Doctress Who wrote:It's funny, because I would count my characters as eccentric.
Now if you really wanted eccentric, I could show you eccentric. But I don't think this RP could take that much eccentricity.
And yes, I'd personally love to see your drawing of characters, Sam :D I always look forward to seeing characters drawn by other artists.
Maybe I'll post my cs from the previous rp and show you eccentric.
Name: Doctor Billiam Beleraphon, Ph.D
Appearance: A tall, dapper fellow who always wears a surgeon’s mask around his neck, despite his outfit, because you never know…Wears a black patch over his right eye due to an accident involving a scalpel during his days at University. The strap of which is overlapped by the reflector band around his forehead (which he also wears incessantly) and cuts diagonally across his matted brown hair. The hair, itself, is speckled with strands of gray, which he doesn’t mind; he believes it serves to remind others of how stressful his profession is. He typically wears a suit with an irritating (as in skin irritation) woolen jacket and a red rose in the front pocket, which clashes violently with the rest of his appearance. Often seen wearing tap shoes and has been known to spontaneously tap dance while performing surgery.
Weapons: Scalpel; the very scalpel, in fact, that was responsible for his lost eye. He swore to tame and master it.
Occupation: Professional Doctor, Physician, and Surgeon.
Military or Civilian: Civilian, though he would hardly consider himself so pedestrian.
Crew Position: Ship Medic
History: Attended a university (which he refuses to name) at the age of twenty to learn the ways of the doctorate and stayed on until he was thirty. His life before then was obscure and he refuses to discuss it as he considers it his “imperfect period;” the time before he was a contributing member of society. Since his graduation, he has opened a private practice in the slums of London, preferring the quiet, tranquil atmosphere provided by the South Londoners to the upstart, noisy, rich and flaunty North Londoners.
When Jonathan Scot assailed the city, Doctor Beleraphon’s office was partially demolished before it was subsequently raided. However, rather than being angered by this, Billiam became enamored with Scot’s flash and politely asked one of the crew who was raiding his practice where he might consort with the captain. Learning what he wished, Beleraphon made for Scot’s ship and offered his professional services.