making them look slightly thinner than usual and tired. Eventually, friend was having trouble breathing causing him to leave the place and sent to a hospital. Gilbert was having what would be the worst stomach flu in history. Just looking at food made him puke.
Long story short, at the end of this endeavor, Gilbert was still in the hospital with a screwed up rib, pained and past empty stomach and missing one friend.

half it would be in more detail but i would be haunted by the dream again >A>" not a pretty sight that dream....

=~Fighting Style~=
• He mostly observes before he plans his attack
• unless he is in a negative mood >.>" then he will not think things over
• Tends to move on a beat; never the same one twice
• Will use his fists in battle if that fails or isn't suitable for the moment, his weapon.
• Apparently he rather have the three strands held back when he fights, It prevents a distraction

=~Ossa~=
• One of his true ribs
• It is a kind of Axe-Spear weapon.
• Seeing as he knows little on this kind of weapon, he practices with it when he can. Alone.

=~Likes~=
• Music
• His headphones
• Reading oddly enough [it helps calm him down if his feathers are ruffled]

=~Dislikes~=
• Experiments of any kind
• Losing the headphones
• Forgetting his book
• Failing a mission
• Nightmares of that summer

=~Relationships~=
• Nobody at the moment

=~Trivia~=
• Nicknamed Red due to his original hair is a natural reddish color
• He received his headphones from a friend that he misses dearly.
• Not once does he place them down other than bathing.
• The book he carries around the most and reads is "Airman"
• Wears glasses when he runs out of contacts
• Original eye color is brown
• Whatever you do, DON'T let him cook OTZ

-all based on dreams that i had this and last week-
OTZ i never knew this character would be so complicated.....but he is done -victory and is now debating on making a side story on his past >A> -