Bob Kingwe

Name: Bob Kingwe

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Group: Student

Class: [9 classes to choose from, If your a rogue or Nightclass state your ex-class]

Appearence:

~Nationality: Can't you tell?
~Tattoo's/Peircings: The tattoo's blend in
~Height: 7'5"

Personality: Bob also has a noted lack of patience, expecting other people to at least be enrolled in whichever task they claim to be intent on. Those who will not either admit to having no interest or no purpose in being involved with a subject are only wastes of time. When the necromancer has a more relaxed schedule, he does not mind being diverted, but when he is fixed upon a task he demands for it to be completed and to the flames can be resigned any who do not intend to help or get out of his way. Because of this, many can be put off by Bob's mannerisms, which swing from utterly playful to ruthlessly in demand for them to perform appropriately. His life in a complete disarray he follows his own. The concepts of dark arts are laughable for Bob who sees no such thing as good or evil. Morality, in his eyes, is set down by the gods to be followed by quaking mortal sheep, and if you need not obey them then why should you abstain? For this reason, it is quite simple for the man to perform deeds which could be considered perversions of nature or of justice-why bother stopping? Who was going to catch you? The police? Well, if you were weak enough or shortsighted enough to be stopped by a -cop-, then you deserved your fate. The black man also enjoys amused whining and being utterly off-balance in his approach to others. At heart, he knows that he would rather be seen in thrall to a baker's cart than actually resist fulfilling one of his plans due to mere complaints, but it's far too entertaining to watch other people react. For a man with such a sense of pride, he gives up a surprising amount in just how silly he can get-incomprehensible to all save those who see just how sensitive he can get when his intellectual capacities, the true root of his vanity, are mocked and assumed lacking.

History: When Bob was born, his parent's noticed something odd about his skin color, he was extremely pale, unknown to the source. As time progressed Bob became darker and darker. His parents ashamed of him, they sent him to Japan, thinking he could get lighter if he was around lighter people. Bob was nuts when he heard of their plan. Having no say in the matter when he was shoved into a cargo box, he was given a school ID and he became acquainted with Kaihou High School.

When he arrived at the school, he went completely insane, not following the rules, hitting on the teachers, pulling pranks, failing tests. With nothing to go for, who was watching Bob? Who kept him in check? No one. Absolutely no one at all, Bob ran amok in Kaihou doing whatever he liked. His goal, to take over the school and make it his permanant fortress.

RP Sample: Nope.

accepted,

be sure to pick the class your in soon O_o

Oops, it's number 9