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Jason Conway: BioJason Conway: Bio by Ratchet-Halo
Name: Jason Conway
Eye Color: Green
Hair: Short sandy blonde hair
weight: 220 ibs
Likes: Fighting, weight training, protecting people, video games, and a good work out.
Dislikes: Assholes, guns, corruption in government institution, dirty cops, bad movies, and shitty video games
Personality: Relaxed, cool, focused, can worry easily, pessimist.
Attributes: Is skillful in hand to hand combat, he prefers to use Melee weapons espcially his bo staff
Background: Jason was once a rookie cop in the NYPD, who saw the dark side of the police force. Dirty cops using there status to do what they want, whatever they want, cops with no experience getting promoted without much work, bribes. Jason had naively joined the NYPD as he believed he could've made a difference, but the corruption finally brought him down to earth, and so he resigned from the NYPD, and took it upon himself to fight crime his own way. Jason trained vigorously both mental
Sora Corbett: BioSora Corbett: Bio by Ratchet-Halo
Name: Sora Corbett
Occupation: Time agent, Chef
Personality Traits: Focused, serious, honest, blunt, can be self-doubtful of herself, hot tempered, mean, and rude, self-conscious. Perseverance. Can be nice and has a soft side when not focused on her goal, is casual, and practical.
Loves: Alan Hunter
Likes: A good and respectable honest fight, weapons training, getting the job done, cooking, a hard days work, meat sandwiches, a work out, hanging out, reading, writing.
Dislikes: Temperals, jerks, sore losers, people who are “better” then her. The heat, cloudy skies. Cheaters.
Weaknesses: Sora attempts to try to hard when she fights, often leading her to make mistakes. She has self doubts about herself and is always negative if things don't go the way she intends to. Her demon form often makes her drain her energy at a rabid pace, so she can't use it for long. Her emotions can be toyed with, and it can mess her up in
Casey's first Christmas: What is Christmas?Casey's first ChristmasCasey's first Christmas: What is Christmas? by Ratchet-Halo
What is Christmas?
It had felt like a long flight back to her tree house, but Casey had to try to reach her home in time. Luckily for her, the dangerous snow storm had subsided for now,so it made the trip rather smooth, was it luck or fate? Casey rapidly flap her wings gliding through the sky above the winter wonderland that is her forest. The young man was unconscious, he hardly ever opened his eyes and just blabbered in audible stuff. The gash on his arm didn't make the situation any easier for both of them. He was losing blood, and if he lost anymore the situation will be dire. Minutes seemed to be an eternity, her mind only focused on arriving back to her tree house. Casey sighed, almost feeling defeat, it went on forever however the sight of the big tree was finally in her field of vision.
“Thank flora!” She exclaimed, “I'm almost home!” She sighed in relief. She picked up some speed and flew a bit upward to the giant tr
Casey's first Christmas: The long cold nightCasey's first ChristmasCasey's first Christmas: The long cold night by Ratchet-Halo
The long cold night.
The clear blue sky above the delicate green forest had disappeared, in it's place formed thick white clouds blocking the whole skyline. Day turned to night within a matter of minutes, the sun blocked from anyone's view. The forest was prepared to bear the brunt of a cold harsh wind blowing from the south the tree's rattled harshly, a harsh blizzard was at it's doorstep. A young, teenage looking girl with short hair green as the grass, tied to knot on her left head, with clothing made from nature itself, gazed upon her forest from the safety of her tree house. A worried look came across her face, as she looked around her beloved forest with great concern. She sighed, this was nature at work so it eased her a bit, but didn't completely assured her very much. She was obviously worried about her animal friends, those who weren't quite sure how to deal with a storm, much less snow.
The girl's name was Casey Yaraborough, the spirit of
|Hello, I'm opening point commissions since I have alot of free time now. Let me be clear, I don't draw, I can't draw a stickman to save my life. I do however write. I will write for you, in exchange for points, don't worry there really cheap.|
But my writing sucks anyways, I see no reason to commission me lol
Short poems: 1 point
Long Poems: 2 points.
A short chapter: 3 points
A long one: 5 points
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