Post by David Free on Mar 15, 2015 11:39:29 GMT -5
Name: David "Ark" Free
Alias: Ark, Punk, The Brit
Age: 17
Nationality: British
Grade: Junior
Height: 5'11
Weight: 169
Eye Color: Ice blue
Hair Color: Jet black
Appearance:
One look at Ark and he scream the work Punk. Starting at the top his once brown hair, now jet black is cut short at the top and even shorter on the side at ear level. His eyes are a light blue appearing almost like ice. He has a few scars on his face from fights over the years, one on his left eyebrow, and a second on the right upper lip. Thankfully he was blessed with a handsome face with slightly tan skin. His body language is that of a man who has lived a carefree life. Offend slouching and smiling to all. Standing at almost six feet and at hundred and sixty pounds he is anything but a small man. Despite his lazy feel, Ark body is fit and strong with the muscles built from a hard life on the street. Along his body, one can see the handful of scars he has gain over the years. This can mainly be seen on his hands and finger.
His clothing is mainly made up of plain tee shirts, tank top, or graphic tee's. However his jacket never changes, a long red trench coat with a British flag patched on it left arm. Leading to his nickname The Brit. His pants or choice will always be jeans, never one for shorts. Last he wears a pair of black or brown boots.
Personality: At first glance Ark will seem to be friendly and open guy to those around. Alway willing to talk and listen and alway smiling. Yes, the smiling is the number one thing people will say about Ark. Yet his smiles and acts are not as honest as they may appear. Growing up on the street of NYC Ark know how to act. See nothing and hear everything. so to most he is just a nice guy who happens to know a lot of what happening around him. He stands in the gray. Never involving himself with events unless it befits him or unable to avoid it. Yet, Ark isn't a bad man, he wouldn't stand by and watch as evil men have their way. Nor is he a good man, sticking his neck out for nothing more than good grace. For him to do something then there must be a reward of some kind in it at the end. This has lead many to see him as weak or even a bully when he turned his back on others who needed help in the past. He just tend to think before acting, try to piece together in his head and see if his fist would be of any help or just drag himself down.
Anger is something Ark offend claims he has lost a long time ago and for the most part it could be true. Anything short of physical violence means nothing to him and will even make him laugh. Words mean nothing and should be treated as such or at least that how he see it. However, no man is without rage and if pushed to his limit Ark holds nothing back when fighting. Fighting till the only thing left to his enemy is a pool of blood. A side of him that even scared himself.
As for friends well Ark would claim that everyone is his friend. But only those who have ever seen him frown or anger could truly call him their friend and those are very few. Those very few that Ark has allowed past his wall they see him as his true self.
Fighting Style: For the six years Ark lived on the street only one man ever seem to care, this man also taught him how to fight. Pencak Silat is what the man called it and for six long year teached it to Ark. With a balance of speed and power, it allows Ark to both attacks while always ready to counter if need be. Allowing his fighting style to match his personality
His second style is self-taught Combat Parkour. When outnumber the best thing to do is sometimes run. Ark formed this around the time he needed to both run and fight at the same time and have slowly mixed it with his Pencak silat allowing him to be even harder to hit.
Strengths:
Street smart
Quick thinker
Calm under pressure
Friendly enough
Flexible
Weaknesses:
Tend to think little of others
Addictive to cigarettes
Daydream a lot
History: Stark hates to think of the past and much of the time will avoid it a mush as possible. His father was a muscle for a small time gang in the city of London. He never met his mother and his father hardly ever talked about her. For the most past it wasn't a bad life since it was all that he ever knew. To him, the loving and nice family you saw on Tv was weird and even fake feeling. As soon as he was old enough to be trusted Stark started working for the gang as well. Scouting out shop and being lookout on hits and even learning to pickpocket when needed. However, this life came to a painful stop as one day his father tried to reach beyond his limits. No longer happy being at the bottom his father decided to steal all the money in the gang biggest hit and ran. Taking Stark with him they left taking a plane to New York City. However, they didn't get far before being found. As it turned out they had taken the cut from a larger gang that theirs was helping and was placed at the top of their list. Stark father didn't make it through the first night.
Thankfully Stark was able to escape during the hit, but in turn was tossed onto the street. His only saving grace was the fact he was able to grab the money before hiding. After that day, Stark was forced to live on the street, unable to return to London and afraid to use the money out of fear they might find him. It was a hard life that almost took his life if it wasn't for a man name Rama. Rama found Stark broken, hungry, and half dead and took him in. Something that puzzled Stark to this very day. Rama was a smuggler on the docks of the city and after learning of Stark skill decided to use him in his work, pretending to work on the docks. Wanting to thank the man who saved his life he happily agreed to help. For the first time Stark life felt back on track(or as much as it could be for a person like himself) That is until questions were asked and it was soon learned he far under age limit to work. With this new info and a criminal background, Stark was tossed into PHS #552. Since then he has taken up the role of the school smuggler, using the skills Rama taught him. If you need it then he can find it, one way or another.
Other:
Alias: Ark, Punk, The Brit
Age: 17
Nationality: British
Grade: Junior
Height: 5'11
Weight: 169
Eye Color: Ice blue
Hair Color: Jet black
Appearance:
One look at Ark and he scream the work Punk. Starting at the top his once brown hair, now jet black is cut short at the top and even shorter on the side at ear level. His eyes are a light blue appearing almost like ice. He has a few scars on his face from fights over the years, one on his left eyebrow, and a second on the right upper lip. Thankfully he was blessed with a handsome face with slightly tan skin. His body language is that of a man who has lived a carefree life. Offend slouching and smiling to all. Standing at almost six feet and at hundred and sixty pounds he is anything but a small man. Despite his lazy feel, Ark body is fit and strong with the muscles built from a hard life on the street. Along his body, one can see the handful of scars he has gain over the years. This can mainly be seen on his hands and finger.
His clothing is mainly made up of plain tee shirts, tank top, or graphic tee's. However his jacket never changes, a long red trench coat with a British flag patched on it left arm. Leading to his nickname The Brit. His pants or choice will always be jeans, never one for shorts. Last he wears a pair of black or brown boots.
Personality: At first glance Ark will seem to be friendly and open guy to those around. Alway willing to talk and listen and alway smiling. Yes, the smiling is the number one thing people will say about Ark. Yet his smiles and acts are not as honest as they may appear. Growing up on the street of NYC Ark know how to act. See nothing and hear everything. so to most he is just a nice guy who happens to know a lot of what happening around him. He stands in the gray. Never involving himself with events unless it befits him or unable to avoid it. Yet, Ark isn't a bad man, he wouldn't stand by and watch as evil men have their way. Nor is he a good man, sticking his neck out for nothing more than good grace. For him to do something then there must be a reward of some kind in it at the end. This has lead many to see him as weak or even a bully when he turned his back on others who needed help in the past. He just tend to think before acting, try to piece together in his head and see if his fist would be of any help or just drag himself down.
Anger is something Ark offend claims he has lost a long time ago and for the most part it could be true. Anything short of physical violence means nothing to him and will even make him laugh. Words mean nothing and should be treated as such or at least that how he see it. However, no man is without rage and if pushed to his limit Ark holds nothing back when fighting. Fighting till the only thing left to his enemy is a pool of blood. A side of him that even scared himself.
As for friends well Ark would claim that everyone is his friend. But only those who have ever seen him frown or anger could truly call him their friend and those are very few. Those very few that Ark has allowed past his wall they see him as his true self.
Fighting Style: For the six years Ark lived on the street only one man ever seem to care, this man also taught him how to fight. Pencak Silat is what the man called it and for six long year teached it to Ark. With a balance of speed and power, it allows Ark to both attacks while always ready to counter if need be. Allowing his fighting style to match his personality
His second style is self-taught Combat Parkour. When outnumber the best thing to do is sometimes run. Ark formed this around the time he needed to both run and fight at the same time and have slowly mixed it with his Pencak silat allowing him to be even harder to hit.
Strengths:
Street smart
Quick thinker
Calm under pressure
Friendly enough
Flexible
Weaknesses:
Tend to think little of others
Addictive to cigarettes
Daydream a lot
History: Stark hates to think of the past and much of the time will avoid it a mush as possible. His father was a muscle for a small time gang in the city of London. He never met his mother and his father hardly ever talked about her. For the most past it wasn't a bad life since it was all that he ever knew. To him, the loving and nice family you saw on Tv was weird and even fake feeling. As soon as he was old enough to be trusted Stark started working for the gang as well. Scouting out shop and being lookout on hits and even learning to pickpocket when needed. However, this life came to a painful stop as one day his father tried to reach beyond his limits. No longer happy being at the bottom his father decided to steal all the money in the gang biggest hit and ran. Taking Stark with him they left taking a plane to New York City. However, they didn't get far before being found. As it turned out they had taken the cut from a larger gang that theirs was helping and was placed at the top of their list. Stark father didn't make it through the first night.
Thankfully Stark was able to escape during the hit, but in turn was tossed onto the street. His only saving grace was the fact he was able to grab the money before hiding. After that day, Stark was forced to live on the street, unable to return to London and afraid to use the money out of fear they might find him. It was a hard life that almost took his life if it wasn't for a man name Rama. Rama found Stark broken, hungry, and half dead and took him in. Something that puzzled Stark to this very day. Rama was a smuggler on the docks of the city and after learning of Stark skill decided to use him in his work, pretending to work on the docks. Wanting to thank the man who saved his life he happily agreed to help. For the first time Stark life felt back on track(or as much as it could be for a person like himself) That is until questions were asked and it was soon learned he far under age limit to work. With this new info and a criminal background, Stark was tossed into PHS #552. Since then he has taken up the role of the school smuggler, using the skills Rama taught him. If you need it then he can find it, one way or another.
Other:
- Stark has a silver tongue and most of the time can make those around him believe in him.
- Stark is a skilled pickpocket, able to steal from just about anyone and equly skilled smuggler.
- Thank to the money his father stole Stark is quite rich from it. However, her hardly ever use it.
- Thanks to the teaching of Rama Stark can speak Korean fairly well.
- He does not know for sure but he fears that his father old gang is still out for blood.
