Post by Guy on Jun 18, 2008 14:02:45 GMT -8
Profile: Guy Davis Cheng
- Name - Guy Davis Cheng
- Age - 15
- Date of Birth - 20th, January
- Blood Type - AB
- Gender - Male
- Sexuality - Heterosexual
- Ethnicity - Chinese-American
- Height - 5'7"
- Weight - 132lbs
- Eye Color - Brown
- Hair Color - Black
Appearance
Guy has a sharp, smooth contour of face, derisive brown eyes and thin eyebrows. His face is, amazingly, smooth and unscarred and short bangs curtain his forehead. His hair is short and straight, reaching down to the tip of his neck. He stands five feet and seven inches, which others seem to be impressed by but he still thinks he's too short. His build is ... slight, and his accustomed expressions are either a frown or a grin. In some occasions he does smile though, thankfully.
Personality
Some people say Guy's a jerk. ...
Most people say Guy's a jerk. ...
Everyone Guy knows says Guy's a jerk. Why? Well, some would think the anwswer obvious. Guy's a jerk. Plain as that. He rarely regards other peoples feelings and has a derisive perspective of life. Mostly, he doesn't take anything seriously, unless he gets beat up or harmed in some way in the process. Even then, with blood on his face, he'd still be making wisecracks or taunts.
He has what his Uncle would call a twisted sense of humor and poor reasoning, and he tends to not think about things before he acts. He has an attraction to girls, well--obviously, and a knack for getting spat or kicked at for it. It also gets him into a wee bit more trouble if any intrusive intruders intrude. He has a morbid loathe for dogs, cats, and all and any animals with fur and the intent of touching you. ... Save the rabbit. He likes bunnies, so what?
He has a strong revulsion for jerks, bullies, or tough guys, despite being the former himself, and is a tad impatient. He has a favor of mystics and fantasy but knows that if he ever had the chance he'd end up helping the dragon. Being the jerk, wisecrack, and whatever else you may call him he is, he's never had any friends that "wouldn't turn down the offer of a blueback to try and beat him to orange pulp". So in other words, he's never had any friends, just people to talk to one day, forget the next.
But deep down inside, he's really just a lonely guy who needs to be... -- "When I find whoever wrote this stupid Personality section... heh. I wonder, if I throw him down a cliff, how many times would he bounce?" - Guy[/center]
- Mentality - A little grudging, to who or why has yet to be known.
- Ideal - He just wants to be apprecia--"Once... twice... thrice..." - Guy
- Belief - In Guy's perspective, there are people who don't believe in God, and do. He is one of the ones that do.
Fighting Style
There is no specific method for what Guy does in combat. For five years of his early life, he went to a Wushu class to learn Wushu Martial Arts. He never really paid any attention to techniques or methods though, or even cared. If he is forced into a hand-to-hand fight, or if he stupidly gets himself into trouble at his new High School, he will combine whatever moves he thinks would be preferable and use them. Guy is not very skilled in fighting, but is still proud of his current competence.
- Years Practiced - Five
- Description of Style - Not Applicable
History
Despite his half-chinese heritage, Guy was born in California and lived there all his life. His parents were Misato Cheng, his Mother, and Harold Ramona Davis, his Father, both of which are now deceased, leaving Guy in the care of an Uncle on his Father's side - Raymond.
- When Guy was a child, he did not attend kindergarten or go to any public schools, rather being home schooled by his parents. From since he'd learned to crawl, he'd preferred his Mother over his Father, whom had a ruthless indifference for him always. He was an only child, with no elder or younger siblings. At six years, he began to attend Wushu in a public place, studying the rest of the time he was home. He grew smart and strong and learned to understand things better. His Mother told him that his Uncle named him Guy, and she accepted the name. Had he not though, she told him he would be named Shinji, a Japanese name. Guy pondered the name and didn't know what to think. It wasn't a bad name, but it was so ... different. He resolved that if he ever got any friends that they could call him Shinji if they wished, in honor of his Mother's decision.
-- When Guy was eight, his parents were deciding on whether to enter him into public school when his Uncle Raymond came to live with them. He explained his situation of how his wife and he divorced and, being the owner of it, how she kicked him out of the house and he hadn't a place to stay. He would stay there for years much later, but nobody complained or asked him why.
-- After he was ten, Guy made his first friend in the Wushu class. She was a young Japanese girl named Atsuki, who had moved from Japan with her Mother and had lived in California for only two years. They began to share secrets, opinions, and do things together, and she was the only friend Guy would have for a while. The day before his eleventh birthday, his Uncle and his Mother were out shopping and he was out with Atsuki. The day had gone by quick though and Guy went home early, secretly pondering how quickly the years were going by and how old he was becoming, and if he and Atsuki would possibly become closer in the future. The thought pleased him, though he was a bit under-age to be thinking of such things. When he arrived home, he found the door lock and used the key to the back door he had for convenience, though he often wondered why it wasn't a key to the front.
Coming inside, he found the house completely empty; all the lights were off. He looked around, wondering if his Father had gone out. He went to check his Father's bedroom, and walked into a sight that would haunt him further on in nightmares. It was his Father, yes. Nude. In bed. With a woman, also nude. And it was most definitely not his Mother. He screamed that night, only then getting the twos' attention. At first, Harold was shocked to see his son standing in the doorway. Then he grew angry, and with a pair of scissors from the end table, slit Guy across his right shoulder. But Guy was too shocked to feel any pain. The next morning, Misato and Raymond arrived, and found Guy sitting in the upper story hall, bleeding. Guy had not slept that night. Through tears, he explained what happened and that his Father had left. Misato told him that Harold would not be coming back.
Guy stopped attending Wushu, and things got all the worse when Atsuki told him that her Mother and she would be moving out of California. The last and worst thing that happened that year, though, was that only six months after, Misato died in a car accident. Even though there wasn't proof, Guy was sure it had something to do with his Father. Haunted by a series of heartbreaking events, he succumbed to bitterness, rudeness and indifference for things. His horizons dulled and he no longer cared about what he did or was doing. Everything had gone wrong.
Atsuki was gone, and they could no longer have a future together. His Father had turned out disloyal and sick. His Mother was dead. He had no one to confide in. He never really liked his Uncle Raymond.
-- When he turned fourteen, Raymond forced him to go to a Public High School. Guy supposed he couldn't argue and did so. He constantly got into trouble, though, and dropped out after only a few months. Guy began to darken. He could never get friends anymore. He was changed now, and the way he acted would turn anyone off. This made him even more dispirited. His life was an endless sulk.
-- After he turned fifteen, Raymond would approach him as he sat in his bedroom staring out at the vast reaches of the sky. Without moving, Guy said, "What is it?"
"Brighten up, Guy, or you'll be miserable the rest of your life."
Guy didn't wince or smile. "That's what you say every year."
Raymond sighed. "Yeah, well, you're going to have to change that attitude, and quick."
"Why should I?"
"Because..." Raymond said. "Starting tomorrow, you'll be attending Public High School #259."
- Type of residence - Guy lives in a two-story house built in an L-shape with a fairly done garden and a hedge of evergreen trees. He has lived here for all the fifteen years of his life.
- Roommates - None.
- Cases against the Faculty: 0
- Cases of Hurting Students: 1
- Notice - Scar on right shoulder.
