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Corren - 1 through 100 - You did this to yourself.

FUCK YOU *UN-IRONICS YOUR ASK*

UNDER THE FUCKING CUT

1. What do they smell like?

Bad. Do you think their party is able to regularly take showers? I thinketh the fuck not. ... Pine and old books when he can self care tho.

2. What is their voice like?

Listen I know Corren, being taller, would be more likely to have a deeper register but you'll tear "tenor Corren" out of my cold dead hands

3. What is their biggest motivator?

Spite.

4. What is their most embarrassing memory?

When he first met his BFF Alondra, he was so antisocial and good at ignoring people that she actually got the impression he might have been hard of hearing. She never let him live that down. (one day I'll finish this fic i promise)

5. How do they deal with/react to pain?

"I will keep all of my pain in here, and one day I'll die." ... Okay but listen he's squishy so he takes like one hit and is bloodied up. Someone get him a healer. Pls.

6. What do they like to wear?

He likes his cloak. Its weighty and soft(well. WAS soft. got a bit of wear and tear these days.) and like. Who doesnt love cloaks.

7. Which of their relationships have impacted them most positively?

Ohhhhh fuuuccck this one's tough. I might have to go with Torvid honestly. While the entire party has had a positive impact on him(and trust me I was this close to picking Alistair), Torvid's been more of the one to call him out on his bullshit and to, oh I don't know, talk about your emotions? Ever??? Yknow BEFORE they become too much to handle and he absolutely breaks down???

8. What’s the weirdest thing they’ve ever eaten?

Alistair's cooking.

9. Describe the way that they sleep.

Good luck finding him NOT cuddled up with at least one dog. Tbh he just enjoys cuddles in general.

10. What is their favorite food/kind of food?

FUCKIN. GIVE HIM A GOOD STEAK. THIS BOY IS MOSTLY CARNIVORISTIC.

11. What do they feel most insecure about?

As tempted as I am to say "His cooking", it's actually his singing.

12. How do they like to dress?

"Comfort over flashiness tbh. I gotta go ADVENTURING in whatever I wear after all."

"... Also don't you DARE perceive me as cishet."

13. How do they react to feelings of guilt?

Call him a genie because he will BOTTLE THAT SHIT UP.

14. How do they react to/deal with betrayal?

Denial :D

15. What is their greatest achievement?

Shrike: Killing his dad

Me: NOOOOOO

EDIT: WAIT THIS WAS ANSWERED IN Q99 WHAT THE HECK

16. What are they like when they’ve gotten too little sleep?

Somehow more of a dick than usual. Snappy and cranky and just. Mrehhh.

17. What are they like when they’re drunk?

Doesn't get drunk often, but when he does I imagine he's actually giggly and a little clingy. It's cute :)

18. What kind of music do they enjoy?

*Opens my Corren playlist* Oh yeah. It's either full edgy alt rock or indie alt "depressed millenial" tracks.

19. Are they right or left handed?

FFFuuhhhhck uhhhh well

Looking over my old art I can't seem to pick a dominant hand(I've even drawn him handling his sniper with either hand???????????) so like oops guess he's ambidextrous.

20. Fears?

The dark, the ocean, dying alone and forgotten, his friends losing their trust of him

21. Favorite kind of weather?

Rain!!!! Especially cool rain like what people often get in fall months.

22. Favorite color?

Indigo!!!

23. Do they collect anything?

Books :3

24. Do they prefer either hot or cold weather more?

Cold weather by far.

25. What is their eye color?

Electric blue!

26. What is their race/ethnicity?

Well his race is a homebrew race known as Marelienth. Uhhh ethnicity? Idk he's from a mountain town way up north *shrugs*

In human aus I imagine him as half-Mongolian half-Norwegian so ayee

27. Hair color?

Black!

28. Are they happy where they are currently?

No :D He loves adventuring with his party don't get me wrong but he still has a lot of trauma to unpack. ... Also he was just possibly broken up with soooo. :/

29. Are they a morning person?

NOPE.

30. Sunrise or sunset?

*motions to above question* Sunset.

31. Are they more messy or more organized?

More organized, actually!

32. Pet peeves?

*unravels a list. It's all shit the party has done. Mostly Alistair.*

33. Do they own any objects of significant personal importance?

HOOUSIDSJFK- HE- Y-YEAH HE SURE DOES

His amethyst pendant used to belong to his brother, Julian, and he gave it to Corren right before they were separated so you BET it's sentimental as shit and he wears it daily.

34. Least favorite food?

Mecha's usually a great cook but one time trolled him with some absurdly spicy curry he couldn't handle and he's never forgiven them.

35. Least favorite color?

Hmmm. Maybe... yellow?

36. Least favorite smell?

He spent a year with his party in a damp cave and no showers, so uh. I'll give you a guess.

37. When was the last time they cried?

Literally last night in our game's timeline :D Full breakdown and everything!

38. Were they with anybody the last time they cried?

Torvid :D He was there to comfort

39. Tell us about one of the times they got injured?

One time they were in combat and Corren took a few hits and was down to about 2hp or so. He had a temporary level thanks to Kieran, which boosted his HP a little bit. When he teleported them to a safe town, though, well... Torvid was waiting for them so that's cool. But uh. Yeah that temporary level wore off then and there, dropping Corn Cob to exactly 0hp and he just- flopped down face first in the snow and started dying then and there KJNDKLFNSLKN

40. Do they have any scars?

:)

Do you want to talk about the scar over his eye from a fight he got in with his dad or like. The scars on his limbs from the time he was literally experimented on.

41. Do they struggle with any mental health issues?

:)

Undiagnosed+Untreated Anxiety, Depression, DPDR, PTSD, just to name a few

42. Do they have any bad habits?

Running away from his problems, definitely.

43. Why might someone dislike them?

He's a pretentious nerd. He can be a dick if he doesn't care about you.

44. Why might someone love them?

He's an adorable nerd! He's a hopeless romantic and oddly enough an optimist. He's passionate and driven too!

45. Do they believe in ghosts?

Well ghosts are like- a canon proven thing in his world sooo. Yeah.

46. Is there anyone they would trust with their lives?

His party. Well- most in his party.

47. Are they romantically interested in anyone?

Nethyl :)

48. Are they dating/married to anyone?

He's dating Nethyl and they're in a happy and healthy relationship :) *politely ignores canon*

49. Do they like surprises?

NO >:(

50. When is their birthday?

Heroya 5th! I think. I don't wanna check, assume it's this.

51. How do they usually celebrate their birthday?

"You guys celebrate your watchdays?"

Jokes aside, he mainly just treats himself to a nice dinner and a new book or something :)

52. Do they have any family?

Two older siblings: Julian and Mila. His parents are Andreas and Fanya!

53. Are they close to their family?

... *Coughs*. He was close with his siblings, but Mila died and he hasn't seen Julian in 30 years. Was close with his dad but last time they saw each other, they fought and Corren might have killed him so. ... Yeah. :/

54. What is their MBTI type?

FUCK uh. I... N... T... J? INTJ. Sure.

55. What is their zodiac sign?

In Sekrezia: The eagle

In our world: Uhhh. Idk. Capricorn????

56. What Hogwarts House would they be in?

Uhhh. Ravenclaw??? I know almost nothing about HP :/

57. What D&D alignment are they?

THIS ONE'S EASY- lawful neutral!

58. Do they ever have nightmares? If so, what about?

:)

Used to have typical nightmares, nothing special. Nowadays though he often dreams of being underwater. Not drowning, though. It's... weird. He doesn't like those.

59. What are their views on death?

He's a necromancer lol.

Death is inevitable, though. It's a necessary part of life. Death is not an entire loss, though. One lives on in the memories others carry of them, in the love they hold in their hearts. Death is complicated, but that's okay.

60. What is something that they’re sure to laugh at?

Alistair :)

61. When bored, how do they pass time?

Dog time :)

62. Do they enjoy being outside?

... Ehhhhhh?

63. Do they have an accent?

Technically??? It's an accent from where he's from but like. I just barely tweak my own voice when I rp him so? Damn Corren I'm sorry you've been cursed with east coast dialect.

64. Upon seeing a slice of chocolate cake, what is their first reaction?

"Damn who's the rich bastard here?" (cake is kinda a delicacy in their world- not like elites only but not NEARLY as common as it is here)

65. If they knew they were going to die, what would they do/say?

Reassurance mode to whomever he's with. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm okay. Remember what I told you, death is a natural part of life, yeah? I don't have any regrets, I'm okay... Just. Thanks. For giving me a chance. Thank you. Thank you."

66. How do they feel about sex?

I SWEAR he's allosexual. I'm just bad at writing allosexuals.

67. What is their sexuality?

He doesn't really know how to pin it down, so he just calls himself "queer". Definitely not straight, that's all he knows.

68. Do they become squeamish at the sight of blood?

AHAHA no. He's hella desensitized

69. Is there anything that they find really gross?

Skulking cyst. Look it up at your own volition. It's. NO.

70. Which TV Trope(s) best describes them?

It's 12:21 in the morning and I'm NOT about to scroll through a bunch of tv tropes just. just. NERD stereotype.

71. Do they enjoy helping people?

Yyyyes? Only really if it's the people he cares about.

72. Are they allergic to anything?

Bullshit.

73. Do they have a pet?

WINGTHARA!! HIS SKELE-DOG!!!

74. Are they quick to anger? What are they like when they loose their temper?

Oh yeah he's all bark and no bite. He usually just throws a little fit and/or yells.

75. How patient are they?

More than he should be :/

76. Are they good at cooking?

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

77. Favorite insult? Do they insult people often?

Oh yes he insults the others all the time. No particular favorite, he likes so spice it up.

78. How do they act when they’re particularly happy?

Stim. Stim. Stim. His eyes get all sparkly and he. He.

79. What do they do when they learn about other people’s fears?

He will do everything in his power to assure they won't ever have to deal with their fears alone- You afraid of spiders? It's his job to get the spiders from now on so you won't have to deal with them.

80. Are they trustworthy?

Oh yeah. He's like Rapunzel- doesn't break promises.

81. Do they try to hide their emotions? Are they good at it?

Oh yes he tries to hide it. And yes, he's awful at it.

82. Do they exercise regularly?

Yes and no? No like- exercise regimen, but the amount of travelling and fighting they do is just- a workout in and of itself

83. Are they comfortable with the way they look?

Yeah! He's cute and he knows it baybie!!!

84. What are some physical features that they find attractive on people?

He,,, he likes someone who's physically stong,,, Muscles are,,, aaaaa >///>

85. What kind of personalities do they find attractive?

Someone he can nerd out with :)

86. Do they like sweet foods?

Impartial to it. He won't turn sweets away but he's not crazy about them either.

87. What is their age?

43, the equivalent of- I think someone in their mid 30s?

88. Are they tall or short or somewhere in between?

He's 6'8" :) Which is actually normal for his race

89. Do they wear glasses or contacts?

Sometimes! I like to think he has reading glasses or something like that.

90. Do they consider themselves attractive?

HE'S CUTE AND HE KNOWS IT.

91. What is their sense of humor like?

Julian tainted his sense of humor and now he finds the most dumb shit hilarious. Think very millenial/GenZ humor like "I wish I was Jared, 19"

92. What mood are they most often in?

"I don't get paid enough for this" or Fear.jpg

93. What kinds of things anger them?

People who don't keep their FUCKING WORD. Oh and like. Yknow. Half the shit his party does.

94. Outlook on life?

Again he's??? Oddly an optimist? In the "Things will get better and that is a fucking THREAT" way, but still optimist!

95. What kind of things make them sad/depressed?

Talk about his family :) Or the fact that his boyfriend might want him dead :)

96. What is their greatest weakness?

He's squishy as fuck. He goes down easy.

97. What is their greatest strength?

He's extremely intelligent and great with magic and his sniper!

98. Something that they regret?

Not doing more to stop his brother when he tried to resurrect their sister

99. Biggest accomplishment?

Either convincing an entire town his name is Torren or accidentally convincing some very OP people that he's secretly a dragon.

100. Create your own!

FUCK YOU I SPENT LIKE 2 HOURS ON THIS. NO PROOFREAD. IVE ALREADY DESIGNED CORREN'S AND NETHYL'S HYPOTHETICAL KIDS. ANYWAYS THEY'RE TWIN IRINAGA AND I'VE NAMED THEM AFTER THE DNDADS TWINS: THEIR NAMES ARE LARK AND SPARROW.

#LONG POST #LONG LONG POST #Corren #FUCK YOU DREWSKI <3

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ODELL SHORT

DREW

“Do we have to go? I rather stay home with you, do a little recap of our day, have you massage my back, I’ll massage yours and do a little Netflix and chill shit at the end,” I could see his reflection from the mirror as he played with his blonde curls, twisting them between his fingers. The curve of his lip indicated a sly smirk and that his mind was in the gutter. I hadn’t seen him in over a week and instead of spending our time together, we’re going to a little get together by a few mutual friends and he hates it. I’ve had to literally force him to get ready and even so, he’s made every attempt to distract me and have me like putty in his hands.

“As tempting as that sounds, I think we should both pass and get some air, see some people. We have more than enough time now that it’s offseason. I get to harass you all the time, rub my feet against your face and take you to Ming’s nail salon so you can hear what the girls say. Trust and believe you’re going to be annoyed with me,” I said as I finished slicking my hair back into the neatest bun imaginable. My hair was naturally coily and thick. Luckily for me, gel was my best friend and actually helped tame down my wild mane. Albeit it might’ve took me thirty minutes to do a simple hairstyle, I was able to do it and that’s all that mattered to me.

“Which could possibly be true but since it is you, I have no problem tolerating it with your fine ass,” Heat immediately rushed to my cheek as I shook my head at his flirtation. If I wasn’t so headstrung he would’ve had his way for sure. “Come on, the later we arrive, the longer we’re going to have to stay,” he whined.

“Boy, these are your friends too, stop being a baby. I’m going to tell Ben you were talking shit about him,” I mumbled, grabbing my Chanel crossbody and slinging it against my shoulder. The mention of Ben himself immediately got his attention as he stood up and grabbed his red Supreme crossbody and tossed it over his body. He never left the house without it. Him and his murse.

“You wouldn’t dare,” he pulled me back by my belt loop, my back slamming into his rock-hard chest. His hands wrapped around my waist as his minty breath tickled the nape of my neck.

“I just might, just to see what you would do,” I teased, turning around while still in his grasp. His lips meshed into mine as his tongue lightly grazed against mine, causing a slight moan to purr from my lips.

“Yeah, we’re leaving early without a doubt,”

“Aye, look what the cat done dragged in! if it isn’t Mr. & Mrs. Beckham, how nice is it for you to grace us peasants with your royal presence. If only I can grow up to be like you two one day,” Ben had opened the door for us and as usual, it wouldn’t make sense if he didn’t have a smart-ass remark to accompany his greeting.

“Your mama definitely dropped you a couple of times,” I laughed. I playfully pulled him into a tight hug, rocking him back and forth. “But it is a-okay because we love you,” I giggled.

“Nah, ya mama might love you but not I,” Odell murmured, stepping inside. Their little brotherly banter was always something to just sit back and admire. It was hard finding genuine people to be around nowadays and for Odell’s sake, I was glad that he could count on Ben without a doubt. Ben immediately turned around and started to come for him in the only way he knew how to show love.

“And fuck you and whoever sold you on that Supreme satchel my nigga,” he said, pushing him forward a little.

“Your mama gave it to me for Christmas,” O remarked.

“You two together are a comedy show. I’m going to go find Kory. Please don’t get into any trouble while I’m away,” They simply threw a cheesy smile over their shoulder and scurried away while my nose followed the sweet-smelling scent that was coming from the kitchen. I’ve missed Sunday dinner for the past month, and I had to make it a mission to come out and surprise my friend. This was a tradition and now that the gang is all back together, it only makes sense to reconnect. “Is that my baby mama?” I squealed.

“Drewski!” Kory spun on the heels of her feet to meet me halfway as we both stopped to compliment each other on what we liked about each other’s outfits. “It takes wild child Odell for you to swing by and finally bring your ass in for some good ole’ southern cooking,” she sassed.

“Now you know I would never miss your cooking. But, it just didn’t feel right without him. You would’ve done the same if Ben wasn’t here so save it. And don’t act like I didn’t see your ass every week,” I reasoned.

“And so what!? I have a reason to be stingy with my friends, especially you,”

“Well I’m here so no more tears. Odell and Ben are probably in the living room cutting each other’s asses per usual. I bought banana pudding and I made a vanilla cake too so unfortunately you have no choice but to love on me,” I laughed, placing the bag on the counter. I quickly went to the sink to wash my hands before carefully putting the dessert inside of the fridge and placing the vanilla cake on top of its cake stand, marveling at how well I put that together in such a short time.

“Wash your hands boys!” By 9PM, the rest of the gang had arrived. Chanel and Sterling, Adrian and Bailey, Karreuche and Vic and the honorary single individuals- Kelsie and Juan. While the fellas sat and talked about the past season, I helped set the table with the girls and placed down the array of different foods. It felt like a taste of thanksgiving or our annual friendsgiving. Of course, we were a group of friends that loved to eat and wouldn’t pass up another opportunity to eat.

“Hold up now, y’all ain’t finna eat without my baby here at the table, slow your roll!” I busted out laughing from the kitchen as I finished drying my hands off. Odell either really missed me or he wasn’t going to let not a soul eat without myself being present.

“I’m coming, just grabbing the pitcher from the fridge,” I yelled, cutting the lights on in the hallway. “Rum punch and heavy on the punch,” I sat the concoction down in the middle of the table, sitting down opposite of Odell at the end of the table.

“Let’s all join hands,” Chanel said. I reached across to hold O and Kory’s hands, bowing my head as Chanel led the prayer. A round of Amen’s permeated the area once done and we all lifted our head with a smile as we each grabbed a dish to take something from. Odell grabbed the pitcher and poured a generous amount in both he and I’s cup before grabbing my plate to pick and plate what he knew I would eat. I sat back and watched, so enthralled by the fact that that’s my man. We’ve been together for about 3 years and if anyone would have told me I would be in a relationship with a world-renowned football player who has blonde tresses and dances about on a field? I would laugh; no matter how corny that sounds. But if you were to tell me I would be with my best friend I would be more open to that idea.

“So what has everyone been up to? Anyone engaged, pregnant, cheating? What’s the deal?’ Kelsie asked.

“Well, I didn’t want to say anything until I reached a certain point, but you guys are family and I would like to announce, me and Sterling are expecting!” Chanel exclaimed, placing sonogram photos on the table.

“Chanel, please do not lie,” I said, standing up to inspect the photos, my mouth dropping once I read the information to be correct. “Oh my God, we’re pregnant!” I yelled, hugging the both of them tightly.

“No, you are not pregnant, Drew. Unless, you’re trying to drop some hints,” Ben said as he shook hands with Sterling.

“She’ll be pregnant tonight if she keeps up that same energy. Congratulations, brother. Chanel you’ll be an amazing mother and of course I will be the Godfather, don’t even have to ask,” Odell said, smirking a little to gauge the reaction out of everyone else. His bottom grill shinning bright in the dim lighting of the living room.  

“That’s my godson in there loading,” Adrian said with a mouthful of food.

“Hush your mouth, Adrian. How do you know it’s not a girl?” Bailey questioned. At this point I had forgotten about the food and was so wrapped up in the excitement of a baby being added to the clang, but as for guys, they were masters of multitasking. This was almost as good as Football Sunday for them.

“Do you know the sex?” I asked.

“I won’t know for another two weeks. But I’ll honestly be happy with whatever God chooses to bless us with,” she smiled, lifting her shirt a bit to show her protruding belly.

“The audacity of you to not even give a bitch a hint. Knowing damn well I saw your ass two weeks ago and I offered you some mimosas too. Crazy,” I laughed.

“I know, that’s why I had to say something. You know I love you and yes, I will need your help planning this baby shower,”

“Well of course,” I smiled, kissing her cheek.

“Now that all that baby news is out of the way, let’s kindly go back to eating this delicious food that was made. You know I don’t like being the center of attention,” Chanel said as she took a bite out of the chicken.

“Says the Victoria Secret model,” Juan said, causing us all to laugh.

I returned back to my seat and immediately went for the macaroni. I grew up with southern parents so soul food and anything with seafood was a must for us. I could never not have have some on my plate, whether it was a side or my main dish. “Check your phone,” O said. He had been sending me bedroom eyes all night and even before we left. Flipping my phone back on its back, I slid my thumb over the message and unlocked it with my fingerprint. In its signature font read the message:

You want a baby?

I’ll give you that right now, whatever you want.

I hope you had enough sleep and rest while I was gone, I’m tearing that ass up.

I want dessert.. fuck the food.

My jaw dropped and I quickly locked my phone before Kory could see. The boyish grin that adorned his face was enough to make me combust. I have never been in a relationship where after years of dating, flirting is still a main priority. He makes it seem like he’s still courting me and it gives me butterflies no other man could do. None.

“Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself,” I snickered, taking a sip of the mixed rum drink.

“I would like to share it with you but you runnin’ from a nigga,” he mumbled, reaching over to feed me a piece of the spicy rice.

“I’m not.. I just wanted to finally be around everyone and just enjoy it you know. I got you, I promise,” I laughed.

“Yeah, yeah, my ass,” he grumbled, leaning back in his seat as he watched me eat. “The way you slurping on those noodles I want to see you do that on my d-“

“SO GUYS, where are we going this year for vacation? With Chanel being pregnant now, I don’t think anywhere too far is a good idea. Hawaii?” I spoke up before he could utter the word and have everyone in the group realize how sexually frustrated, he is. It turned me on just knowing that he was able to withhold himself for so long and wait till he came back just to have me all to himself. I know how lonely it can get on the road, but he never fails me and for that I always go above and beyond as he deserves it.

“Turks and Caicos isn’t too far away either,” Sterling said, as the general conversation shifted. Thank God.

I caught a quick glimpse of his cunning smirk before he downed the rest of the drink.

“Ben, stop fucking around and wash these dishes. Hot girl summer is here, and you guys lost that round of Uno,” Everyone could hear Bailey yell at Ben as she stood at the entrance of the kitchen to watch him. She was definitely the mom of the group.

“Has anyone seen Odell?” I asked.

“Last I seen him he was heading to the balcony. Go get him tiger,” Kory smirked. I shook my head and grabbed the bottle of Moscato off the table and traipsed towards the back where the faint scent of his cologne led me to his whereabouts. He was overlooking the city view as he leaned against the railing. I placed the bottle of alcohol on the floor and quietly crept towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head on his broad shoulders. It seemed like a sigh of relief came from his lips as he purposely turned around and held me against him.

“Did you know a hug that lasts about 20 seconds produces a hormone called oxytocin that has a positive effect on the body and mind? That’s why I want to hug and cuddle so much,”

“I thought it was because a nigga smelled good. But something to that effect,” he laughed.

“Well you do and I’m sorry I’ve been teasing you all night,” I pouted, my lips puckering up. “Give me kiss.. I’ll make it up to you right now,” I said, tugging on his beard.

His eyes widened at my promise and he immediately dropped his head down to meet my awaiting lips. His soft lips enveloped mine, sucking on my bottom lip so tenderly it almost left me weak in the knees. If he didn’t have his hands wrapped around my waist to catch me, I surely would have fell. My tongue danced against his as I gripped onto his t-shirt, wrapping my legs around his waist. “The guest bedroom and make sure you lock the door this time,” I whispered.

#I'm a little rusty but here's nada #send them request in

[tarnishedhalo]

BASIC.

FULL NAME. Andrew Michael Riley NICKNAME. Andy {super selective}, Riley, Snarky, Duck {do not ask}, Six, Falcon 2, Drewski, “Morning” “T-Rex” “DTTAH” {pro: DATA} BIRTHDAY. 4 April ETHNIC GROUP.  Caucasian NATIONALITY.  American (Irish Descent) LANGUAGE.  English, Gaelic, Latin, Russian, select phrases in Cantonese, Mandarin, Japanese, Swahili, French,  Farsi, Farsi Dari, Arabic, Pushtu  {and can cheat} SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Heterosexual, Heteroromantic {+That one time} RELATIONSHIP STATUS. {Verse dependent} Married/Engaged/Committed CLASS. Upper Middle Class HOME TOWN / AREA. Brooklyn, New York City, New York. CURRENT HOME. {verse dependent} House in Tennessee, Apartment in Brooklyn PROFESSION. {verse dependent} Retired USAF PJ, NYPD Detective, MPD Detective, SHIELD Strike Leader, LAPD SWAT, Professional Alcoholic

PHYSICAL.

HAIR. Coffee Brown (occasionally leaning blonde depending on the sun exposure) EYES. Hazel Green NOSE. short, pointy FACE. Triangle/Heart shaped like his sister LIPS. thin upper, full lower COMPLEXION.  Often Tan because of being outdoorsy, freckled, and sometimes pasty as fuck (Irish) BLEMISHES. Mole on right cheek near his nose, mole just above his right eyebrow, mole above left eyebrow. Missing: One 3/4th Leg. If Found, Please Return To Owner., Crows Feet, Laugh lines. SCARS. –Knife wound, left pec just below shoulder – Right Leg from amputation – Mid back to hips: Surgical scars  – Left knee – Left Bicep Knife Scar TATTOOS. Unit Insignia right bicep, heart ring finger of left hand, Hawaiian Islands right back shoulder, Inside left wrist “SPQR” and Laurel Leafs PIERCINGS. Closed over. HEIGHT. 6ft3 WEIGHT: 195-205 lbs BUILD.  Athletic/Muscular, 18 inch biceps, 45 inch chest, 34 inch waist, 36 inch inseam ALLERGIES.  Rye Bread USUAL HAIR STYLE. High and Tight, spikey, too much hair product USUAL CLOTHING. Jeans, tanker boots, tee shirts and flannel for casual, tailored suits and ties for work

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR. Becoming wheel-chair bound, losing a loved one, intimacy ASPIRATION. Growing old and happy: being a good husband, being a good father, finally winning King’s Tourney POSITIVE TRAITS. Loyal af, Courageous, Energetic, Independent, Romantic, Generous, Adventurous NEGATIVE TRAITS. Bitter, Cynical, Possessive, Impatient, Egotistic, Jealous, Impulsive, Anger management issues VICE HABIT.  Professional Alcoholic, Drug-Addict, Adrenaline Junkie FAITH.  Roman Catholic {lapse} GHOSTS? Sure. AFTERLIFE?  Yep REINCARNATION? Unfortunately ALIENS? I’ve met them. Like us, they’re Dicks. POLITICAL ALIGNMENT. Libertarian (Constitutionalist, Classic Conservative) ECONOMIC PREFERENCE. Free Market Capitalism SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION. Classic Libertarianism EDUCATION LEVEL.  High School Graduate, Associates Degree in Criminal Justice

FAMILY.

FATHER.  Rear-Admiral Brian Riley MOTHER.  Kimberly Gallagher-Riley  SIBLINGS. Elizabeth Riley EXTENDED  FAMILY.  Seren Taylor {Riley}, Noah Taylor {Riley}, Baz Barton, Jay Morgan {Specter}, Aspen Gauthier, Brian Gamble, Darcy Lewis, Julian Brassard NAME MEANING.   Andrew: English form of the Greek name Ανδρεας (Andreas), which was derived from ανδρειος (andreios) "manly, masculine"

Michael: From the Hebrew name מִיכָאֵל (Mikha'el) meaning "who is like God?".

HISTORICAL CONNECTION. None {MCU Canon Character}

FAVOURITES.

BOOKS.  The Prince by Machiavelli, Anything by Edgar Rice Burroughs, Golden Age Scifi, Adventure and Fantasy, Comic Books {mun here. Truth be told, and if I am dead by tomorrow you know who to blame, but Riley actually reads and has an extensive collection of Historical, Cop and Soldier themed trashy romance novels} MUSIC. Blues, Folk, Country, Classic Rock DEITY. The Judeo-Christian God HOLIDAY.  Independence Day, Thanksgiving MONTH. June SEASON.  Summer PLACE.  Free-Fall WEATHER. I will take anything that isn’t snow SOUND.  "I love you”, “Daddy.”  and in certain circumstances, “Andrew” SCENT.  Motor or gun Oil, Leather. Green Growing things, the air right before rain.  TASTE.  Whiskey, Coffee, Rare Steak, Dark Chocolate and Salted Caramel {Turtle Again: He insists that I put this so we’ll just leave it at, the results of Oral Gratification and I am now firing myself as his mun} FEEL. Wound Steel or Nickle Strings under his fingertips. The soft feel of hot skin.  The memory of not being in constant pain. ANIMAL. Dog are nice.  Number.  1330, 7, 2, 3 Colour:  Blue, Sunsets, Her Eyes

EXTRA.

TALENTS. Music, Trouble, Literal Mind Reading, Cooking BAD AT. Relationships, People, Intimacy, Self-control TURN ONS. Intelligence, Long Legs, That Spot on the Back of His Neck TURN OFFS.   His ex Wife HOBBIES. Singing/playing guitar, shade-tree mechanics, fixing things, cooking, Shooting at the Gun Range, Medieval Recreationism, Comic Books, Scifi Conventions TROPES. The Snark Knight, Mr Vice Guy AESTHETICS. Blue Skies. Wings. Hawks. Guns. Guitars, Cigarettes burning in ashtrays and half-drank tumblers of whiskey, 

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC. Karl Urban ALT  FC. none OLDER  FC.   none YOUNGER  FC.     VOICE  CLAIM.  Speaking: Karl Urban, Singing: Ryan Adams

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