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Drake Anselm(GunSmoke):
Height: 6’ 2”
Weight: 220lb
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Moon Glow platinum
Skin color: Pale Caucasian
Detailed Description:
Drake Anselm stood tall, at a stunning Six two. His weight 220, most of which is muscle. He stood wearing a black wife beater, his gunner coat folded neatly over his right arm. Drake’s primary holster hung loosely on his right shoulder. The holster contained a Colt Trooper mk.V w/ 8 inch barrel. His secondary holster was on his left hip. The black leather holster carried a Colt KingCobra with a 6 inch barrel. Attached to his belt on the right was an extendable bo-staff. (See Weaponry for detailed Descriptions of Guns and Staff). Drakes blond hair hung loosely, parted in the middle. His bangs hung gently in front of his eyes. He wore black jeans, chains hanging and jingling as he walked.
Weapons:
Primary:
Colt Trooper mk.V w/ 8 in Barrel. Black. Elegant red design engraved into the barrel. Fires custom shots. (Multi types of bullets. Shock, Tranq, solar, etc.)
Secondary:
Colt KingCobra w/ 6 in Barrel. Silver. Elegant black design engraved into the barrel.
Fires Custom Shots.
Bo-staff. 5 ½ feet in length. Light weight yet sturdy. Black, with an elegant red design engraved into it. Red gems are placed on both ends of the staff.
Drake also has multiple daggers and knives on him at any given time.
Bio:
Drake wasn’t always the way he is today. He used to work in a team. Born in an age of noble fighting he was trained with the bo-staff. A true noble and majestic weapon, his life was perfect, even if the world wasn’t. He and his father were close, closer than the average family. His mother had died when he was at the age of 15 but of natural causes. So he would naturally gain a stronger relationship with his father. With in his village he was engaged at the age of 20 to a beautiful young woman by the name of Twilight. Scheduled to be married they lived happily together for two years. Yet, never were able to be bonded together. The day of Drakes wedding, his peaceful village was raided. It was an unnecessary raid, only for rape, plunder and personal gain of the other. It provided nothing but violence. With in the raid, was the use of Gun fire, the first guns Drake had ever seen, such power, such force, such destruction. The guns he saw took lives of those he loved, including his fiancé and Father. After that day there was no reason for him to stay in the village any longer, it was time for him to leave and see the world for what it was. The first stop of his voyage he stopped in a small town just a little out side of his village, the place of the gang that had raided his village. There he learned the trade of guns, and quickly learned his favorite of the guns were the revolvers, and took greatly to the skill, many told him he was a natural. Thus he felt the need to take revenge upon those that caused him such pain and anguish. Within a month he had taken out the entire blood-snake gang single handedly. Till this day he still wanders the world alone, picking up the occasional women, but he has yet to find one he had wished to stay with. A peaceful soul, In a world of Gun smoke.
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 vashdastamped · Tue Jun 05, 2007 @ 04:07am · 0 Comments |
