Post by Prowl on Feb 3, 2009 13:43:51 GMT -5
Name: Jack Inferno
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Alliance: Evil
Breed: Human
Blood:
Location: Human Realm
Appearance: He has a fairly athletic build. He can run fast and punch hard. He generally wears a t-shirt, shorts and sneakers. He has flaming red hair and black eyes. He is fairly tall for his age.
Personality: His name is perfect for his personality. He has a fiery temper and the skills to make him trouble with it. He doesn't take any insult lying down, and isn't afraid to fight. In fact, he enjoys it. He is very egotistical and thinks he's the best. Unfotunately, he does have the talent to back it up.
History: He's lived in the town all his life. His family is fairly wealthy, so they live in a big house. What made him so angry is the fact that they never had time for him. He began to act out, just to be noticed, but even then he was ignored. Eventually, he became his own fan club, realizing he was good at pretty much everything. His parents still harldy notice him, but he doesn't care anymore. He's on his own.
Auditioning Post: Jack slammed the door on his way out of the house. He stomped over to the garage, enraged at what he'd just seen. It had been an embarrassing picture of him at the last school dance after he'd had the bad shrimp, the one of him puking his guts out. It was on the school's website. He knew who had taken the picture too. They were going to pay. He opened the garage door and jumped into his 1970 Mustang with a flame paint job. He'd painted and kept the car himself. It was his pride and joy. It was also very fast. Sure, his dad's Ferrari was faster, but this was more intimidating. He started it up, and spun tires out of there. He raced towards the mall, over the speed limit, and whipped into a space. He ran towards the food court, and sure enough there he was. That worthless waste of life was going to pay. Jack snuck up behind him as the kid was telling the story of how he had gotten the picture, of how he had slipped Jack the bad shrimp. Now he was going to do more than pay. He was going to die! Jack reached behind him and pulled him backwards, choking him as he did so. "How dare you!" he screamed, emphasizing with punches and kicks. Suddenly, mall security was showing up. "Saved by the fuzz," he said to the kid, before starting the chase. He ran and swiftly evaded security. He'll pay next time. he thought.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Alliance: Evil
Breed: Human
Blood:
Location: Human Realm
Appearance: He has a fairly athletic build. He can run fast and punch hard. He generally wears a t-shirt, shorts and sneakers. He has flaming red hair and black eyes. He is fairly tall for his age.
Personality: His name is perfect for his personality. He has a fiery temper and the skills to make him trouble with it. He doesn't take any insult lying down, and isn't afraid to fight. In fact, he enjoys it. He is very egotistical and thinks he's the best. Unfotunately, he does have the talent to back it up.
History: He's lived in the town all his life. His family is fairly wealthy, so they live in a big house. What made him so angry is the fact that they never had time for him. He began to act out, just to be noticed, but even then he was ignored. Eventually, he became his own fan club, realizing he was good at pretty much everything. His parents still harldy notice him, but he doesn't care anymore. He's on his own.
Auditioning Post: Jack slammed the door on his way out of the house. He stomped over to the garage, enraged at what he'd just seen. It had been an embarrassing picture of him at the last school dance after he'd had the bad shrimp, the one of him puking his guts out. It was on the school's website. He knew who had taken the picture too. They were going to pay. He opened the garage door and jumped into his 1970 Mustang with a flame paint job. He'd painted and kept the car himself. It was his pride and joy. It was also very fast. Sure, his dad's Ferrari was faster, but this was more intimidating. He started it up, and spun tires out of there. He raced towards the mall, over the speed limit, and whipped into a space. He ran towards the food court, and sure enough there he was. That worthless waste of life was going to pay. Jack snuck up behind him as the kid was telling the story of how he had gotten the picture, of how he had slipped Jack the bad shrimp. Now he was going to do more than pay. He was going to die! Jack reached behind him and pulled him backwards, choking him as he did so. "How dare you!" he screamed, emphasizing with punches and kicks. Suddenly, mall security was showing up. "Saved by the fuzz," he said to the kid, before starting the chase. He ran and swiftly evaded security. He'll pay next time. he thought.
