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Occupation: Search and Rescue k-9 division of the police.
Species Group: Civillian
Play-By: Troy Baker
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Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Pulling pranks, especially on Sydnee.
❤ Western movies (and anything cowboy related, really)
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Finding missing people too late.
✗ Sydnee's staunch refusal to go near water that isn't a shower.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Sydnee being hunted and killed
Goals (At Least 1):
★To just rescue as many people as he can as search and rescue.
Personality: Tobin is a goofy guy who loves to have fun. He's a prankster, and loves a good joke. One of his favorite past times is partaking in prank wars, usually with Sydnee. Tobin is usually a very chill and relaxed man who observes those he interacts with, and tries to find a way to make sure the experience will be a positive one for both parties. He is often viewed to be a lazy individual, especially when paired with Sydnee. But that's only when he's not on a job. When Tobin is working, he stays focused and works hard to do his best and give it his all.
Tobin is a very responsible man, and has had to be all his life.
Positives (At Least 3):
Negatives (At Least 3):
Parents: Albert and Aileen McCray (father and mother)
Siblings: Dianna McCray (older sister)
Other Family: Gertrude McCray (paternal grandmother)
Important Others: Sydnee Cole (best friend since childhood)
History: Put an over all description of your character's history here.
Alias: Croatoan Virus How did you find us?: Google Experience: 11 years+ Other Characters: Bishop, Kasen, Siofra, Corbin, Ein, Osamu, Roman, Loren, Yaotl, Tony, Halcyon, Delwyn, Levi, Castiel, Rigel, Edwin, Laine, Aziz RP Sample:
Holding a small glass swan to his eyes with a gloved hand, the dragon carefully turned it side to side to examine. Finding no grime or dust, he smiled in satisfaction as he set it back down. A frown briefly flicked across his face as he delicately turned the swan a millimeter, smiling in pleasure once it was back to its former position. He picked up a delicate Ukrainian painted egg next and set to dusting it with the same care he'd shown the swan. His weekly dusting took him a couple hours to complete, but once he was finished he stood back and examined his precious trinkets with vain pride. After fawning over his hoard for a while, Delwyn plucked the cotton gloves off his hands and tucked them in their designated drawer, stepping to the bathroom to examine himself in the mirror. Carefully brushing his hair and checking the trim on his facial hair, the dragon grinned in delighted pleasure. Still such a fine looking specimen.
A chirp from his phone distracted him as he made his way to the kitchen to get a head start on his dinner plans. Frowning as he read the message, Delwyn sighed heavily and turned his path to the front door. His assistant at the funeral home had pleaded with him to come in, despite his day off, to help deal with the relatives of a new arrival.
"Why do some people have to be so damned difficult." He muttered under his breath, perturbed to have his day off cut short. He tucked his glasses into a case in his messenger bag, before throwing on a coat with a flourish. Dapper as ever, the dragon left his house and made his way to work, continuing to mutter under his breath as he did so.
I (Tobin) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)