Fireice

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HI! I'm Fireice. Been with the group for a while. Nominate me for staff

No picture yet :c Dante 'Silence' Atticus Height: 5' 2" Faith: none Ethnicity: Canadian Islander Build: Slim Eyes: Green Hair: Bleach blonde Preferred style of fashion: Things to help blend with the darkness, and goggles. Favorite color: Red Behavior: Dante is a very odd creature. His ability to socialize is impaired by his refusal to speak. Suffering from Glossophobia; The fear of speaking in public, or speaking in general, which explains his creepy edge, and odd hobby of keeping tabs on people. As well as a kleptomania. If anyone decided to search this one pouch. They'd think he was a raccoon or something. Just. So many shiny things. The only reason he'd be driven to murder someone was if they showed an immediate threat to him. Using the shadows to lie in wait for an opportune strike. Skills: Best Pretty goodokay kind of not so goodsucks Theft/Slight of hand Parkour/ Agility Stealth Tailoring Tinkering Electrical CQC Medical Firearms Cooking Mechanical Socializing Current injuries/Disease: None Disabilities: Glossophobia (The fear of speaking in public, or speaking in general) Scopophobia (The fear of being stared at, or judged.) Relationships: LoverBest FriendGood friend Good to have aroundStrangerWatchful ofCautiousHit ListDead / Infected / missing Dottie "I am grateful for your hospitality thus far. If you ever need a favor from soneone as slick as me. Just ask" Hannah "You're just so cool." Lulu "Thanks for being there" Renee "Hope we're okay now" Jackson "Stop following me..." Natasha "Unreasonable Twat" Ethan "Fuck you man, now you're just being an asshole" Magnus "You know what you have done. I will not hesitate next time." Themes Main ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Being stealthy ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Dance ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] An intent to kill ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo]

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"Please, you're no saint. It's clear that Heide's problems with Grant aren't restricted to purely IC. http://imgur.com/a/ybdWi Besides, you still haven't addressed the sudden change of Heide's behavior/manners/whatever you'd like to call it. If he really is a simpleton as you say, he shouldn't have been able to hide his emotions for as long as he did." At first. Perhaps I wanted to post those, and it certainly gave me a smile wanting to. Then I decided I didn't want to be too mean, but I wanted to post them anyways separately, because I thought they were funny. This is the garbage day board after all. They are completely unrelated to this thread. Also you do not know how heide is. His temper has a very short fuse. Again after the first couple times grant just bitched, and complained. He saw grant as dead weight. Self entitled dead weight. That was all the justification he needed to be sour against grant. Doesn't matter grant fed everyone. He still acted like everyone owed him something.

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Excuse me? I still can't understand Heide's reasoning for the death threats and the aggressive behavior. Heide introduced Grant to the group, they helped each other out every now and then with no form of antagonizing except for one occasion where Ethan and Grant argued. As I said earlier, last thing I did for the rest, including Heide, before the holiday was feed them. We cooperated even then despite the 'IC' argument. Came back, saw Heide's profile stating that Grant was ungrateful and now it's all edgy 'Heide never liked you'. If that's what you're gonna say for your character, why haven't there been signs of a change in behavior? You treated Grant like anyone else before the whole argument. Otherwise, Heide shouldn't have brought me to the group, let me help him cook(twice, mind you), and generally talk without so much as a scoff or rolling of the eyes until the map change rolled around or the argument with Ethan was done. When I was talking to you and Jay's player about the whole 'IC to OOC' subject, he explained himself but you stayed quiet, not stating your motivations for anything Heide's done to me since I got back. Don't act any different, you're just as suspicious of it here. You are complaining about things that have happened in character. If we are going to talk about the behavior of a simpleton. Like Heide is. His actions were justified by the sheer annoyance on grant's part. He complained. A lot. Argued over the tiniest detail, and beats a dead horse like a motherfucker. Heide liked grant, then it quickly devolved into pure disdain. Heide left his patience for bullshit back home. A man like Heide would find a whiny little cry baby like grant was; useless to the group, and would dispose of in the form of fist through teeth, and boot firmly wedged in the southern orifice. So enough with referencing heide as being a brute. Everyone knows he'd rather find an excuse to use violence to solve his problems, rather than talk it out. It's how Heide has developed as a character. But back to the main topic on hand. You go out of your way to break the flow of rp, and bitch about everything big, and small in OOC. But instead of trying to amend, or compromise to anything you hang onto the most nit picky examples you could find. Honestly it's exhausting.

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More music. Some updated relationship status' 1/30/2017

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I personally would have liked your character; Grant for being the way he was. If you did not take things OOCly from the very beginning. Grant would still have been killed by the way he has been acting, but I would be more happy about you as a role player in general. But no.

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Added Temper Gauge 1/28/2017

Little bit of a update 1/27/2017

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Update 1/21/2017

Updated 1/18/2017

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Heide has left the group one morning. Carrying his kit. No goodbyes. His sister down in texas seemed more important, it is likely he will never be seen again. (I'm also done. Thank you for all the fun times) Before you ask. Yes, his name was inspired by the Heide Knight. Heide A. Vehch'k Height: 6' 10" Weight: 325 lbs Build: Very. Burly. Age: 22 Faith: Protestant Christian Ethnicity: Russian Eyes: Ocean Blue Hair: View above Preferred style of fashion: trench Coats, and heavy duty clothing. (Like Carhart or something) Favorite colors: Black, and dark greens Current temperament: Prepare For the Blood Lust||||||||||||||[]||||||Happy, and with his childlike spirit. Current mood: Is okay. Behavior: Heide is a down to earth kind of man. Always looking out for those around him, and so much as being annoyingly selfless for those he cares for. His capacity for compassion would seem to be limitless, for even those he shows absolute disdain towards. He may be found caring for them later. Those he holds oh so dear to himself would be treated like close family. Though for every positive there is a negative. His temper has quite a short fuse, As much as he is a gentle giant. He is not beyond ending someone's life. Or even brutalizing them to express his anger. The local zombie populace frequently seems scarce when Heide is around. "Is good stress relief." History: Heide grew up in the rural areas of Russia. Life was slow, simple, and damned cold. All he ever needed was his family, good food, and a decent report card. At least that was his child years. He was the middle child of a family of five. Father Baran; a retired border policeman. spent his time on the anvil. Making all sorts of things. Half of which were made to reinforce the crumbling house. Heide's two sisters. Little sister Mina. A girl who looked just like mum. Her nose always in a book. And little sister Vy'shka, who is actually older, but doesn't tower over Heide. Studied abroad for a while, before missing home too much. Now spending her time either working, or playing with her guns. Then heide's mother. Milly. A foreigner from England. Was too tired of all the suitors, and found papa Baran. And settled in rural russia despite mother's threats. Father: Infected Mother: Dead Sister Mina: Missing Sister Vy'shka: Made a promise to find each other in the Americas. Criminal history: Ever wondered where Heide got all these scars? When heide was about seventeen. He was already much taller than his father, and was passing gym class with flying colors. Although, then came his wild side. Heide frequented the nearby city for fun. Girls, games, and alcohal. This was the life of this new generation. Not a care in the world. Juveniles on the streets was a common sight, and Heide was no exception. Although, he soon met a man. The term 'getting in with the wrong crowd' was never more true with this man. He called himself Vlad, and soon Heide's family started seeing drastic changes with him. Staying out over night. Not checking in very often. Started seeing cuts in odd places. Coming home with bloody knuckles, or a black eye. Though his smile, and humble voice never changed. Father brushed it off as just teens being teens. Mother was not so happy that she often ran out of bandages.Though when ever heide was questioned. He would dodge the question, or merely leave the house. When heide turned nineteen. His family was well aware of what heide was doing in the past years. He was given the name 'Guillotine' By his fellow mafia mates. For his absolute ferociousness against his opponents. Some could say he grew up too quickly. He was all so numb against taking someone's life. His family went from warm welcomes towards him. To vague greetings. Though no matter what. He kept his down to earth smile. Though Heide made a big mistake. Doing secret rendezvous with the boss's daughter was forbidden. But what girl could resist such a big strong man eh? Now he was paying the price. Heide was brought in front of his family. Bound to chairs. All with cuts, and bruises. Little mina couldn't stifle all this crying. Heide was at a loss for words. He was given a gun. "As punishment for breaking my rules. My loyal guillotine. You get to choose which one. Dies. And if you do not. I will choose for you." Tears welled up in his eyes. He just couldn't do it, not even contemplating shooting any of them. Then. Suddenly being taught a cruel lesson on life. Heide pats down the grave mound of a dead family member. No longer would he take someone's life for granted. Of course he was still forced to continue his work. though, he soon went the bottom of the totem pole. The images of his dead family member haunt him every time he squeezes the trigger against someone's head, or presses his heel on someone's temple. Though except when someone touches those he cares for, those who use others for their own selfish agenda. Those who take his friends... His family. *Heavy footsteps would echo through the hallway. The flip of shells being loaded into the chamber of a shotgun sound as well. His expressionless face looks onward as he passes by a mixture of bullet holes, and blood that paint the walls. Leaving boot prints on his fallen comrades as they lay in his way. Suffering his own wounds. His face becomes more, and more morbid as Heide approaches Vladimir's office. Gritting his teeth he picks up the pace. The bellowing stomp of his heels roar. The smash of an ornate wooden door splinters the room he enters. Vlad stood. The weapon he used to end Mother Milly discharges. Heide staggers none as the bullet grazes his ear. "NO ONE TOUCHES MY FAMILY!" CHIK CHUK * "If you are to take someone's life. You should be ready for your life to be taken as well." -Ainz Oal Gown "Who ever that is." How Heide met the group: When heide evacuated across the pacific ocean. He landed somewhere in north california. Many people were still there. caravans of botched together survivors desperate to escape potential hoards set eastward. Heide after no luck finding his sister. He hopped on the nearest outgoing vehicle. Taking up quite a bit of space with all his armour. He didn't care to stay with any of these groups that he'd often jump between. His frantic search for his sister brought him north, and south of the west side. Then he'd heard a mass radio broadcast that told of a safe haven in Texas. Over the course of weeks he'd made his way further, and further east. Eventually stopping in Greenville Mississippi. (RP_Silenthill) Where he finally gave up his search. For all he knew Vy'shka was still back in California. Walking alone among a misty street. His clunky armour giving way to his presence. He found a military hold out. He'd enter. Not expecting to stay long. Then he met another group of people trying to survive much like he is. A couple of them reminded him too much like his sister. A few times he wanted to leave, but. He kept going to different locations with these people. A few months later he's made two best friends, fell in love even. He made a promise to never leave their sides. Now he only hopes that one day he will find his dear sister. The thought of her falling further, and further into his memory. Though his promise unbroken. Skills: Best Pretty goodokay kind of not so goodsucks -Close quarters Combat "Heide will crush you like bug!" -Firearms "This. Ends with bang..." -Stealth, and camouflage "Have you ever seen big man hide in plain sight? Of course you haven't. Hnn Hnn Hnn." -Shelter building skills "Heide knows many knots." -Cooking "bring heide potato, and you will know what is gourmet!" -Cloth/leather work "Must have good stitch! hoho-AH! Why needle!? -Tinkering "That is certainly firing pin." -Mechanics "That...Why is smoke such odd color?" -Electrical work "Is on fire. Heide hopes he is not doing something right..." Disabilities: Heide is hypoglycemic. (In a nutshell, meaning he needs sugar to survive.) Current Injuries/Disease: Got a stitched bullet wound through his right shoulder. Likes Good food | Good friends | Conversation | Sweets | Hugs | All the laughter | Helping others | Heavy weapons | Squashing things | More hugs | Necessary violence | Competition | The cold Dislikes Mean people | Tiny spaces | bossy people Natasha | Puny weapons | The heat | Selfish people | Corn | His things being broken | Frowning | All the dead people Relationships: LoverFamily to meGood friend Is nice to have aroundAcknowledgedStrangerHeide is not so sureWould be better withoutLoathe completelyDead / Infected / missing Anne "When I found you. You were so pale, and fragile.I would of hated myself if I just let you go on your own barely surviving next to some carboard fire. It brings me a smile to see you active, and healthy now. " Vy'shka "Ooh dear sister... Where are you? You are the only family I have." Little Dot "Ooh, little dot. I have never had such a good friend. I never knew such a little person could be so head strong, you are always there by my side when I need you. Hnhn, or to kick my ass when I need it." Hannah "You are such a gentle sort. Fair haired, soft at tone. Always had a tear in my eye when I see you begging me not to go on one of my long long walks. I wish I had your patience. You always seem to be there just at the right moment. Never change, hannah." Renee "I am glad you kept soldiering on. Although I haven't always been around, it brought me excitement to see you reunited with your beloved. It's almost like the end of the world didn't happen." Natasha "Glad we cleared that up before it snowballed out of control. Don't stop being a bitch. Bitch." Fillerton "You've been a real big help around here. Thanks for tolerating us." Lulu "You look so much like little mayu... Wait..." Ethan "Well you bring things to help group out. Although we've had a bit of a past. you're a valued team mate, keep at it ethan." Sparks "Is policeman" Kriegar "You patched up the hole in my shoulder. Well, thanks i suppose. You took care of mayu, so I thank you. i'll bring you something." Mayu "Little mayu! you are alive! We have hot chocolate drinking to catch up on." Chelsie "I always seen you as something along the lines of. The wrong woman in the right place." Katia "Well you seem like sweet little thing." Backston "You do not have to leave." Cash "Ah. You have returned. Is good." Jayesh "Never really talked much, but you stick around and keep the peace." Sarohildi "Is little german lady" Alex bord-something "Don't end up like grant." Marceline "Why..." Adrian "Yeah, yeah. Make your petty threats. And when you run out of bullets, Heide will put you in shallow grave." Erika "Sometimes I can see you in a slow motion car crash." Deranged professor "Is good riddance!" Polonious "Heide will miss you. All of your unfunny jokes, all of your decorations. Made things seem normal" Devi "You poor poor thing. Grant "Heide never liked you..." Jane Doe "Such a shit head you were" Themes (There's a lot) [spoil]Main ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Sometimes You Just Gotta Jam Out ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] The better days. Are now. ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Long day, but it's all okay. ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] A longing for serenity ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] The Ultimate Sacrifice ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] Not in vain [bbvideo=560,315]https://www.youtube.com/watch?LM68hdx-oso[/bbvideo] Last One Standing ">[bbvideo=560,315] [/bbvideo] KILLING SPREE! 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