Conner Smith
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Some people have talent. I have explosives.
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Post by Conner Smith on May 22, 2011 16:59:30 GMT -5
Name: Conner Smith Age: 13 years old Appearance: Picture above
Personality: Prisoner B was a nice guy once
Now, here is an interesting little boy. Mainly because he major personality trait could be labeled ‘explosive’. Nothing about this boy is quite, calm, or in any way peaceful. He’s loud, outgoing, over enthusiastic, bubbly, bouncy, friendly, and completely and utterly obsessed with explosives, explosive Pokémon, and flowers. Yes, flowers. In fact, if it doesn’t involve explosives, or flowers he tends to be disinterested, including with Pokémon. He could have had the Pokémon forever, his very first, but unless it is a flower-looking grass type, can explode, or loves explosives as much as him, he really wouldn’t care much about it. It would just be there. In fact, it’s amazing he doesn’t put humans up to the same standards. But, he doesn’t luckily.
In fact, if anything, he is ridiculously friendly. You could give him the death stare and he’d still walk up to you and say hi. He just likes talking to people. Not to mention he tends to be oblivious if you’re mad at him. He’ll just keep talking. He is also remarkably confident considering the fact the only Pokémon battle he can win is one that dissolves into a fist fight between the two competitors. He is decent at hand to hand combat. He just stinks with Pokémon. Badly. However, he is still always ready for a fight, Pokémon or otherwise, given he has boundless energy and needs to give it off somehow. He is also a pretty good thief, which of course, also means her morals are slightly skewed.
History:
Conner always has been, and always will be, a city boy. He was born and raised in the city and loves the hustle and bust, the noise, and the endless pidgeys eating whatever is left out. His parents were mostly ‘like we care’ types, and left him on his own to do what he wanted, explore where he wished, and generally get in trouble. In fact, his parents really didn’t raise him. Instead he had a rather odd, almost adoptive brother who was part of a street gang. He was raised by the street gang, a group of 12 boys and two girls who where life hardened, mean, and master crooks. And he was the baby of the group. They were the ones who took care of him, made sure he ate, taught him how to fight and make explosives. Out of stolen metal. Of course.
From the time he was five, he was learning to fight, and could assemble a working bomb. And he was remarkable happy. He didn’t care about his parents, looked a life on the bright side, couldn’t wait till his friends let him try his shoplifting on real store, and wished he had a Voltrob, which was his favorite Pokémon. He was a proper thief by the time he was 10, and felt safe in any part of the city, knowing that even if a gang jumped him, he had his own gang. And he could fend for himself in most cases.
But that was when his parents started getting yelled at for neglect. Both his parents and him where upset and even being associated with each other. In fact, it took three years for them to do anything. And that was send him to PA. Both him and his gang where very upset, but he agreed to leave, promising to come back one day. In fact, he was looking forward to see the old leader of one of the gangs his had a relation with. Laz.
Classes: Exploration, History, Battle tactics
Dorm: Pokemon:
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Post by Lazarus on May 22, 2011 17:18:07 GMT -5
You're approved once you take off the master thief and master fighter thing in the history.
After you do that, let me know and I'll check it over.
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Conner Smith
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Some people have talent. I have explosives.
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Post by Conner Smith on May 22, 2011 17:30:42 GMT -5
Is that better? I think I fix it, though I couldn't find anywhere I said he was a master thief. :/
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Post by Lazarus on May 22, 2011 17:50:10 GMT -5
A'right. Approved it is then.
Make the Lab Thread.
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