Villager: Tarx
Villager Info
ID: #147390
Name: Tarx
Gender: Unspecified
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 9 years, 6 months ago
Career: Construction Worker
Owner: DaiKunz
Species: Big Cat
Color: Cougar
Buffs:House: House has been destroyed.
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Tarx no longer has a house! They will be unable to work. Please replace the house or move Tarx into a FC slot.
About
William Thomas "Tarx" Haerman
I've had a fascination with cars from the very beginning of my life. I grew up loving them, but knowing that I would never drive one because I was blind. I did anything I could to pursue my dream. I was going to be a racer one day. I was going to be a driver if it killed me.
I've had a fascination with cars from the very beginning of my life. I grew up loving them, but knowing that I would never drive one because I was blind. I did anything I could to pursue my dream. I was going to be a racer one day. I was going to be a driver if it killed me.
Statistics
Height: 5'9" Full-grown
Weight: 48 Kilograms (107 Pounds)
Stature: Rather scrawney, but still quite stern standing up.
Posture: Is under a vehicle such a posture? If so, that's where you can find em'
Nationality: American - Green Bay, WI
Dialect: North-Central American (Flamboyantly Alto)
Species: Cougar
Weight: 48 Kilograms (107 Pounds)
Stature: Rather scrawney, but still quite stern standing up.
Posture: Is under a vehicle such a posture? If so, that's where you can find em'
Nationality: American - Green Bay, WI
Dialect: North-Central American (Flamboyantly Alto)
Species: Cougar
Biography
Tarx hates his birth name. He hates a lot of things about himself, but he hates his name the most. He cannot stand to be called William, yet if you do it, he won't really care - or at least what he shows says so. Tarx was born the 2nd of three children to unknown parents in Green Bay. After a burglary set his home ablaze when he was 7, he was separated from his family, to whom he presumed to have died.
.From nearly the beginning of his life, it was apparent that he was very different from his other family members. His eyes are a glossed over grey color now, and he cannot see at all. When he was eight, he started noticing that his vision was beginning to fade. It was unknown to him what could be causing this. He began fearing for the worst that he would lose his vision. He befriended quite a few other wanderers in the city who gave him aid in exchange for...some not so pleasant underage boy things.
As he lived alone and wandering on what he could find, he noticed it becoming very difficult to do basic things. He stumbled over things constantly, struggled to find his way, couldn't tell what or who he was looking at or talking to and lost the ability to read. By eleven years old, he was blind. He was being supported by other wanderers, fortunately all his age and not so perverted. However, he began to miss the feeling of the favors that got him what he needed. As odd as that may seem, he seemed to like being called their "little girl."
He was blessed to have been found by a rather plump looking mouse accompanied by two taller men. They sat and talked with him for a good hour about his interests. He described that his biggest dream was to race. He wanted to drive for a living, and that even meant providing transportation and escort. He was fascinated by cars. Emmille then helped him to his feet, and they were off to Seattle.
