Galen Butler

[Galen Butler]

Galen Butler

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Name: Galen Butler
Nicknames: Pumpkin, by April only
Age: 22
Date of birth: July 23, 1987
Greek House: Psi Upsilon
Major: Literature


Personality: Although coming from a wealthy background and having an already-established presence at the Psi Upsilon House due to his father's previous tenure there, Galen Butler has little need for special attention. He enjoys his personal quiet time, but can also manage a good time at what he considers "manageable parties." Somewhat collected, he always thinks about what he is going to say or do before an action or statement. He's a hopeless romantic, which is not always a good thing, and he is extremelly perfectionist.

Likes: Reading, sailing, picnics
Dislikes: Loud noises, snobs, alcohol

Appearance:

Sample RP:

"No! I don't want to see any magic! Now get the hell out of my way!"

The gun was pressed against Nikolai's forhead, and Nikolai was revving up for Plan A, but, to his surprise, no finger twitched on the trigger. Instead, the man raised the gun in the air as if to strike Nikolai. Clearly the man was not in his right mind, if it were any clearer now, as he had the perfect chance to shoot Nikolai but altered his attack to brute force. This alteration relieved Nikolai, causing him to convert his energy to Plan B.

As the gun came down, Nikolai caught the man's wrist in his right hand and quicly twisted behind the man, cranking his arm into a painful locked position. He then twisted the man's arm, dislocating his shoulder. The man screamed, his grip on the woman weakening. He turned towar Nikolai, trying to save his arm, but Nikolai brought his leg up and planted his heel on the side of the man's right knee, dislocating his knee cap with a strange cracking sound. His arm and leg now useless, Nikolai delivered a swift blow to the man's trachea, temporarily shutting off his wind pipe. He released the gasping man, who now was writhing on the ground. Nikolai looked at him them reached down, picking up the gun. He turned to the woman.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"



The Mastermind Behind it

Player’s Name:Salocin Salocin
Age: old
Other characters: blah
Gender: Male
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