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       Wolfgang Danasty
       By: Wolfgang Danasty Date: January 20, 2014, 10:25 pm
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       Name: Wolfgang Danasty
       Race: Unicorn
       Gender: Stallion
       Age: 27
       Physical Description:
       Wolfgang Danasty is a pale white coloured pony with a short
       light blue mane, and a short tail cropped so that it would not
       get in the way of what he does best. He wears a red bandana over
       his head, a tell-tale bit of cloth that shows a hint at former
       connections to certain underground groups. His gadgets and tools
       are seen across his sides, and his throwing knives everywhere
       else that is convenient when he is out to steal something.
       Special Talent:
       Exuberant and friendly at first meeting, he would greet you with
       a hoofshake and a smile, asking you where you were going. He
       would continue the conversation, drawing it out for minutes at a
       time, lounging about as though he had nothing to hide, maybe a
       few over exaggerated gestures that would hint at him being a
       touch tipsy. After the friendly passing small talk, he pats you
       on the shoulder and stumbles past, accidentally brushing past
       you with a quick and frantic apology before continuing on his
       way.
       Now check yourself. You would find your watch missing, your coin
       purse cut, your wallet snatched, and all of your pockets with
       new holes in them. What was a friendly character was a facade,
       one of many acts put on to make ponies confident and comfortable
       enough to drop their guard. Wolfgang excels in little acts or
       facades to throw people off of his trail, or to get himself
       closer to what he wants.
       Likes:
       - Cash
       - Expensive artifacts
       - Gems
       - Chocolate
       - White wine
       - Gourmet foods
       
       Dislikes:
       - An empty pocket
       - Cheap knock-offs
       - Elaborate safes
       - Town guards
       - Nut based candies
       - Imported alcohol
       - His hideout being intruded upon
       Strengths:
       - Subterfuge
       - Petty Theft
       - Extortion
       - Acrobatics
       - Fast Talking
       - Knowing his surroundings
       - Throwing knives
       Weaknesses:
       - A bit of kleptomania
       - Not an up front fighter
       - Compulsive gambler
       - Neurotic about keeping things in his hideout in order
       Fears:
       - Other ponies intruding in his hideout and touching his things.
       - Being cornered with no way out and no tricks left to pull.
       - Losing all his earnings with no return foreseeable.
       - An abundance of witnesses.
       Bio: Wolfgang was born and raised in the slums of Tramplevania,
       needing to learn the ways of petty theft just to get by in life
       when he ran away from his abusive parents. He has been in
       trouble with the law multiple times at a young age, going in and
       out of the juvenile delinquents home multiple times. He didn’t
       stop what he did though; stealing was what he knew how to do,
       and stealing was what he would be groomed to do.
       One day, he picked the wrong pocket in a saloon, the pocket of a
       notorious gang leader. After beating Wolfgang off with both
       hooves and a death threat, one of his lieutenants who had seen
       his potential offered him a place in their gang. The tradeoff
       was nice: fifty percent of the cut went to the gang to help keep
       the guards off his back, and he could keep the rest. It just
       meant he had to step up his game a little more to survive. He
       then progressed from petty theft into more elaborate heists,
       targeting the more wealthy houses Tramplevania. His tricks of
       the trade continued to expand, from enchanting his hooves to
       climb walls and even ceilings, to cutting glass without
       shattering it, safe-cracking, and even some knife throwing on
       the side.
       It was a routine he had gotten used to, but it had all changed
       when the gang leader decided that it was time they tried to fry
       the bigger fish. Before Danasty knew it, he was hiding behind a
       bush on one of the smaller gravel roads in the Tramplevanian
       Alps, holding a dagger and a few throwing knives. He was as
       unprepared as the rest of his colleagues, but the boss needed
       cash, and he needed it yesterday.
       They waited nervously in those bushes for something, anything
       that they could jump and turn a quick profit from for a whole
       day. They were out for too long. The night fell, and they were
       beset by a manticore. His troupe was ripped apart as he climbed
       into a tree. By a pure stroke of crazy, he had managed to escape
       with his life, leaving everyone else behind as he ran for his
       life.
       With the gang now in bloody pieces in the Tramplevanian Alps, he
       went back to his previous life of petty theft, now blatantly
       aware of how short life could be if one wasn’t careful. To this
       day, he takes odd jobs on the side of his habit of stealing what
       isn’t his, but for some coin, he could be hired for various
       dishonest acts. Whether you think that that is simply another
       one of his cons though, is up to you.
       #Post#: 703--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wolfgang Danasty
       By: PLOTYNSTYNE Date: January 20, 2014, 11:08 pm
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       Stay away from my pockets, but...
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