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Post by Frezzik Don Kiplen on Jul 1, 2013 15:55:21 GMT -5
character name
biological information
Full Name: Frezzik Don Kiplen Nickname: Hell-hound Alias(es): Don Gender: Male Orientation: Heterosexual Age: 34 Date of Birth: 24 July Marital Status: Single Place of Birth: Lake Havesue, Arazona Race: Gifted Demon Occupation: Ex-Floor Care Technician[16 months(ages 16-17)], Ex-Captain of the Flint Hills Job Corps Security and Law Enforcement Program[8 months(ages 17-18)], Ex-Marine Corps Forces Special Operations Command[5 years(ages 18-23)], Ex-Army Special Forces[5 years(ages 23-28)], Ex- Black Ops[5 years(ages 28-33)], Contracted Hire[(ages 33-34KIA)], Fourth Circle Demon[Current (34-Present)]
Physical Appearance: Frezzik has the stereotypical look of what one might think of when thinking of a fighter or hired muscle. His greased and slicked back brown hair gives an entirely new look to this former military professional. His appearence is close to standard for most American's, with skin that is a wash of bloodlines and eyes of hazel that hold a very preditor like stare. He cant help but keep a professional appearance, embedded into him from the fifteen years in the service, and appear clean shaven.
His build could be described as something a little larger then average, standing at five feet ten inches and weighing around two eighty-six pounds though by the look of it most average Joe's would guess a hundred pounds lighter. He has the broad shoulders defined by sports a finely tuned and muscled body. Built from years of developing of his body before he had even started to think about the military. As a former military professional he prefers his body to be fighting fit after all as a person who makes a living through contracts, appearance is key. Frezzik still keeps his body in shape, not only lifting but stretching his body to keep himself flexible and cardio to keep up his speed. Built like a tank his size, strength, and power gets him the work that he wants while his other abilities help out in other ways. His mere presence can draw stares or whispers.
Frezzik tends to dress a little "extravagant". After all contracts can bring in big amounts of cash so why not show off a bit. His wardrobe is usually comprised of black satin button down shirts, black tank tops, and dark denim jeans or dress slacks. Showing off is not the end of it either and the fact that these pieces of clothing always strain over the massive bulk of his muscles, only helps the entire illusion he’s trying to create. Taking his role quite seriously he often wears a chain around his neck usually gold or silver in replacement of his dog tags. Frezzik will usually leave a button or two undone near his neck so that he can display the jewelry around his neck while also leaving his cuffs undone so the shirt does not restrict movement. Frezzik, likes to accompany his dress with a leather jacket of some sort of over wear as it helps hide the fact that he has a foot long knife strapped to his right hip, or that he is carrying a fire arm. Polished shoes top the look off most of the time how ever he does own black sneakers and boots.
While on a contract he will usually drop the silk shirts and stick to tank tops while keeping to a more comfortable shoe like the sneaker or boot. His M11 holstered in its shoulder sheath under his left arm with its extended mag and his KA-Bar ready for action before bending the light around him causing him to disappear without a bit of distortion in the area he occupies.
Or at least that was the man he use to be until that fate filled day. Being dead his true form looks the worse from wear, still he has managed enough control to keep his form that of the remnant that is his former self. Silk shirts replaced with Suits and ties though its only a visual lie. Not having been to the actual hell however he caries no smell of sulfur until he release the Hell-hounds that were part of his torture leaving a bad taste in his own mouth.
Celebrity Claim: Jean-Claude Van Damme
special abilities
Powers: Potens– Power equals Strength times Speed. Frezzik's power no longer comes from a human body but is an accumulation of the seven Hell-hounds that became a part of him. In terms of speed he can keep up with the fastest of Vampires. In Strength however it wavers decreasing and increasing with how many Hell-hounds he is assimilated with. None making him as weak as a typical human, while all seven make his strength a challenge for even typical Sixth Circle Demons.
Gift of Tongues– Being a made Demon Frezzik has not learned to speak or write in the vernacular he has not been around however he does understand and can read any known vernacular even though he has had no training through the Hell-hounds within his being.
Infernus– Frezzik can manipulate his Demonic energy in two ways, the first of which is manipulation allowing him to slip between veils between worlds this is due to his powers coming from that of the Hell-hound not only as a form of long distance travel but to slip just beyond what normally would be precised thus granting a type of invisibility. The second way his Demonic energy is utilized is sonic empowerment allowing for sonic barks that can toss a bus out of the way or screams that when continuous can shake and even split foundations.
Shapeshifting– Having had no training and due to being new to the life style Frezzik can take on a incorporeal form of black mist or a corporeal form that looks of his former self before it was destroyed.
Immortalis– Frezzik has become by humane terms Immortal, When his corporeal form is destroyed he reverts into his incorporeal form until he has the strength to reform his body while if his incorporeal form is vanquished he would lose his control over the Hell-hounds within himself and be ripped apart and drug back to the hell of which he was spawned unless sent by other means to the true hell.
Anima– Skills: Personal Possessions: None Weapons and Equipment: None Limitations: TEXT
psychoanalysis
Personality Description: For the mot part Frezzik can be seen as mild mannered as he goes about his day. He try's to get along with everyone that he meets and when he hears cries for help he cant help or danger he cant help but to play hero. However he makes it a point to separate personal life with business and he is very good at killing when necessary. Over all he is laid back with an easy going and pompus personality, that is till some one has pushed his buttons one to many times. He bottles his anger for the most part and puts on a happy face however this means at times he might loose his cool over smaller things. This allows him to vent a little as it usually involves crushing or snapping something. Unable to block out pain Frezzik has learned to embrace and enjoy it making it so that he is not afraid to take risks.
Though his name is Frezzik he prefers to be called by his middle name as it sounds less silly, more macho and fitting for one who makes a living on the wrong side of the law. If only the normal populace knew the many counts of shoplifting he has performed, after all after you have killed minor infractions seem just that. When off duty he likes to go out to bars how ever he orders non alcoholic beverages like a Virgin Cuba Libre on the rocks (Coke-Cola in a large glass with ice) or a Virgin Witch Doctor straight up (Dr. Pepper, large glass, no ice). The only time he does drink is when its expected of him like at a customers party and only then its champagne or Bordeaux Cabernet Sauvignon. Instead he prefers his cigarets, Marlboro 100's longs.
Frezzik has a very complex personality in that parts often times conflict with each other. To him business is just that, nothing personal. Just a job that he was paid to do, it is this mentality that keeps him for the most part sane when he is forced to do "bad things". Its the excitement that gets to him but at the same time to much of the same routine bores him, its why he did not just pick a spot in the military and sit there. Contracts on the other hand entice him after all one day he might be working for this guy then the next day hired to kill him. Out side of his work sure he might shoplift, and commit other minor misdemeanors but to him its life and an art of survival however that does not mean he would go out on a killing spree anytime soon life is to important to him and why business and his personal life is a struggle to keep apart
His sanity was not broken through his transformation though for one to say it came out unharmed would be to the understatement of the eternity.
Strengths:- Predators-Drive
- Efficient
- Protective
- Stern
- Cunning
Weaknesses:- Highly Aggressive
- Vengeful
- Masochist
- Uncaring
- Mouthy
Fear/s: Khlystov Goal/s: To conquer his fear.
biography
Their Story: Frezzik was born with myostatin-related muscle hypertrophy in the United States. He would be the first born of his family. His birth would be out of wedlock along with younger brother after a year, it would be another year before his mother would move back to her home town of Troy, Kansas. Living with their grandfather and mother it would be a few more years before Frezzik and his brother end up being the ring bearer for her first marriage. He would end up moving again with this marriage to St. Joseph, Missouri.
For a few more years he would live in the small city area, learning to ride a bike, roller blade, and other sorts of kiddy activities. Even at a young age he would blade around pulling one eighties and even skating backwards. Frezzik would have his first run in with the authorities. Taking him and his brother to his Grandma’s place in Fanning, Kansas; it would only be a misconception of the time that it took by car and the time it would take by bike, luckily they would end up getting pulled over at a nearby taco bell and taken back to their parents house. His half sister would be born within the large white house in the city.
A little while again they would move to Chicago. There Frezzik would hone his skating skills as an after curricular activity. Yet he would only get about eight months of training before they would move back to Troy, Kansas. His life seemed almost rushed as after a year of his sister’s birth his mother would have another boy making him the eldest of four. His youngest brother would be born on a Sunday at home and would be the youngest person to attend church that day. It was not a true shock that within the year his family would move to Manila, Philippines.
Frezzik would be eight by this time and would be attending Faith Academy, during his time as a missionary kid. He would take up Soccer during his lunch periods though he would be labeled a delinquent with anger issues, due to his time at a third grader choking out a fifth grader for getting hit in the face by a soccer ball. To help control and to channel his anger he took up Mui Tai. It would also be here that he would discover balute, each egg twenty-five peso’s an egg. He would spend the better of five years attending school and learning the Mui Tai arts.
When Frezzik and his family moved back his parents would divorce. His father would move back to the Philippines while the rest of his family moved to Highland, Kansas. This is where Frezzik would discover American football after being tricked by his mother into going to the “football” practice. He would not mind that though and he would qualify for not only the defensive left tackle but also the kicker. They would move twice more before Frezzik would end up in Parsons, Kansas. Continuing his skills on the field as well as discovering wrestling.
His Coach would be Jody Thompson, the former coach of the Local collage and inducted into the Kansas hall of fame, would teach him wrestling. Frezzik’s record would go to a complete sweep of the competition, placing first in every tournament he went to. His weight would only be one ninety-three pounds as he wrestled in the two fifteen weight bracket. He would only wrestle a year as he would study auto repair for the years he attended school. He would end up walking out of school as soon as the first of the final exams for his Junior year of high school.
Frezzik would continue to work out and train in Shotokan Karate when he was not busy with work, at the local hospital as a floor care technician. He would also walk his mother down the aisle to marry his step dad, a sergeant in the military before going to Flint Hills Job Corps. While in the Flint Hill Job Corps Program he would study security and law enforcement, achieving the rank of Captain before graduation along with his General Education Diploma and his High School Diploma. He would also take Judo during his eight month stay in the program finding it helpful in take down procedures as he expanded his repertoire of fighting capabilities.
At the age eighteen he would be too young for any true security work, he would sign up for the Marine Corps and be selected for the Marine Corps Forces Special Operations Command. Their training regimen was comprised of four phases, increasing in strenuousness. Phase One as always was SERE training, survival, evasion, resistance, escape. Frezzik was trained to make fire by friction, fire by mirrors, even fire by ice, depending on the location to which he was deployed.
After this, Frezzik would begin physical fitness training, and hand-to-hand combat, practicing a hybrid of the most functional martial arts: Jeet Kune Do, Wing Chun, Karate, Jiu-Jitsu, even Pankration. Then, Sayoc Kali, which is Filipino knife fighting.
Up next would be phase two of his training consisting of marksmanship, amphibious demolitions, reconnaissance. Phase three is a continuation of the second, but with the addition of field radio's and satellite data-up link systems. Phase Four is “irregular warfare” instruction, which is a euphemism for “anything goes.” This phase consists primarily of the Derna Bridge operation, which forces the recruits to use all skills acquired during the course.
For five years he would stay a marine until his contract was up. Wanting more Frezzik would sign up again for another five years this time as part of the Army Special Forces. Out of all the applications he would be part of the forty percent accepted. Final training consisted of various endurance courses, carrying heavy backpacks over 40 miles of rugged terrain, with nothing but a live chicken and a knife, day and night. Not given any matches or lighters he would rely on his Marine training to cook his chicken. Over all he was content with his life as a military professional and at the end of his five years as a green beret he would be approached for a government project.
At the age twenty eight he would not refuse and go on to be part of the Hell-Hound Program. Put out for the surgery that would take him from extraordinary human to gifted his mind would be slightly altered for the effects that the military wanted. the first effects of that fateful surgery would be an increase of his physical being he could last longer in combat, hit harder, faster, then ever before. His limits were tested pushed, shot at, until he finally was able to focus enough of the ambient magical energy he had stored to warp the light around him. At fist he could not see when it was active but through months he honed it to perfection. A phantom for the government trained to infiltrate, obliterate, and leave without being seen.
Five years he would be apart of this Black Operation and finding himself getting bored with it he would leave. Walk right out the building, invisible of course and leave. The only thing he had he would have shipped out before sneaking onto a air line and taking a free ride to a new life. A life that he would find in Arc City. Putting himself up as a hired gun, a contract man he would focus more on killings of people who did not stick to their original contracts with his employers.
Life and fate how ever have sickening humor and it was not long before Frezzik was picked up outside an Asian laundry by a demon under Vsevolod Khlystov's control. What was meant to be a mutual meting to discuss business would turn into a who has a bigger dick competition. Vsevolod not caring for the Human Hell-hounds flexing of his personal rights before the mage. The Russian would tare Frezzik a new one. Binding his essence in iron and left in the care of a pack of Hell-hounds for eternity. That Iron would be dropped into the river Dean and forgotten. Trapped in the metal time would flow differently the process of the Hell-hounds devouring Kiplen only for him to be regurgitated, defecated, and reformed into a soul to relive the pain time and time again would be repeated for centuries within his entrapment though outside a single second would have ticked away. The repeated abuse mixing the Hell-hounds own essence with that of their food causing its form to convert to that of a demonic form. The process that would have taken a millenniums on earth to accomplish in hell would take days outside of the Iron wrought prison.
The magic binding would weaken against what it was not meant to hold, a demon that had swallowed its duty bound guard. A pack master demon, drawing strength from the pack of Hell-hounds within its body. A gentle black mist that was washed away at a trickles pace in the tides of the Dean River would mark the trapped beings escape the the weakened but not broken seal. The escape would take two days to fully leave the iron behind after the twelve days since Gaap had dropped it into the swirling waters.
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behind the scenes
Your Nickname: J.Hendrix Age: 21 How long have you been RPing? Going on six years come the 24th, though if you count playing make believe with friends out in the back yard 15 years at least. Where/How did you find us? Got the Email that we are back up and running.
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Post by The City on Jul 1, 2013 21:50:29 GMT -5
No. Denied. I am about to lock this account. Your character is dead. reposting him does not change this fact.
It was not just because he pissed off Vsevolod. We had numerous other problems with your rp.
Please come up with something new and original.
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