Doliente Estrechar wip

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NOW LOOK AT THIS ,

name: Doliente Estrechar
alias:None
age:23
sex:Male
sexual orientation:Bi
occupation:Bartender
mafia:Kyuzo
face claim: [size=1]- (*)[color=31aed]Doliente Estrechar ,[/color] BLEACH | GGIO VEGA[/size][/ code]

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[blockquote][size=6][font=impact][color=Black]HOLD THE PHONE[/color][/font] ,[/size][/blockquote]
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[size=1][blockquote][blockquote][b]negative attributes:[/b]
[ul][li]
[/li][li]Sarcastic
[/li][li]Boastful
[/li][li]Stubborn
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[b]good attributes:[/b]
[ul][li]
[/li][li]Calm
[/li][li]Loyal
[/li][li]Firm
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[b]the likes:[/b]
[ul][li]
[/li][li]Perfection
[/li][li]Winning
[/li][li]Guns
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[b]the dislikes:[/b]
[ul][li]
[/li][li]Kawaza
[/li][li]Losing
[/li][li]Shouting
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[blockquote][size=6][font=impact][color=Black]TO FREE HIS MIND[/color] ,[/font][/size][/blockquote]

[size=1][blockquote][blockquote][b]weapons & items:[/b]39cm ARMS .454 Casull Auto

Tanto
[b]skills & unique traits:[/b]
Sharpshooter
Accomplished Knife handler
[b]companions:[/b]
None
[b]history:[/b]

[b]rp sample[/b]A bitter cold lingered in the air especially on Doliente's dampened face. His face had made a small bruise from passing out on to a cold floor. Shattered glass was still stabbed on the floor making a silhouette of his face. The stench of vodka was strong in the air burning the Kyuzo's nostrils. With a deep groan the Kyuzo pixked himself up of the ground narrowly avoiding slicing his hands on the shattered now identifiable as a bottle of smirnoff the red lable standing out amongnst the grey concrete setting of his apartment room. Hastiliy Estrechar picked up his gun placing it his pocket making no attempt to conceal it. He didn't need to hide his weapons when the whole area was ocupied by the Kyuzo.  With a blankly monotoned sigh Doliente attached his tanto and headed out the gates of the apartment he now essentially owned kicking aside his sleeping bag as he left. [/blockquote]
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