Post by Maddox on Mar 21, 2010 16:15:50 GMT -5
Name: Caden Maddox McIntyre
Nick-Name: N/A
Nationality: Third Generation American
Ethnicity: English, Irish, Scottish.
Age: 15 - Sophomore
Weight: 160
Height: 5'9
Cosmetic: Prefers casual clothing, nothing flashy or expensive more often than not. Normally can be seen in a long or short sleeved shirts and faded jeans or cargo pants. His clothing is always loose as to not hinder movement. His pant legs resting fully on his shoes, and his shirts covering bellow his zipper while upright. This gives him room to squirm out of his shirt if it is latched onto, and means he won't be tripping over his own pant leg.
Important Details
Personality: Caden started his freshmen year as a kind and upbeat kid, mostly untouched by his rough home life and frequent trouble in schools. Unfortunately his freshmen year struck him devastatingly hard, twisting his personality into something cold, cruel, and nearly unreachable. Even the one glimmer of warmth his life held slipped away quietly, leaving him to drift through his agony alone.
History: Caden had been adopted by a loving mother and abusive father during his early childhood, and spent as much time as he could making himself a very small target. Learning quickly how to read his father's emotions and expressions to avoid beatings lead him to understanding bullies more easily, but it was his mother who shielded him with her tender care through the years that kept him as emotionally untouched by the abuse as he was.
However over the years more violence slipped into his life, and he began to lash back with equal vengeance. And as any student in a corrupt and violent system can tell you, it only made things worse. For his freshmen year of high school he was was thrown violently into one of the most dangerous and abusive school systems in new york, Public High School #552.
Somehow he retained his innocence and outgoing personality for several months, using his ability to avoid direct conflict happily, and doing as much as possible to avoid predators. But he overlooked one type of predator he had no defense against, the seductive viper that is women. Seduced into a relationship he wasn't ready for he quickly found himself in love, only to find that his first love interest had slept with another man during the course of their relationship.
Jaded by the knife jutting from his heart he spiraled deeper into the bloody halls of 552, no longer avoiding violence, and no longer holding by honorable principles to inflict as little permanent damage as possible. His fighting style morphed from boxing to something more along the lines of street fighting, dirty tricks and dishonorable strikes became more brutal and more common.
But while lashing out at his environment he found himself in the unique company of a blind girl, several years his senior, with a softness and tolerance that slowly seeped the anger and coldness out of him. His relationship with this girl was much healthier, although he regretted how distant he was during the course of the relationship it changed him for the better, slowly making him what he was before, and better.
But the more distance he put between himself and his family, the more his mother took the brunt of his father's anger until finally he returned home and found his father in the midst of raping his mother to death. Shocked to the core and so disturbed that he couldn't even bring himself to open his lips to yell a protest. His father turned on him soon after, and in the midst of a struggle he was devastated to remember a broken bottle had been lodged in his adopted father's neck.
After this there was no returning to what he was, he was broken to the things around him, silent in the company of his spare few friends, distant from the one source of comfort, and deaf to words of comfort. During the course of the police investigation he pooled money gained from working for his only real role model and found himself a very small apartment within walking distance of school and slipped out of all social circles, closing in on himself, and expressing himself almost exlusively through brutal violence.
But the school simply held too many memories, and he couldn't remain there any longer. So he took his savings from working for a friend, a club owner, and left for a new schol district.
Fighting Style: Boxing, street fighting, sparse bits of Chinese martial arts, and information gained and learned through military combat texts.
Strengths: Many different techniques, good speed and strength, with a simplistic brutality that is at once both effective and destructive. With virtually no remorse and no qualms a bout inflicting permanent damage there is no hesitation in his fights.
Weaknesses: His stamina is still not top notch, and with each step he takes closer to the top fighters of the school it seems like they take two more. One of his largest weaknesses is that he will refuse to step down from any fight, each fight needs to end with a body on the floor, and with so many stronger than him this can be quite dangerous.
STR: 15 DEX: 20 CON: 15 WIS: 30 INT: 5 CHA: 5
Posts: 622
Money: $1,866
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Nick-Name: N/A
Nationality: Third Generation American
Ethnicity: English, Irish, Scottish.
Age: 15 - Sophomore
Weight: 160
Height: 5'9
- Head: Medium length red hair. Rarely does anything with his hair beyond putting a little wax on his fingers and running them through his hair, leaving his hair with distinct strands of hair, and keeping the hair out of his left eye. Sharp green eyes look out of or hide behind his brilliant red hair. His face is largely hidden by his hair, but he still has a fairly young appearance.
- Torso: Formed but hidden pecks. Chest muscles still need toning. His skin is pale, untanned. The body shape shows that he is quite adapt with speed along with a deceptive strength. Shoulders are broad and slope down away from his neck as though he is always carrying a weight on them. His back is usually holding a good straight posture.
- Arms & Hands: Well built for speed. All solid bones and muscles. Has no scars or discernible markings that make them stand out yet.. Average palm size, fingers are a tad thinner than most, knuckles are very prominent when made into a fist. His hands have a deceptive strength about them as he uses them frequently to grip onto limbs.
- Legs and Feet: Legs are only solid bones and strong lean muscle, having burned off youthful weight over his first year in 552. His legs have been fine tuned for speed, precision, and long performance. Knee caps have hardened over the years as a result of attacking solid bone. Shin bones are hardened through frequent use, his feet are average size but wider than normal, aiding his balance. The ball and heel of the feet are tough due frequent running and fights while barefoot.
Cosmetic: Prefers casual clothing, nothing flashy or expensive more often than not. Normally can be seen in a long or short sleeved shirts and faded jeans or cargo pants. His clothing is always loose as to not hinder movement. His pant legs resting fully on his shoes, and his shirts covering bellow his zipper while upright. This gives him room to squirm out of his shirt if it is latched onto, and means he won't be tripping over his own pant leg.
Important Details
Personality: Caden started his freshmen year as a kind and upbeat kid, mostly untouched by his rough home life and frequent trouble in schools. Unfortunately his freshmen year struck him devastatingly hard, twisting his personality into something cold, cruel, and nearly unreachable. Even the one glimmer of warmth his life held slipped away quietly, leaving him to drift through his agony alone.
History: Caden had been adopted by a loving mother and abusive father during his early childhood, and spent as much time as he could making himself a very small target. Learning quickly how to read his father's emotions and expressions to avoid beatings lead him to understanding bullies more easily, but it was his mother who shielded him with her tender care through the years that kept him as emotionally untouched by the abuse as he was.
However over the years more violence slipped into his life, and he began to lash back with equal vengeance. And as any student in a corrupt and violent system can tell you, it only made things worse. For his freshmen year of high school he was was thrown violently into one of the most dangerous and abusive school systems in new york, Public High School #552.
Somehow he retained his innocence and outgoing personality for several months, using his ability to avoid direct conflict happily, and doing as much as possible to avoid predators. But he overlooked one type of predator he had no defense against, the seductive viper that is women. Seduced into a relationship he wasn't ready for he quickly found himself in love, only to find that his first love interest had slept with another man during the course of their relationship.
Jaded by the knife jutting from his heart he spiraled deeper into the bloody halls of 552, no longer avoiding violence, and no longer holding by honorable principles to inflict as little permanent damage as possible. His fighting style morphed from boxing to something more along the lines of street fighting, dirty tricks and dishonorable strikes became more brutal and more common.
But while lashing out at his environment he found himself in the unique company of a blind girl, several years his senior, with a softness and tolerance that slowly seeped the anger and coldness out of him. His relationship with this girl was much healthier, although he regretted how distant he was during the course of the relationship it changed him for the better, slowly making him what he was before, and better.
But the more distance he put between himself and his family, the more his mother took the brunt of his father's anger until finally he returned home and found his father in the midst of raping his mother to death. Shocked to the core and so disturbed that he couldn't even bring himself to open his lips to yell a protest. His father turned on him soon after, and in the midst of a struggle he was devastated to remember a broken bottle had been lodged in his adopted father's neck.
After this there was no returning to what he was, he was broken to the things around him, silent in the company of his spare few friends, distant from the one source of comfort, and deaf to words of comfort. During the course of the police investigation he pooled money gained from working for his only real role model and found himself a very small apartment within walking distance of school and slipped out of all social circles, closing in on himself, and expressing himself almost exlusively through brutal violence.
But the school simply held too many memories, and he couldn't remain there any longer. So he took his savings from working for a friend, a club owner, and left for a new schol district.
Fighting Style: Boxing, street fighting, sparse bits of Chinese martial arts, and information gained and learned through military combat texts.
Strengths: Many different techniques, good speed and strength, with a simplistic brutality that is at once both effective and destructive. With virtually no remorse and no qualms a bout inflicting permanent damage there is no hesitation in his fights.
Weaknesses: His stamina is still not top notch, and with each step he takes closer to the top fighters of the school it seems like they take two more. One of his largest weaknesses is that he will refuse to step down from any fight, each fight needs to end with a body on the floor, and with so many stronger than him this can be quite dangerous.
STR: 15 DEX: 20 CON: 15 WIS: 30 INT: 5 CHA: 5
Posts: 622
Money: $1,866
552 Profile: lifepointone.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=studentdirectory&thread=20981&page=1
