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- Give-No-Fucks
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- Male
- Transgender
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- Horror, Paranormal, Comedy, Action, Magical, Fantasy, Modern, School, and Romance.
He is an assasin out who is suppose to capture then her... however something manages to make him not be able to go through with it. He winds up becoming her protector from his collegues and his boss.
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-Quick Character Info-
Name: Dean Ryan Johnson
Age: 21
Height: 6 foot
Body type: Althetic/muscular however he doesnt look like he is on steroids XD
Personality: Mysterious, Tough, Caring, May seem a little hard on the outside but on the inside he is actually a softy. Does this to protect himself. Doesnt let people in easy due to his past, stubborn, short tempered, sarcastic, more respectful towards women.
Looks: (Pic below)
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"Dean, the boss will see you now..." Dean's collegue Thomas said poking his head out of the door. Dean was sitting in the chair with his elbows on his knees and just thinking for quit a while. He let out a sigh and looked at the red headed man before him, then eventually stood up, giving the man an expressionless look, "Fine." He said flatly and walked past him heading toward the bosses front door. He grabbed the cold metal knob, turned it then pushed the door opened. Sure enough there he was. His middle aged slightly overweight boss. Sometime he didnt understand why or how THIS guy managed to run this entire buisness. Though despite his look he was an evil master mind. The man was quit short, especially compared to Dean (although almost everyone was) fat and partially bald. The boss was known as Alfredo. Alfredo turned around and smiled at the site of his best assasin, "Dean! How are you my boy?"
Dean smirked slightly, he was really the closest thing he had have as a father. He has raised him ever since his parents died when he was 10. "I am good Alfredo. So what do you have for me?" He walks up to the clattered desk which had a bunch of files. Alfredo grabbed the top one of the stack and handed it over to Dean, who grabbed it and began skimming it.
Alfredo clears his throat and scratches his chin, "This woman is bad news, I want you to take her out."
Usually Dean did take his word for it but sometimes he wondered, if what he or they were doing was right. He sighed then shut the file, he figured he shouldnt question him after all the things he has done for him, "Understood sir." Dean replies moving his black bangs away from his surprisingly iris colored eyes.
*Writers Note: Wanna join this RP? Just message me and ask ^^*
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-Quick Character Info-
Name: Dean Ryan Johnson
Age: 21
Height: 6 foot
Body type: Althetic/muscular however he doesnt look like he is on steroids XD
Personality: Mysterious, Tough, Caring, May seem a little hard on the outside but on the inside he is actually a softy. Does this to protect himself. Doesnt let people in easy due to his past, stubborn, short tempered, sarcastic, more respectful towards women.
Looks: (Pic below)
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"Dean, the boss will see you now..." Dean's collegue Thomas said poking his head out of the door. Dean was sitting in the chair with his elbows on his knees and just thinking for quit a while. He let out a sigh and looked at the red headed man before him, then eventually stood up, giving the man an expressionless look, "Fine." He said flatly and walked past him heading toward the bosses front door. He grabbed the cold metal knob, turned it then pushed the door opened. Sure enough there he was. His middle aged slightly overweight boss. Sometime he didnt understand why or how THIS guy managed to run this entire buisness. Though despite his look he was an evil master mind. The man was quit short, especially compared to Dean (although almost everyone was) fat and partially bald. The boss was known as Alfredo. Alfredo turned around and smiled at the site of his best assasin, "Dean! How are you my boy?"
Dean smirked slightly, he was really the closest thing he had have as a father. He has raised him ever since his parents died when he was 10. "I am good Alfredo. So what do you have for me?" He walks up to the clattered desk which had a bunch of files. Alfredo grabbed the top one of the stack and handed it over to Dean, who grabbed it and began skimming it.
Alfredo clears his throat and scratches his chin, "This woman is bad news, I want you to take her out."
Usually Dean did take his word for it but sometimes he wondered, if what he or they were doing was right. He sighed then shut the file, he figured he shouldnt question him after all the things he has done for him, "Understood sir." Dean replies moving his black bangs away from his surprisingly iris colored eyes.
*Writers Note: Wanna join this RP? Just message me and ask ^^*
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