Name: Crow Altain
Age: 18
Personality: Cowardly, Anxious, Paranoid, Perfectionist, Intelligent
Appearance: He's a young looking fella with short, ragged blond hair. He wears a pair of slim black glasses and has an earring with a bullet shell attached to it on his left ear. Crow wears a tight black t-shirt with a stylish leather vest. His jeans are also black and fit nicely against his manly curves. His boots are made of leather as well and add to his flamboyant outfit. And to top it all off, a small top hat rest on his head, styled with a bright red ribbon.
Weapon of choice: Twin 9mm Service pistol with magical enhancement …of course. That enhancement being the element electricity.
Other: Believes in aliens, conspiracies, and usually anything you tell him- Although he is intelligent in some manners- as physics, math, sociology, etc.
-----
"T-This? W-Where a-a-am I?" A voice of but only sheer fear stuttered from atop a tree. This man was intwined in the branches of a large birched tree. just a little way from all the others. He was stuck there, his clothes meshed. "Oh dear GOD. I knew it! One day! ONE day! ALIENS. They came for me! I knew I was too smart for my own good! Should have failed that test but nooooo, I just had to do my best and pass the damn thing. Now they want me for my…" The crazy man rambled on and on, his mouth never ceasing as complaints rolled from his tongue. Fear was etched into his facial creases and features. He really thought he was aboard some mothership and struggled immensely to free himself from the branches hold.