Post by Sunny on Aug 1, 2006 13:52:24 GMT -5
Name:Michael King, aka Professor King
Gender: Male
Power: His powers are making barriers and shields from evil.
Age: oh...pretty old....he isn't in his prime anymore...I really can't think of an age that would fit him.
Personality: King is unpredictable. An old geezer that can be seen in the Fighting arena teaching the young students. He also can be seen talking to birds that land on his shoulders. If he was in teh real world he would be locked up, for fear he was a schizo...His a crazy old man. But takes pride in his students. If they are in danger he would do anything for them.
General Appearance: Scuffy....gray hair with a little beard. Bright brown eyes that seem not to miss a thing. He is tall and lanky. But strong in his own way. He wears bascially anything that he finds on the floor of his room or in his closet. Sometimes his fashion choses would make students cringe.
Pic: This is the closet thing I can find that reminds me of him.....
www.mdmerlin.net/images/wizard.gif
History: Well he was a student here then a teacher. THen he became the Headmaster. That is about it.
Pet: A little falcon that sleeps a lot on a perch on his messy desk, named Haven
Rping Sample: "Now, where did that parchement go?" he muttered to himself as a young man stood in front of him. The old man kept talking to himself as he looked though his files and around his messy desk. "Ah! yes found it. Sorry about the wait....I can never seem to keep things in order." He said a little louder then a mutter. He grabbed some papers and started to put them into a pile. "Now, Tristan is it? I see that you are everything they say...hmmm?" He pulled at his short beard, his brown eyes light. "I hired you to protect the students and the barrier that surrounds the forest. You have free roam of the grounds. There is always something in the kitchen if you need something. You can have the small house that is near the fencing field. Here is the key...." he reached into one of his many pockets. Grabbed a small gold key and handed it over to the young man. Waving his hand. "Go now....come and tell me if you see anything unusual." As the door shut the old man started to pet the little falcon. "Well, Haven another lost soul that we must look after...a quiet boy that one...we stood keep an eye on him."
Codeword: The Magic Power
Other: nope! i'm good!
Gender: Male
Power: His powers are making barriers and shields from evil.
Age: oh...pretty old....he isn't in his prime anymore...I really can't think of an age that would fit him.
Personality: King is unpredictable. An old geezer that can be seen in the Fighting arena teaching the young students. He also can be seen talking to birds that land on his shoulders. If he was in teh real world he would be locked up, for fear he was a schizo...His a crazy old man. But takes pride in his students. If they are in danger he would do anything for them.
General Appearance: Scuffy....gray hair with a little beard. Bright brown eyes that seem not to miss a thing. He is tall and lanky. But strong in his own way. He wears bascially anything that he finds on the floor of his room or in his closet. Sometimes his fashion choses would make students cringe.
Pic: This is the closet thing I can find that reminds me of him.....
www.mdmerlin.net/images/wizard.gif
History: Well he was a student here then a teacher. THen he became the Headmaster. That is about it.
Pet: A little falcon that sleeps a lot on a perch on his messy desk, named Haven
Rping Sample: "Now, where did that parchement go?" he muttered to himself as a young man stood in front of him. The old man kept talking to himself as he looked though his files and around his messy desk. "Ah! yes found it. Sorry about the wait....I can never seem to keep things in order." He said a little louder then a mutter. He grabbed some papers and started to put them into a pile. "Now, Tristan is it? I see that you are everything they say...hmmm?" He pulled at his short beard, his brown eyes light. "I hired you to protect the students and the barrier that surrounds the forest. You have free roam of the grounds. There is always something in the kitchen if you need something. You can have the small house that is near the fencing field. Here is the key...." he reached into one of his many pockets. Grabbed a small gold key and handed it over to the young man. Waving his hand. "Go now....come and tell me if you see anything unusual." As the door shut the old man started to pet the little falcon. "Well, Haven another lost soul that we must look after...a quiet boy that one...we stood keep an eye on him."
Codeword: The Magic Power
Other: nope! i'm good!
