《Writers Game: Whodunnit?》Nathanial Tybalt [DEAD]
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Writer: @JustALittleInfinity
Name: Nathanial Tybalt
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: Nathanial isn't one to mess with. He will tell you straight up if he doesn't like something. Disobey his orders, not a chance. Nathanial has a sharp eye that catches the slightest mistakes. He's snarky and a bit full of himself. To be honest, he's a bit hard to love, but that doesn't keep him from trying to find the perfect girl. He can talk mostly about anything. He is bluntly honest, and his comments can leave scars. He doesn't notice how his actions affect people around him, and when someone brings it up he shakes them off.
Appearance: Nathanial still has the same face as he did seventeen years ago. Nothing really has changed except for a few stress lines on his forehead. He has brown eyes that can either be unnerving or loving, it depends on how he sees you. His strawberry blonde hair always looks windswept. He's on the short side standing only 5ft 7in tall. He is muscular.
Background: Nathanial grew up in a small southern town. Everybody knew each other, everybody knew what's going on with who, who to trust and who they have to. Every one was close knit, and Nathanial didn't particulary enjoy that. He likes his privacy. He grew up learning how to treat a lady properly, but once he got out of high school, all those lessons were thrown out the window, although some still linger in his mind. Growing up, he never got to see much of the world, and now that he's free he's going to do just that. He doesn't really have a plan for his future, he will accept what comes.
Occupation: Currently Nathanial is taking a gap year, so he doesn't really have a job. He is currently traveling around to explore different places.
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