Post by Mitchell Strudd on Aug 8, 2011 5:41:38 GMT -5
MITCHELL STRUDD
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positive points.
■ Caring(he's a tsundere so he may try to disguise this by acting "un"caring)
■ Excellent physical strength(Phys. Ed teacher-ness)
■ Impressive Reflexes( " )
■ Honest
■ Unadulterated
■ Tall(if this is counted as positive)
negative points.
■ Easily angered
■ Easily flustered by flirting and/or sexually related remarks
■ Has a habit of being violent when angered
■ Addicted to cheap cigarettes
■ Addicted to his shades
■ Usually in a grumpy attitude
■ Has a weak mentality
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PLAYED BY.
Kero
OTHER CHARACTERS.
Blake Rohde
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OTHER CHARACTERS.
Blake Rohde
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