((This RP looks hawt for some reason. That grey font is hard to read though... I think I'll be a druggy, just for fun.))
Name - Jave (That's what he tells people to call him, since he's wanted for some criminal activities)
Age - 19
Profession - Unemployed, but he's a bit experience with armed robbery, drug peddling, and arms peddling.
Backround - All his life he's been quite a failure. School, work, mostly everything. He dropped out of school at 16, since he knew he wouldn't make it. Once he dropped out he's been into theft and other illegal activities. He's been hiding out in his apartment ever since....
Jave was flipping through his mail, sniffing and rubbing white powder off his nose at the same time. He was wearing some baggy cargo pants, some chucks on his feet, a winter camo hoodie, and a white wife-beater underneath. He was half white and half asian, he had large blue eye bags on his bottom eye lids, and always had a tired look to him. His hair was very messy, though he did bathe at least once every two days. He obviously needed a comb.
His eyes dilated as he focused on a certain letter.
The letter itself sticked out most, since the others were plain and white. This one was red, and had a strange wax stamp that sealed it. He ripped it open, in hope for some money from some random relative of his. Unfortunately, for him, it didn't smell of the cash you would expect from a successful "transaction." He decided to read it anyway, since he when through the trouble just to open it. After reading some parts of it, skipping whatever he felt was unnesessary, he noticed the words "private airport" and "invitation to a mansion."
In a split second he only thought of not needing to hide in this dank apartment complex anymore. He packed up his things right away. Stuffed as much of his "private stash" into bags and into his car. Durring his moving, he decided to snort a few lines and wait a while before he would leave, but he found himself waking up the next morning. He got up and panicked, thinking he was late or something, and he ran out the door in reflex. As he did, he noticed another closed letter, just like the first one from yesterday. He opened that one quickly after it's discovery, and found a map and a key inside, also finding the date in which he needed to be there, and found out he wasn't late for anything.
After finishing packing up, and making sure he didn't try to do any thing else that was illegal. He got in the car, driving to the airport, trying to make himself not look suspiscious to anybody, as if he was trying to hide a giant golden brick inside his car. He reached the airport, and parked his car in front of a bunch of people that he'd expect holding whatever this event was, rolling down his window and saying, with a casual smirk, "Where do I unpack?"
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sup guiz lol
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