Sunday’s Autopsy
CCTurles for Colt Halloway
Colt Halloway
An extremely driven man whose dream was always to work as a biologist in the Australian outback. He is an easy going overly passionate man who very is socially inclined. Growing up in the American South, he developed thick skin but is still scared easily by the idea of death. He is from upper-class parents, but due to his strained relationship with them, he stayed with his grandparents in Louisiana.
18+ role
- english
- male young adult
- american (southern)
- american
- Fast (occasionally)
- deep
- friendly
- Drawl
Colt_Introduction: Howdy! Name’s Colt! Colt Halloway. There ain’t much to know about me, ‘cept I’m 25 and from the U.S. of A. I’m gonna be workin’ as a crypto-zoologist. I can’t wait to study the weird animals y’all got over here. Nice to meet ya! Colt_Helpful: Van-Stilton, was it? Ya need some help with that? I know I ain’t an expert pathologist or whatever like you, but I like to say I got a decent grasp on biology.
Colt_Frustrated: Are your ears for decoration? I already told ya, I had nothin’ to do with this! I was sleepin’! Colt_Happy: Y’all have some weird-ass animals over here. I love it. Did ya know, the wombat uses its butt as a defence mechanism? They also shit cubes *(sighs dreamily)* ain’t that sweet… Wish I could do that. *What? (don’t record this line)* I plead the fifth.
Colt_Petrified: AAAAHHHH! That’s a person! A dead person! This is fake right? That’s gotta be a dummy. I ain’t ever seen somethin’ like this… Aw, shit, I think I’m gon’ be sick… Colt_Rambling:*(speaking incredibly fast)* Get ya damn pickup truck outta my driveway expeditiously or I’ma rip that pretty boy smile off ya face! That’s right buddy ain’t no more treatin my property like it’s a Walmart parking lot!Yeah, you better move your dang truck- oh and also ya barely-white more-like-brown picket fence is one inch on my lawn and you bet ya damn ass I’m callin’ the Homeowner’s Association! Ya heard me – the H O A!