Post by Dirk on Mar 11, 2007 8:06:44 GMT 1
Name: Diedrick Raug, Prefers Dirk (DEERK)
Nationality: American.
Ethnicity: German
Age: 16
16 - Sophomore
Weight: 165 pounds
Height:6’
Appearance:
Body: A somewhat thin body, not without some tone and strength. Perhaps the most notable parts are the dark burn scars that are apparent throughout the body. Some are fresh and raised and puffy while others have sunken in with the natural line of his pale skin with only the color difference showing. In particular there is a sharp flowing brand that goes up the side of his neck and curves behind his ear.
Cosmetic: Colors of his clothes are typically black accented with gray and chrome. One very notable part of his attire is his attraction towards buckles, many of his pants are consisted nearly entirely of buckles that strap tightly to his legs with the same being said of the sleeves of his shirts.
Eye color: Gray Green
Hair: Sides of his head are shaven while the middle is allowed to grow to near the bottom of his jaw. This style is most often used by people who wish to Mohawk their hair though he is never seen doing so. His hair is dyed a darker brown tinted with a natural red color.
Habits: Branding himself with anything possible. From rubbing the metal end of a pen till it’s hot enough to burn to heating a wire hanger that had been bent to a desired design.
Other Information
Personality: Odd, eccentric and dedicated to bringing the little spices of life, Pain and Conflict, to anyone and everyone. He isn’t secluded but will more often than not only keep a handful of people he actually trusts around him with many many acquaintances along the way.
Hobbies: Reading, branding himself, sleeping to come up with new designs to burn into his flesh.
Extracurricular: N/A He does not like to participate in any school activities more than required.
Important Details
History: Diedrick was one of a hard life, His father an Immigrant from Germany was one that worked without cease. The German work ethic hardwired into his form as he engineered near whatever his somewhat secretive company desired of him. Diedrick’s Mother was something abit different, still young at heart and though in his infancy and younger life he garnered much of it, it never seemed to be enough in his mind.
His Mother would often speak and play with Diedrick, it was even her that trained him to use the bathroom as his Father was near ceaselessly busy and at the end of the day was often too mentally exhausted to do much of anything. While Diedrick certainly loved his Mother in his own way, it was his Father’s approval he wished so desperately to have. No matter how worthless it would seem coming from a man that would collapse on the sofa and sit numbly while resting.
It was as Diedrick grew older that he would begin to see the cracks in the one parent that natured him. By thirteen his maturity was reaching and surpassing that of his Mother. While she traveled down the road of constantly Clubbing and soon deteriorating downward into Meth use and soon enough abuse. It wasn’t long before she had lost her job and was leeching off her husband. It was at this time of his life that Diedrick realized the strength of his Father and he also found out something else.
Now, when returning from work to a drug addicted wife, his Father had energy. He would argue and yell with the immature wife, he would even give attention to Diedrick, lecturing on maturity and responsibility. There was finally approval and attention he had so desperately desired and it all came in one ugly yet required package.
Conflict.
When his Father divorced his Mother and they separated, with Diedrick living with his father. The woman was enraged. She couldn’t comprehend her wrong doings and was furious that her ex-husband was taking HER child away from HER. Despite the fact she had no way of supporting herself or her son. It wasn’t long before in her irrational she decided she would burn the entire house down. She never thought about the fact that her only son was in the house and that her husband was not home. Only her anguish and hatred drove her at that point and no decent thought was allowed enter. She ringed the house with fire so there was no escape and not much after leapt from a nearby bridge to her death.
Diedrick was asleep when the fire started and it had near engulfed the house by the time the smoke choked him awake. The rafters of the hallway was on fire, the heat was intense and everywhere cloying and choking smoke was robbing him of air. He ran from his room on instinct and half way down the hall a part of the rafter gave way. Embers and two by four slamming into his back and burning immeasurably, a horrid burn running parallel to his spine resulting. He screamed against the pain, forced himself up and broke through it all to escape the building. Much more attention was given to him that night, from many. It was that night he learned something else that was required in life and could drive one.
Pain.
The rest of his life until high school revolved around the principals of Pain and Conflict, an obsession with burning his flesh evolving from his traumatic experience. And forming the young man that would only refer to himself by a pet name given by his father.
Dirk.
Fighting Style: Dirk’s style revolves around the fact that Conflict and Pain are necessary. He utilizes his arms almost exclusively, many blows coming from the outside of his forearm, utilizing the bone near the elbow that is close to the surface and relatively sharp. He also has some experience in grappling, mostly with arm locks and twisting maneuvers. A high pain tolerance is also utilized as a result of his constant burning of his own flesh.
Strengths: Relatively strong. Excessively high Endurance. Uses a natural striking weapon. Able to maneuver decently. Intimidating appearance. Harsh mentality.
Weaknesses: Lightweight. Unable to match more agile competitors or stronger ones. Unstable Mentality. Constant branding leaves multiple large blisters on his body at any one time.
Nationality: American.
Ethnicity: German
Age: 16
16 - Sophomore
Weight: 165 pounds
Height:6’
Appearance:
Body: A somewhat thin body, not without some tone and strength. Perhaps the most notable parts are the dark burn scars that are apparent throughout the body. Some are fresh and raised and puffy while others have sunken in with the natural line of his pale skin with only the color difference showing. In particular there is a sharp flowing brand that goes up the side of his neck and curves behind his ear.
Cosmetic: Colors of his clothes are typically black accented with gray and chrome. One very notable part of his attire is his attraction towards buckles, many of his pants are consisted nearly entirely of buckles that strap tightly to his legs with the same being said of the sleeves of his shirts.
Eye color: Gray Green
Hair: Sides of his head are shaven while the middle is allowed to grow to near the bottom of his jaw. This style is most often used by people who wish to Mohawk their hair though he is never seen doing so. His hair is dyed a darker brown tinted with a natural red color.
Habits: Branding himself with anything possible. From rubbing the metal end of a pen till it’s hot enough to burn to heating a wire hanger that had been bent to a desired design.
Other Information
Personality: Odd, eccentric and dedicated to bringing the little spices of life, Pain and Conflict, to anyone and everyone. He isn’t secluded but will more often than not only keep a handful of people he actually trusts around him with many many acquaintances along the way.
Hobbies: Reading, branding himself, sleeping to come up with new designs to burn into his flesh.
Extracurricular: N/A He does not like to participate in any school activities more than required.
Important Details
History: Diedrick was one of a hard life, His father an Immigrant from Germany was one that worked without cease. The German work ethic hardwired into his form as he engineered near whatever his somewhat secretive company desired of him. Diedrick’s Mother was something abit different, still young at heart and though in his infancy and younger life he garnered much of it, it never seemed to be enough in his mind.
His Mother would often speak and play with Diedrick, it was even her that trained him to use the bathroom as his Father was near ceaselessly busy and at the end of the day was often too mentally exhausted to do much of anything. While Diedrick certainly loved his Mother in his own way, it was his Father’s approval he wished so desperately to have. No matter how worthless it would seem coming from a man that would collapse on the sofa and sit numbly while resting.
It was as Diedrick grew older that he would begin to see the cracks in the one parent that natured him. By thirteen his maturity was reaching and surpassing that of his Mother. While she traveled down the road of constantly Clubbing and soon deteriorating downward into Meth use and soon enough abuse. It wasn’t long before she had lost her job and was leeching off her husband. It was at this time of his life that Diedrick realized the strength of his Father and he also found out something else.
Now, when returning from work to a drug addicted wife, his Father had energy. He would argue and yell with the immature wife, he would even give attention to Diedrick, lecturing on maturity and responsibility. There was finally approval and attention he had so desperately desired and it all came in one ugly yet required package.
Conflict.
When his Father divorced his Mother and they separated, with Diedrick living with his father. The woman was enraged. She couldn’t comprehend her wrong doings and was furious that her ex-husband was taking HER child away from HER. Despite the fact she had no way of supporting herself or her son. It wasn’t long before in her irrational she decided she would burn the entire house down. She never thought about the fact that her only son was in the house and that her husband was not home. Only her anguish and hatred drove her at that point and no decent thought was allowed enter. She ringed the house with fire so there was no escape and not much after leapt from a nearby bridge to her death.
Diedrick was asleep when the fire started and it had near engulfed the house by the time the smoke choked him awake. The rafters of the hallway was on fire, the heat was intense and everywhere cloying and choking smoke was robbing him of air. He ran from his room on instinct and half way down the hall a part of the rafter gave way. Embers and two by four slamming into his back and burning immeasurably, a horrid burn running parallel to his spine resulting. He screamed against the pain, forced himself up and broke through it all to escape the building. Much more attention was given to him that night, from many. It was that night he learned something else that was required in life and could drive one.
Pain.
The rest of his life until high school revolved around the principals of Pain and Conflict, an obsession with burning his flesh evolving from his traumatic experience. And forming the young man that would only refer to himself by a pet name given by his father.
Dirk.
Fighting Style: Dirk’s style revolves around the fact that Conflict and Pain are necessary. He utilizes his arms almost exclusively, many blows coming from the outside of his forearm, utilizing the bone near the elbow that is close to the surface and relatively sharp. He also has some experience in grappling, mostly with arm locks and twisting maneuvers. A high pain tolerance is also utilized as a result of his constant burning of his own flesh.
Strengths: Relatively strong. Excessively high Endurance. Uses a natural striking weapon. Able to maneuver decently. Intimidating appearance. Harsh mentality.
Weaknesses: Lightweight. Unable to match more agile competitors or stronger ones. Unstable Mentality. Constant branding leaves multiple large blisters on his body at any one time.
