Post by Barthoulemus “Fable” Jones on Jul 9, 2009 16:50:03 GMT -5
Name: Barthoulemus “Fable” Jones
Age: Old. Old and craggy.
Gender: male
Eye Color: dark green. They appear black.
Hair Color: grey and white. No “silver” here-- it’s greasy and frizzy and pretty much dead, hanging down past his eternally slumped shoulders to the level of where his chest would be if he ever stood upright.
Height: 6’1’’ but then again he stoops, so it’s more like 5’8’’
Weight: 148 lbs
Significant Physical Details: He was quite athletic when he was young, with a built upper body that has turned to loose skin and pained joints with age. He has but one stone-like tooth and wears a permanent scowl upon his wide face. He as no left ear… it looks like it might have been gnawed off—and not all at once, either.
How long have you been Teaching?: N/A
What do you teach?: Teach? No. Librarian.
Sexual Orientation: None. He finds all men obnoxious, and houses an unconditional hatred for anything with remotely feminine features.
Marital Status: married, divorced, married, divorced, married, killed his spouse and her dog.
Children: One. Admitted for life to a mental institution.
Birthday (zodiac optional): He doesn’t celebrate a birthday.
Hobbies: Reading, organizing and re-organizing his precious books, glaring at anything technological—he doesn’t trust “that demonic hardwired confoundary”.
Fears: Even Fable doesn’t remember what his fears are. Witches, maybe? Something about women.
Blood Type: Honestly, he’s so old that most assume his blood has turned to dust by now.
Seriously, Why are you Here: Fable had been living in the castle as a squatter for going on fourty years when Veronique “stole” it. He was transported along with the castle and refused to leave despite the vampires best efforts. He was scary enough the Veronique decided he could stay as the school’s librarian—hell, with a mug like that no book would ever be brought back late. Ever.
Special Abilities: Scaring students and staff alike without even trying, managing to even make a nod if ‘yes’ or ‘no’ seem hateful.
Character History: Anything really important was hit upon above—anything else old Fable could’t remember if he tried.
No fur (except in his nose and ears), and if he ever sparkled it was because Seele blew glitter on him.
Age: Old. Old and craggy.
Gender: male
Eye Color: dark green. They appear black.
Hair Color: grey and white. No “silver” here-- it’s greasy and frizzy and pretty much dead, hanging down past his eternally slumped shoulders to the level of where his chest would be if he ever stood upright.
Height: 6’1’’ but then again he stoops, so it’s more like 5’8’’
Weight: 148 lbs
Significant Physical Details: He was quite athletic when he was young, with a built upper body that has turned to loose skin and pained joints with age. He has but one stone-like tooth and wears a permanent scowl upon his wide face. He as no left ear… it looks like it might have been gnawed off—and not all at once, either.
How long have you been Teaching?: N/A
What do you teach?: Teach? No. Librarian.
Sexual Orientation: None. He finds all men obnoxious, and houses an unconditional hatred for anything with remotely feminine features.
Marital Status: married, divorced, married, divorced, married, killed his spouse and her dog.
Children: One. Admitted for life to a mental institution.
Birthday (zodiac optional): He doesn’t celebrate a birthday.
Hobbies: Reading, organizing and re-organizing his precious books, glaring at anything technological—he doesn’t trust “that demonic hardwired confoundary”.
Fears: Even Fable doesn’t remember what his fears are. Witches, maybe? Something about women.
Blood Type: Honestly, he’s so old that most assume his blood has turned to dust by now.
Seriously, Why are you Here: Fable had been living in the castle as a squatter for going on fourty years when Veronique “stole” it. He was transported along with the castle and refused to leave despite the vampires best efforts. He was scary enough the Veronique decided he could stay as the school’s librarian—hell, with a mug like that no book would ever be brought back late. Ever.
Special Abilities: Scaring students and staff alike without even trying, managing to even make a nod if ‘yes’ or ‘no’ seem hateful.
Character History: Anything really important was hit upon above—anything else old Fable could’t remember if he tried.
No fur (except in his nose and ears), and if he ever sparkled it was because Seele blew glitter on him.