"Waking up suddenly, Cyrus found himself in the chair he'd sat in yesterday. Stomach growlingd stretching, he decided to look for Cynthia and the kids. Walking out of the house, he saw them playing on the see saw he had made for…"
"(Life's little twists again lol)
Grabbing a chair, Cyrus sat in front of the fireplace as Mary and Edward scattered through the books to find one that looked interesting. Cynthia came in bearing a little tray, "Who wants some…"
""Whoa, boys, whoa!" Cyrus called as the wagon he was directing slowed down to a crawl as he hit the outskirts of Rickshire. At his side, a box filled with books he had purchased from a library in London. In the back, scrap…"
"Hello all, I have been very busy but have now received the chance to glimpse into this soon-to-be beautifully bustling world of which I do hope to be a part of the process to bring it to life. :-D What an intro x) Benedictus!"
"T'is hard to explain, Lord Thoughtcraft, but life can throw twists of fate into our existence, I have just finished working with family on a long overdue memorial for my grandfather. I do hope everyone has had tides of better luck flow into…"
"I do apologize as well, been very busy managing other RPs on other sites while settling "temper tantrums" but if someone is willing to post again, seeing as I basically lost track as well, would be very helpful...."
"Cyrus looked at Theon, Cynthia, and Mary. "What do you want?" he asked. Theon looked at his brother and spoke "I'd rather keep them safe, so maybe we should make some shelter from that airship you crashed in…"
"Cyrus looked to Bran, "Can that little clockwork machine cut through trees, debark them, and scissor the wood into fine slats and make sure no wood is objectable to sturdy conditions? That would provide optimal cover from the harshness of the…"
""I think we need to figure out how to cleanse that town, that way we have real shelter." Theon explained, Cyrus watched, concerned as Mary watched the fairie dance. Then Cynthia picked her up and walked to Theon and Cyrus, "I'm…"
"Cyrus reached into his hem pocket and produced the worn letter he had recieved from Theon and handed it to Richard, on it reading:
I have come to realize that you did nothing to ensure fathers death, I am in the british…"
Greetings, steampunk ladies and gentlemen, I am Cyrus David Cole II, I have grown up with a fascination for steampunk and the customization that comes with all matter of materials and objects. I do enjoy role-playing and am currently discussing a possible role-play game with some dear colleages of mine and I certainly hope others will join,
As for who I will be portraying, this is my Bio:
Name: Cyrus David Cole II
Appearance: Hazel Eyes, black shoulder length hair, 6'1 ft tall, one eye blind with scar running from hairline to cheekbone, widow's peak, muscular, great endurance, burn marks on his torso, hands and face, deep tan, 3 inch long goatee, (personally made pocket sized spyglass, and a watch his father, Cyrus Theren Cole I, made before he died).
Two sets of clothing as follows: for traveling; black leather ankle length coat with tan sheepskin liner and inseams, cotton skintight white undershirt, denim and wool trousers (for warmth and insulation), frontier hat, fingerless gloves, and 1 pair of simple boots with 2 straps with buckles.
2nd set is for smithing; engineer's cap (usually reversed) or just a bandanna, simple longsleeved tan shirt with rolled up sleeves, usually paired with a brown leather jacket (with burn marks on it) or with leather coveralls (covered in burns), black denim trousers with the legs rolled up (also with burn marks) and 1 pair of black steeltoe combat boots
Note: It is extremely rare that he wears anything else, mostly because every possession he owns, has sentimental value to him of which he refuses to part with. (He DOES wash and maintain everything at least twice a day)
Expertise: Cyrus is skilled in weapon crafting, swordsmanship, and marksmanship, thanks to his early years hunting.
Personality: Cyrus has a brooding mind, he will think of his issues as he works folding metal and forging blades and guns, as he hums and/or sings personal songs his father taught him and what he used to lulliby his little brother to sleep before Theon ran off after suspicions gripped him about his older brother. he doesn't speak unless necessary.
Bio: Born the first child of Cyrus I and Annalessa Cole, Cyrus was interested in weaponology after watching his father win a duel against a family enemy, Cyrus I since has taught him how to forge and wield blades with deadly precision, but after his little brother, Theon, was born (Annalessa died during birth) Cyrus I vowed to care for both children for as long as possible, until a coward stabbed him in the back where his heart was while he and Cyrus were defending Theon from bandits. After 5 years (Cyrus being 16 and Theon being 6) Theon started having suspicions that his brother helped engineer their father's demise. at 7 years old, Theon ran away from home as Cyrus looked for several years with no success finally assumed that Theon had died in the harsh wilderness and became a weaponsmith, selling his products to people who had interest. and one day recieves a mysterious letter hinting that Theon is alive and needs help, and this propels Cyrus to rescue his brother, enlisting the help of anyone willing.
Note: Cyrus suspects that Theon still has harsh feelings toward him so he is cautious about who he enlists to help.
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