Post by Anton Lorenz on May 22, 2007 22:04:05 GMT -8
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Anton Lorenz
Age:14
Height:6'2"
Weight:206 lbs.
Blood Type:O
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Eye Color:Brown
Hair:Black, with honey-gold in between
Pass Time Information
Hobbies:Working out, playing video games, reading, eating candy, playing poker
Talents:Martial arts, jump-roping
Favorite things:Blow-Pops, a good game of Texas Hold 'Em, prize fighting
Mental Information
Personality:What Anton considers pure confidence in himself, others would most likely see as being somewhat cocky. Nonetheless, he's assertive when he feels he deserves the right, & humble when he feels obligated to be. Overall, his personality is usually bright & positive, aiming to spread the good feeling around.
Mentality:At the surface, Anton seems to be simple-minded. Not to say he's stupid, but his mental processes are usually very practical. Yet, one may find, in time, that Anton has a very deep train of thought, though he doesn't notice it. Yet, for the most part, he's stable despite his history.
Ideal:Doing what can be done for a positive outcome. Anton can say that hard work pays off by experience alone, & until he finds something positive about his life experiences, he'll keep up the ideal of slaving towards his goals.
Belief:A loose sort of Christianity crowns Anton's belief system. He believes in a God, a Jesus, & a Heaven for those found clean of sin after death...but he's no saint. He cusses, he lusts, & he has a bad knack of making wise cracks, but his slip-ups are usually done when he isn't thinking. Thus, when he sees himself wrong, he prays that he's forgiven, works to not do it again, & keeps going.
Physical Information
Build:A decent muscular definition. He's not some pro bodybuilder, but practicing in martial arts does wonders.
Head:His head shape is generally normal. However, his eyelids have a droop to them that may make some believe that he is either constantly tired, bored with something or high. However, that's not the case. The nose is rounded & slightly flared, but there's length to balance it out. His mouth is somewhat big, with full lips & a set of teeth that shows they've taken a few jaw realignments or two through combat.
Torso:His torso's a tad short to give way to the length in his lower body. However, the definition of his torso muscles is evident, especially in the abdomen, where a 6-pack is present, though not exactly bulging.
Arms:If Anton's tall, he has to have a pretty big wingspan. With muscles for width & natural length, Anton's arms sometimes resemble small, wittled logs.
Legs:Long, even for his height. His thighs are large & tight, & the same goes for his calves.
Feet:In American shoe sizes, Anton wears a size 13. On top of that, his feet are slender, making it especially hard to find shoes that fit.
Apparel Information
Head Gear:Anton's hair is twisted into dreadlocks, some in their natural black, others dyed a blonde-ish color. To accentuate that, Anton may wear bandanas rolled up into headband size, or just throw on a fitted baseball cap & let his locks fall in front of his eyes.
Shirts:One day, Anton's feeling gangster & may throw on a 4-sizes-too-big t-shirt. The next day, Anton may be feeling the punk-rock look & throw on a fitted Vans tee. The next day, a polo shirt may catch his interest. It's random.
Pants:If Anton's not wearing jeans, he's wearing jean shorts. And if neither of those, he's wearing sweats, no matter the season.
Shoes:Anton has a fetish for slip-ons & Adidas shoes. Either one will catch his attention for sure.
Misc:Anton's neck may be adorned with dog tags, chains, some shell necklaces, with a bracelet to match. And if none of those, Anton will definitely have a diamond stud in his ear.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: There is no official name for it, as the style passes through various cultures & creeds. However, all peoples that this style has passed through call it by one name in their respective language: "Circle." The style was started some time during the 1600s by a Filipino fisherman that happened to travel & learn martial arts in the various countries he visited. He compiled the styles & passed them on in the quest to connect all styles together under one bond. As new people learn the "Circle," what previous fighting arts they may know are added to the list of styles connected, & the style evolves, which has ensured its survival throughout the years. However, despite the medley of styles brought together to bring harmony among warriors, every practicioner has a certain affinity for what styles they like to use specifically. In Anton's case, his "Circle" consists of Tae Kwon Do, Escrima, Capoeira & Muay Thai. Those aren't in any particular order, but the style focuses on branching multiple styles in the grand scheme of coming back to the style that was started off with.
Years Practiced: 8 years. Anton started learning when he was 6.
History Information
History:Anton was born into a family of hardasses, considering his dad was a patrol cop & his mom was the district attorney in San Francisco, CA. Thus, Anton had a pretty early concept of going against the "bad guy." Life was good, the family wasn't lacking, & they were all-around happy. However, Anton would soon learn that all things lasted for a season; nothing was permanent.
One day, he was on the way home from school with his mother after she had come from court. Apparently, some high-profile 'bad guy' had just been buried during the verdict. The ride was smooth; no car wreck, no disturbances in the street, just broken glass. That broken glass would lead to a police ballistics report to explain why the drivers'-side window was shot out & from which direction, in order to shed light on the fact that Anton's mom was sniped at a red light. Anton survived & was sent home to his father, where he'd realize his mother was gone & wasn't coming home.
Of course, reality's gonna be a bit...cracky after an event like that, if not completely shattered. However, life went on. Anton & his father were informed that most likely the sniping was a vengeance hit for the man she helped to convict, who was a key member in mafia operations in the area. If that was the case, the two would have to relocate under Witness Protection. After all, Anton WAS a witness. However, the two chose to stay in San Francisco. Therefore, they were simply relocated to another part of town without a word. From there, they adjusted---Daddy Lorenz worked at the local gas station & Anton switched schools. However, a person would walk into Anton's life that would help him get himself in a position of really growing up & becoming the man he was meant to be.
Raneef Shabazz, a next-door neighbor to the Lorenz family introduced himself as a maintenance man. However, a few days later, he'd reintroduce himself as an ass-kicking martial artist when Anton was found cornered by men in good looking suits with duct tape & chloroform. The miraculous appearance of Shabazz & his rescue of young Anton brought his father to believe something: if Anton was going to survive as the witness to his own mother's murder by organized criminals, he'd need to learn a few things in order to defend himself. From then on, Anton would rely on his dad to feed him & provide for his financial needs. Raneef, however, would become the support beam for the grapevine that would be Anton's maturity.
Learning under Raneef, Anton found out that his now mentor had spent jail time for being a gangster. He, too, had lost family in the form of both parents. Thus, with no direction, a lot of "why's" in his head & a ball of pain & anger covering his heart, he turned to the streets to ease the pain. However, his pain didn't ease until he did time & reformed. When he was released, Raneef came across a master of "Circle." He learned the style, adding on the Aikido skills he learned during his gangster days to expand on. And so, he taught Anton that even though he only had one parent & he was a target for death, that everything moved in a circle---everything had its season, some things came back, others went into another different cycle. Life moves on past certain points. This lesson was passed on from teacher to student, which began Anton's training in his Circle.
8 years passed since Anton began training under Raneef, & Kevin was done with middle school, preparing to move on to high school. He'd went out to get food for his mentor (which happened to be a roast beef sandwhich from a liquor store). On the way there, he was brought to a rather familiar situation---one alleyway, one of him, & about 5 men in expensive suits with death on their faces. Only this time, he wasn't some pissy little boy, & his melee skills proved it. However, an altercation goes to the next level when weapons are drawn, & Anton's sudden gaze behind his back turned into tunnel vision. That is, the tunnel of a Colt 45 with the bullet visible, ready to jump out & fly, taking some of Anton's brain with it. However, even with a gun pointed at him, he still had some sort of aid to save his life in the form of a teenager that was probably a couple years older than him. Slightly tanned skin, brown hair, three scars over his right eye, & a burning flame in his hazel irises was all Anton could catch before the kid jumped off the building on one side of the alleyway, stomping on the hand of the armed thug, then turning around & breaking the footsoldier that attempted to rush Anton from behind with a knife. When all enemies were felled, the two teens looked each other in the eye before feeling the need to go their own ways:
"...Thanks. What's your name?"
"Kevin Alvari."
"Kevin, huh? I'm Anton...& the circle's started. One day, I'm gonna meet you again...& I'll repay the favor."
"Heheh...deep. I like that. I'll be waiting, kid."
And with that, the two parted ways as the sound of police sirens sounded in the distance.
When Anton got home, he'd told his father & his mentor what happened. As both of them saw that those who wished to see Anton disappear were upping the ante, one thought came to mind: San Francisco wasn't safe. Thus, the following night was spent with Anton's dad researching only God knows what. The next morning, however, proved to be the start of a new season.
Anton had $1000, a map to Long Beach & the hope that the trip he was about to take would help him lose his pursuers. He was travelling on foot & hitchhiking, he made sure to use as little personal information as possible, & made sure to leave no trace of where he'd been. As far as a definite destination was concerned, he was told that a connection to his dad's job could provide him with shelter & all needs fulfilled. Thus, he made it to Long Beach by himself to hopefully move on & put this season of pursuit to an end.
Thus is Anton Lorenz. Let the circle spiral onward.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of resident: A condo with two bedrooms, a bathroom & a living room with the kitchen connected to it. The condo sits on the second floor of an apartment building in a rather large complex gated off. Residents need an ID card, & guests are required that they know certain information in order to have access. That information would either be given out by the resident inviting that guest, or through some HEAVY hacking of information, along with proper persuasion of security.
Roommates: None, at the moment.
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Progress
Strength:15
Dexterity:20
Constitution:10
Intelligence:10
Wisdom:15
Charisma:20
Fights & EXP:
Name: Anton Lorenz
Age:14
Height:6'2"
Weight:206 lbs.
Blood Type:O
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Eye Color:Brown
Hair:Black, with honey-gold in between
Pass Time Information
Hobbies:Working out, playing video games, reading, eating candy, playing poker
Talents:Martial arts, jump-roping
Favorite things:Blow-Pops, a good game of Texas Hold 'Em, prize fighting
Mental Information
Personality:What Anton considers pure confidence in himself, others would most likely see as being somewhat cocky. Nonetheless, he's assertive when he feels he deserves the right, & humble when he feels obligated to be. Overall, his personality is usually bright & positive, aiming to spread the good feeling around.
Mentality:At the surface, Anton seems to be simple-minded. Not to say he's stupid, but his mental processes are usually very practical. Yet, one may find, in time, that Anton has a very deep train of thought, though he doesn't notice it. Yet, for the most part, he's stable despite his history.
Ideal:Doing what can be done for a positive outcome. Anton can say that hard work pays off by experience alone, & until he finds something positive about his life experiences, he'll keep up the ideal of slaving towards his goals.
Belief:A loose sort of Christianity crowns Anton's belief system. He believes in a God, a Jesus, & a Heaven for those found clean of sin after death...but he's no saint. He cusses, he lusts, & he has a bad knack of making wise cracks, but his slip-ups are usually done when he isn't thinking. Thus, when he sees himself wrong, he prays that he's forgiven, works to not do it again, & keeps going.
Physical Information
Build:A decent muscular definition. He's not some pro bodybuilder, but practicing in martial arts does wonders.
Head:His head shape is generally normal. However, his eyelids have a droop to them that may make some believe that he is either constantly tired, bored with something or high. However, that's not the case. The nose is rounded & slightly flared, but there's length to balance it out. His mouth is somewhat big, with full lips & a set of teeth that shows they've taken a few jaw realignments or two through combat.
Torso:His torso's a tad short to give way to the length in his lower body. However, the definition of his torso muscles is evident, especially in the abdomen, where a 6-pack is present, though not exactly bulging.
Arms:If Anton's tall, he has to have a pretty big wingspan. With muscles for width & natural length, Anton's arms sometimes resemble small, wittled logs.
Legs:Long, even for his height. His thighs are large & tight, & the same goes for his calves.
Feet:In American shoe sizes, Anton wears a size 13. On top of that, his feet are slender, making it especially hard to find shoes that fit.
Apparel Information
Head Gear:Anton's hair is twisted into dreadlocks, some in their natural black, others dyed a blonde-ish color. To accentuate that, Anton may wear bandanas rolled up into headband size, or just throw on a fitted baseball cap & let his locks fall in front of his eyes.
Shirts:One day, Anton's feeling gangster & may throw on a 4-sizes-too-big t-shirt. The next day, Anton may be feeling the punk-rock look & throw on a fitted Vans tee. The next day, a polo shirt may catch his interest. It's random.
Pants:If Anton's not wearing jeans, he's wearing jean shorts. And if neither of those, he's wearing sweats, no matter the season.
Shoes:Anton has a fetish for slip-ons & Adidas shoes. Either one will catch his attention for sure.
Misc:Anton's neck may be adorned with dog tags, chains, some shell necklaces, with a bracelet to match. And if none of those, Anton will definitely have a diamond stud in his ear.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: There is no official name for it, as the style passes through various cultures & creeds. However, all peoples that this style has passed through call it by one name in their respective language: "Circle." The style was started some time during the 1600s by a Filipino fisherman that happened to travel & learn martial arts in the various countries he visited. He compiled the styles & passed them on in the quest to connect all styles together under one bond. As new people learn the "Circle," what previous fighting arts they may know are added to the list of styles connected, & the style evolves, which has ensured its survival throughout the years. However, despite the medley of styles brought together to bring harmony among warriors, every practicioner has a certain affinity for what styles they like to use specifically. In Anton's case, his "Circle" consists of Tae Kwon Do, Escrima, Capoeira & Muay Thai. Those aren't in any particular order, but the style focuses on branching multiple styles in the grand scheme of coming back to the style that was started off with.
Years Practiced: 8 years. Anton started learning when he was 6.
History Information
History:Anton was born into a family of hardasses, considering his dad was a patrol cop & his mom was the district attorney in San Francisco, CA. Thus, Anton had a pretty early concept of going against the "bad guy." Life was good, the family wasn't lacking, & they were all-around happy. However, Anton would soon learn that all things lasted for a season; nothing was permanent.
One day, he was on the way home from school with his mother after she had come from court. Apparently, some high-profile 'bad guy' had just been buried during the verdict. The ride was smooth; no car wreck, no disturbances in the street, just broken glass. That broken glass would lead to a police ballistics report to explain why the drivers'-side window was shot out & from which direction, in order to shed light on the fact that Anton's mom was sniped at a red light. Anton survived & was sent home to his father, where he'd realize his mother was gone & wasn't coming home.
Of course, reality's gonna be a bit...cracky after an event like that, if not completely shattered. However, life went on. Anton & his father were informed that most likely the sniping was a vengeance hit for the man she helped to convict, who was a key member in mafia operations in the area. If that was the case, the two would have to relocate under Witness Protection. After all, Anton WAS a witness. However, the two chose to stay in San Francisco. Therefore, they were simply relocated to another part of town without a word. From there, they adjusted---Daddy Lorenz worked at the local gas station & Anton switched schools. However, a person would walk into Anton's life that would help him get himself in a position of really growing up & becoming the man he was meant to be.
Raneef Shabazz, a next-door neighbor to the Lorenz family introduced himself as a maintenance man. However, a few days later, he'd reintroduce himself as an ass-kicking martial artist when Anton was found cornered by men in good looking suits with duct tape & chloroform. The miraculous appearance of Shabazz & his rescue of young Anton brought his father to believe something: if Anton was going to survive as the witness to his own mother's murder by organized criminals, he'd need to learn a few things in order to defend himself. From then on, Anton would rely on his dad to feed him & provide for his financial needs. Raneef, however, would become the support beam for the grapevine that would be Anton's maturity.
Learning under Raneef, Anton found out that his now mentor had spent jail time for being a gangster. He, too, had lost family in the form of both parents. Thus, with no direction, a lot of "why's" in his head & a ball of pain & anger covering his heart, he turned to the streets to ease the pain. However, his pain didn't ease until he did time & reformed. When he was released, Raneef came across a master of "Circle." He learned the style, adding on the Aikido skills he learned during his gangster days to expand on. And so, he taught Anton that even though he only had one parent & he was a target for death, that everything moved in a circle---everything had its season, some things came back, others went into another different cycle. Life moves on past certain points. This lesson was passed on from teacher to student, which began Anton's training in his Circle.
8 years passed since Anton began training under Raneef, & Kevin was done with middle school, preparing to move on to high school. He'd went out to get food for his mentor (which happened to be a roast beef sandwhich from a liquor store). On the way there, he was brought to a rather familiar situation---one alleyway, one of him, & about 5 men in expensive suits with death on their faces. Only this time, he wasn't some pissy little boy, & his melee skills proved it. However, an altercation goes to the next level when weapons are drawn, & Anton's sudden gaze behind his back turned into tunnel vision. That is, the tunnel of a Colt 45 with the bullet visible, ready to jump out & fly, taking some of Anton's brain with it. However, even with a gun pointed at him, he still had some sort of aid to save his life in the form of a teenager that was probably a couple years older than him. Slightly tanned skin, brown hair, three scars over his right eye, & a burning flame in his hazel irises was all Anton could catch before the kid jumped off the building on one side of the alleyway, stomping on the hand of the armed thug, then turning around & breaking the footsoldier that attempted to rush Anton from behind with a knife. When all enemies were felled, the two teens looked each other in the eye before feeling the need to go their own ways:
"...Thanks. What's your name?"
"Kevin Alvari."
"Kevin, huh? I'm Anton...& the circle's started. One day, I'm gonna meet you again...& I'll repay the favor."
"Heheh...deep. I like that. I'll be waiting, kid."
And with that, the two parted ways as the sound of police sirens sounded in the distance.
When Anton got home, he'd told his father & his mentor what happened. As both of them saw that those who wished to see Anton disappear were upping the ante, one thought came to mind: San Francisco wasn't safe. Thus, the following night was spent with Anton's dad researching only God knows what. The next morning, however, proved to be the start of a new season.
Anton had $1000, a map to Long Beach & the hope that the trip he was about to take would help him lose his pursuers. He was travelling on foot & hitchhiking, he made sure to use as little personal information as possible, & made sure to leave no trace of where he'd been. As far as a definite destination was concerned, he was told that a connection to his dad's job could provide him with shelter & all needs fulfilled. Thus, he made it to Long Beach by himself to hopefully move on & put this season of pursuit to an end.
Thus is Anton Lorenz. Let the circle spiral onward.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of resident: A condo with two bedrooms, a bathroom & a living room with the kitchen connected to it. The condo sits on the second floor of an apartment building in a rather large complex gated off. Residents need an ID card, & guests are required that they know certain information in order to have access. That information would either be given out by the resident inviting that guest, or through some HEAVY hacking of information, along with proper persuasion of security.
Roommates: None, at the moment.
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
| Slot | Item(s) |
| Head | |
| Hat/Bandana | Row 19 Column 2 |
| Earrings | Row 20 Column 2 |
| Glasses | Row 21 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Torso | |
| Shirt | Row 2 Column 2 |
| Jacket/Coat | Row 3 Column 2 |
| Necklace | Row 4 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Arms | |
| Arm | Row 6 Column 2 |
| Wrist | Row 7 Column 2 |
| Gloves | Row 8 Column 2 |
| Ring | Row 9 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Legs | |
| Pants | Row 11 Column 2 |
| Shin | Row 12 Column 2 |
| Shoes | Row 13 Column 2 |
| Belt | Row 14 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Misc | |
| 1 | Row 16 Column 2 |
| 2 | Row 17 Column 2 |
Progress
Strength:15
Dexterity:20
Constitution:10
Intelligence:10
Wisdom:15
Charisma:20
Fights & EXP:
