Post by luc on Jul 15, 2012 22:41:38 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Luc Novak
★ NICKNAME: N/A
★ MEMBER GROUP: Epispect
★ POKEMON: Shinx (male if I can)
★ STATUS N/A
★ AGE: twenty one
★ HEIGHT: six feet zero inches
★ WEIGHT: one hundred and seventy six pounds
★ FACE CLAIM: Tsume from Wolf’s Rain
★ APPEARANCE:
Luc has a tall build, with wide shoulders and long legs. He’s not bulky or huge, but he’s all muscle. His face is angled and stern, with no soft edges. His eyes brows are usually drawn in a scowl over his golden eyes. Flecks of hazel and red can be seen if you look close enough, but usually by then Luc has you on the ropes and he’s moving in for the kill. Sturdy arms are crossed across his chest and Luc tends to stand at the ready, with feet shoulders width apart. There is a sense of command around him and he rarely moves without purpose. His clothing is tight fitting and has at least on rip in it. Luc likes to show off his muscles and leaves the top few buttons undone on his collar. A ragged “X” shaped scar flares across his pectoral muscles, just slightly off to the left where his heart is. Luc rarely wears bright colored clothes or adequate clothes either. He hates layering in winter and still wears black in summer.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Practical
- Perseveres
- Decisive
- Mature
- Courageous
★ NEGATIVE:
- Stubborn
- Callous
- Jealous
- Aloof
- Guarded
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Likes to sit on ledges or high places
- Walks around with his hands in his pockets
- Scared of water, especially deep water, or when he has to walk through it at night
- Opens doors for people, it’s an old habit that never died.
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Luc is a real pain in the butt. He’s cool and aloof, rarely taking the time to care about anyone other than himself. Hard headed, it’s near impossible to plant an idea in his head that wasn’t already there or change his opinions. Almost everything in the world is black and white to him. There’s no gray area for emotions to interfere. You live or you die, you’re a thief or you’re not, you can take advantage of the situation or not. Needless to say Luc doesn’t mull over his decisions at all. He’s very good at judging the situation and acting on instinct. It’s his quick decision making that has kept him alive for so long. Someone else may have an opinion and may tell him, but Luc doesn’t care. He’s stubborn to a fault and won’t admit to weakness or go back on a promise.
A bit old fashioned in the fact his word is as good as law, he holds himself to a standard and even opens doors for women and old people. Whether he likes it or not, Luc does have a gooey center under all the tough crispy outer shell. If he lets anyone in, he becomes very attached. He’s protective and vicious toward anything that comes near what is his. Emotions aren’t something he likes, but they come out in force with those he cares about. He’s not one to do anything half hearted so he will be a committed friends, lover or enemy.
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H I S T O R Y
- Luc was born on the streets. His mother was a prostitute and really didn’t care too much about caring for a baby. The young girl was living in a dilapidated abandoned house with seven other people. An older woman who had lost her husband and child to the illnesses and wild creatures that comes with being poor and living in the Jungle, took Luc in. Her ideals were drummed into him as a toddler. He may have been living like a street rat, but he wouldn’t act like one. The disease swept through the poorer parts of town and took many familiar faces. Luc was determined to stay by the old ladies side as she died but she pleaded with him to leave and take refuge somewhere away from the death filling the city. Where could he go? The disease was highly contagious and it was a wonder he wasn't already dead. Luc took to the tunnels, the canopy, anywhere he could where there was seclusion. The disease wasn't avoidable, but he never fell ill to it.
- Luc was holed up alone in the abandoned sector, barely getting by when he fell ill to something. Believing it was the virus, he rolled over and decided to give up. When Luc woke from his fever to see a full moon a few nights later he was more than a little surprised. The fever he'd suffered from wasn't the virus, but a severe chest cold probably brought on by malnutrition. He escaped death out of luck it seemed, but he survived and slowly grew stronger. He seemed to have suffered no ill effects from his lifestyle of small amounts of food and poor living conditions. At least at first. Luc believed himself healthy, well as healthy as he could be living on what he could scavenge, but the first time he caught a cold afterward, it nearly killed him. From that point on, if he caught any sort of illness, it hit him hard with high fevers and clogged lungs. Determined to survive no matter what, he pulled through every time and as he grew into a teen; he started making a name for himself.
- Street gangs were easy enough to find and get into. They were mostly youth that banded together to find food and supplies using whatever force was necessary. The good one’s could even live better than those on the right side of the law. Luc’s instincts and violent streak made him good at stealing and escaping. At age nineteen he took over a small gang, but grew it into one of the top black market enterprises. He or his members could get just about anything for someone that was desperate enough to pay lots of money. No one lacked for food or clothing and his cunning and cold stare earned him the nickname “Wolf”. Of course his time on top was limited. He had no pokemon and he wasn’t a gijinka so when a Feraligatr gijinka challenged him, Luc didn’t stand a chance.
- Knocked from power, Luc had nothing. He could still steal what he needed, but most of the poor population had been jealous of how he had lived above them with a high and mighty attitude. They certainly had no sympathy for him now, not that he wanted it. He had resorted to going through the trash when he came across a wild Shinx. It was hate at first site and they fought over trash cans and dumpsters whenever they’d meet. They came to a mutual respect and then slowly a friendship. Lex rarely left Luc’s side after that. The pair joined Epispect. Luc felt his skills could be useful as a bounty hunter. His relationship with the corporation was rocky however. He didn’t exactly follow orders very well or turn over all the illegal’s he found. In his mind, he has more of a contract and can use his own discretion. He thought about just leaving the whole thing and starting over, but he couldn’t exactly find it in himself to do that. Of course that sort of behavior wasn't tolerated and Luc had to clean up his act real fast. He became better at minimum, making it appear like he had followed orders to the letter. He delved into lessons of subtlety that he had learned on the streets as a child. As long as his superiors were happy, they would leave him alone. What he did in the dark of night and behind closed doors, Luc made sure they would never find out.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Jin!
★ AGE: Two decades and some change
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: Akio, Daisuke and Yasu. Promise this one’s my last… >.>
★ RP SAMPLE: N/A
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★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
CLEAR AND TRUE
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