What is your name?
Pedro-Kantor
How old are you?
35
What Gender are you? (For souls also put hosts age)
Human Bio-Titan Mark III
Where do you hail from? (Humans only)
York
Are you part of the resistance?( Humans Only)
Yes
What are you like? (3rd person personality and psychological profile required)
Pedro is a quite soldier, who tends to keep to himself, but will interact with comrades and friends. When in battle, will meet the enemy head-on. Will put himself at risk to protect others, even if ordered to fall back. Carries the GAU-8 Avenger Gatling Gun with High-explosive and Armour Penetrating Rounds. Also carries two Double edged Bowie Knifes for any hand-to-hand combat, or stealth work that is required of him. He does prefer to kill from distance though. Suffers from a broken heart, but as of yet, as not revealed to anyone why. Does however, if prompted, or the circumstances are right, will talk about his feelings. Once, he has let people in, he is a very good person to know.
What has occoured in your life?(Comprehensive history/biography. minimum 4 paragraphs of around 4 sentences of 10-30 words per sentence) If you struggle to meet this requirement please PM an admin and we will make exceptions in the most dire cases.
Mother: Died in the first Soul attack
Father: MIA
Brother: KIA with the resitance
Wife: Classified
Children: Classified
Pictures( minimum of three, links posted between these each time :[img][/img])

Pictures must be of a celebrity and you must check other Apps to see if that celebrity is free
Play by(Name of the celeb you are using)
Orlando Bloom
About the real you.
My real name is David, I live in Scarborough, North Yorkshire. I'm 21 years old with Brown Hair and Blue eyes. Am 6'1" tall, and am quite well built, but not muscular. I also have a one year old son, who lives with his grandma.
2 paragraphs long RP sample
-Grinned humourlessly, as I felt the kick of the recoil as the GAU-8 opened up, ripping holes the siize of a mans fist into the wall of the Souls compund-Knock, knock scumbags.-Starts to advance slowly, as the casings patter onto the ground around my feet and kicks my way in through the weakened wall-
-Souls swarm at me, and I let my empty gun hang loose near my chest and draw the two bowie knives I've always carried. I start to open up throats and guts.-For Humanity-I shout as i battle my way in towards the cells where my comrades are being held captive, to be turned into souls.-
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