Post by CK on Oct 4, 2005 15:54:46 GMT -5
Name: CK
Codename: Demon
Age: 25
Hair Color: Dirty blonde/light light brown
Eye Color: Brown
Affiliation: Freelance agent/assassin
Rank: American Black Ops, Deep Echelon Six by training; Sarcastic Muthaf*cka by experience
Weapons:
Dual .50 caliber Desert Eagles, .22 LR caliber Phoenix integral suppressor pistol, dual 12 gauge double-barrel sawn-off shotguns, strangulation cord, dual extendable wrist knives, dual MP5-KA5 submachine guns, MP5-K in briefcase, custom CZ 700 Subsonic (in briefcase), LAR Grizzly 50 Big Bore Competitor Rifle and his bare hands of course.
Needless to say, Demon does not carry all this for a single assignment.
Bio:
Demon has his roots in the American Special Forces; in his earlier years he led a team of ten specialists known as the Iron Fist Unit on several counter-terrorist missions all over the globe. The unit was disbanded after the dissolution of global enemy number one, the 'Defenders of Peace' terrorist organization, and the deaths of the Defenders' ten elite agents.
Demon was trained in various martial arts, and it shows when he fights (which he tends to do often); he most often uses a style somewhere between Capoeira, Whu Shu Kung Fu, Muay Thai kickboxing and Jiujitsu, although he has been known to favor the brutal 'finishing moves' of several accomplished cage fighters, free fighters and brawlers.
Furthermore, Demon is a sarcastic son-of-a-bitch, and when faced with adversity can be a veritable gold mine of vicious insults, remarks and one-liners. When in a more agreeable mood, he has an excellent (and accordingly sarcastic) sense of humor and can usually laugh at himself.
Demon wrestles continually with his feelings of betrayal towards his former best friend and fellow Iron Fist member 'Blondie'; she walked out on him shortly before the unit's final victory over the Defenders and he has never quite gotten over it. This eventually led him to resign from his position in the American Black Ops, leave his friends from the Iron Fist and go into business for himself. When he is confronted with someone he cares about, he continually feels a need for confirmation of their feelings towards him and can easily be made to feel neglected or maligned.
His character flaws are the aforementioned need for confirmation, his periodic depressive mood swings and his penchant for biting off more than he can chew when in a belligerent mood.
He is, however, extremely loyal and trustworthy and will go to any lengths at all for a friend in need. He has the balls to say what he thinks, when he thinks it, and he frankly doesn't give a damn what you think of him. Life has taught him that much.
Appearance:
Demon is of a moderate, athletic build; more of a Sam Fisher than a Rambo, although he has shown considerable physical strength in the past. He wields two fifty-caliber Desert Eagle handguns accurately, a testament to his strength. He is never seen in anything but black clothing; his long, black leather coat, a black graphic tee, black jeans, a belt made of used and recycled .308 Winchester shells, and black Phat Farm basketball sneakers. He usually spikes his short hair with liberal amounts of styling gel. He wears a simple silver chain around his neck and a thick brass-and-pewter ring around his right ring finger. When he is on a job, he can also be seen (although he usually isn't seen at all) wearing black leather gloves with holes at the four first knuckles and a clasp at the top of the wrist that leaves another, larger hole over the back of the hand.
Codename: Demon
Age: 25
Hair Color: Dirty blonde/light light brown
Eye Color: Brown
Affiliation: Freelance agent/assassin
Rank: American Black Ops, Deep Echelon Six by training; Sarcastic Muthaf*cka by experience
Weapons:
Dual .50 caliber Desert Eagles, .22 LR caliber Phoenix integral suppressor pistol, dual 12 gauge double-barrel sawn-off shotguns, strangulation cord, dual extendable wrist knives, dual MP5-KA5 submachine guns, MP5-K in briefcase, custom CZ 700 Subsonic (in briefcase), LAR Grizzly 50 Big Bore Competitor Rifle and his bare hands of course.
Needless to say, Demon does not carry all this for a single assignment.
Bio:
Demon has his roots in the American Special Forces; in his earlier years he led a team of ten specialists known as the Iron Fist Unit on several counter-terrorist missions all over the globe. The unit was disbanded after the dissolution of global enemy number one, the 'Defenders of Peace' terrorist organization, and the deaths of the Defenders' ten elite agents.
Demon was trained in various martial arts, and it shows when he fights (which he tends to do often); he most often uses a style somewhere between Capoeira, Whu Shu Kung Fu, Muay Thai kickboxing and Jiujitsu, although he has been known to favor the brutal 'finishing moves' of several accomplished cage fighters, free fighters and brawlers.
Furthermore, Demon is a sarcastic son-of-a-bitch, and when faced with adversity can be a veritable gold mine of vicious insults, remarks and one-liners. When in a more agreeable mood, he has an excellent (and accordingly sarcastic) sense of humor and can usually laugh at himself.
Demon wrestles continually with his feelings of betrayal towards his former best friend and fellow Iron Fist member 'Blondie'; she walked out on him shortly before the unit's final victory over the Defenders and he has never quite gotten over it. This eventually led him to resign from his position in the American Black Ops, leave his friends from the Iron Fist and go into business for himself. When he is confronted with someone he cares about, he continually feels a need for confirmation of their feelings towards him and can easily be made to feel neglected or maligned.
His character flaws are the aforementioned need for confirmation, his periodic depressive mood swings and his penchant for biting off more than he can chew when in a belligerent mood.
He is, however, extremely loyal and trustworthy and will go to any lengths at all for a friend in need. He has the balls to say what he thinks, when he thinks it, and he frankly doesn't give a damn what you think of him. Life has taught him that much.
Appearance:
Demon is of a moderate, athletic build; more of a Sam Fisher than a Rambo, although he has shown considerable physical strength in the past. He wields two fifty-caliber Desert Eagle handguns accurately, a testament to his strength. He is never seen in anything but black clothing; his long, black leather coat, a black graphic tee, black jeans, a belt made of used and recycled .308 Winchester shells, and black Phat Farm basketball sneakers. He usually spikes his short hair with liberal amounts of styling gel. He wears a simple silver chain around his neck and a thick brass-and-pewter ring around his right ring finger. When he is on a job, he can also be seen (although he usually isn't seen at all) wearing black leather gloves with holes at the four first knuckles and a clasp at the top of the wrist that leaves another, larger hole over the back of the hand.