It certainly didn't help me notice it. I really need to check the whole thing more often.
Anyway working on something now.
EDIT!
Name: Monk McOldasfuck
Gender: Stiff
Age: 89 years old.
Race: Human
Class: Black Belt
Powers:
Fight
Build Up
Run
Item
Likes: Naps, reminiscing about the past, punching things, tea.
Dislikes: Loud people, the anti-geriatric, people who think they can't die.
Backstory: Monk had spent most of his life being taught by the monastery how to fight and never once in his life had ever found a good reason to do so. Looking back on his barren and nonviolent existence he began to feel bitter and started punching things for no good reason. And it felt good. He soon found there were many people who deserved a punch, but just hadn't come around his way, and so he sook to leave behind the boredom of normal monkitude and start delivering the beatdowns to the proud who deserve it.
Appearance: Tall, bald, black belt gi, rather large beard-pure white, big gray eyes, and large scarred fists.
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Time to bust out the glow sticks!
Last edited by Overcast; 12-03-2010 at 09:56 PM.
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