Character Name: Hodd Briscoe
Character Age: 12
Character love: Male
Nationality: German
PhysicalDescription: Caucasian, Blue Eyes, Pale White Skin, 5'11, German Accent.
Faction: Rook Island Pirates
Backstory: Born in Germany, Hodd had been discretely killing and murdering all of the other students within his school. Hodd was son to Georg and Amalia Briscoe, a rich family whom had become notorious over the ages. Hodd later with the help of mercenaries he had hired, killed his parents and flew to Rook Islands. There he met Hoyt and Vaas, and soon after began commanding pirates around Rook Islands, for the past 4 months Hodd has been responsible for 30% of the killings happening on Rook Islands.
Profession: Piracy, you silly goose.
Equipment:
"Fierce" 1911,
Gator Machete Pro, x6 1911 Magazines, x2 Health Syringes, x2 Earnhardts Purple Tablets(Drugssss)
ImageSanity Levels: Psychopath
Theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwxUgefMStMLocation: Badtown
Yeah man, 12 years old and leading pirates, t'is Rook Islands.
Two pirates approach me and sets down a cage holding a teenage girl. Most likely a run away from Amanaki, I look her over briefly before looking up to one of the pirates. "Let her out." The pirate looks about me and then the girl for a second and sighs, "Fine! I was hoping I could have some fun with her." I look over her again saying, "I never said you couldn't." She's crying, tears streaming down her face. I curl my index finger and lift her chin up with it. I then proceed to wipe a tear from her face, " You know, I knew a girl back home who looked like you... I killed her. " I say to her, growing a grin. Her expression shows that she's now more frightened than she was before, obviously shocked at my age. " You know... " I say as a lick a newly shed tear from his face, " You're rather cute, might I add? " She sobs begging, " Let me go! Tolong biarkan aku pergi! " I stand there, my smirk has faded back into a frown as I look over the two pirates. " You can forget her, gently. And deal with those Rejects, its took long enough... And I need more pretty ladies to please Hoyt, move it! " They look to each other and groan, and look back to me as they grab the girl by her arm and drag her off, by now she's kicking and screaming her expression looking deep into my dreary blue eyes with pure hatred... " Hmmh... " I say, walking off down the streets, 1911 in hand.