02-16-2015, 03:47 AM
Name: Keith Bulent
Age: 26
Race: Human
Height: 6'2
Weight: 200 lbs.
Build: Partially buff with a lean athletic build. Keith has short brown hair that occasionally curls up at the top with deep blue eyes. His hair is a medium brown. He has an array of tattoo's on his arms, more so on his right and can be usually seen wearing a white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up and khaki boots and camo pants that shed a little light on his military tours.
They had crashed inside the place fast and simple, but rather than being rushed with water of which the said liquid had only touched him briefly, him and a few others had found themselves and the plane crashing through a jungle. Keith had fallen out, but thanks to a parachute strapped to his back, he had landed in the trees nearby. He landed down onto the wet ground with a long knife drawn and his walkie-talkie brought to his face.
"If anyone can hear, now's a good time to respond." He began cutting through a few leaves to clear a path out in an effort to make it towards the plane crash before the sun set, which was not too far off.
Age: 26
Race: Human
Height: 6'2
Weight: 200 lbs.
Build: Partially buff with a lean athletic build. Keith has short brown hair that occasionally curls up at the top with deep blue eyes. His hair is a medium brown. He has an array of tattoo's on his arms, more so on his right and can be usually seen wearing a white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up and khaki boots and camo pants that shed a little light on his military tours.
They had crashed inside the place fast and simple, but rather than being rushed with water of which the said liquid had only touched him briefly, him and a few others had found themselves and the plane crashing through a jungle. Keith had fallen out, but thanks to a parachute strapped to his back, he had landed in the trees nearby. He landed down onto the wet ground with a long knife drawn and his walkie-talkie brought to his face.
"If anyone can hear, now's a good time to respond." He began cutting through a few leaves to clear a path out in an effort to make it towards the plane crash before the sun set, which was not too far off.