Zev. a .Wrietmaun

[iWulff]

here i stand
helpless and left for dead
close your eyes
so many days go bye
easy to find whats wrong
harder to find whats right

" ∂ιєs ιsт uиsєя scʜιcκsαʟ,
κєιиєя κöииєи sтoρρєи. "

say goodbye
as we dance with the devil tonight
dont you dare look at him in the eye
as we dance with the devil tonight

"It's pronounced 'Ʈƨɛv'."

Name: Zev. a .Wrietmaun

Nicknames: Zev ( ts*ev )

Age: 17-19 years old. He won't tell what it is exactly, but he doesn't look any older.

Gender: Male

Appearance: Short/Cropped Dark brown/Black hair, Emerald green eyes. Rather short in height (5'3"), he can be mistaken for someone younger, though he often corrects the person assuming. Short and stout is his build; he's got muscle and his own weight. He hates being skinny scrawny and he's definitely not fond of people who are.
And he always wears his hat as well.

Personality: Quiet and thoughtful, yet rash and headstrong. He's the kind of guy that you'd expect to just rush into a fight and kick ass rather than one to stand back and use another kind of tactic. Think... Spartan, for his fighting style (not movie wise, but actual historically relevant fighting styles. xP). Smart and quick, he's always a loyal person if you can get past his sometimes blunt and (if you can get close enough) rather dorky personality.

Group Gang: New Lin

Egg Color: Red; Inferno Ferret

Egg Name: Nottuss (No*tus)

Likes:
» Cats
» Snow Globes
» His Smokes
» Fighting
» Reading
» Videogames
» Rainy days

Dislikes:
» Idiots
» His enemies
» Idiots
» Non-fiction
» Idiots
» Someone messing with the few he cares about
» And Idiots

Smoke: Yes, he's normally got one on his lip

Drink: Not often, no

Interested in (I'm guessing):: He's a ladies man.

Other: He's a German immigrant; in other words, he has a thick German accent. If you can't understand something he says while we're rping, just mail me and I'll either tone it down (if enough can't understand) or just tell you what he said exactly.

Z E V . a . W R I E T M A U N

[ Ɲøττυƨƨ ] - [ ƵƩV ] - [ Ɲøττυƨƨ ]

Ɲøττυƨƨ

at the center of the earth
in the parking lot of the 7-11
where i was taught
the motto was just a lie
it says 'home is where the heart is'
but what a shame
'cuz everyone's heart doesn't beat the same

"You've GOT to be kidding me, right?"

EVERYONE IS SO FULL OF SHIT!
BORN AND RAISED BY HYPOCRITES.
HEARTS RECYCLED BUT NEVER SAVED
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE
WE ARE THE KIDS OF WAR AND PEACE
FROM ANAHEIM TO THE MIDDLE EAST
WE ARE THE STORIES AND DISCIPLES
OF THE JESUS OF SUBURBUA,
LAND OF MAKE BELIEVE
AND IT DON'T BELEIVE IN ME

Name: Nottuss (no*tus)

Nicknames: Nott (knot) / Noctus (because of Zev saying his name wrong on occasion)

Age: Hatched a few years ago; around three

Gender: Male

Appearance: He loos like a normal black footed ferret, save a few markings on his knees and shoulders, plus the fire spouting from his back and bottom of the last half of his tail.

Personality: He can get... hard to get close to, even with the help of his partner; he's got some trust issues, and therefore treats people roughly and with sometimes rash decisions. Once you get closer to him, you'll see that he can be a real nice little ferret. Of course, there's always the chance that Nottuss won't like you, in which case, I'd advise you to not try to pet the cute little furry creature. Unless you really want to brag about having only four fingers. His teeth are sharp; he's a giant rat, remember that. :33

I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize,
When there ain't no where you can go.