Post by isthismemes on May 17, 2018 6:24:28 GMT -5
Full name:Archibald Davius Benningfield
Alias:Dave
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:20-something
Class:none
Occupation:
Weapons: Some shitty peashooter, found it on a dead guy and kept it
Armour: None
Other Items & Equipment: A smile
Skills and Abilities: He's just so goddamn bad at everything. But boy he is just a cool dude
Spells & Powers (Magic): Sure doesn't
Appearance: Dave stands at a masculine 5'10", with a weak chin, and medium build. He's fit, but his stomach sticks out a bit when he sits down. He tends to wear whatever is comfortable, and likes to show off his strangely haired upper arms, mostly because they sweat. Sun's out guns out, and the sun's always out in space. Always wearing a smile to go with his attire, he carries a confidence that he doesn't even come close to deserving. Either way, he sure thinks it's warranted.
Personality: He's a bit of an idiot. He's not necessarily stupid, and can solve a problem every now and then. But he's just completely oblivious to how bad he tends to be at most things. He's mastered cleaning the ship and cooking "edible" food for the crew so he sticks around. Always ready with a compliment and happy to help. He often fails at most things he does, but will take credit for any success.
[*]Strengths:He has an unusual knack for not dying. He often behaves with reckless abandon and makes it out unscathed.
[*]Weaknesses:All of them, he sucks at almost everything, and his only personality flaw is his inability to recognize his own incompetence
[*]Interests:He's a fan of video entertainment of any kind.
[*]Ambitions:To find his calling. He wants desperately to find his career.
[*]Quirks:
Alias:Dave
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:20-something
Class:none
Occupation:
Weapons: Some shitty peashooter, found it on a dead guy and kept it
Armour: None
Other Items & Equipment: A smile
Skills and Abilities: He's just so goddamn bad at everything. But boy he is just a cool dude
Spells & Powers (Magic): Sure doesn't
Appearance: Dave stands at a masculine 5'10", with a weak chin, and medium build. He's fit, but his stomach sticks out a bit when he sits down. He tends to wear whatever is comfortable, and likes to show off his strangely haired upper arms, mostly because they sweat. Sun's out guns out, and the sun's always out in space. Always wearing a smile to go with his attire, he carries a confidence that he doesn't even come close to deserving. Either way, he sure thinks it's warranted.
Personality: He's a bit of an idiot. He's not necessarily stupid, and can solve a problem every now and then. But he's just completely oblivious to how bad he tends to be at most things. He's mastered cleaning the ship and cooking "edible" food for the crew so he sticks around. Always ready with a compliment and happy to help. He often fails at most things he does, but will take credit for any success.
[*]Strengths:He has an unusual knack for not dying. He often behaves with reckless abandon and makes it out unscathed.
[*]Weaknesses:All of them, he sucks at almost everything, and his only personality flaw is his inability to recognize his own incompetence
[*]Interests:He's a fan of video entertainment of any kind.
[*]Ambitions:To find his calling. He wants desperately to find his career.
[*]Quirks: