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Gunnar the Great





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Creator: IamTraunt
Roleplay: The Room
Nickname: Gun, Gunnar

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Name:
You can call him Gunnar. That's all he knows, ever since he lost his memory, that is.

Age:
Twenty-Five, he's guessing.

Gender:
Male.

Species:
Human.

Appearance:
Shortish white hair that sweeps over into a spiky left hand mess, slaty blue eyes, an angular jaw, high cheek bones and a cheeky smile, this boy is sinister yet drop dead gorgeous. 5'9", broad shoulders, firm chest, muscular. He's tough looking.
He wears a deep brown, fitted leather jacket, white t-shirt and jeans. He carries a gun on the right hand side of his jacket, on the inside (it is a symbol, he never uses it. Fear is his motto, not action).

Personality:
He's rough, he's tough, but he's also lost. Deep down inside Gunnar is just dying to know who he is. He is the guy with a rock hard shell, but soft inside. If you crack it, he'll be a good, loyal friend. But that's the thing. He's not easy to crack. Not bothering or making attachments to people, he'll use you, then discarded you. If you have info on him, know about his past, he'll do anything to get it - including threatening you with the gun. Just be wary. His name means a lot.

Abilities/power:
He has had a lot of fun with his power. It doesn't cover strength, flight, change in appearance. No. Gunnar can "null" powers around him. Or, can stop you from using your powers. Remember, he "can" if he wants to. He has the advantage of the battlefield, as he has trained hard to fight and use different weaponry. If you cannot fight hand to hand, you are screwed. (Up to two people's powers he can nullify).

Language:
Universal Galactic Trading Language (UGTL) and Japanese.

Bio:
Gunnar wouldn't have a lot to tell you about his past. He would tell you (if he was forced to) about how he woke up in an alley way with a gun lying beside him and a dead body. Not knowing who killed the guy, he assumed it was him. Afterwards, he tried to find the pieces of his life, but only found more mystery and wonder.
Struggling to understand it all, plus try to start a normal life, he just broke down. Living in a place where nobody knows who you are (preferably Japan), he decided to test out his imagined life. Using the gun to threaten people at banks, he stole his way to success and then set up a club for his kind. All sorts of thieves crowded at his place, Safe House, and soon he had a steady business. He lived the "good life" until he woke up in The Room.

Up for love:
Hmmm... Do you like guns? Then, yes.


akdsjfh you know that feeling where you start writing a scene but then you get bored with the scene so you move on and start writing a different scene and then you get bored with that scene so you move on to an entirely different WIP and then you get bored with that so you move on-
— AceassinOfTheMoon