Player nickname: Yu Narukami Player LJ:yumadbro Way to contact you: Email: AIM: Other: Call me. It seems like everyone has my number, anyway. Are you at least 15?: Y Current Characters: N/A
Character: Igor Fandom: Some Freaky Blue Limousine Character Notes: History: One day there was a guy with a huge nose with freaky eyes. He sat down in the backseat of a limo with a tarot deck and he's been there ever since with his hot assistant. Personality: Creepy. Not a single thing he says ever makes sense. Other: I'm not sure he ever blinks. Additional Links:Get this guy away from me.
First Person (entry type):
"Life is truth, and never a dream...All souls know this from birth... The truth is something that is chosen and grasped...Sometimes discovered with one's vision and will.
Only by gaining that does the seeker become truth himself, a cord that connects past and future.
But now, our guest's destiny has been severed, and the truth languishes within the hollow, fog-filled forest."
Whatever the hell that means.
Third Person:
One night Igor and What's Her Name were sitting in the back of a limo. There was a lot of alcohol, though no one ever saw him drink it. But he must have, because nobody could talk like he did when they were sober.
They both kept staring at the poor teenager they held captive, and no matter how he just wanted to wake up and eat Nanako's science project, they continued to talk cryptically about truth and hidden potential while waving glowing tarot cards in his face.
She was hot, too. He totally would have hit that. The teenager, not Igor. Though Igor probably would have too.
i am so sorry
Player nickname: Yu Narukami
Player LJ:
Way to contact you:
Email:AIM:
Other: Call me. It seems like everyone has my number, anyway.
Are you at least 15?: Y
Current Characters: N/A
Character: Igor
Fandom: Some Freaky Blue Limousine
Character Notes:
History: One day there was a guy with a huge nose with freaky eyes. He sat down in the backseat of a limo with a tarot deck and he's been there ever since with his hot assistant.
Personality: Creepy. Not a single thing he says ever makes sense.
Other: I'm not sure he ever blinks.
Additional Links: Get this guy away from me.
First Person (entry type):
"Life is truth, and never a dream...All souls know this from birth... The truth is something that is chosen and grasped...Sometimes discovered with one's vision and will.
Only by gaining that does the seeker become truth himself, a cord that connects past and future.
But now, our guest's destiny has been severed, and the truth languishes within the hollow, fog-filled forest."
Whatever the hell that means.
Third Person:
One night Igor and What's Her Name were sitting in the back of a limo. There was a lot of alcohol, though no one ever saw him drink it. But he must have, because nobody could talk like he did when they were sober.
They both kept staring at the poor teenager they held captive, and no matter how he just wanted to wake up and eat Nanako's science project, they continued to talk cryptically about truth and hidden potential while waving glowing tarot cards in his face.
She was hot, too. He totally would have hit that. The teenager, not Igor. Though Igor probably would have too.
Ew.