trigun childer of the new hope.

[samanosuke_akec]

Hello TFF and welcome to my first role play created by my self.

Rules no god moding
No flaming
And make sure others post before you pose again normal turn based tff role play.

Here is the plot

20 years after the legendary vash the stampede had gone and passed the children of his area where born of cores we should all no the back round of where this fan FIC rp comes form so here I go I had though of millie and wolf woods to have had a childe do to how they cared for one and other even after his passing and vash and marryl strife would have gotten to gather and had a childe of there own as well all no knives has been long and dead. But could he have found some one in the long time of the world beofr his death we might never no.

make a charter sheet but don’t be to ocwerd about it also note these people could have had more then one childe I wish to make this a large rp so lets get to the points ok.

Name: void
Parents: wolf wood and Millie tomson,
Weapon’s: twin .45 hand guns names death and reaper and his trustworthy rife named the new area.
Description: Voids walks the streets in a long Wight gray trench coat & some cacky pants. His hands guns are right on his hips and his rife is hidden underneath his trench coat. His tall black boots and red film linseed sun glasses.

Bio. Void had never known his father but his mother was a kind women he would Rome the town with here and she would explain how much like his father he was by the age of 7 he was and exhalent marksmen with his hand guns and his rifle to boot. He soon left here to find out more about his father dark past and along the way started to work as a hired gun man. Now at the age of 19 he finds him self in a small town called Lucia.

Story starter/plot line to drop in to….

Void woke up one day in a small town called Lucia he was living there as a hired body guard for a young women she was of blood hair and she was a very kind person. He was lying back one day out in the sun. He had his rifle in his hand he was bored and had come to the thought that it porbly needed cleaning from all the target practice. He had been doing. Where could the threat be where void grew tired of waiting.