Christmasnightmare
Bones the Mad
- Joined
- Jun 17, 2011
- Location
- Arkanasas
It was a another rainy day within the large City of Haven Rock. The residents of the City having grown used to the steady supply of rain and clouds, the lone visitor was not used to much rain though. Having just arrived from a dyer climate from the west Penko couldn’t begin to understand why his grandmother had chosen to live in a place with so much rain. Penko muse to himself that it wasn’t that important really. He had traveled to this city to help take of his grandmother, and her store.
He had recently been contacted by his sister who lived within the city but was rather too busy juggling a marriage, and two wonderful children to be much help to their grandmother. So she had called Penko knowing he wouldn’t say no because he had nothing majorly important going on in his life. He wasn’t married, he had no real steady job, nor did he actually have a place to call home other than when he was with his Grandmother.
Penko was a rather tall guy in his own right standing 6’5, and having a well built body from all the traveling he did. Penko had a nice light brown completion or tan having spent much time outside. Penko had a full set of Black hair upon his head, cut short unlike most of his family. Penko’s strong face was covered with long black hair which made up a mustache and beard making him look older than he really was. Though Penko liked that fact, his clothing conceded of simple blue jeans, and a tight fitting blue shirt. Wearing tan work boots, and an old back pack upon his back, Penko looked to of been a average college student or even a Road Side worker getting off work.
Penko had been eager to see his grandmother again wondering if anything had changed since the last time her saw her. What was it? 2 years since he actually seen her in person? He had prepared a large smile upon his face as he quickly opened the door to her shop, the ringing bell that signaled a costumer had entered the shop was all to familiar to him.
Penko was about to call out for his grandmother in greeting until he seen she was busy doing something with costumer.
He had recently been contacted by his sister who lived within the city but was rather too busy juggling a marriage, and two wonderful children to be much help to their grandmother. So she had called Penko knowing he wouldn’t say no because he had nothing majorly important going on in his life. He wasn’t married, he had no real steady job, nor did he actually have a place to call home other than when he was with his Grandmother.
Penko was a rather tall guy in his own right standing 6’5, and having a well built body from all the traveling he did. Penko had a nice light brown completion or tan having spent much time outside. Penko had a full set of Black hair upon his head, cut short unlike most of his family. Penko’s strong face was covered with long black hair which made up a mustache and beard making him look older than he really was. Though Penko liked that fact, his clothing conceded of simple blue jeans, and a tight fitting blue shirt. Wearing tan work boots, and an old back pack upon his back, Penko looked to of been a average college student or even a Road Side worker getting off work.
Penko had been eager to see his grandmother again wondering if anything had changed since the last time her saw her. What was it? 2 years since he actually seen her in person? He had prepared a large smile upon his face as he quickly opened the door to her shop, the ringing bell that signaled a costumer had entered the shop was all to familiar to him.
Penko was about to call out for his grandmother in greeting until he seen she was busy doing something with costumer.