So many last participants, eh?
Here's the empty app Mal asked for:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Class:
Gender:
Weapon of choice:
Personality:
Story:
And here's mine:
Name: Dean Edwards
Age: 22
Race: Tiefling (because screw it let's go full D&D)
Class: Rogue
Gender: Male
Weapon of choice: Knives and his own charisma
Personality: Very cheerful and friendly outwardly, but he's very distrusting of others, and often uses other people to his own benefit. He has nobody he'd call a true friend - just, as Aristotle would call them, friends of utility. People who are useful to him. His own needs come first before those of others. It's a lonely life he leads, and sometimes he feels it hit hard, but he hasn't changed his ways yet.
Story: Dean grew up a poor orphan, whose parents had been killed by fearful peasants when he was maybe 5. He grew up on the streets, getting into a life of crime to survive. He made a few friends, but he could barely feed himself, and they couldn't even do that, so they never stayed around long. By the time he was 13, Dean decided that it wasn't worth the heartache to have people close to you, so he just started to shut himself down emotionally when it came to other people. Over time, with a lot of effort, he stopped even thinking about things like friendship and love, instead seeing people for their qualities, weaknesses, and uses. A man with an eye for stuff like that can go a long way, especially with the right group of people.