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HMD:

Please use this post to leave any concrit or use it to catch my attention for anything plot related. Ip logging off, anon enabled.

CONTACT:

Name: Parsnip
E-mail: jmcox1 AT gmail DOT com
Messengers: AIM: parsnipchan | googletalk: jmcox1 | plurk: parsnip

Meme Thread Links )

Somarium Thread Links )
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[Character Name] Gilbert Nightray
[Canon] Pandora Hearts
[Point Taken from Canon] Chapter 65

[Age] 24/25
[Gender] Male
[Sexual Orientation] unknown, possibly pansexual

[Eye Color] black/dark brown
[Hair Color] black/dark brown
[Height] 182cm = 71.7 inches = 5 feet, 11.75 inches
[Other] Two scars on his back and front, each from a sword blade. Usually covered up by his clothing.
[Clothing] Typically in the possession of a hat and a long black coat and white shirt as seen here.

Rest under the cut. )
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IC Contact Post for (1) Gilbert Nightray at Somarium

Please leave a message after the beeeeeeeeep.


But I don't... I just... I don't know what you want from me!

(1) Please leave a Text message
(2) Please leave a voice message
(3) Please leave a video of cats---no! No videos!
(4) Choose your own Adventure
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[ flick, the dreamberry magically turns on and shows Gil kneeling down next to a tub, his shirt sleeves rolled up and soaking wet and yes, he is wearing suspenders. A cigarette dangles from his lips as he swears, searching in the water for his bar of soap. With a cry of triumph, Gil pulls it out and...

ZOOM!

There it goes, ricocheting off the wall and knocking his dreamberry flat. A few scattered noises later and a muffled oath, the screen shakes as Gil picks up both it and the wayward soap.

His expression is truly quite priceless. ]

What the...

[ shit, quickly stuffing out his cigarette, Gil stares at the screen with a mixture of embarrassment and guilt and offended pride. What was he supposed to say? What was he supposed to do! He rubs the back of his head, instead, thoroughly wetting his hair by accident ]


Ah... sorry for the disturbance. I was just seeing to the laundry.

[ with a blush, he turns the device over and mumbles-- ] How do I turn this thing off aga--- [ ooof! There goes the dreamberry right into the soapy water. Slippery little devil! ]

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