07-16-2016, 09:57 PM
Character name: Jaxon
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Curious
Description: A tall male (6 foot 3) with a slim toned frame. His skin tone is a light brown, his septum pierced. His eyes are a dark brown and his hair is a curly dark brown, dyed at the tips and roots with a honey brown. He wears a headband that is blue and resembles space, which requires him to tie it rather than the stretchable headband.
Reason: Like most young individuals with a curious mind willing to believe the tales are just hoaxes and something not to be afraid of, he wanders through the forest with a couple of friends. They end up getting lost down the line, but he still has his camera. Maybe there's enough footage to prove the theories wrong.
He hadn't lost track of time. Rather he lost track of his friends. He was positive they were fine though. It wasn't long ago he heard their voices. Of course he called out to them, but they were either attempting to prank him by the tones in which they sounded before. They had a terrible way of screaming in fear. He browsed through the memory of the camera, resting his back on a tree as he waited for them to find him. The tree itself was big and he did send the text off telling them where to meet in case they forgot.
((Hope this is alright.))
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Curious
Description: A tall male (6 foot 3) with a slim toned frame. His skin tone is a light brown, his septum pierced. His eyes are a dark brown and his hair is a curly dark brown, dyed at the tips and roots with a honey brown. He wears a headband that is blue and resembles space, which requires him to tie it rather than the stretchable headband.
Reason: Like most young individuals with a curious mind willing to believe the tales are just hoaxes and something not to be afraid of, he wanders through the forest with a couple of friends. They end up getting lost down the line, but he still has his camera. Maybe there's enough footage to prove the theories wrong.
He hadn't lost track of time. Rather he lost track of his friends. He was positive they were fine though. It wasn't long ago he heard their voices. Of course he called out to them, but they were either attempting to prank him by the tones in which they sounded before. They had a terrible way of screaming in fear. He browsed through the memory of the camera, resting his back on a tree as he waited for them to find him. The tree itself was big and he did send the text off telling them where to meet in case they forgot.
((Hope this is alright.))