Post by Adrian Hirsch on Jan 7, 2012 4:26:50 GMT -8
Name: Adrian Hirsch
Also Known As: 'Die Ein'
Age: 17
Date of Birth: August 3rd
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 138lbs
Ethnicity: German; Lebanese;
Blood Type: AB+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Undefined
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: Black
- Literature
- The Interwebs
YouTube, Google, Porn. You name it Adrian probably does or has done it on the internet. Since he got his first computer with internet access at the age of ten Adrian had been browsing the web almost daily, sometimes for as many as eight or ten hours per day.
It's not all 'entertainment' for him, however, as he does often do quite a bit of extensive research on nearly any subject from the process of crystal formation to why dogs bark. If its weird, if it interests him, chances are he's spent quite a bit of time digging around on the web to find out what it's about. - Video Games
- Technology
Addiction. This is the best way to describe Adrians fascination with all things technological. His side of his dorm room is like a war zone of Transformers, bits and pieces of electronics scattered about. He does not really have any deep understanding of how things like circuitry works, only knowing that he loves it so very much.
He can not resist taking apart something to see how it works, and he adores building his own computers. He's even been known to modify things like mp3 players, consoles, and other electronic devices for no other reason then he can.
On the same side of the coin though, Adrian is also not an early-adopter as his fascination would lead you to believe. He knows enough that the initial price of having the 'latest and greatest' is an insane markup not worth paying, instead waiting to be a second or third wave adopter. - Academia
- Music
Noise is second, if not first nature to Adrian. Instead of any noise, however, he prefers to fill the void his ears most often with a varied set of musical tastes that range from R&B and Hip-Hop to Heavy and Hair Metal. His musical tastes are as varied as they come, given he has heard at least one song he has enjoyed from ever genre he is aware of.
Adrian's ears are accustomed to certain flows in music and he pursues them without fail. A YouTube mix list a mile long and the storage on his phone filled to the brim with Mp3's its hard to find a time when he is not listening to music. - Debate
Personality
Defining all facets of some ones personality is nearly impossible, and is most certainly impractical, Adrian is not a change in the status quo. What Adrian, is however, is several things, the most prominent of which is egotistical. It is usually not on the surface, but he often gets into a great number of proverbial pissing contests for no other reason then to stroke his ego. Thats not to say its the only thing he cares about, nor is it to say he is even uncivil, or unkind for those matters while he is stoking the fires he keeps buried.
Quite the opposite, he enjoys debate, heated debate at that, and makes it known to anyone that will give him the chance to debate. Infallible? Far from it, but he has been known to twist the cap of a nun hard enough with oral luster that she has had no choice but run for the Pastor and have him declared a godless heathen for words alone, and not a one of them insults.
Thanks to this permanent participation in what is akin to mental Olympics on a daily basis, Adrian has a difficulty relaxing his mind, as it is usually running constantly. Some people find silence helpful in relaxing their mind and getting it to focus on a task, or at the least, a select view goals or ideas. Instead, silence for Adrian only inflames the situation the longer he is left alone to his thoughts. Thoughts often have a tendency to gang up on him if he is not careful, with only two exceptions (that he is aware of).
"Mental Olympics is what you call it when you point out something everyday, and another dumb mouth breather thinks its some manner of amazing deduction."
The first exception is the typical change in mental duress for most people, sleep, which for Adrian comes in one of two flavors. The more common flavor being exhaustion via consciousness longer then intended, a product of an addiction to the internet and an inherited form of acute insomnia. The less common flavor usually tasting chalky from the aid of over the counter medication.
The second exception is music. Not all varieties will work, and certain types of music even makes it worse depending on his mood; Specific types of music, usually scattered, or loud, with deep bass, enough to rattle the headphones at some points. Favorites usually including synthetic music of all sorts, rock n' roll, and rap. Like silence, music can make matters worse in some cases, unlike silence, however, its not always the same song, or even the same genre. Sometimes classical music will set him off into a thinking fit, and other times even synthetic music can do it.
The acute insomnia Adrian suffers from is inherited from his mother, whom has suffered from night terrors most of her life. The condition is not explainable, given as far as Sabahs parents and herself know nothing traumatic has happened to her, and the same can be said for Adrian. Theres nothing that any psychiatrist or any other doctor has been able to find that causes these night terrors in Adrian, or how he inherited them from his mother in the first place.
"Got my mothers brown eyes, tan skin, and blood-curdling screams in the middle of the night... seriously, I sound like a little girl sometimes. Granted.. I dont exactly know why the hell I screamed like a little girl in the first place... must be early on-set Alzheimer's."
Adrian is also unable to recall what happens during these episodes as all recollection seems to vanish when he wakes, like his mind is attempting to replay something and it is instantly recorded over.
Despite the lack of mental relaxation, Adrian holds himself up remarkably well. He shows very little outward that his mind is playing roughly two-thousand games of ping pong in his head simultaneously, or that the awkward repitition he sometimes goes through is due to his brain lapsing over its own thought process like a boy tripping over his own shoelaces.
"Alright. So. If at one point we believe the world was flat, and someone bringing up the fact that it was..uh. The world was uh.. oh right... flat... wait. Where was I going with this again?"
Adrian is very meticulous when it comes to the few rituals he performs habitually. These rituals mostly involve specific forms of hygiene, namely things such as keeping ones hair trimmed, teeth brushed, wearing very specific scents, using specific shampoos, tooth paste, and the like. This almost borders on Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, but unlike OCD Adrian does not have a breakdown associated with any of these things, rather he prefers them if at all possible, but only gets annoyed if things are not going his way.
When it comes to talking to other people, Adrian is far from reserved. He rarely initiates conversation unless something interests him, but he rarely shys away from an opportunity to flap his gums with another person either. This has its benefits, but it has also gotten him in trouble at school, a small but crucial part of his expulsion from his previous highschool.
Adrian also does not shy away from confrontation, rather, enjoys it, immensely. Confrontation to him is like a challenge, be it physical or mental he prides himself on trying to get the one up on someone.
The several times Adrian has been in fights, generally typical school yard camaraderie in the form of flag poles and two boys beating the crap out of each other, hes never really felt fear. A few broken bones, countless bloody noses, two hospital trips, and even a few run ins with what he could only presume were a higher form of rent a cop threatening him with jail time, has not left the boy jaded to the rather addicting feeling of adrenaline pumping in his veins.
Thats not to say he is fearless, just that his fears are more irrational then the typical human beings, and usually involves some form of lost control. That and dark, wide open spaces. With a choice between some dark, dank, basement, possibly infested with lord knows what and a wide open field in the midst of night? He will take the basement every time.
Again, it's not so much the very rational fear of the dark, of not knowing what is lurking out there to get him, it's his sense of control. A wide open field is not a controlled environment.. one at night even more so.
"Think about it. How well can you control an open field? There is three-hundred sixty degrees something can come at you.. and thats just by foot. In a hallway, or an enclosed space you can limit the need for defense... and when you have less to defend it frees up more for offense now doesnt it?"
Control ties a lot into Adrians life. If he were to be obsessive about any one thing, it would be control (and maybe the internet..). It plays in his mind over and over, how to approach a situation, how well he can control the situation, what can he do if something goes wrong. Tactical thinking, he prefers to call it.
"Ever play chess? Every situation is like a game of chess. Some of them may be friendly games.. but others have your life on the line, and you may not even know when the enemy is a move away from checkmate if you're not paying attention to the pieces.."
Of course, like most people Adrian does also suffer from rage, and he is also not a super-computer, so his brain does not always process things as quickly as he'd like. Adrian enjoys fighting and debate for this very reason, it allows him to force his brain to react quickly. If an opponent beats him, chances are he'll come back later with what he's learned and try to one up them the next time.
Some might think that because of the way Adrian approaches arguments with religion, and the existence of a deity, that he would be suicidal, or at least depressed. Quite the opposite. Adrian is generally a relaxed and almost go-lucky uncaring individual. Little if anything gets to him on a personal level.
When it comes to the opposite sex, or sex in general, Adrian does not really have a preference. There are specific traits of each gender that Adrian finds attractive, but there are traits of other things to that Adrian finds attractive. This makes it difficult to lump his sexuality into a specific category.
Unlike many males his age, Adrian is not on the constant look-out for women, and has had very relationships in his life, most of them not going past the 'I like you, you like me' stage. He has no need to reaffirm his beliefs in the form of someone else, nor does he need someone to constantly stroke his ego no matter how much one would think otherwise. He does, however, enjoy some of the parts of a relationship, particularly the companion ship.. but those can be gained in other ways.
Mentality
Common sense. Rational thought. Irrational thought. These three define the ways in which Adrian can approach any given thought. The thought process itself is often a mixture of varied sensory input, the largest of which is visual, second of which is audible, and third of which is touch. Sight, Sound, and Feel are the most common senses the typical person attributes to the analysis of information, and Adrian is no different.
Where Adrian does differ in his thought process, however, is that he cannot turn it off. Adrians mind is constantly working, nearly at one-hundred percent for most of that time only slowing with the influence of music or sleep. This means that analysis is a mixed bag, sometimes it instant, he absorbs something and instantly comprehends it and has a complex answer to it.. other times, his mind is far to wired into other ideas and it takes him a lot longer to recognize changes confront of him.
Ideology
Victory. Victory at all costs. It would be nice and simple if those words meant exactly what they sounded like. Unfortunately, Adrian is not an idiot. He knows that victory is not always a possibility. Regardless of what your typical motivational speaker would say to tell you otherwise, the old adage 'You win some, you lose some' is very true. If you give it your all and your opponent continues to take... you've come to an impasse, and if you continue down that road you will be lost.
No. Instead, what this embodies is Adrians determination to give it everything he has. His will is not typical, he will give, and give, until his body gives out.. but when he knows he is at is breaking point Adrian knows when to throw in the towel. There is no Rocky-esque ending for people to persevere through. Instead look to Apollo.. and the fact a big angry Russian trained like a super-soldier could very well be the opponent you're facing.
"Fuck pride. Im not fighting a two-ton Rhino that walks upright to the death. Peace!"[/size]
When it comes to finding other methods, however, Adrian is usually a lot more up beat. He finds victory comes in different forms, and sometimes helping someone else over helping yourself or going it alone is the best way to approach a situation, even if that involves distracting a two-ton upright Rhino for a few minutes.
Belief System: Unknown
Adrian was brought up in a household where there was no formal belief system, both Adrians mother and father had rough ties to Muslim and Catholic faiths respectively but neither followed the faith themselves. They instead have urged their son to make up his own mind about the world around them, neither urging him towards some form of higher power nor denouncing it as a work of fiction.
In his short lifetime, Adrian has done quite a bit of reading, both online (with little to no restrictions from his parental units), and via the large library his family keeps due to his mothers love of literature. He has come to the understanding, that if there is an omnipotent and omniscient life form that created our universe(and all the galaxy as we know it), explanations that are man made could not truly do it justice.
He also believes that man would not be able to know what that life forms intentions were without certainty, due to the fallacy that is intelligence of reasoning being used on an impossible to comprehend question. Additionally, a being of both omnipotence and omniscience could be, say, and do anything, and you could either take it as a truth without a single plot hole... or as an outright lie.. and never know if you came to that conclusion of your own freewill.
In Adrians eyes. The question is not, can there be a higher being? It is instead, if there is a higher being how could we possibly comprehend its existence in the first place(and subsequently, since comprehension may not be possible, does that mean the being exists in the first place?)?
"Describe a being that is omnipotent and omniscient. If you're thinking of telling me 'all-powerful' and 'all-knowing', you're a jackass and need to be quiet. The proper response is... I can not. Do you want to know why? Because its existence is whatever said being wants it to be. For all you know I could be a higher being capable of warping your reality to the point it looks like I am just another face in the crowd, and for all I know higher beings could not exist. I could have also just hallucinated you and your sentience. Keep in mind that the only certainty is uncertainty.. then maybe you'll understand something."
Even despite landing on this realization he is still more than happy to engage in heated debate with both sides of the fence on the subject. Both for and against higher beings.. after all, what is more fun than riling up insufferable people? Insufferable people feigning knowledge about loose bits of information they've most likely taken no time to sit and think about properly.
Description of Build
Standing at five-foot seven-inches Adrian is just a portion of his portly fathers size, who has to duck under low doors given his six-foot six-inch stature. Being tall, however, does not run in the family on his mother or fathers side, Adrians Grandfather in his heyday only stood five-foot four-inches, shorter even then his grandson and his wife. It's safe to say that Adrian is almost done with any growth, and a growth spurt is out of the question.
On the weight side of things, at one-hundred forty-eight pounds, Adrian is in the average zone for a teen his age. Adrian takes after his mother on body size, as Adrians father is a large man almost like a tank on legs, the same could be said for Adrians grandfather, even with his age and fall smaller height. Instead. Like his mother, Adrian is flexible and athletic, not necessarily built for speed, but not built for brute force either.
Keeping this in mind, there is quite a bit of muscle on the boy, particularly in the legs, arms, and back, this from the weekly sessions with his father getting the snot beat out of him. The sinew clinging to the boys frame doesnt bulge and stand out when not in use, instead it is functional muscle, made for harsh, powerful responses, only rearing its head when the boy stresses portions of his body. His arms for instance, are normally smooth, with very faint muscle lines near elbows and shoulders, but when he flexes the entirety of his arm lights up in an array of thick curves meant to show their power.
"You know I never set out to have muscles.. never was big on sports. Chores and getting the crap kicked out of you regularly seems to do wonders for the body... huh.. wonder if I could sell that as a workout plan to some idiot?"
Tanned skin, a trait of his mother, covers the boy from head to toe, making him look almost as if he's had a bit too much sun, even in the midst of winter winds. It goes well, however, with the thick, short cut, black hair on the top of said head. Adrians hair is kept well maintained, and let run wild in the same breath. Every week his father uses a pair of clippers with a four inch long guard on it to keep his hair at almost exactly the same size (at Adrians request of course). Teeth are straight, kept white via brushing them at least twice a day, if not after every meal.
The pigment of his skin is not the only inherited trait from his mother, his eyes, brown, are also the same dark shade as his mothers. They do have small flecks of green in them, but not as vibrant as his fathers nearly emerald tinted hues. With the small specks one has to be looking for in his eyes, Adrian also got his fathers strong, defined, jawline, forming almost three distinct points. Two of those points, one on either side, stats just below his ears, the third of which, of course joining the two, would be his chin, which is not so pointy, and more curved.
Defining Marks
- Stag Tattoo
A variation of an old family tattoo, of a stag, taken on by all male members of the household when they come of age. The tattoo is often just a small stag head, with the family name Hirsch, underneath. Adrian wanted his version to be modernized, and had a tribal variant created with the permission of both his father, and grandfather.
The tattoo spans the entirety of his back, one antler on each shoulder blade. Each of the antlers have six points, the longest of which on either side being the second from the top. In among these long points, is the surname of his family. Hirsch. The lettering of the surname is done in thick, bold, tribal like letters as well, to match the stag. The surname goes along with the stag tattoo to keep the tradition of the family crest.
The bottom edge of the tattoo ends just below where the shoulders taper off into the back. The whole of the tattoo, both lettering and the stag itself is done in plain black ink, gone over several times to ensure that the ink stays fresh for a relatively long period of time (even though it will still have to be touched up periodically).
- Chin Dusting
Although Adrians facial hair is nothing compared to his fathers, nor his grandfathers, he has grown a decent amount of stubble. He makes sure to keep it trimmed thin given a large patch of barely their hair does not look good. What he has kept is on his chin like a small goatee which will eventually grow into a full beard (if family lineage has anything to say).
- Twin Scars
The back of Adrians right calf has a set of large and obvious scars almost in the shape of a mouth. These scars are from the bite of hybrid-wolf/malamute mix, an ex-friends dog. Said dog decided to take a sizeable chunk out of Adrians leg after said friend and Adrian got into a fight. The dog latched onto his leg and shook in one spot, creating deep gashes that took a grand total of forty-two stitches to close up. It took nearly a year for the now worn and smooth scars on his leg to appear.
- 'Lazy Eye'
Although not a lazy eye in the strictest sense of the word, his left eye is just slightly larger then the right and has a small droop to it. The curve of his eyebrow hangs down a centimeter more then the right, and the muscle twitches periodically.
This is due to an accident when he was eleven involving a rather loud explosion during a summer fireworks display that nearly burst his eardrum. The damage to his ear drum healed overtime, but for several weeks it caused paralysis of the left side of his face.
Apparel Information
- Skull Cap
Also known as a beanie, Adrian has quite the extensive collection of these soft woolen hats, and wears them even in the summer. They are generally purchased just a little too big for his head so there is almost a droop when he puts it on, pulling it down just over his ears, but left high enough to avoid hiding his eyes. Preferring dark colors, most beanies have black as their primary color. A bit on the nerdy side, the most common beanie Adrian wears sports a Punisher skull on the front of it, with a nice big Marvel logo on the back.
- Graphic T-Shirt
Contrary to popular belief, wearing one of these shirts does not make you witty, Adrian knows this. Still. He enjoys these types of shirts because they appeal to his sarcastic sense of humor, and he does enjoy a good giggle now and then so why not share it with others?
- Black Jeans
Just like his beanies, Adrian prefers his pants on the darker side, usually baggy enough that he has a full range of motion and they seem to sag a little, but not so much so that they hang around his knees.
- Brown Belt w/ Belt Buckle of Awesome
Adrian can be a bit of a geek, particularly since he loves video games, and various other media ( like comic books and his Punisher beanie for instance. ). The belt buckle he wears on a daily basis is no exception, given it is a rather large representation of the Tri-Force from the Legend of Zelda. He wears this belt-buckle along side a plain brown true-leather belt, a gift from his mother for his fifteenth birthday. The thing is about seven loops to big for him, however, so the end is always dangling free several inches.
- Chuck Taylors
For shoes Adrian has a pair of Low-Tops that have been around for a good few years, and seen more then a few home repairs. They are worn in, black and white, and nearly falling apart, but they have yet to give up on Adrian so he has no reason to throw away a perfectly good pair of shoes.
- Dog Tag Necklace (USB)
When it comes to the geekier side of things Adrian has a tendency to buy small trinkets all his own, much like his skull cap collection, and the belt-buckle he wears everyday, he purchased this set of dog-tags online. Modeled after the logo for Call of Duty Black Ops, it also has a set of embedded flash drives, four-gigs on both.
- Samsung Galaxy (i7500)
One piece of technology Adrian was never big on was cellphones, still isnt even though he owns one of the things now thanks to his mother and a near constant need of being able to get a hold of him. Its not all bad, they did give him a set of black gel-headphones to go with it. He uses it currently almost exclusively as an Mp3 Player.
Fighting Style: Mish-Mash ( 7 Years )
At the age of ten Adrian received his first black eye, the very same day his father began teaching him the basics of defending himself (with some help from Adrians grandfather). This training has continued to the current day, and Adrian is gaining experience every weekend, when his father has free time to work with the boy.
The mishmash of fighting moves Adrian has accumulated over the year is best described as a mixture of Muay Thai, Bare Knuckle Boxing, and Grappling, although he has had no formal training in any of the styles. Adrian has taken an affinity to using his elbow often, preferring them sometimes to throwing a normal punch, enjoying the contact and the force behind a strong elbow strike instead.
Apart from the tricks that he has learned from various media outlets as well his father and grandfather, Adrian is accustomed to taking a punch without flinching, knows how to properly hold his hands, can bend his body for maximum leverage, but he is far from the next Bruce Lee.
- Academic Prowess
A massive arsenal of books, the internet, and quite a bit of time spent with his nose buried in them both have left the boy intelligent. He's applied this knowledge to his studies, and sometimes those studies even become an obsession.
This has been to his benefit, however, as he finds it relatively easy to score high on tests, and maintains anywhere from a 3.8-4.0+ GPA in any given semester.
- Tactical Thought
Adrian analyzes data constantly. He is always searching for solutions to problems, new ways to approach an already solved problem, and even transfers this to a fight. When possible he utilizes any known information to layout large grids in his mind of how to approach and opponent.
This can be something as small as a vital point noticed from bodily irregularities on his opponent, to knowing where its best to combat said opponent. This does, however, have its down sides, as while he is laying out these complex grids in his head he is not as focused on the actual combat as he should be.
- Resilient Body
Since the age of ten, Adrians body has been routinely beaten down on a weekly basis, every Saturday (father's and his own health permitting) for the last seven years. What started initially as a childhood fight turned into a fathers obsession due to a twisted system.
Since then incident Johnathan has made it his mission to ensure that if his boy were to ever be put in the situation again Adrian would be ready to take the punishment and give a bit of his own. This has left his body rough to the touch, skin closer to leather then it should be.
Bones have been broken down repeatedly over the years from harsh, swift trauma and have hardened themselves to take heavy amounts of abuse. This is has also had an effect on his joints and musculature, however, and he is not as agile as his body type would suggest.
Overview
Adrian was born at the beginning of August, to Johnathan and Sabah Hirsch as a healthy eight-pound two-ounce bouncing baby boy. He was right on time, and plenty pink and crying, much to the adoration of his fathers parents, his father, and his mother. After a short time with his mother, he was promptly placed in the nursery for the typical battery of tests... and of course so the poor woman could rest after an unbearably long time in labor. Adrians father of course was a fretting mess the whole time, even while his mother clamped down on the poor sods hand and forced out a rather garbled smile inbetween painful pushes.
When he finally came out into the world Adrians father couldnt wait. he had a son. Someone to carry on the legacy finally.. someone to pass on all the things passed on to him. This was seen mostly in the way he kept himself glued to the nursery window like a hawk, daring the nurse to step out of line... of course, it helped the nurse had kicked him out in the nicest and quickest way possible from Adrians mothers room as well.
The first year of his life was a blur, not only for Adrian whom spent most of that time sleeping, eating, and filling diapers, but also for his parents(even though some of the long nights would disagree if they stopped to think about it). His first birthday came, about a million pictures were taken, and god knows what his parents saved that was probably still stashed in the house somewhere. And just like that, several birthdays too became a blur, at least until Adrian was roughly five an a half... when the news came down the grapevine after a bit of finger pointing an eventual acceptance of course... that Adrian was going to have a little brother or sister.
Five and a quarter, only experience with other children being kids from his neighborhood and pre-school? He was estatic! His parents not so much, although that tends to happen with unplanned pregnancies does it not? Again the months flew by, Adrian growing more and more impatient by the day, getting to the point where knocking or poking on mommies belly, repeated urges to hurry up with his little brother or sister were dropping from a weekly to an almost daily occurence.
Then it happened. Same dumbstruck father incapable of calming down with a bottle of Zanex. Same strong loving mother.... and a baby sister a few days later. In his house. A sister! He had really wanted a brother, someone he could play games with (and gang up on the other kids with) but a sister would do.. a sister would do.
Months became years, and what had been a brilliant idea to Adrian at first soon became a nightmare as she went through her terrible twos... broke nearly every one of his toys, including a nice shiny Playstation he had for only a few weeks. Suddenly he was dreaming of the days when he was an only child. His parents consoled him of course, and a new game was bought.. but that didnt stop the rampage of an agitated sister on a rampage. She gradually grew out of it... and so did Adrian.
What once had been a troubled sibling relationship soon grew into almost inseperable friendship. Not the type you hear about often from brother and sister, far too common are the stories of one trying to murder the other... figuratively of course.. figuratively. This was not the case with Adrian and Ariana. Two A's. And for that matter. Double trouble.
It was fine. Everything was fine until Adrian got a nice black eye and his father decided it was time the boy learned how to defend himself. While Adrian advanced more and more into literature with his mother, getting pummeled on the weekends by his father, and of course, a fascination with technology and the internet, his sister went on to more girly things, which at her age meant dolls, dresses, and the like.
After gradeschool, Adrians father put him up in a privatized form of education for the first few years of his highschool life, but after a less then stellar record he was expelled, and forced to transfer to PHS 259...
Important Dates
- Sept. 7th, 2005
Adrian received his first black eye this day and also received his first day of training from his father. It was a Wednesday and Adrian had only been at school for a few hours when it happened. The teacher went to the restroom while the children were supposed to be working on Math problems and another kid stole his pencil right out of his hand. Started off small, Adrian demanded his pencil back, and of course called the kid a few rather ludicrous names, and then it heated up into a shoving match.
After Adrian snatched his pencil back the teacher had come back into the room. She broke the two of them up, putting both of them in time out and gave them a demerit a piece. The two of them stayed in time out for an hour, until the lunch bell run, at which time they were forced to get into the back of the line.
Normally it would have ended there, but the other kid blamed the fact they had to go to time out and eat last out of the other children on Adrian. After they ate their 'healthy' school lunches they were allowed out to recess, and the moment they were out of direct eyesight the other kid hit Adrian in the back of the head. This of course was not registered immediately... Adrian had never been hit before.
It dawned on him when he turned and was greeted by another punch, right in the face, causing Adrian to tumble backwards, much to the cheers of the other kids little buddies. Of course, the commotion caught the attention of the security guards patrolling the playground just because of reasons like this, and the kid did not get another swing in, but the damage had been done. Adrians right eye was swollen, and turning purple.
They spent the next hour or so in the principals office where Adrians father was called, as was the other boys father. There was a nice chat, involving how 'serious' fighting was, and why both boys would be held responsible. This infuriated Adrians father, but the man kept nothing but a slight smile on his face the entire time. When they finished, both men took their children home. The difference being that when Adrian got home his father began teaching the boy how to defend himself. Figuring if Adrian was going to be blamed regardless of the situation, the least he could do is make the other look like a punching bag.
- Feburary 22nd, 2007
The first friend Adrian had an out with, Christopher, was also someone he had considered his best friend for nearly three years. They did almost everything together, from riding bikes to playing video games. It was rare to see the two of them apart when they were not sleeping.
The day the two of them got into that ill-fated argument was like any other day. They were outside in Christopher's backyard, playing H.O.R.S.E on his half height basketball hoop while Christopher's dog Diablo watched them from the sidelines.
Type of residence: Family Home
Adrian lives in a two story, eleven-room house with his mother Sabah Hirsch, father Johnathan Hirsch, sister Ariana Hirsch, and grand-father Alexander Hirsch. Three of the houses four-bedrooms are on the second floor, Adrians bedroom was recently moved to the refinished basement where his family is not as bothered by the sound of near constant music, played relatively loud.
Adrian was involved heavily in the reconstruction of the basement, thus, his room had been modeled almost exactly as he wanted it. Thats not to say its lavish, but rather, functional. The boys floor is made up of a layer of wood over concrete, and then covered in a thick rice-straw based tatami mat. Adrian was initially going to go with a plain carpet but decided the tatami would be better on his body when he was practicing alone.
The most unique part of his room is that the floor plan is open. The only typical things out in the open being a couch on the south-wall, just to the side of the stairs and his stereo. His television is wall-mounted and flush with the wall as the wall was made specifically with the TV in mind, the cables run through the wall and connect into the main 'hub' of his room, where most of the electronics are powered and net ready machines are connected into the router.
There is a large heavy bag, filled to the brim with sand, weighing roughly two-hundred pounds, hanging in the north-eastern corner of his room. Adrian uses this daily as a form of stress release, and also to keep himself active. A weight rack lines the eastern wall as well, numbers ranging from five to one-hundred.
Adrians clothing is kept in a closet, one half used for hanging shirts, coats, and the like, the other half lined with drawers for what is not hung up, this is on the western wall, closed off by twin sliding doors that open away from one another into the wall. The entirety of his room is painted black, with inset lighting running the length of the ceiling, and only a single four foot long one foot high window along the southern wall just behind the stairs.
His bed is hidden away in the western wall as well. There is a sliding door roughly four foot high that seals his bed from the outside world, his own personal universe. The bed itself is a full-size bed, built into the wall, frame and all. It even includes a large scooped out headboard where he keeps the books he is currently reading, a line of overhead lights, a decent sized LCD screen at the foot of his bed, his XBOX360 was also stashed in the small area beneath the TV, with two controllers and a pair of Triton 720's.
On the side of his bed there is a fold out table that comes up for his laptop. The table has enough room for an actual mouse and keyboard, in addition to the 22" ASUS laptop Adrian received for his sixteenth birthday. Adrians bedroom hide away is without a doubt the most expensive part of his room, and if it were not for his mothers library it would be the most expensive part of the house.
