Yah, so this is fun. Basically I think that the world is going to end with a zombie invasion (good start huh...) and that, shhhhhhhh cant you hear them now? ya so im a 15 year old kid. location:unknown, name:unknown, bitchin.
ya so thats my run down. I like to sketch, i study in tae kwon do, and western styles of swordsmanship. I also like to get in tune with my couch. I strongly believe that no one cares so sit down and shut up. If you want to be my friend cool, if you dont...dont talk to me come with in 10 feet of my or do anything that would affect my life. Happy no? I love to have fun, and roleplaying is uber coolness. I like to roleplay a Sand Lion (human cat thing). I also like to roleplay modern or futuristic apocolypse stories.
Bios:
*hitman / sword for hire*
Name:Katar
Age: 19
Race: Sand Lion
Clan: Water lions
Appearence:
Social status: Mercenary and or Slave (depends on RP)
Weapons: Kopesh
and Dual Kukri's:
History: I am Kael Ingo Moesha and my story is a sad one. I was the son of a famous chieftan amoungst my people. My clan was second only the the mothers clan, for we were entrusted to protect the sacred waters. The wells were all life sprang from, the wells where my people draw our life from.
On my proudest day, my cerimoneal first hunt. Marking my turning from a boy to man all of the warriors of my clan went out to judge me as I took down a sand lizard on my own. Normaly this would be job for 3 men, but to test me the ancients declared the first kill should be done alone. I slew the beast after a long hard fight, there was great roar and my father presented me with my Kopesh. The sacred weapon of the ancients. The whole pack was gay, and marry. We harvested the beast and left, I took the teeth as my trophy as is my right. We left the sight and headed back to our village. Upon our return we were ambushed. The pack was brutally slain being caught off guard. No man woman or child was left. I watched as they killed my father by letting the beattles crawl throught his skin and eat him from the inside out. I was at the back of the pack as we returned, and I triped and fell wehn I started at the howls of the dark ones. They passed by me takeign me for dead and I hid. I hid like lowley mouse, I cowered behind a bush watching everyone else in my tribe die fighting. I left then crawling away from the village wandering the desert for weeks. By the will of the ancients I washed up in some town. I then vowed to re-gain my honor, the honor of my family, and avenge my clan. arrow
