And the most important person of all
Name: Marko Abran(A name he refuses to go by. Officially missing several days of school because of it.)
Age:18
Ethnicity: Exotically vague.
Grade:Senior
Eye color: Deep Blue... For maximum exoticness
Hair Color, and Style: Black, and slicked back in a very greasy style that seems to ooze of the sleeze associated with stereotypical Ladies men... His hair seems to always smell mildly of patchouli oil.
Height: 6 foot 4
Weight: 165
Description: Braveer(As he wishes to call himself) is tall, dark, and handsome, with a tinge of exotic... in a very phony way. All that Braveer does seems to be an act really, and not a very well thought out one at that. He tends to shroud his family in mystery, partly because they aren't exactly approving of him, and partly because he thinks it adds a sense of mystery to him. Braveer is also a bit more on the lanky side of things, with a tendency to use large, exaggerated movements for near literally everything.
During school Braveer is known for his blatant disregard of the dress code... By wearing something similar to the breezy, colorful clothing that are traditionally associated with gypsies... But over his actual school uniform. When he can get away with it he will wear the bandanna that all gypsy costumes seem to have, which is the only difference between his outfit outside of school. Still keeping the uniform under his clothes as a form of protest.... No one of yet has got a straight answer on if he actually has ties to gypsies.
Personality: Every drama club, and acting crew has this one guy... The eccentric, egotist. He may make the most outrageous demands, get far too much into the role than is healthy... But you just have to tolerate him because he gets the job done! Although Braveer takes eccentric to an entirely new level, and adds harebrained schemes to top it all off. Braveer is also a man that decided that the rule of cool was the way to live... And some question if he knows that he's actually not in a play all day, which has lead to strange existential conversations.
Equipment: Hand puppets.
A bag of glitter stored in his sleeve
A strange oily substance that is believe to be hair gel by many.
A bag full of school supplies, and a script of the amazing tales of Braveer.
A hand mirror, and comb.
Traits:
Infectious Ego: There's something about your ego that makes people believe in you. You gain a speech bonus while trying to convince people of your talents, or to convince people to join you, but you get the same penalty after you break any of these expectations.
Rule Of Cool: You're cool, and the world seems to know that. You get a luck bonus whenever you do something outrageous, and extravagant... But you also have a penalty to intelligence when making any plan due to your fascination with over-complication, and coolness.
Perks:
Actor Extrodinaire: You are a damn fine actor, You gain a bonus to all your noncombat skills whenever you act.
Enchanting Foreigner:With a slightly fake sounding Latin Lover accent, your possible ties to gypsies, an air of mystery, and what is believed to be a long, and complicated family tree that involved a transfusion with lions blood making you the rightful heir to the kingdom of Mali, and of course strange foreign customs. Women seem to not only be more interested in you, but to excuse your actions as not understanding the culture... Many seem to forget that you were in fact born, and raised in the country.
Gotta go Fast: You're fast on your feet from all those daring escapes you have made. Gain a bonus to agility while running, or doing other similar activities.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L:
Strength: 3
Perception: 3
Endurance: 5
Charisma: 10
Intelligence: 4
Agility: 8
Luck: 6
Age:18
Ethnicity: Exotically vague.
Grade:Senior
Eye color: Deep Blue... For maximum exoticness
Hair Color, and Style: Black, and slicked back in a very greasy style that seems to ooze of the sleeze associated with stereotypical Ladies men... His hair seems to always smell mildly of patchouli oil.
Height: 6 foot 4
Weight: 165
Description: Braveer(As he wishes to call himself) is tall, dark, and handsome, with a tinge of exotic... in a very phony way. All that Braveer does seems to be an act really, and not a very well thought out one at that. He tends to shroud his family in mystery, partly because they aren't exactly approving of him, and partly because he thinks it adds a sense of mystery to him. Braveer is also a bit more on the lanky side of things, with a tendency to use large, exaggerated movements for near literally everything.
During school Braveer is known for his blatant disregard of the dress code... By wearing something similar to the breezy, colorful clothing that are traditionally associated with gypsies... But over his actual school uniform. When he can get away with it he will wear the bandanna that all gypsy costumes seem to have, which is the only difference between his outfit outside of school. Still keeping the uniform under his clothes as a form of protest.... No one of yet has got a straight answer on if he actually has ties to gypsies.
Personality: Every drama club, and acting crew has this one guy... The eccentric, egotist. He may make the most outrageous demands, get far too much into the role than is healthy... But you just have to tolerate him because he gets the job done! Although Braveer takes eccentric to an entirely new level, and adds harebrained schemes to top it all off. Braveer is also a man that decided that the rule of cool was the way to live... And some question if he knows that he's actually not in a play all day, which has lead to strange existential conversations.
Equipment: Hand puppets.
A bag of glitter stored in his sleeve
A strange oily substance that is believe to be hair gel by many.
A bag full of school supplies, and a script of the amazing tales of Braveer.
A hand mirror, and comb.
Traits:
Infectious Ego: There's something about your ego that makes people believe in you. You gain a speech bonus while trying to convince people of your talents, or to convince people to join you, but you get the same penalty after you break any of these expectations.
Rule Of Cool: You're cool, and the world seems to know that. You get a luck bonus whenever you do something outrageous, and extravagant... But you also have a penalty to intelligence when making any plan due to your fascination with over-complication, and coolness.
Perks:
Actor Extrodinaire: You are a damn fine actor, You gain a bonus to all your noncombat skills whenever you act.
Enchanting Foreigner:With a slightly fake sounding Latin Lover accent, your possible ties to gypsies, an air of mystery, and what is believed to be a long, and complicated family tree that involved a transfusion with lions blood making you the rightful heir to the kingdom of Mali, and of course strange foreign customs. Women seem to not only be more interested in you, but to excuse your actions as not understanding the culture... Many seem to forget that you were in fact born, and raised in the country.
Gotta go Fast: You're fast on your feet from all those daring escapes you have made. Gain a bonus to agility while running, or doing other similar activities.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L:
Strength: 3
Perception: 3
Endurance: 5
Charisma: 10
Intelligence: 4
Agility: 8
Luck: 6