Post by Kyrin 'The Jackal' Razorock on Jul 3, 2013 20:25:01 GMT -5
RAZOROCK, tobias kyrin
"Quote/Lyrics Here"
| Roger Huerta |
Full Name: Tobias Kyrin Razorock
Nicknames: Z, Razor, Ky, Jackal,Tobi
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Associated With: The Exiled
Wolf: None
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown/Black
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 155 lbs.
Basic Build: Muscular, Very defined from years of fighting.
Permanent Markings: Huge tribal tattoo over his left shoulder.
Other: None
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Mother: Kayla Razorock
Father: Tobias Razorock
Siblings: None
Other Significant Others: Mason Ashcroft, fighting buddy
History: Born to Tobias and Kayla Razorock. He was named after his father. To the outside world, his life looked as though it was perfect but, on the inside of his house walls, it was a different story. His father had been an alcoholic, abusing him and his mother. At an early age, Kyrin started trying to defend himself. He tried to convince his mother that the two of them should leave. But, she used the excuse repeatedly that she loved Tobias and that she had deserved the punishments she had received. Kyrin grew tired of this life and had begun escaping in the middle of the night. Leaving the house and being left to his own devices.
He started pick pocketing, thieving from stores. He met other kids around the area that started to follow him, And then Mason appeared. The little kid appeared as if he had lived a pampered lifestyle. Seemed as though he felt entitled to get what he wanted. And 13 year old Kyrin wasn't going to have it. He kept pushing the boy off, refusing to let him in their group. After some persistence, Kyrin finally let Mason in. Testing his loyalty for a while before showing him what a lot of the teenage boys had been doing. An underground fight club.
Kyrin had been working his way through the ranks. He went night after night undefeated. The 13 year old spent his days sleeping, pickpocketing and training, just to go underground in the night to fight. Mason was the only one who could keep up with him. The two built quite the reputation among the group. Kyrin soon became the leader of the group at the age of 16. Mason remained his right hand man even though only 13 now. Kyrin was a respected leader. But as the group grew larger and larger, it became harder to keep track of who was coming in and what they were bringing in with them. And that's when he watched the first major injury in the history of him being there. Mason's chest being laid open by a knife.
And that's when Kyrin lost it. He locked on the boy that had done the damage to his friend and immediately snatched him up. A strong right hook to the boy's jaw sent him to the groun. And then Kyrin set on the boy's chest as he let blow after blow rain down on the kid's face. Repeatedly striking him, even with a few of the others trying to pull him from the bloodied kid. Kyrin only wrapped his legs around his prey and drug him along with him, still swinging on him. And that's when he finally realized what some were trying to tell him. 'Kyrin...he's done!' 'Kyrin! Kyrin! He's not breathing! Let up!' He allowed the few that had ahold of him to drag him away. His legs released the boy and he watched his battered body fall to the floor lifelessly. The group set Kyrin on the floor a ways away where he set panting. And then he began looking for Mason. Eyes searching the room, he finally found him with a girl hovered over him.
Fight club had ended for the night. Kyrin and the mystery girl took the injured Mason to her home. This is where Kyrin stood and watched, arms crossed and studying. He had learned that the girl's name was Sonya. And even though Kyrin hadn't ever seen her before, she had been watching the fighting league for quite some time. Kyrin dismissed it as he was too busy leading and fighting and keeping order to have noticed her.
Sonya watched over Mason, helping him recover while Kyrin went back underground to continue fighting. When he returned, he heard rumor of being 'the jackal.' He didn't ask why...but went with it and its intimidating effect it had on the others. When Mason finally came back, the two fought together for two more years. But when Kyrin turned 18, he decided it was time to give up this life and move on to bigger and better things. Mason had been frustrated with his decision, throwing a tantrum like a child as he usually did when something didn't go his way. Kyrin handed his leadership down to Mason and went to the Aurora. He was accepted by Queen Valecia's guard since she was only 5 at the time. Kyrin trained to become part of the Queen's guard. And with his background, he was a natural at it.
For two years, he guarded the castle. He had a couple small rivals who had become jealous of his accomplishments in such a short time. But he never concerned himself with them.
And then everything fell through.
He was instructed to guard the wolf pups' wing of the castle for the night. All had been quiet as usual. A few other guards crossed his path, making their rounds. But one had stopped and conversed with him. Saying that he needed to take one of the pups from the nursery, that he had been instructed to. Kyrin had not heard word of this, but guards had free reign into pretty anywhere in the castle. The pup was removed from the nursery. And the next day, Kyrin's life fell apart.
He woke to two guards ripping him from his bed. He was presented to Valecia's council, since the child was still too young to make decisions. He was accused of stealing the pup, that one had come up missing in the night. And since he had been on guard, it had been his duty to protect them, and he hadn't. As he was being escorted from the castle's throne room, he passed the guard from the night before. The male stared at him with a grin across his face. 'Him!' Kyrin cried out. 'He's the one with the pup!' But even with his struggle and yelling, he was pushed out the kingdom. Sentenced to live with the others who had been exiled from Aurora.
OOC Name: Foxx
Other Characters: Queen Valecia Ivarest, Apocalypse, Mason Ashcroft
How You Found Us:
Nicknames: Z, Razor, Ky, Jackal,
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Associated With: The Exiled
Wolf: None
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown/Black
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 155 lbs.
Basic Build: Muscular, Very defined from years of fighting.
Permanent Markings: Huge tribal tattoo over his left shoulder.
Other: None
Personality:
Likes:
- Fighting
- Girls
- Running
- Wearing No Shirt
- Tattoos
- Girls with Tattoos
- His Middle Name
- Swimming
Dislikes:
- Disrespect
- Rude Behavior
- Especially Disrespect to Girls
- His First Name
- Losing
- Disappointment
- Weaknesses
Strengths:
- Giving Beatdowns
- Intimidating
- Pain Tolerance
- Strong Mind
- Protective
- Intelligent
- Street Smarts
- Courageous to the Point of Stupidity
- Determined
Weaknesses:
- Controlling his Temper
- Girls with Tattoos
- Girls in General
- Fighting
- Pushing Himself
- Pretends He's Ok All The Time
- Communicating With Children/Intimidated By Them
- Alcohol
Mother: Kayla Razorock
Father: Tobias Razorock
Siblings: None
Other Significant Others: Mason Ashcroft, fighting buddy
History: Born to Tobias and Kayla Razorock. He was named after his father. To the outside world, his life looked as though it was perfect but, on the inside of his house walls, it was a different story. His father had been an alcoholic, abusing him and his mother. At an early age, Kyrin started trying to defend himself. He tried to convince his mother that the two of them should leave. But, she used the excuse repeatedly that she loved Tobias and that she had deserved the punishments she had received. Kyrin grew tired of this life and had begun escaping in the middle of the night. Leaving the house and being left to his own devices.
He started pick pocketing, thieving from stores. He met other kids around the area that started to follow him, And then Mason appeared. The little kid appeared as if he had lived a pampered lifestyle. Seemed as though he felt entitled to get what he wanted. And 13 year old Kyrin wasn't going to have it. He kept pushing the boy off, refusing to let him in their group. After some persistence, Kyrin finally let Mason in. Testing his loyalty for a while before showing him what a lot of the teenage boys had been doing. An underground fight club.
Kyrin had been working his way through the ranks. He went night after night undefeated. The 13 year old spent his days sleeping, pickpocketing and training, just to go underground in the night to fight. Mason was the only one who could keep up with him. The two built quite the reputation among the group. Kyrin soon became the leader of the group at the age of 16. Mason remained his right hand man even though only 13 now. Kyrin was a respected leader. But as the group grew larger and larger, it became harder to keep track of who was coming in and what they were bringing in with them. And that's when he watched the first major injury in the history of him being there. Mason's chest being laid open by a knife.
And that's when Kyrin lost it. He locked on the boy that had done the damage to his friend and immediately snatched him up. A strong right hook to the boy's jaw sent him to the groun. And then Kyrin set on the boy's chest as he let blow after blow rain down on the kid's face. Repeatedly striking him, even with a few of the others trying to pull him from the bloodied kid. Kyrin only wrapped his legs around his prey and drug him along with him, still swinging on him. And that's when he finally realized what some were trying to tell him. 'Kyrin...he's done!' 'Kyrin! Kyrin! He's not breathing! Let up!' He allowed the few that had ahold of him to drag him away. His legs released the boy and he watched his battered body fall to the floor lifelessly. The group set Kyrin on the floor a ways away where he set panting. And then he began looking for Mason. Eyes searching the room, he finally found him with a girl hovered over him.
Fight club had ended for the night. Kyrin and the mystery girl took the injured Mason to her home. This is where Kyrin stood and watched, arms crossed and studying. He had learned that the girl's name was Sonya. And even though Kyrin hadn't ever seen her before, she had been watching the fighting league for quite some time. Kyrin dismissed it as he was too busy leading and fighting and keeping order to have noticed her.
Sonya watched over Mason, helping him recover while Kyrin went back underground to continue fighting. When he returned, he heard rumor of being 'the jackal.' He didn't ask why...but went with it and its intimidating effect it had on the others. When Mason finally came back, the two fought together for two more years. But when Kyrin turned 18, he decided it was time to give up this life and move on to bigger and better things. Mason had been frustrated with his decision, throwing a tantrum like a child as he usually did when something didn't go his way. Kyrin handed his leadership down to Mason and went to the Aurora. He was accepted by Queen Valecia's guard since she was only 5 at the time. Kyrin trained to become part of the Queen's guard. And with his background, he was a natural at it.
For two years, he guarded the castle. He had a couple small rivals who had become jealous of his accomplishments in such a short time. But he never concerned himself with them.
And then everything fell through.
He was instructed to guard the wolf pups' wing of the castle for the night. All had been quiet as usual. A few other guards crossed his path, making their rounds. But one had stopped and conversed with him. Saying that he needed to take one of the pups from the nursery, that he had been instructed to. Kyrin had not heard word of this, but guards had free reign into pretty anywhere in the castle. The pup was removed from the nursery. And the next day, Kyrin's life fell apart.
He woke to two guards ripping him from his bed. He was presented to Valecia's council, since the child was still too young to make decisions. He was accused of stealing the pup, that one had come up missing in the night. And since he had been on guard, it had been his duty to protect them, and he hadn't. As he was being escorted from the castle's throne room, he passed the guard from the night before. The male stared at him with a grin across his face. 'Him!' Kyrin cried out. 'He's the one with the pup!' But even with his struggle and yelling, he was pushed out the kingdom. Sentenced to live with the others who had been exiled from Aurora.
OOC Name: Foxx
Other Characters: Queen Valecia Ivarest, Apocalypse, Mason Ashcroft
How You Found Us: