10-24-2009, 05:23 AM
OOC: Alright! Time to start this! Remember, like in Lilithmon's warning, today our worlds are attacked! I'll wait till every ones posted at least once before doing that though.
Name: Salem Delgado.
Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: A 6' tall lightly tanned boy with long silverish white hair cut short in the front while the back is braided into a ponytail that stops about 8" below his knees, cobalt blue eyes, and blood red painted dagger fine nails. Black combat boots, red high-school uniform with the jacket always open, and cloth wrappings covering his hand, arms, and torso.
Digivice color(s): Black Red main, Dark Red grip, buttons and jack.
Digi partner: BlackGatomon.
Other: Salem is the current to Banchou in his town, however with his graduation and nineteenth birth closing fast he fears his days as yanki are coming to an end.
IC: Salem lazed upon the water tower of his school, listening to his radio and pondering that message a he and his flunkies skipped class. Again.
"Oi! Boss! What the hell was that chick in the broadcast talking about?!" one of the aforementioned flunkies asked.
"Not a clue. Maybe something fun will happen though..." he replied as he watched the city from his perch "You guys go on and leave...go have a party or something." he said dully as he tossed them their share of the days protection fees.
(OOC: Beatdown money FTW! X3)
Name: Salem Delgado.
Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: A 6' tall lightly tanned boy with long silverish white hair cut short in the front while the back is braided into a ponytail that stops about 8" below his knees, cobalt blue eyes, and blood red painted dagger fine nails. Black combat boots, red high-school uniform with the jacket always open, and cloth wrappings covering his hand, arms, and torso.
Digivice color(s): Black Red main, Dark Red grip, buttons and jack.
Digi partner: BlackGatomon.
Other: Salem is the current to Banchou in his town, however with his graduation and nineteenth birth closing fast he fears his days as yanki are coming to an end.
IC: Salem lazed upon the water tower of his school, listening to his radio and pondering that message a he and his flunkies skipped class. Again.
"Oi! Boss! What the hell was that chick in the broadcast talking about?!" one of the aforementioned flunkies asked.
"Not a clue. Maybe something fun will happen though..." he replied as he watched the city from his perch "You guys go on and leave...go have a party or something." he said dully as he tossed them their share of the days protection fees.
(OOC: Beatdown money FTW! X3)
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