01-09-2009, 07:41 AM
Aight, I'll bite.
Name: Brandon "Cowboy" H.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Species: Canis Lupis(Grey Wolf Anthro)
Orientation: Straight
Appearance: http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u1/ra...lf_001.jpg
Wears blue jeans, boots, black trenchcoat, black cowboy hat, and a shotgun bandolier across his chest.
Other Information: Newest member of a rather unorthodox "Demonhunting" organization. Among his possessions, are a Remington Model 870 Police Magnum Tactical Shotgun, two Ruger KP90 Semi-Automatic Pistols, a Survival Knife, and a rather odd set of throwing knives. He's come to the Hotel for a few days of R&R, maybe more...
******
"Cowboy" stepped into the Hotel's office, keeping his hat low on his brow to hide his eyes. He set his duffel bag down on the floor next to him, the long barrel of a shotgun poking out of it rather conspicuously.
"Room for one, please." He said, in a low, hoarse voice, "and maybe the directions to the nearest bar."
Name: Brandon "Cowboy" H.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Species: Canis Lupis(Grey Wolf Anthro)
Orientation: Straight
Appearance: http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u1/ra...lf_001.jpg
Wears blue jeans, boots, black trenchcoat, black cowboy hat, and a shotgun bandolier across his chest.
Other Information: Newest member of a rather unorthodox "Demonhunting" organization. Among his possessions, are a Remington Model 870 Police Magnum Tactical Shotgun, two Ruger KP90 Semi-Automatic Pistols, a Survival Knife, and a rather odd set of throwing knives. He's come to the Hotel for a few days of R&R, maybe more...
******
"Cowboy" stepped into the Hotel's office, keeping his hat low on his brow to hide his eyes. He set his duffel bag down on the floor next to him, the long barrel of a shotgun poking out of it rather conspicuously.
"Room for one, please." He said, in a low, hoarse voice, "and maybe the directions to the nearest bar."
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
