--------------------------------------------------------everything I want seems too far away-------------------------------------------------------
ii.name: oliver west | called: oli, ollie, oliver, west | age: 19-21 | gender: ♂ | dob: 8/17 | + traits: observant, loyal, smart | - traits: secretive, headfirst, blunt | build: lean | description: mixes of brown contrasted to light brown and dark brown; dark brown hair that leads back into a mane with blue swirls and spots; orange markings along the body aswell. | family: deceased, as of known | hobbies: guitar, writing, starspotting, gathering, hiding | relationships: apollo - acquaintance | personality: blunt, loyal, stubborn | traits: thinks head first, heart second; watches out for their friends but will do what it takes to save their own tail. occupation: blacksmith | likes: dusk, fire, rain, traveling, swords | dislikes: warm weather, headaches, dehydration | current state: neutral | location: north border | habits: checking everywhere constantly; sighing; overworking themselves |history: grew up in the northern states; had a normal average family for the most part despite the fact oliver never got to really meet his mother. he never asks what happened to her, she seemed to float away. she was there when he was really young, maybe 1-3 years old, but after that he never saw her. supposedly she left to join the capital, but he was never entirely sure. his father taught him how to sharpen and make equipment since he had been experienced with being a blacksmith for four years. oliver caught on quickly and it became a normal daily thing for him to get up and start sharpening away at tools. as he got older he still stuck with it, taking over his fathers own company and being the towns blacksmith. he got payed well, and everything was fine. a standard life, he thought he had a pretty boring life actually; he never had anything really interesting going on his life either. that was of course, until everything started to die. the earth seemed to have betrayed its people; or the people betrayed it. day by day more things would just die. a wave of death coming over the planet, affeting certain areas at a time. it just started out with flowers, however then it started effecting people. it made the people sick, turning their blood a lifeless black, face pale, completely taking all the life out of them. people began to evacuate. oliver grabbed his stuff and naturally fled the village since the death disease was getting worse; turning people into zombies instead of killing them. so here's were we begin, the journey. the journey that could get him killed or kidnapped; or worse, turned into a mindless creature.
--------------------------------------------------------i'll just stay in bed for another day-------------------------------------------------------
