Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31270836-20190727194508/@comment-33528506-20190731012945

(Yeah)

The hare twitched violently, its eye blinking rapidly as its jaw opened slowly. A low screeching noise quietly began to eminate from the hare's voicebox. Finally, the hare falls over, limp as if it were simply an empty suit.

(In fact... I have one:

Name: Charles Johnson

Age: 30

Appearance: being 5'11 and standing one inch taller than his brother Frederick (who I may ask for later), Charles has messy brown hair and dull green eyes. He doesnt smile... But when he does it's crooked or simply a half smile. He mostly wears a black trenchcoat and a green sweater. With those, he wears black pants and work boots.

Job: Janitorial staff, or dayshift if things are rough.

Bio: Revealed in RP

Other: Sings when he's stressed... Or while he works.)