Post by Berry Punch on May 16, 2012 21:43:20 GMT -5
Name: Sir Kay
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Male/Heterosexual
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Key/Lock Holder: Unknown. I'm pretty open with this.
Brief History: Since he was born, Kay was ultimately raised for one purpose: To be a knight. However, Kay was usually pretty lazy concerning his training and really didn't think too seriously about being a knight aside from it'd make him popular, especially with the ladies. Besides, his father, Sir Ector, was very insistent. So he continued on with his training. He actually became pretty skilled, but when the competition to be King of England rolled around, he found a real challenger in the black knight. He was sure he was about to pull out a victory, when he sent Arthur, his younger adopted pitiful excuse of a brother, to fetch him a sword. What resulted was that Arthur pulled the sword Excaliber and became king. Boy, was that a kick in the pants!
Needless to say, Kay's expertise as a knight didn't go totally unnoticed as he became one of Arthur's knights of the round table. However, there really wasn't much glamor in it, and at the rate he was going, he'd never get married. That was when the magical key fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He tried his best using a rowboat to reach the island, drifting through fog and fear to what may very well be his destiny.
Sample Post: "Well, that wasn't too bad." Kay stepped out of his boat it hit shore. He wiped the sweat off of his brow, before frowning. "Still, I'm getting pretty hungry now. Did it really need to be this far out?" He looked around. "At least I don't have to put up with that snivelling whelp now. He got in the way of everything, he did."
He straightened his shirt as he looked up at the island. In the middle of it had to have been the largest castle he had ever seen. He gave a low whistle as he walked up the hill. "Must have a lot of servants here. Heavens know I'm not cleaning this place up."
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Male/Heterosexual
Image:
Key/Lock Holder: Unknown. I'm pretty open with this.
Brief History: Since he was born, Kay was ultimately raised for one purpose: To be a knight. However, Kay was usually pretty lazy concerning his training and really didn't think too seriously about being a knight aside from it'd make him popular, especially with the ladies. Besides, his father, Sir Ector, was very insistent. So he continued on with his training. He actually became pretty skilled, but when the competition to be King of England rolled around, he found a real challenger in the black knight. He was sure he was about to pull out a victory, when he sent Arthur, his younger adopted pitiful excuse of a brother, to fetch him a sword. What resulted was that Arthur pulled the sword Excaliber and became king. Boy, was that a kick in the pants!
Needless to say, Kay's expertise as a knight didn't go totally unnoticed as he became one of Arthur's knights of the round table. However, there really wasn't much glamor in it, and at the rate he was going, he'd never get married. That was when the magical key fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He tried his best using a rowboat to reach the island, drifting through fog and fear to what may very well be his destiny.
Sample Post: "Well, that wasn't too bad." Kay stepped out of his boat it hit shore. He wiped the sweat off of his brow, before frowning. "Still, I'm getting pretty hungry now. Did it really need to be this far out?" He looked around. "At least I don't have to put up with that snivelling whelp now. He got in the way of everything, he did."
He straightened his shirt as he looked up at the island. In the middle of it had to have been the largest castle he had ever seen. He gave a low whistle as he walked up the hill. "Must have a lot of servants here. Heavens know I'm not cleaning this place up."
