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Paxton Easton
Sun Jan 22, 2023 7:26 pmPaxton Easton
Basic Character Information
First Name: Paxton
Middle Name/Initial: N/A
Last Name: Easton
Epithet: The Hollow Savior
Birthdate: September 3rd, 1804
Gender: Male
Species/Race/Tribe: Skyfolk
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Doctor & Tinkerer
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 169 lbs
Hair Style: Short length tousled hair that almost reaches down neck.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Scars: An assortment of them with two on his chest and one on his neck.
Clothing and Accessories: To look more formal Paxton has altered that look of the clothing he’s worn compared to what he would in his younger years and with somewhat softer colors. His upper body consists of a white undershirt that’s covered by a light pink buttoned shirt with rolled up sleeves and a dark red vest finished off by a red bowtie while his lower body consists of a darker red pair of baggy pants and black combat boots to make terrain traveling easier for him while he’s away from his home.
Description: Paxton is an average sized Male Skyfolk with a tanned skin complexion. Physically he's relatively average too only having a slightly more developed muscles than the average Skyfolk due to his history although from a distance one could easily mistake him for a scrawny and fragile person. Being a Skyfolk that means Paxton was born with a pair of wings that stick out from the back of his body but they can't really do much other than look pretty. Alongside his scars some of his other more noteworthy features consist of black tattoos. One from the bottom of his eyes, another from the left side of his torso towards his arm and a final one from his right cheek towards the back of his head, all of which he obtained during his time with a gang on his homeland.
The Past
Main Traits: Durable, Apathetic, Prideful, Adept & Patient
Likes: Apples, Free Time, Technology, Discoveries & Knowledge
Dislikes: Distraction, Control, Being Misunderstood, Political Conflicts & Narrow Mindedness
Unique laugh: Fu-hu-hu
Hometown: Skypeia
Personality: Paxton is a bit lacking in the emotion department as he finds it hard to properly connect with someone as a friend and often talks in a non sympathetic manner. He takes his role of Doctor quite seriously, having been desensitized by most types of wounds he rarely loses his focus or composure when dealing with someone. He has a habit of talking about things from a business perspective and usually does things if it truly benefits him. Contrary to what his profession leads others to believe Paxton is a big advocate of fights as it usually leads to him testing his metal on others including himself, wanting to know what keeps someone up and what causes them to fall in a fight only heightens determination to participate in one. While in a fight himself he often treats it like a sort of test where he keeps track of what works the best against each individual foe and doesn't normally shy away from going a bit overboard against them. If for whatever reason Paxton ends up actually making a friend his personality shifts more towards one of a parent, scolding others for getting themselves into situations that could cause them some irreparable damage to themselves.
- History:
- Being from the Birkan race of Skyfolk Paxton’s knowledge of his people’s origins have always been conflicting as he really did want to have been able to witness the place himself as the stories told to him by all his more aged relatives always intrigued him but it was something that would be forever out of reach due to the destruction of Birka. His family would still hold their own traditions once settling in with others of his race into Skypiea and as such he would use different attire and not have the hairstyles he found weird atop the head of the Skypian people. He for the most part had an average upbringing despite not being a native of his race’s new home and keeping most things to himself.
As he grew older he began taking interest in less safe activities than that of a normal child all behind his parent’s backs. Exploring areas he shouldn’t be and constantly getting hurt by the reckless behavior he would display. Always on a hunt for something new to see and something fun to do, it would eventually lead him into a gang of Birkan misfits who fueled his need for the next big thing. They would often mess with the wildlife of the Shandorian Jungle and Upper Yard and get themselves overall in dangerous situations that sometimes he couldn’t completely avoid. With all the excitement and adrenaline that he’d constantly be subjected to, it all piqued his curiosity and wondered what if someone could fight without worrying about their own injuries since it would take precious time from doing his own things.
Paxton ended up coming to his home less and less and began residing with his group instead for a couple years with his own independence at the age of 16. They would treat each other after all of their scuffles with the animals they harassed as despite the rough exterior they still looked out for one another even if Paxton himself saw it more closely as a transaction, he would get his thrills of the day and in exchange for helping him get his own kicks he would tend to their wounds more than the rest. Eventually becoming quite good at it but things would get more and more complicated the higher his group had set their own ambitions. They would mess with people now the likes of Shandorian Tribes and more well known bandit groups of the area.
Injuries caused by weapons would ultimately be a test for Paxton and quickly found that his way of living could lead to more unsavory outcomes. The group had lost some members as they went on leading to some low group morale, it actually worried Paxton which ended up in him learning more of the advanced treatments to give the injured as he didn’t want his time there to just end. He would ultimately end up being quite useful on the field and would be quite swift in tending to his injured allies but in the end it was all for nothing as once more they had suffered another devastating defeat.
Now in his 20's Paxton began feeling infuriated with himself as nothing he did know actually mattered in the long run and despite his attempts his group would end up disbanding for good. Paxton reached a stump in his life and now he couldn’t continue his endeavors and not only that despite him not being considerably close with anyone he had lost a lot of people. Perhaps if he was good enough all that could’ve been avoided, he would think to himself. Not one to dwell in the past and cry over spilled milk he opted to focus all of his energy and learn more. Reconnecting with his family and admitting to his distasteful way of living and regardless of his past intentions they would still support his new calling. Paxton wanted to someday make a concoction of sorts, one that would ultimately speed up one’s wound healing process but his knowledge was limited. He would end up leaving Skypiea and exploring the world starting off somewhere in the Blue Sea to learn how to make his dream a reality despite how hard and impossible he at times considered it.
Gray
[tracker=/t131-tracker-gray-starks#504]
Name : Gray
Epithet : "The Conqueror"; "Black Fist"
Age : 49
Height : 10'2" (310 cm)
Weight : 1043 lbs (473 kg)
Species/Tribe : Cyborg Human
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Lurking Legend (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Bounty : [ber=r] 5,000,000,000
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.20
Shop Discount : -30%
Balance : [bel] 25,000,000,000
[[strollingdeath]][[baneoftheweak]][[riseandshine]][[childofdestiny]][[freakofnature]]
[[punchoutguru]][[dulcetvirtuoso]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 3990
Re: Paxton Easton
Fri Jan 27, 2023 6:38 am[warn]Please address rule 11 in the General Rules before I can approve this. [/warn]
Heartsmith wrote:Paxton Easton
Basic Character Information
First Name: Paxton
Middle Name/Initial: N/A
Last Name: Easton
Epithet: The Hollow Savior
Birthdate: September 3rd, 1804
Gender: Male
Species/Race/Tribe: Skyfolk
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Doctor & Tinkerer
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 169 lbs
Hair Style: Short length tousled hair that almost reaches down neck.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Scars: An assortment of them with two on his chest and one on his neck.
Clothing and Accessories: To look more formal Paxton has altered that look of the clothing he’s worn compared to what he would in his younger years and with somewhat softer colors. His upper body consists of a white undershirt that’s covered by a light pink buttoned shirt with rolled up sleeves and a dark red vest finished off by a red bowtie while his lower body consists of a darker red pair of baggy pants and black combat boots to make terrain traveling easier for him while he’s away from his home.
Description: Paxton is an average sized Male Skyfolk with a tanned skin complexion. Physically he's relatively average too only having a slightly more developed muscles than the average Skyfolk due to his history although from a distance one could easily mistake him for a scrawny and fragile person. Being a Skyfolk that means Paxton was born with a pair of wings that stick out from the back of his body but they can't really do much other than look pretty. Alongside his scars some of his other more noteworthy features consist of black tattoos. One from the bottom of his eyes, another from the left side of his torso towards his arm and a final one from his right cheek towards the back of his head, all of which he obtained during his time with a gang on his homeland.
The Past
Main Traits: Durable, Apathetic, Prideful, Adept & Patient
Likes: Apples, Free Time, Technology, Discoveries & Knowledge
Dislikes: Distraction, Control, Being Misunderstood, Political Conflicts & Narrow Mindedness
Unique laugh: Fu-hu-hu
Hometown: Skypeia
Personality: Paxton is a bit lacking in the emotion department as he finds it hard to properly connect with someone as a friend and often talks in a non sympathetic manner. He takes his role of Doctor quite seriously, having been desensitized by most types of wounds he rarely loses his focus or composure when dealing with someone. He has a habit of talking about things from a business perspective and usually does things if it truly benefits him. Contrary to what his profession leads others to believe Paxton is a big advocate of fights as it usually leads to him testing his metal on others including himself, wanting to know what keeps someone up and what causes them to fall in a fight only heightens determination to participate in one. While in a fight himself he often treats it like a sort of test where he keeps track of what works the best against each individual foe and doesn't normally shy away from going a bit overboard against them. If for whatever reason Paxton ends up actually making a friend his personality shifts more towards one of a parent, scolding others for getting themselves into situations that could cause them some irreparable damage to themselves.
- History:
As he grew older he began taking interest in less safe activities than that of a normal child all behind his parent’s backs. Exploring areas he shouldn’t be and constantly getting hurt by the reckless behavior he would display. Always on a hunt for something new to see and something fun to do, it would eventually lead him into a gang of Birkan misfits who fueled his need for the next big thing. They would often mess with the wildlife of the Shandorian Jungle and Upper Yard and get themselves overall in dangerous situations that sometimes he couldn’t completely avoid. With all the excitement and adrenaline that he’d constantly be subjected to, it all piqued his curiosity and wondered what if someone could fight without worrying about their own injuries since it would take precious time from doing his own things.
Paxton ended up coming to his home less and less and began residing with his group instead for a couple years with his own independence at the age of 16. They would treat each other after all of their scuffles with the animals they harassed as despite the rough exterior they still looked out for one another even if Paxton himself saw it more closely as a transaction, he would get his thrills of the day and in exchange for helping him get his own kicks he would tend to their wounds more than the rest. Eventually becoming quite good at it but things would get more and more complicated the higher his group had set their own ambitions. They would mess with people now the likes of Shandorian Tribes and more well known bandit groups of the area.
Injuries caused by weapons would ultimately be a test for Paxton and quickly found that his way of living could lead to more unsavory outcomes. The group had lost some members as they went on leading to some low group morale, it actually worried Paxton which ended up in him learning more of the advanced treatments to give the injured as he didn’t want his time there to just end. He would ultimately end up being quite useful on the field and would be quite swift in tending to his injured allies but in the end it was all for nothing as once more they had suffered another devastating defeat.
Now in his 20's Paxton began feeling infuriated with himself as nothing he did know actually mattered in the long run and despite his attempts his group would end up disbanding for good. Paxton reached a stump in his life and now he couldn’t continue his endeavors and not only that despite him not being considerably close with anyone he had lost a lot of people. Perhaps if he was good enough all that could’ve been avoided, he would think to himself. Not one to dwell in the past and cry over spilled milk he opted to focus all of his energy and learn more. Reconnecting with his family and admitting to his distasteful way of living and regardless of his past intentions they would still support his new calling. Paxton wanted to someday make a concoction of sorts, one that would ultimately speed up one’s wound healing process but his knowledge was limited. He would end up leaving Skypiea and exploring the world starting off somewhere in the Blue Sea to learn how to make his dream a reality despite how hard and impossible he at times considered it.
- Gray
[tracker=/t131-tracker-gray-starks#504]
Name : Gray
Epithet : "The Conqueror"; "Black Fist"
Age : 49
Height : 10'2" (310 cm)
Weight : 1043 lbs (473 kg)
Species/Tribe : Cyborg Human
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Lurking Legend (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Bounty : [ber=r] 5,000,000,000
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.20
Shop Discount : -30%
Balance : [bel] 25,000,000,000
[[strollingdeath]][[baneoftheweak]][[riseandshine]][[childofdestiny]][[freakofnature]]
[[punchoutguru]][[dulcetvirtuoso]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 3990
Re: Paxton Easton
Fri Jan 27, 2023 11:48 am[approve]We haven't had a new skyfolk player character in a while. Nice![/approve]
Paxton Easton wrote:Paxton Easton
Basic Character Information
First Name: Paxton
Middle Name/Initial: N/A
Last Name: Easton
Epithet: The Hollow Savior
Birthdate: September 3rd, 1804
Gender: Male
Species/Race/Tribe: Skyfolk
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Doctor & Tinkerer
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 169 lbs
Hair Style: Short length tousled hair that almost reaches down neck.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Scars: An assortment of them with two on his chest and one on his neck.
Clothing and Accessories: To look more formal Paxton has altered that look of the clothing he’s worn compared to what he would in his younger years and with somewhat softer colors. His upper body consists of a white undershirt that’s covered by a light pink buttoned shirt with rolled up sleeves and a dark red vest finished off by a red bowtie while his lower body consists of a darker red pair of baggy pants and black combat boots to make terrain traveling easier for him while he’s away from his home.
Description: Paxton is an average sized Male Skyfolk with a tanned skin complexion. Physically he's relatively average too only having a slightly more developed muscles than the average Skyfolk due to his history although from a distance one could easily mistake him for a scrawny and fragile person. Being a Skyfolk that means Paxton was born with a pair of wings that stick out from the back of his body but they can't really do much other than look pretty. Alongside his scars some of his other more noteworthy features consist of black tattoos. One from the bottom of his eyes, another from the left side of his torso towards his arm and a final one from his right cheek towards the back of his head, all of which he obtained during his time with a gang on his homeland.
The Past
Main Traits: Durable, Apathetic, Prideful, Adept & Patient
Likes: Apples, Free Time, Technology, Discoveries & Knowledge
Dislikes: Distraction, Control, Being Misunderstood, Political Conflicts & Narrow Mindedness
Unique laugh: Fu-hu-hu
Hometown: Skypeia
Personality: Paxton is a bit lacking in the emotion department as he finds it hard to properly connect with someone as a friend and often talks in a non sympathetic manner. He takes his role of Doctor quite seriously, having been desensitized by most types of wounds he rarely loses his focus or composure when dealing with someone. He has a habit of talking about things from a business perspective and usually does things if it truly benefits him. Contrary to what his profession leads others to believe Paxton is a big advocate of fights as it usually leads to him testing his metal on others including himself, wanting to know what keeps someone up and what causes them to fall in a fight only heightens determination to participate in one. While in a fight himself he often treats it like a sort of test where he keeps track of what works the best against each individual foe and doesn't normally shy away from going a bit overboard against them. If for whatever reason Paxton ends up actually making a friend his personality shifts more towards one of a parent, scolding others for getting themselves into situations that could cause them some irreparable damage to themselves.
- History:
As he grew older he began taking interest in less safe activities than that of a normal child all behind his parent’s backs. Exploring areas he shouldn’t be and constantly getting hurt by the reckless behavior he would display. Always on a hunt for something new to see and something fun to do, it would eventually lead him into a gang of Birkan misfits who fueled his need for the next big thing. They would often mess with the wildlife of the Shandorian Jungle and Upper Yard and get themselves overall in dangerous situations that sometimes he couldn’t completely avoid. With all the excitement and adrenaline that he’d constantly be subjected to, it all piqued his curiosity and wondered what if someone could fight without worrying about their own injuries since it would take precious time from doing his own things.
Paxton ended up coming to his home less and less and began residing with his group instead for a couple years with his own independence at the age of 16. They would treat each other after all of their scuffles with the animals they harassed as despite the rough exterior they still looked out for one another even if Paxton himself saw it more closely as a transaction, he would get his thrills of the day and in exchange for helping him get his own kicks he would tend to their wounds more than the rest. Eventually becoming quite good at it but things would get more and more complicated the higher his group had set their own ambitions. They would mess with people now the likes of Shandorian Tribes and more well known bandit groups of the area.
Injuries caused by weapons would ultimately be a test for Paxton and quickly found that his way of living could lead to more unsavory outcomes. The group had lost some members as they went on leading to some low group morale, it actually worried Paxton which ended up in him learning more of the advanced treatments to give the injured as he didn’t want his time there to just end. He would ultimately end up being quite useful on the field and would be quite swift in tending to his injured allies but in the end it was all for nothing as once more they had suffered another devastating defeat.
Now in his 20's Paxton began feeling infuriated with himself as nothing he did know actually mattered in the long run and despite his attempts his group would end up disbanding for good. Paxton reached a stump in his life and now he couldn’t continue his endeavors and not only that despite him not being considerably close with anyone he had lost a lot of people. Perhaps if he was good enough all that could’ve been avoided, he would think to himself. Not one to dwell in the past and cry over spilled milk he opted to focus all of his energy and learn more. Reconnecting with his family and admitting to his distasteful way of living and regardless of his past intentions they would still support his new calling. Paxton wanted to someday make a concoction of sorts, one that would ultimately speed up one’s wound healing process but his knowledge was limited. He would end up leaving Skypiea and exploring the world starting off somewhere in the Blue Sea to learn how to make his dream a reality despite how hard and impossible he at times considered it.
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