Post by Marcus Prasad on Jan 4, 2012 21:28:56 GMT -8
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Marcus Prasad
Also Known As: The Great Wolf of Anaheim, Grim Prasad, That one Asshole.
Age: 28
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 210 lbs
Blood Type: AB+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair: Reddish brown
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Parkour, Martial Arts, Video Games, Comics/Manga, PnP RPG's, War Games, Engineering, Mechanics and Technical things.
Talents: All of the Above but including being scary accurate with projectiles. Also has a lovely singing voice.
Favorite things: Fighting, Flirting and Food.
Sports/Clubs None for now
Misc.: LOVES a Good fight more than anything. Will actualy Shout taunts and encouragments to a weaker opponent in an attempt to get them to try harder and make the fight more interesting. Wears his hair long to hide his Cauliflower ears.
Mental Information
Personality:
If Marcus could be summed up in one word, that word would be 'Enthusiastic’. Almost Maniacaly so.
Humor and Confused Segues are his favorite tools to break the ice and put others at ease. Quick with a smirk, a smile and a wolfish grin as he spits sometimes nonsensical quips like ejected sunflower seeds just as fast as his fists and feet fly. But deep down inside, there’s a method to his rather unique brand of madness as age and experience has tempered his once juvenile mind into a crafty weapon for the adult world. Marcus is the type that neither Barks nor Bites but instead listens, making him almost immediately approachable unless it’s a good ol fashion ruckus you seek. Then you get the teeth. But if you be friend not foe, then a friend he shall be. Loyal, steadfast and true for so long as you do not betray his trust. For Marcus may forget, but he never forgives. Beware his mischevious streak.
Mentality:
Being ADHD, Marcus could never truly give up his almost childlike cheerfulness. Some may accuse it of being a façade, but in truth it’s just one of many aspects of the young boy that shift and whorl in his Mercurial mind. From Childlike glee to cold calculating fury and back again in almost no time at all. Marcus’ mental scape is as chaotic and unpredictable as a kaleidoscope to those who don’t know him to well.
Ideal:
Maximum Effort, always. If you laugh, Laugh loudly and obnoxiously and if you cry, pour your heart and soul out with your tears. Life is too short not to attack it with all the passion and determination you can muster.
And for the love of all that's good in the world, NEVER take life too seriously.
Physical Information
Some Pics of the man!
More References!
And another just because!
Build: Years and years of Parkour, Martial Arts training and Fighting for his life back in PHS# 552 has sculpted his body into a Svelt Muscular Fighting Machine with a Kind smile.
Defining Marks: His Wolflike Grin, His Mellow eyes and a stab wound scar on his back, just behind his heart. His skin tone is also distinct. A very tanned, almost mocha color.
Description:
Lets start at the top shall we? Marcus’ Face definatly shows his mixed Heritage between his Fijian Indian Father and his Irish American Mother. A well defined face with soft features framed by a mane of Reddish brown hair that goes down to his shoulder blades, tied back into a pony tail with his bangs spiked back. His open and friendly eyes are almost a honey brown color and his mouth is almost perpetualy twisted into a wry grin, covered in a thick fine rougish goatee.
His body is well muscled and defined from years of fighting, training and Freerunning with broad shoulders and a thick neck. Marcus’ Body also tells of his trials and pains. His ears are Cauliflowered and his brow is thick and scarred as are his knuckles and shins. On his back is a heavy scar from a broken beer bottle fight from many years ago. And if you must know, Yes, he has a hairy body as befiiting a man loaded with TESTOSTERONE!
Apparel Information
Marcus’ Wardrobe has not changed too terribly much over the years. His love of Cargo Pants and button up T-shirts have not subsided at all, though instead of wearing all black and white as before, now he dresses in more muted earthy tones of dark brown, tan, white and reddish clay with iconography that matches his intrests. His shoes are Runners made from Navy blue and brown leather. His coat is fancy, black and sophisticated and to top it all off, he is never seen outside without his Dark Blue flat cap and his leather jacket. In colder weather he wears sweaters under his coat.
(His Flat Cap)
(His Leather Jacket. The Badges are fake)
Head Gear: Dark Blue Flat Cap.
Shirts: Too many to even count here
Pants: CARGO PANTS AHOY! Sometimes Jeans
Shoes: His stylish runners
Misc:
His Leather jacket and cold weather sweater
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: A Hodgepodge combination of Kickboxing, Jui-jitsu, Wrestling, Capoiera and Mui Tai.
Years Practiced: Since he was a young child. Mabey around 6-8 years old.
Description of style:
Instead of Mastering an entire style, Marcus had opted to instead Master the basic Principles of many styles to create one for his own needs. This allows him to switch his move set with such fuidity, allowing him to be so unpredictable that he generaly leaves his opponents overwhelmed, beaten and broken as they try to keep up with his whirlwind blows and vice like chokes and holds.
One of the other (In fact the greatest ) Reasons Marcus is as dangerous as he is, is his ability to analyze, Mimic, Deconstruct and eventualy beat any style put against him. Marcus LEARNS you as he fights you and adapts on the fly, making prolonged engagements a very bad idea.
History Information
History:
Marcus’ History is a storied affair, full of Action, Romance and comedy!
Born into a mixed Race Family, with a fijian indian father and an Irish american mother and two older brothers, Marcus had a relatively happy childhood. He did all the things most children did. Played out in the sun, Play pranks on his older brothers (And get a good whuppin for it.) and went on adventures in central Park. Growing up, Marcus learned a lot from his family. It was his middle brother who first introduced him to Parkour and the boy was immediately smitten. He got his super sharp wit from his oldest brother and his mother and learned how to fight from all of them.
Elementary school was the poor boys first taste of the cruelty of children. Marcus’ Exhuberance and naivette marked him as an easy target to all the bullies in school. Many times he would come home bloodied and bruised in both body, mind and spirit. At first his brothers, alarmed as they were at seeing their little brother injured so, tried to scare off his bullies by taking them aside and having little ‘Chats’. This worked, for mabey about a month or two, until the bullies started getting more creative and discrete. Finaly his father had enough and instead bumped up Marcus’ training from a family fun game to a real workout.
This leads to his High school years in 552.
Marcus’ freshman year was reletively uneventful compared to his later years. The one defining moment would have to be his first fight against a teacher, Mr. Malice, outside on the school grounds. The even put Marcus straight in the hospital with broken ribs, but that was only the beginning of his whole new set of problems. The fight also served to put Marcus on the radar of every student with an axe to grind in 552. The rest of his freshmen year was quite literaly one fight after another all day every day.
His Sophomore year was much better only because this would be the year he would meet his first love. Kelsie Marie Skye was a young blond blue eyed blind girl who Marcus would be smitten with up until after his graduation, where a combination of relationship stress and the twisted Machinations of a rival named Falenor tore the two apart. This would also be the first year he would meet his mentor and Sensei, Leon Sudeki, the Lightning Dragon. To this day, Marcus still looks up to the man as if he was another older Brother.
His Junior year would be the Most intense as civil war struck out in 552. Disorganized and ill tempered, the ‘Green’ Revolutionaries who fought the ‘Blue’ Defenders were nothing more than a rabble mob of bloodthirsty thugs until Marcus walked up and beat them into a well oiled and intelligent fighting machine. This would be the year he would be completely thrusted into the spotlight as his position and outlook put him in direct conflict with some of the most powerful players in the school.
His Senior year saw a decline in activity from the boy as he put his focus completely on his school work and new Job with a young freshman girl named Kitana, who’s family owned a bike shop. Marcus would work with Kitana and her crew long after he graduated, creating for himself numerous Bikes, each one a work of art. Eventualy tired of the New York scene, Marcus quite his job, while maintaining good terms with Kitana and her family, and sold off all his bikes but two. A Harley Davidson Softail Custom, and a heavily modified Fatboy custom.
Marcus then took to traveling the world, Staying a few years in places like Dublin Ireland, Chandni Chowk India and all the way to the islands of Fiji before coming back to America, where he received a written letter from an old friend of his. Silk Velasquez, now Silk Sanada. Spurred on by a whim, Marcus packed up all of his possessions and went on a cross country Bike tour from New York City to California to reunite with with the girl who was essentialy the one and only Best friend he ever had.
Reaching California however turned out to be harder than he thought considering the state of the world was an apocalypse thanks to Barker taking over.
Enraged by the state of the World, the man quickly sought out a group to sell his services to, which lead him to an organization known as the Crows.
Over the next year or so he would establish himself within the Crows Hierarchy as a leader, obtaining the territory of Anaheim for his troubles.
Eventually however his brash boldness would lead to his downfall and his death.
This lasted all of a few minutes before he was resuscitated in a last ditch move by his commander Delilah Black thanks to her Valkyrie powers.
His last stab at changing the world came from a 1v1 confrontation against John Striker where the man disappeared, seemingly having been killed off for real along with many members of his inner circle, known as the Wolfpack.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: Unknown
Roommates: None
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Base Stats
Attack: 58
Defense: 55
Speed: 58
Perception: 65
Energy: 58
Total: 294
Updated Stats
Attack: 58
Defense: 55
Speed: 58
Perception: 65
Energy: 58
Unused: 0pts
Total: 294pts
Stats with Items
Attack:
Defense:
Speed:
Perception:
Energy:
EXP gain:
4 exp
1 exp
3 exp
4 exp
3 exp, +5 Cha
+5 exp, and +1 to all stats, he may chose a single stat and that stats cap is broken. (I.E +5 in that stats stat cap for every tier)
5 Exp
5 Exp
8 exp
1 exp
+2 Exp
+1 exp (For Joining)
1 Exp
4 Exp
8 exp
Weapons:
Fang of the Wolf- Marcus' Signature Trench Knife.
Consumables
2x Immortal Tears.
Stats Are Admin Approved!!
Head
Chest
Hands
Flames Fire Proof Gloves (Protects against Burns, 25% immunity vs Fire, +2 con, +1 Int)
Legs
Feet
Misc
The Engineers Ribbon (+2 Dex/+2 Int)
Misc
Special
"No, I don't want to dance with the cookie!"*
Name: Marcus Prasad
Also Known As: The Great Wolf of Anaheim, Grim Prasad, That one Asshole.
Age: 28
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 210 lbs
Blood Type: AB+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair: Reddish brown
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Parkour, Martial Arts, Video Games, Comics/Manga, PnP RPG's, War Games, Engineering, Mechanics and Technical things.
Talents: All of the Above but including being scary accurate with projectiles. Also has a lovely singing voice.
Favorite things: Fighting, Flirting and Food.
Sports/Clubs None for now
Misc.: LOVES a Good fight more than anything. Will actualy Shout taunts and encouragments to a weaker opponent in an attempt to get them to try harder and make the fight more interesting. Wears his hair long to hide his Cauliflower ears.
Mental Information
Personality:
If Marcus could be summed up in one word, that word would be 'Enthusiastic’. Almost Maniacaly so.
Humor and Confused Segues are his favorite tools to break the ice and put others at ease. Quick with a smirk, a smile and a wolfish grin as he spits sometimes nonsensical quips like ejected sunflower seeds just as fast as his fists and feet fly. But deep down inside, there’s a method to his rather unique brand of madness as age and experience has tempered his once juvenile mind into a crafty weapon for the adult world. Marcus is the type that neither Barks nor Bites but instead listens, making him almost immediately approachable unless it’s a good ol fashion ruckus you seek. Then you get the teeth. But if you be friend not foe, then a friend he shall be. Loyal, steadfast and true for so long as you do not betray his trust. For Marcus may forget, but he never forgives. Beware his mischevious streak.
Mentality:
Being ADHD, Marcus could never truly give up his almost childlike cheerfulness. Some may accuse it of being a façade, but in truth it’s just one of many aspects of the young boy that shift and whorl in his Mercurial mind. From Childlike glee to cold calculating fury and back again in almost no time at all. Marcus’ mental scape is as chaotic and unpredictable as a kaleidoscope to those who don’t know him to well.
Ideal:
Maximum Effort, always. If you laugh, Laugh loudly and obnoxiously and if you cry, pour your heart and soul out with your tears. Life is too short not to attack it with all the passion and determination you can muster.
And for the love of all that's good in the world, NEVER take life too seriously.
Physical Information
Some Pics of the man!
More References!
And another just because!
Build: Years and years of Parkour, Martial Arts training and Fighting for his life back in PHS# 552 has sculpted his body into a Svelt Muscular Fighting Machine with a Kind smile.
Defining Marks: His Wolflike Grin, His Mellow eyes and a stab wound scar on his back, just behind his heart. His skin tone is also distinct. A very tanned, almost mocha color.
Description:
Lets start at the top shall we? Marcus’ Face definatly shows his mixed Heritage between his Fijian Indian Father and his Irish American Mother. A well defined face with soft features framed by a mane of Reddish brown hair that goes down to his shoulder blades, tied back into a pony tail with his bangs spiked back. His open and friendly eyes are almost a honey brown color and his mouth is almost perpetualy twisted into a wry grin, covered in a thick fine rougish goatee.
His body is well muscled and defined from years of fighting, training and Freerunning with broad shoulders and a thick neck. Marcus’ Body also tells of his trials and pains. His ears are Cauliflowered and his brow is thick and scarred as are his knuckles and shins. On his back is a heavy scar from a broken beer bottle fight from many years ago. And if you must know, Yes, he has a hairy body as befiiting a man loaded with TESTOSTERONE!
Apparel Information
Marcus’ Wardrobe has not changed too terribly much over the years. His love of Cargo Pants and button up T-shirts have not subsided at all, though instead of wearing all black and white as before, now he dresses in more muted earthy tones of dark brown, tan, white and reddish clay with iconography that matches his intrests. His shoes are Runners made from Navy blue and brown leather. His coat is fancy, black and sophisticated and to top it all off, he is never seen outside without his Dark Blue flat cap and his leather jacket. In colder weather he wears sweaters under his coat.
(His Flat Cap)
(His Leather Jacket. The Badges are fake)
Head Gear: Dark Blue Flat Cap.
Shirts: Too many to even count here
Pants: CARGO PANTS AHOY! Sometimes Jeans
Shoes: His stylish runners
Misc:
His Leather jacket and cold weather sweater
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: A Hodgepodge combination of Kickboxing, Jui-jitsu, Wrestling, Capoiera and Mui Tai.
Years Practiced: Since he was a young child. Mabey around 6-8 years old.
Description of style:
Instead of Mastering an entire style, Marcus had opted to instead Master the basic Principles of many styles to create one for his own needs. This allows him to switch his move set with such fuidity, allowing him to be so unpredictable that he generaly leaves his opponents overwhelmed, beaten and broken as they try to keep up with his whirlwind blows and vice like chokes and holds.
One of the other (In fact the greatest ) Reasons Marcus is as dangerous as he is, is his ability to analyze, Mimic, Deconstruct and eventualy beat any style put against him. Marcus LEARNS you as he fights you and adapts on the fly, making prolonged engagements a very bad idea.
History Information
History:
Marcus’ History is a storied affair, full of Action, Romance and comedy!
Born into a mixed Race Family, with a fijian indian father and an Irish american mother and two older brothers, Marcus had a relatively happy childhood. He did all the things most children did. Played out in the sun, Play pranks on his older brothers (And get a good whuppin for it.) and went on adventures in central Park. Growing up, Marcus learned a lot from his family. It was his middle brother who first introduced him to Parkour and the boy was immediately smitten. He got his super sharp wit from his oldest brother and his mother and learned how to fight from all of them.
Elementary school was the poor boys first taste of the cruelty of children. Marcus’ Exhuberance and naivette marked him as an easy target to all the bullies in school. Many times he would come home bloodied and bruised in both body, mind and spirit. At first his brothers, alarmed as they were at seeing their little brother injured so, tried to scare off his bullies by taking them aside and having little ‘Chats’. This worked, for mabey about a month or two, until the bullies started getting more creative and discrete. Finaly his father had enough and instead bumped up Marcus’ training from a family fun game to a real workout.
This leads to his High school years in 552.
Marcus’ freshman year was reletively uneventful compared to his later years. The one defining moment would have to be his first fight against a teacher, Mr. Malice, outside on the school grounds. The even put Marcus straight in the hospital with broken ribs, but that was only the beginning of his whole new set of problems. The fight also served to put Marcus on the radar of every student with an axe to grind in 552. The rest of his freshmen year was quite literaly one fight after another all day every day.
His Sophomore year was much better only because this would be the year he would meet his first love. Kelsie Marie Skye was a young blond blue eyed blind girl who Marcus would be smitten with up until after his graduation, where a combination of relationship stress and the twisted Machinations of a rival named Falenor tore the two apart. This would also be the first year he would meet his mentor and Sensei, Leon Sudeki, the Lightning Dragon. To this day, Marcus still looks up to the man as if he was another older Brother.
His Junior year would be the Most intense as civil war struck out in 552. Disorganized and ill tempered, the ‘Green’ Revolutionaries who fought the ‘Blue’ Defenders were nothing more than a rabble mob of bloodthirsty thugs until Marcus walked up and beat them into a well oiled and intelligent fighting machine. This would be the year he would be completely thrusted into the spotlight as his position and outlook put him in direct conflict with some of the most powerful players in the school.
His Senior year saw a decline in activity from the boy as he put his focus completely on his school work and new Job with a young freshman girl named Kitana, who’s family owned a bike shop. Marcus would work with Kitana and her crew long after he graduated, creating for himself numerous Bikes, each one a work of art. Eventualy tired of the New York scene, Marcus quite his job, while maintaining good terms with Kitana and her family, and sold off all his bikes but two. A Harley Davidson Softail Custom, and a heavily modified Fatboy custom.
Marcus then took to traveling the world, Staying a few years in places like Dublin Ireland, Chandni Chowk India and all the way to the islands of Fiji before coming back to America, where he received a written letter from an old friend of his. Silk Velasquez, now Silk Sanada. Spurred on by a whim, Marcus packed up all of his possessions and went on a cross country Bike tour from New York City to California to reunite with with the girl who was essentialy the one and only Best friend he ever had.
Reaching California however turned out to be harder than he thought considering the state of the world was an apocalypse thanks to Barker taking over.
Enraged by the state of the World, the man quickly sought out a group to sell his services to, which lead him to an organization known as the Crows.
Over the next year or so he would establish himself within the Crows Hierarchy as a leader, obtaining the territory of Anaheim for his troubles.
Eventually however his brash boldness would lead to his downfall and his death.
This lasted all of a few minutes before he was resuscitated in a last ditch move by his commander Delilah Black thanks to her Valkyrie powers.
His last stab at changing the world came from a 1v1 confrontation against John Striker where the man disappeared, seemingly having been killed off for real along with many members of his inner circle, known as the Wolfpack.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: Unknown
Roommates: None
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Base Stats
Attack: 58
Defense: 55
Speed: 58
Perception: 65
Energy: 58
Total: 294
Updated Stats
Attack: 58
Defense: 55
Speed: 58
Perception: 65
Energy: 58
Unused: 0pts
Total: 294pts
Stats with Items
Attack:
Defense:
Speed:
Perception:
Energy:
EXP gain:
4 exp
1 exp
3 exp
4 exp
3 exp, +5 Cha
+5 exp, and +1 to all stats, he may chose a single stat and that stats cap is broken. (I.E +5 in that stats stat cap for every tier)
5 Exp
5 Exp
8 exp
1 exp
+2 Exp
+1 exp (For Joining)
1 Exp
4 Exp
8 exp
Weapons:
Fang of the Wolf- Marcus' Signature Trench Knife.
Consumables
2x Immortal Tears.
Stats Are Admin Approved!!
Head
Chest
Hands
Flames Fire Proof Gloves (Protects against Burns, 25% immunity vs Fire, +2 con, +1 Int)
Legs
Feet
Misc
The Engineers Ribbon (+2 Dex/+2 Int)
Misc
Special
"No, I don't want to dance with the cookie!"*
