α мαzє wιтнoυт є и ∂

[light.]

The world now lives in darkness; the time for humans has come.

Let’s go back a few centuries ago, when humans lived in “peace”, when they only had small fights for useless territory, and all they did was bathed in blood. That’s the time when all started. You weren’t born, even the elders cannot remember those times of “happiness”. Because compared to this, that was happiness and peace.
This is war.

The year is 2061. The crisis from decades ago is still present, killing people, letting them die slowly, but quietly, hungry and cold. When the governments thought it was gone, that they got over it, it stoke back again. This led them to new laws, but the most striking one stated that, to get to a solution for the crisis, they’d set a new social status based on the knowledge and the physical characteristics of a person; but they couldn’t imagine what this would lead to. oon, the most genetically graced people decided to "unite": the rest of the society didn't matter, only them. Their descendants inherited their parent’s abilities: they were far cleverer, agile, strong; a whole new breed. They were called by the humans "Experiments"; they called themselves "Optimei", the golden race. Humans started a war against them, trying to get back the power, to hide them in cells, but they were better, faster. Humans soon started to disappear, the Optimei first tried to be discrete: poisoning rivers, supplies, air, stealing medicines and releasing new laboratory viruses. But when humans tried to fight back with the few weapons they had left, the Optimei chased them down, in the forest, in their houses, in their own cities.
Now it's year 4211, more than two centuries later, and the whole Optimei race domains the world. Few human colonies resist, hidden in inaccessible places, where no one would bother to search. They are no longer necessary, they have replaced them. Humans are now in the jungle, just a few thousands of them, while others live in the catacombs of the biggest cities, as prisoners. Every year, some of those humans are executed, but once every four years, there’s a big event: a maze. Humans between the aged 14 to 25 are sent to an "arena". There, they’ll make teams, alliances, friends and even love, but they’ll have to fight for food, water, supplies and medicines. They’ll have to kill each other, until only two remain.

Those are the winners; the rest are losers.

[light.]

“new york, new york”

This is New York. Or at least it used to be New York, two centuries ago, when people still lived there, on its high buildings, near all the shops and the malls that used to be there. A metropolis, full of life. The island of Manhattan, surrounded by Hudson River, became the perfect place for the Optimei to release their best biological weapon: the “khal”. It went into the city though the food, and soon it become a national emergency. People died there. The illness was deathly. And people didn’t know how to stop it. Scientifics couldn’t go inside the city; the risk of getting infected and dying was too high.

The solution came from the air, literally. The Government approved what they thought would be best for the population of the whole country, not just the city. They didn’t know how to save them, but they had a solution to save the rest of the country, to try to keep living while they investigated, looking for the cure. A crystal dome was placed around the city, keeping everyone in, and letting no one out. It was the perfect trap. Soon, the New Yorkers started to need food, fresh water, medicines, services. But the results left clear enough that the Optimei had the power; they couldn’t be saved.

And so, the New Yorkers were left there, alone, as the rest of the world watched. They died and they stared. Because there was nothing they could do; the Optimei wanted them to die. When finally the Optimeis had the power, they cleaned the corpses from the cities, and they buried them. But the dome got darker and darker, due to dust and dirt. Some buildings went down, and some parts of the city are completely in ruins. Central Park has grown out of its limits too, and now the plants go further. Wild animals, mostly from the zoos, now live in the city too.

Here, the chosen will have to survive, using whatever the city provides: plants, animals, water sources. They’ll have nothing to start with, no weapons or food; they’ll have to find all that by themselves. In order to survive, the participants will have three options: trying to survive alone, in pairs or in groups. This option is the most common one, the called “teams”. Here, the humans collaborate to get food and other resources. This groups will finally, at the end, divide into pairs or smaller groups, until sometimes is a one-on-one, fighting directly against another player or worse, another team mate.

These are their options: fight or die.

[light.]

➸ You may use your own form, or one giving credit to the owner of the form; just make sure it has everything needed: what your character is skilled with, strengths, weaknesses, weapons, etc. Don't include your character's history, they come from different jails around the world, so their histories are pretty much the same. Also, make the form pretty, try to do a good job formatting it, alright?

➸ This roleplay is what I call Semi Literate+/Literate. What's my definition of that? Something above two paragraphs, with good grammar, spelling and punctuation. Don't make a whole paragraph describing how your character takes a step, but don't make less that one paragraph with writer's block, please. And no one-liners here. Keep your posts pretty, even if you only center it, but there's a difference. You can use dividers, quotes, song lyrics... Just don't use pictures, that's spam

➸ There will be a number of slots, I don't want this roleplay to get to crowded, but if I see I need more people I'll re-open it. Please, don't steal this idea, I may use it for other things, and if this dies I may open another roleplay with this plot, and I wouldn't like other people taking my work without my permission.

➸ I'd like you to keep swearing or cursing down to a minumum, and star out the vowels. This also applies to violence. Keep it to the minimum, and don't kill characters. Fights are allowed, but no more, nothing gory here. All Tess Rules applies, and keep it PG-13. I encourage drama and romance. But if the romance exceeds from more than a kiss, fade to black or use time skip. And I don't want people falling in love at first sight. Plot twists and unpredictable events. But follow the plot line, be in the same place as the other characters if all of them are there, etc.











alessandra knox o'callahan -- female -- light. -- seventeen

charles andrew discordia -- male -- fiasco -- sixteen




charlotte richardson -- female -- wildmagic_warrior -- twenty-one

reserved-- male -- Fietelux. -- age




liberty jordan carson -- female -- silence -- twenty

rodney alexander castillo -- male -- ѕнυdderғoх- -- twenty




ariel trinity sommerten -- female -- folk. -- twenty

skye kurone -- male -- riliane & allen -- fifteen




catherine elizabeth fray -- female -- ∞ αи∂ в є у σ и ∂. -- nineteen

beck hero aguero -- male -- -orchid -- twenty four




grace knight -- female -- lemonade. -- nineteen

name -- gender -- rper -- age

none at the moment






{ requited love ← ♥ → } { one likes other ♥ → }
{ they're not together anymore ← ∫ → } { one's cheating on the other ← ★ }

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[[ open and accepting c: ]]

[Noel]

Username: Riliane & Allen

Name: Skye Kurone
Nickname: Sky-Sky, by those who don't value their life
Age: 15
Gender: Male

Description:Skye looks his age(fifteen), he hardly appears much older or younger than what one would expect. Light brown, poorly cut, and somewhat long for a boy hair constantly gets in his face. When it gets particularly annoying, he ties it back in an inch long ponytail. His hair stands out being a shade or two lighter than his skin, but as this is hardly a very unnatural feature, he isn’t bothered much about it. He has an average height for his age, although for various reasons he weighs less than what would be considered average. His eyes are hardly intimidating: a light, cheery looking green. He's never taken bad scars or other notable features, all he has in the way of distinctive features is one, small scar above his left eye. His vision is above average, but only in the right eye, which occasionally gives him headaches but nothing more serious. His fingers are constantly moving, whether picking a lock, tapping a desk, throwing a rock, tying shoes, etc. He has long legs, to some extent, which gave him ability to run, making up for a build that couldn’t fight no matter how much it wanted to. Skye is never seen still, he’s always kicking up dirt, smiling happily at nothing in particular, or running as if the apocalypse is on his trail. To a passerby, he gives the appearance of happy, somewhat hyperactive, child who’s different in ways that can’t quite be pinned down.
Height: 5'4
Weight: 95 pounds

Personality:What he’s actually like and what he appears are quite different. He appears hyperactive and very happy-go-lucky. He laughs a lot, smiles more, and very rarely frowns. Insults completely bounce off him, usually because he knows they’re coming though. In truth, he is cheery, but not like that. He takes joy from simple things, like chocolate or a thunderstorm. Very often though, his smiles are mocking. Someone who looks a little different, or acts a little strangely, is highly amusing to him. Same if he has one of his frequent little tricks planned, or merely if he doesn't like whoever it is. On that note, pranks are something that someone in his position shouldn't be doing, but does anyway, to anyone and everything. Sometimes silly, sometimes painful, sometimes disastrous, when he has that plotting look on his face it's best to avoid him. He’s unstable to put it simply, always happy, or furious. Once he gets mad, things turn for worse quickly. He’ll yell, swear, punch, trip up, and stab without restraint. Thankfully, not many things do that to him. A few involve people messing with others emotions, people trying to trick him, the taking of his things, and cucumbers. Yes, the vegetable; there is an assortment of small things that completely throw him over the edge, a remnant from his earlier complete insanity. There aren’t that many other trances of his madness though, although once or twice a month for a few days at a time he is simply silent and indifferent. He isn’t really sure what causes those fits, nor is anyone for that matter.

Recently, he reached the line of insanity again. He cannot think, or focus on anything. He's hyper, paranoid, and can't sit still at all. He jumps back from touches, and just about anything that surprises him at all sends him into a panic. His memory is all but nonexistent; he'll forget someone within five minutes of having met them, and often forgets even the most basic of things for hours at a time. His family, friends, any education at all; it might as well have never existed, Skye remembers none of it. His only focus is, oddly, survival and sweets.

On a different note, Skye doesn’t trust anyone. After even the slightest thing someone does, Skye will be suspicious forever, and jump to conclusions that probably aren’t even true. If anyone who has somehow achieved the miracle of gaining his trust gives him even the slightest reason to be suspicious, he’ll be wary of them for months.

Anyone who isn't a friend of his, a category which makes up nearly everyone fits into save for one or two individuals, is on the list of possible people that he'll either rob or do a little 'trick' to, which usually involves a shove between the shoulder blades at the top of a rather large drop or an animal he swears he didn't know was poisonous near where they sleep. Why he does this, he doesn't know, it's just like a bizarre second nature.

Weakness/fears: He's small and thin, which makes hand-to-hand combat very hard for him, along with any heavy lifting. With the memory of a three year old, he's essentially always lost and doesn't even realize it. He's also somewhat sickly and prone to illness. And then there's the issue of water; Skye is absolutely terrified of water. Small quantities, a handful or puddle don't bother him very much. But a downpour, or lake? Just by being near it, he'll think he's going to drown and utterly panic. The shore is his nightmare. Other then his crippling hydrophobia, there isn't much that unsettles him.
Strengths/skills: Being small and light does have uses though. He's stealthy to a degree that would make a skilled thief envious, able to make his footsteps silent and vanish into shadows. All of his skills point to his excellence as a thief; he has admirable endurance for a boy his age, along with long lithe legs that help him run quickly and jump high. He might not be able to fight, someone has something he wants, he can very often make it his without their knowing.
Weapon skills: Anything larger then a knife is useless in his hands, although close-up fighting with a knife is something he does well. Guns are useless, he would end up shooting himself. Anything heavy, likewise useless.

[fishbait]

credit to mint for the form.

♣ ♣ ı cαп't мακε чσυ ғαʟʟ ғσя мε...

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...шнεп ʟσνε ıƨ α tшσ шαч ƨtяεεt ♣ ♣

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Grace Knight.
From the English word grace, which ultimately derives from Latin gratia. This was one of the virtue names created in the 17th century by the Puritans. Grace's mom applied this name to Grace after she was born. As a baby, her mom though she looked beautiful and graceful, hence the name Grace. No one, including herself, in her family has a middle name.

Nineteen.
Born on January 27th. Grace doesn't really remember how old she is, though. The Optimei didn't tell them the dates, so Grace often estimated the day or year.

Female.
Pretty self-explanatory, I would think.

First, let's start with the basics. Grace has chocolate brown hair and some natural lighter brown highlights. It has a slight wave that falls just past her shoulders. She always wraps into a bun, but leaving a few strands hang loose since she is always in a rush. She has a delicate jaw line that borders her face. Her eyes are a ocean blue and has a hazel ring wrapped in the center. Her bangs cover up most of her eyebrows, so she doesn't need to pluck them. It also helps that they are naturally thin. Her lips are rather slim and have a very pink color to them. Grace's skin is a pale white, with a little tint to it. Her build is very slender due to her insecurities and feels guilty when she eats -- she is bordering anorexia, but she's not entirely there yet. She has slender hands and nimble fingers. She always keeps her nails totally free of polish. The isn't very tall either, just average. Grace is an average girl -- on the outside, at least. Overall, Grace is moderately pretty, but definitely not the most gorgeous girl out there, not by a long shot.

This was, of course, before she was captured by the Optimei and even then she didn't look so good. Now, being trapped as a prisoner, her skin has a layer of dirt and whatever else, her hair has turned tangled and greasy, and she has shrunk down to a stick from what the Optimei have been feeding her. Most nights she cries silently to herself thinking about how much a waste her life is going to be. Spending it in a cell and dying on their command.

None.
Except for the occasional birthmark or mole, Grace doesn't have any tattoos or odd piercings. Her ears are pierced, however.

Grace is the type of girl who follows all the rules. She keeps her distance from the other kids and especially the juveniles. Her mother, before Grace was a prisoner, always taught her that if you stayed away from the bad kids, you wouldn't end up like one -- which is true in a way, since Grace is anything from bad. Unfortunately, the Optimei found where her family was hiding, they trying to make there way to a human colony they heard about. Grace's parents were killed since they tried to fight back. Grace was small and just cried, so the Optimei took her back to New York City to be held as a prisoner. She grew up there, waiting and hoping to be released. The prison turned her hard and stubborn, but still shy around everyone she meets. Grace was lucky to survive that long. Usually, kids die in their first five years in the jails, but she befriended an elder that has been in the jail a long time. The old woman taught Grace to fight for her food, but not to get in trouble with the guards. This turned her into a resourceful young girl and an incredible liar. She also learned to be sneaky and steal other peoples food. The old lady helped Grace until she was old enough to survive on her own. After awhile, Grace thought this wasn't enough, she was now a teenager and developed a bigger appetite. She started to flirt with the male guards, convincing them to spare her a little more that the rest of the prisoners. Sometimes, the guards would catch her act and punish her by beating the girl. Because of this Grace turned almost numb to blows, seeing as though she has gotten used to it over the years.

Grace is extremely insecure, which made her job with the guards all that more harder. Although she is actually moderately pretty, even in the conditions of the jail, it never feels like it to her. She doesn't talk to anyone -- except when doing her act -- and always thinking of how they will judge her. She keeps her head low and nobody notices her. It's like she's invisible. But Grace likes it like that. No attention, no stress, no drama. That's her motto. It's also a good thing the a jail. Other prisoners don't pay attention to her, so she can get away with more things than anyone else.

Grace loves control. She likes to control her whole life and the things around her. That's why she is so insecure, she can't control what people are thinking about her. Without this "control" in her life, she feels like everything is out of place and a huge mess. But don't forget, even though Grace is very mature for her age, she still is a teenager, and being a teenager means having those emotional moods sometimes. Like when she is in one of her surly moods, most people get loud and angry, but she get cold. Her eyes freeze over and she looks like she could murder you. Grace also holds grudges like her life depends on it. She'll be mad at you, then in a second she can light her blue eyes up again and pretend nothing ever happened. But don't be fooled, inside she still is furious and is already planning her revenge. Her eyes are always so filled with emotion, you can't help but stare at them. Sometimes, this creeps Grace out quite a lot, so she wears her glasses to try and prevent it. Unfortunately, though, they broke so she no longer can wear them.

When it comes to relationships, Grace isn't really interested. She has never really had a real "crush" before, so she doesn't really no how to act. Also, she has seen how perverted some of the male guards can be, so she put walls around her, never letting anyone get inside them, never letting anyone to try and hurt her. But maybe she ready to someone? Maybe there is a special boy that is good to her. Maybe it's time to knock down the walls. Let's see if the maybes can become reality.

Strengths: stealth, running, lying, acting, long-distance, taking hits
Grace has become like a shadow from stealing in the prison. She can weave in and out of crowds without anyone even noticing she was even ever there. She also has great endurance, being able to run miles without getting tired. Her strong legs from running also helps her be able to climb trees and other obstacles from time-to-time. Also, another skill Grace has developed from the prison would be acting. After pretending to be interested in all those guards to get food, she has learned how to lie incredibly well. Although sometimes guards see through her act and decide to beat her as a punishment. Over a long period of time, Grace developed a sort of numbness to fist blows and can take pain well enough.

Weaknesses: close-contact, strategy, survival skills
Grace is much better at long-distance attacks than close-contact. Attacking with a bow and arrow doesn't include the danger of being hit as much as, say, attacking with a knife does. Also, it gives more time for Grace to set up and make sure the shot will hit the target than a close-contact weapon would. Another weakness she has would be strategy. She often acts on impulse or when she does think something through, it never actually works out the way it should. Also, survival skills like making a fire or finding food haven't ever really been one of her strong points.

Single: has an open-mind about dating
You've already read about how she already seen how perverted guys can be, so she used to stay away from them. However, now she is opening up. She's finally starting to look at boys again, instead of boarding herself away.

Anything long-distance.
Bow and arrow, throwing knives, javelin, etc.

[longlive]

[Can you reserve me a girl spot?]

[carrie dee.]

| Hey light. Mind if I reserve that last female? If not, that's totally fine. ^-^ |

[Zombie Skittles]

Friendly bump.

[shudder]

⇨⇨ lιғe'ѕ тoo ιмporтanт тo вe тaĸen ѕerιoυѕly.

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---{{. name
"yoυ can call мe
ronnιe."
Rodney Alexander Castillo; isn't that a lot to write? For most people, it's a lot to say. That's why his middle name is often shortened to "alex", his first name shortened to "ronnie", and his last name, sometimes, shortened to "cast" or "e-yo."
(The things people come up with when they're too lazy to say your full name.) All of which are common nicknames he goes by. He wasn't named after anybody special, either. His dad named him Rodney, his mom came up with his middle name, and Castillo [Cas-tee-yo] is Cajun. Yep, Rodney's from Louisiana, but that's a little off topic.

---{{. age
"legal."
Rodney turned twenty recently happens to be the third youngest in his family. He was born January 22nd, 1994.

---{{. gender
"ι'м мale, ғor all yoυ
вlιnd people oυт тнere."
Hmm, well, let's see. He's got facial features like a man, his voice isn't high pitched, and - wait, why am I even listing it out? He's a guy, moron. Invest in a pair of glasses, please, or at least a biology text book.

---{{. description
"тнιn, lean, нazel eyeѕ,
ĸιller тan."
Rodney isn't really the kind of guy you'd stop and stare at on the street unless he was doing something stupid and reckless, which may happen. And even though he's got some nice eyes, he's no movie star, so it's fine to call him attractive, but not drop-dead-omg-jesus-take-the-wheel-i'm-dying gorgeous. Going back to his eyes, they're a light hazel. A mix of green and brown, kind of goldish if you really look, but mainly those first two colors. The pupil is black, with a light brown around it that goes out and eventually fades into a green color. They don't change with light or mood or anything, they're simply... hazel. And very appealing, as he's been told. However, Ronnie has a thing for sunglasses, and is always wearing them. Most people have to ask what color his eyes are before they actually see them.

His hair isn't always easy to explain. It's a nice, russet brown, and the top is lighter from the time he dyed it blonde. That color is wearing off and it's in that final stage, where it's trying to hold on, but can't, and looks just light brown. The back is kind of long, going all the way to the base of his neck. But the hair get's shorter going from back to front, staying kind of long on the sides. His bangs can hang a little past his eyebrows if he let's them, but they usually go to the left. It's slightly wavy when it's natural. Not insanely wavy, but enough that it's visibly easy to notice. However, it's not wavy enough to bother him, and his hair tends to straighten itself out after a while with brushing and such. Ronnie doesn't comb it often, though. His hair is usually presentable after just running his hands through it enough times, making it easy to manage.

Ronnie stands around five foot, eleven inches, being just short of six feet. He weighs around one hundred and forty five pounds, making him the tall-ish and lean type. He considers himself tall-ish because he doesn't quite clear six feet, but is taller than most girls, and even some guys, that he meets. Anyway, he works out, and has lean muscles on his body. Track and Cross Country can take the credit for his six pack. It's not as developed as a body builder's might be, but it's there, and gives him some pride. However, he takes more pride in his running skills and the endurance he has. That's why he's still kind of thin. Anyway, he is prone to tanning, turning an olive brown that last for a few days. It makes his eyes stand out when he isn't wearing sunglasses. But his natural skin color it light, and he has a couple scars here and there from various falls, accidents, fights, whatever whatever. The most interesting one would be on the back of his neck. Making a short story even shorter, his mom tried to cut his hair when he was around five or six, and ended up cutting his neck by accident. His hair covers it up, but the inch long mark makes for an interesting ice breaker.

Rodney has gotten quite a few piercings done, but he doesn't wear them often, and doesn't wear more than two at a time. His eyebrow, mouth, and ears have been pierced in different places. The one he wears the most would be his cartilage piercing on his left ear, with his eyebrow piercing coming second after that. However, he's usually too lazy to put them in, or get's bored with it. His parents really didn't care about his piercings, and his dad never cared about his tattoo's, but his mom was a whole different story. She use to get furious when she caught him with a new one, and threatened him with punishments. Lucky for Rodney she never made good on any of them, but you can rest assured she's voicing her opinion on them. He was able to get some of them done before he turned eighteen, those of coarse being the ones you can't see when he's wearing a shirt. He has an equals sign on his arm, words on his chest and side. Maybe he'll stop, maybe he won't, but he doesn't have any idea's for a new tattoo yet.

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Rodney may not be the strongest, but he's a skilled runner. He can both sprint and go for long distances over different terrains. He consider's his habit of keeping an eye on his surroundings to be a skill, or at least a helpful quality. Rodney prefers to know what's around him. Smaller weapons like knives or a dagger suit Rodney best. They're easy to conceal on your body, and he's pretty good with them. He hasn't gotten much time to work with an actual gun, but knows how to shoot one, at least.

---{{. personality
"нello, world, ιт'ѕ ronnιe."
Rodney is definitely an interesting person to watch. Calm and observant one minute, he looks like he’s friendly and someone you might want to work with. Then he turns into the somewhat narcissistic and sarcastic person that he is. Loyal to no one except himself, he’s hard to trust, and doesn’t put much trust in other’s, either. And don’t expect him to be easy to work with. However, he has a few redeeming qualities, though he won’t admit them, and better qualities valuable asset.

Rodney is social in a way. Not like he’s bubbly and friendly, or desperate for friends. More simply, he goes into social settings, and likes to be observant and gather information. After all, knowlege is power, right? Not that he needs it - Rodney is powerful in his own right. But he also likes to find out things about people and beings to put himself in control. Give him an edge. He hates being out of the loop or being the last to find out about something. And he loves being right. Just another thing that puts him ahead of someone else. Rodney naturally thinks of himself as higher and better than everyone else, and it’s really not even a fact he acknowledges himself. Just part of him, maybe. Because of that, he tends to but heads a lot with people of similar personalities. Still, Rodney can make make friends if he bothers to try. He actually enjoys having a good laugh and hearing a good joke. It's just that the more laid back part of him has to step aside in this situation.

Rodney would consider himself constantly amused. He can’t take anyone seriously unless they’ve done something to prove themselves, and sees most people as inferior. Therefore, most things and people just entertain him. He always has his characteristic smirk, and can be brutally sarcastic. Actually, the demon has no filter on his mouth. If he doesn’t like you, he’ll tell you. Doing something the wrong way? He’ll let you know. Rodney isn’t afraid to speak his mind, and will fight anyone brave enough to challenge him. It’s his way or the highway a lot of the time, and sincehe hates being talked back to, he won’t hesitate to fight someone. And once he starts, he can get very violent. He won't hold back during a fight unless he's jokingly trying to rough you up a little. But in regard's to his jumping into fights, it's just an example of his impulsiveness. Rodney’ll give something a second’s worth of thought, then make a decision. Most of the time it works out in his favor, sometimes it doesn’t, but he doesn’t plan on changing that anytime soon. Being a very vigilant person, it doesn't take him that long to process what he's seen and make a decision. He's also stubborn. You can't get an idea out of his head, or make him do something he doesn't choose to do himself.

Since he has absolutely no faith in others besides himself and a select few, it’s only logical that Rodney is unloyal, and ultimately untrustworthy. Just because he's seemingly on your side doesn't mean his intentions are meant to make everyone's lives better. He doesn’t see anyone else as good enough to tell him what to do. Plus, he just hates authority. You have to have a pretty good, convincing argument to get Rodney to listen to you, much less deem you as a suitable person for him to take orders from. This makes him a rogue, so to speak. He’ll disobey command and do his own thing, or try to persuade others to do the wrong thing. This makes it hard for people to trust him. Oh well. He doesn’t trust anyone else either. All you have to rely on, in the end, is yourself. Rodney isn’t about to let someone else let him down. But he isn't stupid. He can see the benefit in forming alliances. If he forms one, he doesn't plan on toning down his bad qualities, just putting the good ones out for display. And a little acting, of coarse.

Rodney finds a sense of accomplishment in his ability to deceive people, trick people, turn them onto the wrong path, and just raise hell plain and simple. It’s entertaining to him, honestly. And being the cunning liar and actor that he is, it’s not hard for him to do. It's sad to say, but he enjoys getting under anyone’s skin and hitting nerves. If he can ruin your day, he’ll try. And if you show any kind of weakness, he’ll exploit it. Definitely. Most of the time he's purposely trying to get a rise out of people, but if someone decides to do the same thing to him, he just keeps going. It's fun when you can make fun of somebody and they treat it like a joke. Too bad Rodney's not joking about the person he's talking about or messing with. Anyway, you can see how the guy can be good at making enemies. Not that he cares. If you don't like Rodney, that gives him all the more reason to screw you over.

Before you write him off, though, like anyone, he has some good qualities. Rodney is a hard worker and hates when things don’t get done. He has absolutely no patience, and will get jobs done himself if others can’t do it. It's like he needs to see things done right, and quickly. Unfinished jobs just drive him crazy. Procrastination also irritates him. Rodney prefers to be up and doing something to keep himself busy. Maybe that's why he has to mess with the people around him. So although he's working hard for his himself, other people tend to benefit from that. Rodney's a very motivated person, believe it or not. He’s always watching his surroundings, and can get information that way. Plus, his ability to deceive people can come in handy - he can pretend to be anyone’s best friend, easily lying to get himself anything and anywhere. And on the slim chance that you gain his favor, he may or may not be willing to help you out if the situation called for his assistance. And as good of a liar as he is, Rodney can also be truthful.

On the off chance that you catch him during one of his calmer moods, he's temporarily less of a bad guy. He can hold a decent conversation. However, he's really more of a listener, both when he's calm and when he's malignant. Rodney would be fine just listening to someone talk. It goes hand in hand with him always keeping an eye out for what's around him. He likes to know what's going on. But it's not like Rodney has some sort of tortured inside that he mask's with his being a jerk. More simply, he just chills out for a moment.

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Well, Rodney's stubborn, i'm-the-greatest-thing-ever attitude can make him very determined, and motivated to get things done. He's a hard worker as well. Procrastination irks him to no end, and he'll take it upon himself to get things done right. He's pretty quick and agile on his feet, making him sure-footed. Rodney's smarter than he let's off, and is good at learning things on the go. He likes knowledge, and that makes him very observant and vigilant. Plus, you already know Rodney will tell you what's on his mind. Keep in mind it's the brutal honesty that often hurts feelings, but honesty none-the-less. Rodney is highly independent, and can do things on his own if a solo project is required of him. He can take care of himself, thanks to a strong sense of self-preservation. Rodney has speed and endurance on his side. He can jog for miles, and running is second nature. Since he's not the biggest guy around, he can be stealthy, and sneak around to different places. He's pretty skilled with knives, since he finds them to be the easiest weapon to get a hold of. He can throw them and use them in close corners. He's only a worked a few times, but knows how to shoot. Being a casual thief works out in his favor, too.

Rodney can't teach worth anything. He has no patience, especially when the subject doesn't grasp the concept quickly. He can get violent once you set him off, and he won't stop until his point has been made. That goes the same for verbal fights - he has to have the last word. He see's almost everyone as beneath him, so his cooperation skills aren't always on par, and he can be hard to work with. Rodney likes to mess with people, and his tricks can be pretty harsh, hurting people physically or emotionally. He has no filter on his mouth, and will say what's on his mind, which can cause problems with people. Rodney doesn't like water (rain is okay), and refuses to swim. He doesn't plan on telling anybody about his fear of drowning. Rodney can't climb a tree worth anything, nor is he a jumper. Just the same way he likes to get jobs done, he also has an issue with taking small things apart, or breaking them. It's a distraction, really. Hand him something interesting and he'll probably ruin it. Also, he's not much of an intimidating guy, physically. While he's got lean muscle and an athletic body, a bigger guy could probably take him down. That doesn't work out well for Rodney, considering he can easily jump into a fight. Whatever. That's what knives are for.

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