Post by wickham on Sept 25, 2011 23:22:20 GMT -5
Documented Information
Name: Jarlath Wickham
Alias: N/A
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 185 pounds
Home Town: New York
Unique attributes/Desc: Tall and lean, well-built and clearly someone with a purpose in life; if his walk wasn't evidence enough, bright green eyes that shone with pride would give it away. Dirty blonde locks were tangled together in wispy combat, coming to curl around his earlobes. Birthmark upon his left cheek stretched the skin out in mild disfiguration. Tanned complexion left no guesses to his time spent outside, and hardened muscles left no guesses to the kind of things he took part in. Typically found in simple gray or black breeches and scuffed up old shoes with black suspenders to hold them up. Off-white long-sleeve shirt worn, stains and the like decorating it,while a flat cap was usually glued to his golden head.
Inventory on their person
- Chain leash, dog collar, typically has at least a hand full of dog food in his pockets, an italian-made switchblade, wears a flat cap, black suspenders. (Nothing too flashy on him)
Stats
Charisma - Very Low; Quiet upon first meeting him, but once he opens up he is very blunt and not all too keen on holding his tongue. He tends to share his ideas to the wrong crowds and likes to blabber on about his rights as an American citizen.
Strength - Medium; He can hit, just not with any surprising amount of strength (especially concerning his size, you would almost expect more from him). However, anything well-placed is gonna hurt.
Coordination - Low; Though he may be a good fighter, he tends to be clumsy when it comes down to it. Doing mundane things, he is likely to trip over his own shoes. His hands however, are slightly better and could be considered in the medium-range.
Endurance - Very High; he trains for this. He can take the pain and fatigue like he puts back breakfast, lunch and dinner. This translates inside and outside of the boxing ring.
Agility - Very High; Need to be quick in the ring. He trains daily on increasing this very skill. His reflexes are smooth and slick, sometimes surprising for a man of his stature.
Perception - Low; His eyesight it not all that good; whether he was born like this, or he'd just taken too many blows to his poor face that he isn't all too well off.
Intelligence - Medium; Not so bad off here, but he isn't so book smart as to delve into anything of the higher knowledge - though he may talk as if he does.
Morality - Low; Bit warped by all means, but at the same time he is not so far down in the gutter as to make his bad habits a daily occurance, if he can help it.
General Adaptations
Savvy - Pretty well; He is an Irish man born in New York, where most did not survive, especially on such hard budgets and the depressing news of prohibition and the like. He can handle himself with a bit of confidence.
Health - Good, for now. He is a fighter and this is very likely to change over time.
Pain Resistance - Great amount; This man is defined by his endurance; he is not likely to go down easy and can go through many different types of pain, given his history.
Education/ Abilities/ Training
- Used to work at a butcher's shop in New York, so he's knowledgeable about choice meats and slicing it.
- Trained on his off time in mixed martial arts, specializing in wrestling/submissions.
Advantages
- Fighter's Heart; He is a determined man. He gets things done, whether he is in the ring or not.
- Confidence; He takes pride in himself, makes him want to do more, achieve more.
- Easy to get along with; For the most part, he is likable.
Faults
- Bullheaded; Doesn't know when to back down from a fight, verbal or not. No matter who it might be with.
- Boozer; Likes to drink quite a bit, not an alcoholic but he generally isn't much of a friendly drunk - expect some bar fights.
- Arrogant; Oh, is he offending you? Yeah, he either meant to, or he really doesn't care about your feelings.
- Ladies' Man; Bit of a hound dog when it comes down to it. You flaunt it? He'll want it.
