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The Hitman’s new blood (Been moved to different site)

The Hitman’s new blood (Been moved to different site)
Posted 2023-03-13 14:44:08 (edited)
OOC: out of character
Private rp

Here is blank character sheet, you can alter it to your desire so like add or remove things

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#37038

Posted 2023-03-13 17:18:14 (edited)
Name: Pierre/Rob/Jane/Aster

Age: physically 18, though some act a different age.

Gender: physically Male, mentally Male/Male/Female/Nonbinary

Hair: 🙈color, I can't remember if it is called brunette or just light brown. Their hair is of medium length, never going past their shoulders but always being past their ears when they cut it. Pierre likes to have it swept back or to the side, usually giving that teen cool guy kinda look. Rob, on the other hand, likes trying to look goth, often covering an eye with their hair, However he has yet to figure out how to differentiate looking goth and looking edgy, and always ends up looking the latter. Jane likes curling her hair, though it only works when it's shoulder length, otherwise whe makes it look like a pixie cut the emst she can. As for Aster, they often don't style their hair, just brushing it down the middle so it goes around their head with the split down the middle, as it is super easy to do.

Body: slender, with fair skin not pale or tan. Hair style varies based on who's fronting and wether they change the hair style or not. They are 5'8 in the mornings, but by the end of the day, depending on how much standing is done, they could be down to 5'6-5'7.

Clothing preference: Pierre prefers chill clothing, such as jeans and a T-shirt, nothing fancy but nothing lazy either. Rob prefers dark-shaded clothing. It could be pink, or blue, or green, but as long as s it's a dark shade he is happy. Jane prefers all things girly, high heels and dresses and skirts. While Aster prefers anything with an animal or animal pun on it.

Description: Pierre is an OCD Ambivert who fronts the most and loves all things cheese. He's chill but talkative, and loves activities with friends that don't include leaving home. Rob is often quiet, but a good listener. He often gets pushed to the front when people want to talk about their issues or bad things in their lives, but due to being decently high on the Autism spectrum, usually tries to solve people's problems when they just want to talk about them, not fix them, as he never gets the hint about it. He often stays back though, not fronting often. He loves meats of any kind, though, favoring chicken and hating any form of fat on his meat. Jane is the extrovert of the group, being the one to make them go to parties or going out to hang out with friends, though her love of gossip has caused Rob to be forced to the front on several occasions, and often leads to losing friends. She has a love of baking, and all forms of baked sweets, as well. She loves to bake for her friends too. As for Aster, they are a bit odd compared to the others. They, just like Pierre, are an ambivert. They love most foods, not being able to choose a favorite, but hate certain foods, like spinach, mustard, pickles, and a few others. They are friendly though. So far, those are the only personalities, but they had slowly filtered in, slowly appeared.

Tattoos, piercings etc.: They have their ears pierced but don't wear earrings as they don't want to waste time trying to put them on and take them off all the time. They are too scared to get tattoos, too. But they love accessories like necklaces that slip over their head or bracelets that are stretchy so they slip on and off easily.

Extra: Pierre is the host/gatekeeper of the group, Rob being the protector of sorts, with Jane being the parent of them all and, of course Aster being the "childish" one.

Background: in order not to spoil the story, I shall be vague with this. Essentially, they had parents. their parents still live, but they have been in an orphanage/adoption program since the body was 13. They plan to leave as soon as they turn 18, or get adopted, which they doubt. They do have a bad tendency to run away though.


Sorry this took so long, I wrote out most of it, then everything deleted because my phone died ;w;
Night Crow the Bird Brain
#37944

Posted 2023-03-13 18:12:39 (edited)
Name: Jax "Butcher" Goreluv

Age: 39

Gender: Male

Hair: Short bit spiky brown with silver streaks and white forming from years of stress his work brings, face is always scruffy

Body: A large, stocky man with wide shoulders and bit of a gut to hold his muscle mass, but even then he mostly muscle and towers over most like a vulture

Clothing preference: Being a large male Jax prefers baggy clothes, while on the hunt he dresses in all black with his heavy boots and straps for hidden weapons and ammo layering his being. Yet at home he wears sweats, plain baggy shirts or often hangs around at home in cargo shorts

Description: There are two sides to Jax, gruff and pissed off to the perfect family man, he loves his daughter Nora more then anything in the entire world and so he treats her like his perfect princess. However to everyone else it takes Jax the longest time to warm up to them, he is overly protective at times and best described as gruff. It takes a lot to piss him off and is seen as stoic, hard to read but should the situation meet the requirements he will show heart in his own ways

Tattoos, piercings etc.: Layer upon layers of scars cover his being and has detailed tattoos covering his arms, the most notable scars are those covering his back being large gashes, stab wounds on his sides and gunshot wounds in the stomach, he also wears a long, sliver chain under his shirt with a heart shape locket baring the picture of his daughter as an infant and his late wife

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#37038

Posted 2023-03-13 18:33:49
Name: Nora Ross Goreluv

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Hair: Wavy shoulder length dark brown hair, often has the ends dyed solid colors such as red, hair is naturally thick and slightly curled at the ends

Body: Slime and refined frame yet she doesn't starve herself, rather Nora is athletic and often goes on long runs, walks or practicing what her father taught her in regards to defending herself…not one to cross

Clothing preference: Prefers a bit of class, a times she will wear platted mini skirts with black leggings or a lacy black dress. Yet much like her father at home she will wear baggy sweats and hang around the house, but when heading out she likes to look decent but is modest when doing so

Description: Nora takes after her father in being silent, but like her mother she is friendly, can be a bit outgoing and never shys away from helping others. However she is her father's daughter, she is not one to toy with and is more then capable, and intelligent enough, to turn the tables and defend herself and those she cares about

Tattoos, piercings etc.: Little skull stud piercings, in regards to accessories she wears whatever looks good with her outfit along with makeup but often wears little

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#37038

Posted 2023-03-14 07:48:17
Name: Bambina Tauriello
Age: 37
Gender: Female

Hair: Bambina has straight brunette hair that reaches a bit over her shoulder blades. She has rather thick hair that she usually prefers to keep open. However, it's easy to tell that her hair is well taken care of as it does have natural shine in it and those brunette strands are soft to touch as well.

Body: Bambina has medium built and slight hourglass figure. She is quite slim though she isn't very tall as she stands at 5'2. Her skin tone is slightly tanned reminding kind of creamy roasted caramel. She does exercise sometimes, but isn't that muscular even though her body is well balanced.

Clothing preference: Bambina has a classic feminine style and she usually prefers light pastel colors. She wears a lot of dresses, but sometimes can also be seen in pants too. All her clothes, however, are very modest and usually cover her body quite well. She also tends to wear a light cardigan, a poncho or light scarf around her shoulders while being out as she gets cold very easily.

Description: Bambina's most notable feature would be that no matter how loudly you were speaking to her or how hard you were trying to call out for her, she wouldn't respond. She doesn't do this because she wants to be rude, but she was born deaf. Despite her deafness Bambina is quite sweet and artistic soul. She loves baking and drawing landscapes and when she has some extra time she just takes her time to stroll around the neighborhood park and appreciate the beauty of the nature. However, she tends to be a bit of a loner sometimes and usually just ignores the world around her focusing on her own thing. She is hesitant about the new people at first, but once you truly get to know her, you might notice that there is much more to her than it originally seemed.

On top of being born deaf Bambina also doesn't know how to produce sounds, hence she doesn't speak at all. She, however, can lip read as well as write and she even uses gestures to get her point across. She also knows sign language, but rarely uses that with other people, if she isn't speaking to those who share her special traits. She is also allergic to raisins and grapes and eating them usually results in her being hospitalized for couple of days.

Tattoos, piercings etc.: Bambina wears very modest jewelries and she has earrings. She uses makeup only to enchant her natural beauty.

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#7160

Posted 2023-03-14 15:14:36
"There are different types of people in this cold world, those who live in the thrill of the hunt and those who cower away…."
The man's voice was deep, he spoke while leaned back into a leather armchair as smoke emerged from his nostrils.

For as long "Butcher" can remember this man always smoked heavily and it never helped that the room was small, and dim, he speaks so highly of never being a coward yet he hides in a small dimly lit room
"…we still don't know what to call you, you have been loyal yes bu-"
"Get to the point"
Butcher interrupted without a moment's hesitation, he was here for his next target, not to hear this man rambling about how he too is unable to figure the hitman out.

Butcher could care less for words, actions is what makes a man, he could care less for the opinions of others for he does this work to protect his only family. He was a large built man and todays he wore a basic black jacket, and baggy pants with boots, as always there are hidden pockets lining his jacket and ge wore a pissed off expression to match.

"Very well….but remember you're the only one I allow to speak so freely"
The other man leaned over in the armchair and handed over a folded piece of paper, it didn't take long for Butcher to take the paper then take his leave

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#37038

Posted 2023-03-14 20:36:24
Since it was rather beautiful morning, a woman on her thirties had decided to work outside of the house this morning. Perhaps she could just take care of some garden work while her boyfriend was at work, or should she say ex-boyfriend? Yesterday night they had had a fierce fight once again, one that had resulted Bambina deciding that it was a good idea to wear a thick layer of makeup in the early morning as well as wear very covering and high collared shirt even though it was sunny and warm summer day.

She worked quietly with a slight smile on her face whenever she noticed that a flower she was taking care of was actually blooming. It brought her great joy to see that her dedicated work had finally paid off, it was just sad that she wouldn't be seeing those flowers any longer. Her ex-boyfriend had left the house early and had told her to vacant the house before he even got back from work, if she didn't... Bambina sighed, she knew very well what would happen, if that happened. And it wasn't like she wanted to stay here in this place. The dreams of love that she had once had were now all shattered and broken, they had only left deep wounds behind.

She sighed again, it was useless to think about those things. She certainly would be better off away from the house and that was the advice she would happily give to any of her friends who might found themselves in the same situation. However, when it come to herself, she had to admit that it wasn't an easy decision. It wasn't easy to suddenly change the lifestyle you had gotten used to, especially when you knew that should you leave this house behind you had nowhere to go. While eating her breakfast, Bambina had tried to look for a new house for herself, but she had to admit that she didn't have that kind of money just laying around. Perhaps she should look some apartments? The only problem with them was that all she had found had stated that they wouldn't just be accepting the first tenant there was, but instead wanted to make a little research, have recommendations and stuff like that. And Bambina didn't have recommendations. She didn't have any friends who would be willing to write those for her.

She sighed again straightening up. Her back hurt from all that bending down, but she didn't complain. She looked around her brown eyes scanning the surroundings curiously, yet there was hints of sadness in them. Soon enough she was back on her knees and had once again buried her hands into the soil. At least she could do one last favor to these beautiful flowers, they hardly were at fault or responsible for the problems that the ex-couple was going through.

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#7160

Posted 2023-03-14 20:51:52
On this nice morning, Pierre was in control while getting ready for school and making their bed. He brushed back their light brown hair, which was currently ear length, and put on a white T-shirt, jeans pants, and a brown leather jacket with many pockets, an outfit similar to the cook kids in a lot of old timey movies. He did add a spike bracelet for Rob, a small touch of make up for Jane, and a mini plush in one of the pockets for Aster, in case any were put in the front during the day. He put on white socks and the black tennis shoes(?) With white accents, before grabbing his dark blue backpack and going to get breakfast, as well as to sweep the main room of the orphanage, as he couldn't be late to school again and the caretakers of the orphanage would not let anyone leave without doing a chore. 

As he cleaned, he and the others within his mind would converse. " Did someone remember to do our homework? " Pierre asked the others, his voice was not deep or rough, really just soft, which was the voice of the body itself, though everyone had a unique voice in his head. Rob replied instantly with " yes, I did it while that guy on insta was venting to us. He unfriended us though, so sorry Jane. I know you wanted to keep that one. ", His voice being gruff though a bit sweet. in reply, a huff would be heard from Jane. " You still can't read a room? " She would ask, her voice a bit high pitched though smooth like ice. Aster, with their soft and. Child-like voice, quietly asked " ..can we please not fight today..? " And, to keep them happy, Rob and Jane tried to get along, or at least kept their aggressions at the back of the mind.
Night Crow the Bird Brain
#37944

Posted 2023-03-14 22:44:38

Butcher


    Butcher was on the hunt and his body langue spoke of a man who wanted to be left alone and won't hesitate to snap the necks of those standing in his way. For as long as Butcher could remember everyone ran from him in fear for their own safety. He remembered as a child he was told by his own family he walked like a hitman, held the gaze of death and silence that speaks volumes.

    It was bold of him to take down his targets in broad daylight seeing how witnesses could walk in on hit yet there never seemed to be the case for Butcher. As he wakes down the sidewalk he pulled the note out of his pocket and unfolded it, there seemed a piece of clothing that belonged to his victim Bambina Tauriello. All he was given is her name and a short description, yet all he needed really was the cost of her head and something of hers to smell. He inhaled the clothing and glared at those giving him odd look, and after a moment he allowed the beast inside to take over and bolted down the street.

    For a man his size Butcher was incredibly agile and ran through the narrow alleyways with great ease, it seemed like a second sense and sniffed the air often like a bloodhound sent to hunt. It didn't take long for him to see a woman gardening. Great, a woman…., he thought to himself. It seemed the scent is coming from her but he wanted to make sure, and seeing how she is alone he decided to make his way across the street and enter the area, if only he knew she was deaf.
"Excuse me, are you Bambina Tauriello?"
Butcher spoke in a deep, ripply voice  that was sharp with growls and the R's greatly emphasized.

Nora


    Nora woke up this fine morning with a spring in her step as she often did and the first thing she had done, like every other morning, was make her way into her father's room, her face dropped immediately. This wasn't the first time for it meant he was at work, yet it always made her stomach turn into knots
   
    she couldn't eat breakfast but still made the effort to get ready for the day, and was thrilled to do so. She made the habit of seeing her friends at school, she saw no reason why she couldn't and in a way she felt bad, but also loves rubbing it in their faces, that she graduated high school a year early. She had always proven to be intelligent and capable of taking on any task, all while looking good while doing so. Nora made her way out of her home and locked the door behind her yet decided to walk over to the high school with her head held high and a tiny smile upon her lips. She wore a gray checkered plated mini skirt with black leggings, a black shirt with white skulls upon it and carried a small white skull shoulder purse just big enough for her phone and wallet. Her hair was down and soft, her skull stud piercings helped enhancing her appearance and a touch of makeup to make her eyes seem a bit darker with very feint blush being used to make her high cheek bones known, she was a beauty in her own right
   
    As always it seemed her group of friends hung around the front of the school, and always the surrounding males eye her but soon turned their gazes away when Nora's all male dominated friend group immediately shot a look of their own at the other males

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#37038

Posted 2023-03-15 06:18:16 (edited)
Pierre finished the cleaning before leaving the orphanage, his backpack on his shoulder and a bottled water in his hand as he ran for the school, he would be early, but that just meant Jane could talk with her friends for a little while until it was time to go to class. On the way, he stopped at a store to buy some food for lunch, as he preferred that to school lunches, plus it would actually fill his stomach. Then, he continued on his way to school, and once arriving he walked in, taking note of things that caught his eye on the way, such as a blue jay in a tree near the entrance, and the girl with no backpack surrounded by a pack of boys, but didn't dwell on any of them long. He paused at the entrance of the school, before moving from the front to let Jane front.

Jane looked around, even though this was what they did every morning, and headed into the school to go meet up with her friends, smiling.
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#37944

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