Name: Kieth John Rowland
Gender: Male | Age: 38 | Birthday: June 5th, X353 |
Zodiac: Gemini | Sexuality: Bisexual | Allignment: Neutral evil |
Special Characteristics:
When greatly injured or in moments of minimal self-control, John's eyes darken into a pure black with orange irises as his skin pales and fangs slide down into where his canines would have otherwise been. In most situations, John can keep this facet of himself under control, but it may slip out every now and again depending on the situation.
Personality:
Born under a summer star, John has known the comforts and warmth of heat. Raised by a loving seamstress and sheriff father, John was well off as a kid. In a happy little frontier town in the deserts of Fiore, they all had a happy little life for each other in their own nuclear town so to speak. From an early age, John was taught to handle a gun from the wild animals his mother warned him about. His father had been adamant on training him with it for that reason, but as John grew older, her concern seemed rather disproportionate for the thread a coyote could pose. Growing up on essentially a ranch house, as everybody did in their town, the cowboy was trained in animal husbandry and thus doesn't particularly mind getting dirty. As someone who grew up on the frontier, John is a skilled hunter and is an excellent cook, preferring his meats medium rare and intolerably spicy due to the shared cultures of the people living in his village as a child.
Due to his upbringing, though, John is not as educated as he wishes himself to be. Sure, he knows how to read and write, but he was never taught math or science or anything fancy like that. In his life and childhood, he never had time for those things between helping out around the farm and everything else that the frontier life encompassed. While he is not a simple man by any means, he just lacks the catalyst that is education to allow his intelligence to shine through. What he lacks in book smarts though, the gunslinger makes up for in street smarts. Growing up around people and in a village like that, he became used to sharing tight quarters and being amiable despite differences and other intolerances. Doesn't mean that he's nice though, as when he got older, his temper grew shorter and he found himself lashing out with verbal quips far too often for his own good.
Due to the events of his childhood, John is both absolutely terrified and enamored by wolves and snakes. He will not hesitate to shoot them on sight even if they aren't bothering him, but he would be cautious and uncomfortable around people displaying any of these traits. Because of his traumatic childhood, John likes to numb the agonizing memories through booze, smokes, and sex. With two of these being very unhealthy for him, his lack of self-preservation and self-destructive tendencies are clear. John would like to consider himself a romantic, but he knows that's not true. He's gotten good at charming people in order to rob them blind right under their noses, but that's about it. He's never around long enough to truly fall in love, but that has nothing to do with actual intercourse. John doesn't have a hard time picking up people at bars, men or women, they all satisfy him the same way.
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General Appearance
Appearance:
Height: 6'4'' | Weight: 215lbs | Hair Color: Dark Brown |
Eye Color: Green/Orange | Skin Tone: Light-Tan | Blood Type: A+ |
Appearance:
John has the features of a rugged man. His posture is somewhat slumped and lazy, but his form is rigid as if he was explicitly used to standing like this. For someone with his posture, the way he walks is remarkably precise in application. He walks in a way that has form, consistency, and cautiousness. If one didn't know any better, they'd think he had military training of some sort. His body is mature and weathered, tan skin nicked with scars and blemishes of all sorts. With his muscular form, John doesn't bother to trim his body hair, he rarely has access to the tools and frankly doesn't really care. It hasn't seemed to bother any of his partners in the past. That being said, his hygiene isn't always the best. While he does have access to hygiene lacrimas, he can sometimes go days before using one when on a job, but that doesn't mean he can't clean up well, because he has done so and will continue doing so when needed for jobs. John doesn't really care about his hair or facial hair, preferring his hair short but beard at a medium length. This can change depending on his current styling desire though.
Set upon a well-defined jawline, John's lips are full and plump. Shaded a dark purplish brown, the compliment his skin tone very well. His teeth are in very good shape for someone who grew up on the Fiorean frontier, mostly white with only a few fillings. His nose is strong, but naturally straight with a sharp instead of bulbous tip. From multiple barfights and other things of that nature, his nose is slightly crooked from being broken more than once and not being set correctly. His eyes are warm and inviting, a friendly verdant green or brown depending on the angle, usually described as hazel however. Blessed with thick lashes, they rival even that of a mascara-wearing woman. As would any other man of his nature, he doesn't particularly pay too much mind to his eyebrows or whatever state they are in, but they stand bushy on a strong brow. His forehead is average and doesn't take away from the presence of his brow. His shoulders are strong and muscular, wide and imposing much like the rest of him.
Guild: Errings Rising Tattoo: Above his right pectoral muscle. Tattoo Color: Black/Orange