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Bombardier_828
Legacy Name: Bombardier_828

The Hydrus Jollin
Owner: Romanteek

Age: 15 years, 8 months

Born: September 7th, 2008

Adopted: 15 years, 8 months ago (Legacy)

Adopted: September 7th, 2008 (Legacy)

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August 7th, 2012

Statistics

• Level: 7
   
• Strength: 11
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 11
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

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basic name:: Royce Perdue alias:: Bombardier gender:: male race:: human age:: 19 persona:: socially awkward, slightly stubborn, secretly squishy appearance hair color:: dark brown hair length:: touches his shoulders hair style:: ponytail hidden under cap eye color:: striking blue-purple complexion:: pale tan; freckled build:: lithe, enough muscle to carry guns height:: 5'7" clothing:: fitted leather pants, over-sized tank tops and billowy shirts, fingerless gloves, lots of guns lifestyle occupation:: marksman home:: formerly on a small airship with Ace and Caleb; now living on the Dreamgear preference:: in the closet status:: being courted by Salt

other talents:: sniping, beating grabber with spoons previous jobs:: thief, pickpocket, best little brother on the planet voice TEDDY GEIGER art [x] credits :: Profile by Ringo :: Coded by Meow :: Content/Overlay by Romanteek the crew

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Not long after Royce was born, he was left in an orphanage. To this day, he knows nothing about his parents or where he came from, and it's not something he openly talks about.

He didn't enjoy his life in the orphanage, and was often the one starting fights with other kids, breaking toys, and getting into heaps of trouble. He wanted out, but it wasn't until he was eleven years old that he managed to get away.

During a walk through the city, Royce managed to sneak away from the rest of the group during their lunch and made his way through the back alleys of the city. He didn't care where he was going, or what would happen to him, and found himself quite happy to be on his own. The feeling didn't last long, however, as just months into his lone-wolf life, he started to feel miserable. He didn't eat often, and he'd been threatened with the removal of his hands by more than one person when he tried to steal from carts and baskets. He spent his nights curled up under the protection of a cardboard box with an old worn out blanket to keep him warm.

Driven on by his hunger and determination, he found himself following a young man down the street. The young man noticed him, but before Royce could run, he was asked about his parents and his home. Royce quietly admitted he had neither, and the young man, who called himself Ace, took his hand and led him to his own home, where he was cleaned up, dressed, and treated to dinner. He fell asleep shortly after, and in the morning, Ace delivered the news that Royce was more than welcome to stay with them. Initially wary from his time in the orphanage, Royce agreed and he didn't regret the decision.

Ace turned out to be everything Royce wanted in his life. He was caring, affectionate, and played with him. He taught him to read and write, and while Royce missed Ace while he worked, he always helped out around the house, growing to love his new aunt and mother.

As he grew, Royce took a liking to artillery and guns, something he credits Ace with, as his older brother took him to a carnival once, and helped him shoot down targets for a prize. He studied books and started working for a smithie when he was old enough, using the money he made to help with bills and groceries, while learning to make firearms for himself.

One of the things he had always wanted to do was visit every city in the world. He mentioned this to Ace, after celebrating his eighteenth birthday, and asked if they could go out and do that one day together. Not a few days later did Ace tell him to pack up some things, and they set off, eventually saving enough in their travels to get themselves a larger aircraft.

In each new city, Royce would splurge on a new weapon for himself. He's most accurate with guns and pistols, but has taken a liking to larger shot guns, and differently powered rifles, on top of some small daggers. While gushing over one of his new toys, he happened to feel himself being pick-pocketed and called out the youth behind him who was attempting it. While Royce would've shot off one of his fingers, he settled for threatening the other with a crate before Ace intervened.

While Royce never admitted it out loud, he eventually grew to enjoy Caleb's presence. The guy was arrogant and narcissistic, but Royce found it amusing, and almost cute. More often than not, however, Caleb's knack for getting himself into trouble irritates Royce and he ends up knocking him around. He's been coming to accept Caleb as another older brother lately, his small crush nearly completely gone.

Within the trio, Royce is often times the one creating the plans, or trying to toss away the foolishness of Caleb's hands. It doesn't take more than a touch or a look from Ace to calm him, and when he's not running around the cities, he's in the aircraft in his room, tinkering with the spare parts and guns he has.

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:: even at the age of nineteen, he cuddles with his older brother; he sees nothing wrong with this, as they're still quite close
:: Ace once complimented how nice his hair looked at it's current length, so he's kept it ever since
:: he does hide his hair under caps and hats while out in the city; while he knows Ace likes his hair, he'd rather not be mistaken for a woman while alone
:: his favourite drink is milk
:: he's not picky with food, unless it's spicy, then he won't eat it
:: he still has the carnival prize that he won with Ace's help; a blobby white cat ( he made Ace pick out the one he liked most, and kept it because it was his favourite )
:: he seems to crush on people easily, but will never admit his feelings, nor will he act on them, unless someone else makes the first move
:: he is instantly jealous when Ace is affectionate or pleasant to anyone but himself

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