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Please don't post if not us!
Cop x Criminal -Both met in school
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Name: Sage Gender: Male Age: 20 years Appearance: Messy black hair that falls over his eyes that's died a sort of silverish color (he uses it to kinda hide behind but also to look intimidating), golden amber eyes, Very tall (5'10''), very tan skin since he lives out in the streets, lots of scars but the most obvious is one down his left cheek, Very slim and light (About 160 pounds since food is a bit scarce and he works all day but gets paid almost nothing, and isn't treated well at all, Although he's slim he's still muscular (more refined than bulky), gives off an air of power and/or menace, has a low voice that is quiet and scratchy Personality: Very mistrusting because of his backstory, would generally rather be alone than with humans, he comes across as cold/rude/uncaring, he's very blunt and a bit crude, he's very stubborn and an extremely good fighter, when fighting he just jumps in without thinking, very hot-headed with a bad temper, tries not to get too attached to anyone, but once he forms a relationship he is very loyal and protective, he has no qualms about killing anyone/anything if that's needed Weaknesses: Hot-headedness (he often gets hurt or in trouble because of it), he's very untrusting so he doesn't like to accept help, he gets flashbacks (mostly from his father, who he doesn't get along with) from his past which affects him greatly in a very negative way Strengths: Hunting, fighting, very skilled in sneaking around, knows the streets and forests nearby well so he's great at hiding, very quick and agile, very strong Other: Has a disorder that causes the occasional seizure |
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Name:Elizabeth Age:19
Appearance: Slightly wavy brown hair, soft blue eyes, slim but slightly muscular, looks delicate but is far from it, has a scar on her left shoulder blade, 5'8, hair is normally tied up in a ponytail or bun, legs are quite long which is good for running after criminals.
Personality: Persistant, Kind, Humble, Caring, Stubborn, Overachiever, Swift, Good runner, Knows some martial arts, Selfless, Artistic, Perseverant, Determined, Patient, Animal lover, Respectful, Collaborative, Intelligent, Social
Other: Has a dog, Was a dancer as a child |
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Coolio! Anything else before we start? |
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I don't think so! You wanna start us off? |
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Sure, is there any specific way you want to start? Sage getting arrested maybe? |
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Sage was sneaking through a side alley, a bag of apples clutched against his chest. He'd taken them from a store down the street, hoping for a snack he didn't have to pay for, since he didn't exactly have the most money, and he was really hungry. Though, when he heard police sirens, he cursed and took off, bolting down the streets in hopes of not getting caught. He really didn't want to spend any more time in a jail cell than he had to. As he turned the corner though, he pretty much ran straight into a rather large, bulky officer, who had him caught and in handcuffs before he even knew what was happening. He was rather annoyed when they didn't even get the apples off the muddy ground...they just seemed to care about having him stand there, panting while they discussed everything. He'd fought, of course, and was a bit much for the two cops, so he decided he felt good about that at least. |
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Elizabeth sat at the table in the main dinning area of the police department, enjoying a cup of coffee and French toast. Her dog and the department's furry officer Milo lay near the feet of her chair, hoping that she'd drop a piece for him. She chuckled and continued to eat peacefully.
Her radio buzzed, telling her that she would be needed to interrogate a man who was caught stealing. They told her they'd be at the prison in half an hour or so. She cursed under her breath. She wanted to finish her breakfast, but duty called. She pat Milo on the head before grabbing her keys and hopping into her police car. |
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Sage was eventually shoved into the police car, though it took a total of four large men and two dogs, and a lot of effort on their end. Hed taken a bite from one of the dogs on the leg, which was probably why they'd wound up able to get him off his feet enough to get him in the car...but he was rather pleased with himself all the same. He propped his feet up on the steel bars in front of him and sort of just acted like he could care less about it all. He was nervous a bit though, he could admit that. They arrived and hour later than they were supposed to, which brought a slight smirk to his face though. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
