Post by Stojespal on Feb 4, 2010 20:39:44 GMT -5
Name: Burilgi
Age: 34
Faction Affinity: Bandit
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 160-ish
Hair Color: Brown, mussy
Eye Color: Brown, almond
Piercings: -
Tattoos: -
Scars: Cheeks, chin, and neck criss-crossed with shallow scars.
Mental Illness: Fondness for Vodka
Physical Description: He is a short Asiatic man with a ruddy complexion and face that looks like someone smashed him against the ground at birth and dragged him behind a horse for his birthday every year. His shape is similar to a keg, with stout arms and bowed legs. He wears a uniquely conical hat with felt flaps over the ears and the back of his neck, and has the tails of various animals hanging from his belt.
Back Story: Burilgi ("the Destroyer") hails from a nomadic tribe in the Siberia/Mongolia hinterlands who understand little of boundaries and rights. One evening, while tending to the flocks of sheep on his horse, Burilgi stumbled upon a haggard looking man. He claimed to have trekked on foot from Moscow with the help of three sparkling blue globes, desperately avoiding Russian patrols. Burilgi was enthralled with the globes as the two men sat talking by firelight. The haggard man promised Burilgi one of the globes if he could escort him safely to a certain point in Kazakhistan where American scientists were waiting. The globes, the man assured him, would enable his horse to run as far as any three horses, and walk without stopping for anything but food and water. As the night and the vodka went on, the man explained he had come from the Exclusion Zone in the Ukraine, where things like this and far, far greater wonders were to be found... but also far greater dangers.
Burilgi crushed his skull with a rock in the middle of the night, took the globes, and journeyed West. He traded one to a Cossack Major after besting the man in a horse race, who then helped him get into the Cordon (by trading some "genial shots" with Security Service Ukraine as a distraction). The second he traded to some Bandits in exchange for joining their band. The third Flash he still retains, and tucks it into his bedroll every night to fall asleep staring at it.
NOTES:
o Burilgi isn't my "main" as such, just a character to get started with until I learn the ropes. I'll make a real "main" once I get used to how things go.
o I don't mind if he gets killed off, so long as I provide some good fun for people.
o He'd probably pair well with Rusty, the other Bandit.
NOTE on indefinite hiatus due to life, universe, everything.
Age: 34
Faction Affinity: Bandit
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 160-ish
Hair Color: Brown, mussy
Eye Color: Brown, almond
Piercings: -
Tattoos: -
Scars: Cheeks, chin, and neck criss-crossed with shallow scars.
Mental Illness: Fondness for Vodka
Physical Description: He is a short Asiatic man with a ruddy complexion and face that looks like someone smashed him against the ground at birth and dragged him behind a horse for his birthday every year. His shape is similar to a keg, with stout arms and bowed legs. He wears a uniquely conical hat with felt flaps over the ears and the back of his neck, and has the tails of various animals hanging from his belt.
Back Story: Burilgi ("the Destroyer") hails from a nomadic tribe in the Siberia/Mongolia hinterlands who understand little of boundaries and rights. One evening, while tending to the flocks of sheep on his horse, Burilgi stumbled upon a haggard looking man. He claimed to have trekked on foot from Moscow with the help of three sparkling blue globes, desperately avoiding Russian patrols. Burilgi was enthralled with the globes as the two men sat talking by firelight. The haggard man promised Burilgi one of the globes if he could escort him safely to a certain point in Kazakhistan where American scientists were waiting. The globes, the man assured him, would enable his horse to run as far as any three horses, and walk without stopping for anything but food and water. As the night and the vodka went on, the man explained he had come from the Exclusion Zone in the Ukraine, where things like this and far, far greater wonders were to be found... but also far greater dangers.
Burilgi crushed his skull with a rock in the middle of the night, took the globes, and journeyed West. He traded one to a Cossack Major after besting the man in a horse race, who then helped him get into the Cordon (by trading some "genial shots" with Security Service Ukraine as a distraction). The second he traded to some Bandits in exchange for joining their band. The third Flash he still retains, and tucks it into his bedroll every night to fall asleep staring at it.
NOTES:
o Burilgi isn't my "main" as such, just a character to get started with until I learn the ropes. I'll make a real "main" once I get used to how things go.
o I don't mind if he gets killed off, so long as I provide some good fun for people.
o He'd probably pair well with Rusty, the other Bandit.
NOTE on indefinite hiatus due to life, universe, everything.
