Post by Vex on Dec 2, 2010 9:06:00 GMT -6
Are you 16 years of age or older? Yes.
What time(s) are you generally online (Furcadia Standard Time)?
I don't know the FST time, but usually only in the afternoon or at night during the week(Central time in the US), and anytime I'm able on the weekends, It varies too much to list certain times.
What is your preferred play style (Strict Roleplay or Persona Roleplay)? I'd rather do strict, but I'm not totally opposed to persona.
Are you interested in taking on any IC positions (e.g. Bartender)? Yes - Anything needed really, I'm not picky
Are you interested in taking on any OOC responsibilities (e.g. Uploader)? Probably not, My internet schedule is to small and irregular for me to be of much use in emergencies.
Character Questionnaire:
What is your character's full name? Shojah Horatio Galvez Jr.
What is your character's Furcadia screen name? Don Shojah Galvez
Briefly describe your character's appearance: A decently tall and broad man, intimidating in appearence. He is dark-skinned though of Spanish heritage. He wears his black, curly hair combed back, his beard is full but trimmed. He is always clean and well-dressed, and carries a black cane under his arm though he does not need it. His eyes are a dark, dark brown, appearing almost black, with low-set and angry looking brows. His suits are always black, normally with red undershirts or ascots, and a jewled button pinning it on.
Briefly describe your character's background: The youngest member of a large an prestegious family in Spain, he was sent to London for an education. He lived in London for some twenty years, and while he did recieve his schooling, he gained an unintentional education in many other things, and decided to live and start businesses in the city. He would most likely be involved in rather 'criminal' activity in the city, though a nobleman.
Post an example of roleplay (no more than a paragraph or two):
The Don walked down the streets, observing the lamplights against the darkening sky, watching thr younger boys run about to light them before the darkness fully set. His cane tucked under his arm, he turned down an alley, footsteps soft on the damp stone, and a grin cracked his face. His day had only just begun.