Post by Deacon on Jun 9, 2008 4:55:06 GMT 1
Name: Deacon DelaVega Nickname: Bullet Strike DelaVega
Nationality: Spanish
Ethnicity: Spaniard (Family and bloodline from Spain)
Sex: Male
Age: 17
Grade: Senior
Birth Date: June 18th 19XX
Height: Six foot, four inches
Weight: Two hundred and thirty five pounds
Appearance:
Deacon is probably every woman’s eye candy and he knows it. He is broad shouldered tall, has a medium build which is wrapped in layers and layer a dense defined muscle. Every muscle on his body can be seen easily though not to the point were he looks freakish, no it is a soft definition that keeps him looking full and cut instead of veiny and full of steroids. His face is also very angeled making his chin look very pointed and his eyes are a perfect almond shape often drawing many people into them.
He lacks any real major scars except for two on his wrists which were indeed a suicide attempt from a few years back though unless seen up close they fade well into his lightly tanned olive complexion.
Not ever one for wearing a lot of clothing Deacon is happiest when he is wearing an open short vest and a tight pair low ridding jeans, he knows it draws attention to him from the ladies and while he is not really a Casanova he does enjoy their glares and stares. Though because of the climate of his new home he has taken a liking to black stretch tee shirts which hug his form and give away his physical features.
Eye color: Deacons eyes are a light frosty blue which in certain lights can almost seem grey. They are very cold and uncaring like little stones at times until they finally gaze upon something that peaks his interest. And when they look at some one he likes or is interested in, the icy eyes seem to melt and soften even becoming richer in color
Hair: Deacon has gone through most of his days with short crew cuts but now free from that past life he tends to let his hair grow out to just above his shoulder. It is a dark shinny black color with a very thick and heavy texture making it very straight at its current length. While he normally lets it hang free when every he is doing something in which it might be a problem he will tie it up in a loose pony tail using a leather cord he normally keeps stashed in his pocket.
Habits: Talking softly to himself, nervously cracking his knuckles, avoids physical contact with people, generally stays to himself, hums or whistles when he is board.
Personality: he is your classic antihero in a sense. Deacon has a set of very strict morals and does his best to enjoy life without living a completely wild one. He enjoys parties, fighting, and things not associated with the idea of a true good guy. He believes in helping those in need though will do his best not to become directly involved with a conflict making many see him as a bit of a coward, but in truth he gets the job done through his own little deceitful ways.
In the past he had decipline and honor shoved down this throat and drilled into his head since he could remember which is why he has turned out to be a bit of a rebel. He likes to live by his own rules and hates the idea of even listening to authority though will do so. He often acts like a slacker or a bad ass but is always watching and looking for some place he can do some good.
Hobbies: Guitar- Deacon practices with both the acoustic and electric guitar and after years of practice has grown quite good with both of them. He does not take lessons but instead practices by ear which means he has little understanding of sheet music but has left his hearing very acute. He does have a tendency to favor his black acoustic six string over his amp reliant electric.
Training- Deacon is all but an addict to the weight room. He loves to work out and improve his strength and definition while also practicing his martial arts form keeping him limber and agile. He has been known on occasion to even do yoga at times in hopes of increasing his already impressive range of motion.
Weapon collecting- his back round in military life has brought this on naturally. He enjoys collecting rare and exotic knives that while some are issued by a nations military others are just works of art, with hand carved wood handles, hand engraved pictures on blades and so on and so forth.
Cooking- not a culinary master Deacon is more obsessed with creating healthy dishes and meals that are enjoyable to eat as well as inexpensive and healthy. He has a tendency to cook most of his meals unless he becomes to lazy and decides eating out is easier.
Fencing/swordplay/gun play- Self explanatory, part of his back round and while he is not a master or marksman his skills are slightly impressive for his age
History: Deacon was not always as he was today. No once he was indeed a happy child growing up in Spain with a loving mother and a father in the armed services who he did not get to see often. His days were filled with playing, music, and smiles and what made him happiest were the days he got to see his father who he would always run to and leap into the air only to be caught by his fathers strong loving hands. His father was his idea, a high ranking officer in the Spanish navy whos work forced him to be at sea most of the time, to Deacon there was no greater man then his uniform clad father and he wanted to grow up to be just like him.
When he was old enough his father seeing his sons interest in his line of work signed him up for military school much to the defiance of his mother who did not want her baby boy to embrace a life of discipline so early on in his life. But it didn’t matter and Deacon was able to attend a military academy were years of discipline and knowledge were crammed into his head, transforming him from the happy care free boy he once was to a colder almost mechanical version of his former self. Beginning a life that would only bring him closer to the present day
As he grew older he wished to expand and travel away from Spain, wishing to see the America and to test himself against their Marines which even in this continent were known as elite soldiers. While part of him wished to not go through with this the part which idealized his father wanted his approval and his praise and he knew there was no better way to get this then to put himself against the most elite and come out victorious. It just so happened that the DelaVega family had already reached across the Atlantic many years ago and as fate would have it Deacon had family in the American Marine Corps. An uncle who like many of the men in the family blood line had joined the military (of whatever country he called home) once he had come to America in his younger years.
Deacon was thrilled and at the age of 14 leapt across the pond to the US to live and specially train with his uncle. It was tougher then anything he could have imagined, the physical and mental training was more then he could bare at times. His Uncle showed no pity on him especially once Deacon had explained his reasons for wishing to do this. He was not actually in the corps but his Uncle sure made him feel like he was, teaching him everything he could especially the famed MCMAP. But this tough love was not always so, once every two weeks his parents would send him a video message, telling him about their lives, how much they missed him, and how proud they were of him for taking such command in his own life.
But after 2 years on none stop training the videos stopped being delivered. Deacon dismissed it the first 4 weeks until he started to get worried. He had not heard from them nor even received a letter and every time he called them the phone would ring and ring but no one would ever pick up. He became distraught and even the training which he had put his blood and tears into began to suffer. His uncle finally came over and told him what had happened…that his father had killed his mother and then taken his own life after finding out his wife had been cheating on him for years.
And with that the disciplined life he had lead came to a screeching halt and his world collapsed in on itself. His father the man he had idealized since the day he was born had done something so heinous and cruel that Deacon just shut down inside for weeks and his training stopped all together.
His uncle gave him time to grieve knowing of the love and dedication he had for his small family. And just as he thought Deacon was finally getting better it was clear the young man had finally snapped altogether trying to kill himself. He lay in a bathtub of warm water with both his wrist slit wide open muttering to himself “I don’t want to be him… I need to get his blood out of me” over and over again in a half conscious state.
After 3 months of therapy and rehabilitation it was clear Deacon had changed his personality completely to the young man he is presently. His Uncle decided that Deacon would no longer be trained but instead just live like the normal teenager like his mother would have wanted him to be. Deacon did not take well to this change at first but after getting his Uncle to agree to keep teaching him MCMAP Deacon let in and went with is Uncle to California deciding that it would be a good place for Deacon to try and start a real life in an actual high school with real friend and peers.
He did not start school right away though, after the move into their new suburban home he was forced to wait several weeks before they could allow him in the school system do to him being in a foreign system and then disappearing all together for 2 years. While he waited he was able to find a small part time job as well as Elicia Alexander the girl from across the street. It had started out just bumping into her at the mail box but there was something about her that made him want to know her better.
She was a sweet girl though a bit weird. Eventually though he began to hang out with her, spending countless afternoons at her house while his uncle watched what he had thought would be a lost soul fill with new life again. Deacon had gained a passion back for life, for things he had discarded years ago as well as a bit of a passion for Elicia. It happened the day the both got the news they would be starting hircine together an a hug between the two friends ensued. He could not explain it but for a second while her arms gripped around him his heart beat quicker.
After everything that had happened Deacon now looks forward to attending high school, to start a life he had robbed himself of idealizing a man who turned out to be a monster. The future looks bright as he will spend many days among his classmates as well as Elicia.
~~~
The future, if had seemed so bright only just a few months ago, not even a full year, but like his past Deacons life has was meant to repeat itself in terms of pain. He remembered that day so well him and Elicia had been so close, they were together and had even given to each other their bodies. It was why he never saw it coming, that morning that Elicia did not attend school, he knew her condition had worsened so missing a day was an eventuality but what he did not expect was that afternoon when he traveled across the street to her house only to find his first and only love gone.
Her father Michael said that she was gone, that she had moved on to better things and places and people. His heart broke at those words alone, the thought that she had left him was enough to drive him mad. In the first weeks that followed Deacon changed, many make jokes about the Spanish and their hot headed tempers and Deacon proved them all right . Between his inner rage and his already impressive fighting prowlness nothing contained him not even his uncle.
It came to the point that Deacon was sent back to Military School, where his only family hoped he would be reshapped into the boy he knew through tough love and discipline. Through this though Deacon only found himself growing colder in his character, his tasks kept him focused but he had no heart to put into any of it. He excelled at an amazing rate though actually earning him several ranks durning his months in attendance.
The time came though when his uncle who saw that Deacon had grew tamer finally pulled his nephew from the school and had him returned home…were nothing but the dregs of regular high school awaited him
Fighting Style: Skilled in the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program. A martial art program that was developed for marines. MCMAP uses a combination of Asian Martial Arts, Boxing, Wrestling, Fencing techniques melded into one universal style. This style encourages discipline, good morals, ethics, and good physical condition. The combat-style encourages one to be quick on their feet providing not only lethal combat maneuvers but, also non-lethal combat maneuvers. Because this is a very wide style that has much to offer Deacon has narrowed his focus and concentrated only on certain points of the style.
Giving up on the locks, grappling, and wrestling techniques he focused solely on striking. Training himself to be both strong and swift was a challenge in balance but he managed to do so allowing him to strike hard and fast with the knowledge MCMAP offers allowing him to strike in the most effective ways possible, often using pressure points to slow down or incapacitate some one without trying to cause critical or long term injuries. This is also how he earned the name Bullet Strike DelaVega, because his strikes whether kicks or punches were so fast, strong, and devastating that the only way to do them justice was to compare them to a bullet.
Because this style requires him to be alittle lighter on his feet then most it means he will never try and stand toe to toe with a stronger opponent knowing their raw strength will do him in quickly. Like wise he will stay planted and almost unmoving when it comes to faster opponents doing his best to parry their blows with his own and create openings he can use.
Strengths: A jack of all trades so to speak, his strongest points physically are his strength and speed. He does a lot of strength and speed training in the gym and out on the fields making his balanced in both aspects. Both of his arms and legs while not bulky hold a lot of power in them as well as his core making him balanced and fit for anything while not being truly specialized in anything. He has placed these strengths into his fighting style which makes him fit mostly for hard and effective strikes. Because of his training he is also suited for long strenuous activities meaning that if he must he can drag out a fight and keep on the move with very little visible fatigue.
Mentally Deacon is very cool and claim keeping a cool head in most situations many would find overwhelming. He lets very little get to him which more often then not makes it look like he doesn’t give a shit half the time.
Weaknesses: Not being specialized in anything Deacon can not fight evenly with some one who specializes in pure power or speed and must get them to fight him on his terms not theirs. And while he can take a decent amount of punishment he will not be able to take as much as some of the other students who are used to such acts of violence.
Mental while sound he has big loyalty issues which means he will never have a posse to back him up and feels he can not depend on anyone but himself leaving him vulnerable to groups of students who tend to fight as a team.
Nationality: Spanish
Ethnicity: Spaniard (Family and bloodline from Spain)
Sex: Male
Age: 17
Grade: Senior
Birth Date: June 18th 19XX
Height: Six foot, four inches
Weight: Two hundred and thirty five pounds
Appearance:
Deacon is probably every woman’s eye candy and he knows it. He is broad shouldered tall, has a medium build which is wrapped in layers and layer a dense defined muscle. Every muscle on his body can be seen easily though not to the point were he looks freakish, no it is a soft definition that keeps him looking full and cut instead of veiny and full of steroids. His face is also very angeled making his chin look very pointed and his eyes are a perfect almond shape often drawing many people into them.
He lacks any real major scars except for two on his wrists which were indeed a suicide attempt from a few years back though unless seen up close they fade well into his lightly tanned olive complexion.
Not ever one for wearing a lot of clothing Deacon is happiest when he is wearing an open short vest and a tight pair low ridding jeans, he knows it draws attention to him from the ladies and while he is not really a Casanova he does enjoy their glares and stares. Though because of the climate of his new home he has taken a liking to black stretch tee shirts which hug his form and give away his physical features.
Eye color: Deacons eyes are a light frosty blue which in certain lights can almost seem grey. They are very cold and uncaring like little stones at times until they finally gaze upon something that peaks his interest. And when they look at some one he likes or is interested in, the icy eyes seem to melt and soften even becoming richer in color
Hair: Deacon has gone through most of his days with short crew cuts but now free from that past life he tends to let his hair grow out to just above his shoulder. It is a dark shinny black color with a very thick and heavy texture making it very straight at its current length. While he normally lets it hang free when every he is doing something in which it might be a problem he will tie it up in a loose pony tail using a leather cord he normally keeps stashed in his pocket.
Habits: Talking softly to himself, nervously cracking his knuckles, avoids physical contact with people, generally stays to himself, hums or whistles when he is board.
Personality: he is your classic antihero in a sense. Deacon has a set of very strict morals and does his best to enjoy life without living a completely wild one. He enjoys parties, fighting, and things not associated with the idea of a true good guy. He believes in helping those in need though will do his best not to become directly involved with a conflict making many see him as a bit of a coward, but in truth he gets the job done through his own little deceitful ways.
In the past he had decipline and honor shoved down this throat and drilled into his head since he could remember which is why he has turned out to be a bit of a rebel. He likes to live by his own rules and hates the idea of even listening to authority though will do so. He often acts like a slacker or a bad ass but is always watching and looking for some place he can do some good.
Hobbies: Guitar- Deacon practices with both the acoustic and electric guitar and after years of practice has grown quite good with both of them. He does not take lessons but instead practices by ear which means he has little understanding of sheet music but has left his hearing very acute. He does have a tendency to favor his black acoustic six string over his amp reliant electric.
Training- Deacon is all but an addict to the weight room. He loves to work out and improve his strength and definition while also practicing his martial arts form keeping him limber and agile. He has been known on occasion to even do yoga at times in hopes of increasing his already impressive range of motion.
Weapon collecting- his back round in military life has brought this on naturally. He enjoys collecting rare and exotic knives that while some are issued by a nations military others are just works of art, with hand carved wood handles, hand engraved pictures on blades and so on and so forth.
Cooking- not a culinary master Deacon is more obsessed with creating healthy dishes and meals that are enjoyable to eat as well as inexpensive and healthy. He has a tendency to cook most of his meals unless he becomes to lazy and decides eating out is easier.
Fencing/swordplay/gun play- Self explanatory, part of his back round and while he is not a master or marksman his skills are slightly impressive for his age
History: Deacon was not always as he was today. No once he was indeed a happy child growing up in Spain with a loving mother and a father in the armed services who he did not get to see often. His days were filled with playing, music, and smiles and what made him happiest were the days he got to see his father who he would always run to and leap into the air only to be caught by his fathers strong loving hands. His father was his idea, a high ranking officer in the Spanish navy whos work forced him to be at sea most of the time, to Deacon there was no greater man then his uniform clad father and he wanted to grow up to be just like him.
When he was old enough his father seeing his sons interest in his line of work signed him up for military school much to the defiance of his mother who did not want her baby boy to embrace a life of discipline so early on in his life. But it didn’t matter and Deacon was able to attend a military academy were years of discipline and knowledge were crammed into his head, transforming him from the happy care free boy he once was to a colder almost mechanical version of his former self. Beginning a life that would only bring him closer to the present day
As he grew older he wished to expand and travel away from Spain, wishing to see the America and to test himself against their Marines which even in this continent were known as elite soldiers. While part of him wished to not go through with this the part which idealized his father wanted his approval and his praise and he knew there was no better way to get this then to put himself against the most elite and come out victorious. It just so happened that the DelaVega family had already reached across the Atlantic many years ago and as fate would have it Deacon had family in the American Marine Corps. An uncle who like many of the men in the family blood line had joined the military (of whatever country he called home) once he had come to America in his younger years.
Deacon was thrilled and at the age of 14 leapt across the pond to the US to live and specially train with his uncle. It was tougher then anything he could have imagined, the physical and mental training was more then he could bare at times. His Uncle showed no pity on him especially once Deacon had explained his reasons for wishing to do this. He was not actually in the corps but his Uncle sure made him feel like he was, teaching him everything he could especially the famed MCMAP. But this tough love was not always so, once every two weeks his parents would send him a video message, telling him about their lives, how much they missed him, and how proud they were of him for taking such command in his own life.
But after 2 years on none stop training the videos stopped being delivered. Deacon dismissed it the first 4 weeks until he started to get worried. He had not heard from them nor even received a letter and every time he called them the phone would ring and ring but no one would ever pick up. He became distraught and even the training which he had put his blood and tears into began to suffer. His uncle finally came over and told him what had happened…that his father had killed his mother and then taken his own life after finding out his wife had been cheating on him for years.
And with that the disciplined life he had lead came to a screeching halt and his world collapsed in on itself. His father the man he had idealized since the day he was born had done something so heinous and cruel that Deacon just shut down inside for weeks and his training stopped all together.
His uncle gave him time to grieve knowing of the love and dedication he had for his small family. And just as he thought Deacon was finally getting better it was clear the young man had finally snapped altogether trying to kill himself. He lay in a bathtub of warm water with both his wrist slit wide open muttering to himself “I don’t want to be him… I need to get his blood out of me” over and over again in a half conscious state.
After 3 months of therapy and rehabilitation it was clear Deacon had changed his personality completely to the young man he is presently. His Uncle decided that Deacon would no longer be trained but instead just live like the normal teenager like his mother would have wanted him to be. Deacon did not take well to this change at first but after getting his Uncle to agree to keep teaching him MCMAP Deacon let in and went with is Uncle to California deciding that it would be a good place for Deacon to try and start a real life in an actual high school with real friend and peers.
He did not start school right away though, after the move into their new suburban home he was forced to wait several weeks before they could allow him in the school system do to him being in a foreign system and then disappearing all together for 2 years. While he waited he was able to find a small part time job as well as Elicia Alexander the girl from across the street. It had started out just bumping into her at the mail box but there was something about her that made him want to know her better.
She was a sweet girl though a bit weird. Eventually though he began to hang out with her, spending countless afternoons at her house while his uncle watched what he had thought would be a lost soul fill with new life again. Deacon had gained a passion back for life, for things he had discarded years ago as well as a bit of a passion for Elicia. It happened the day the both got the news they would be starting hircine together an a hug between the two friends ensued. He could not explain it but for a second while her arms gripped around him his heart beat quicker.
After everything that had happened Deacon now looks forward to attending high school, to start a life he had robbed himself of idealizing a man who turned out to be a monster. The future looks bright as he will spend many days among his classmates as well as Elicia.
~~~
The future, if had seemed so bright only just a few months ago, not even a full year, but like his past Deacons life has was meant to repeat itself in terms of pain. He remembered that day so well him and Elicia had been so close, they were together and had even given to each other their bodies. It was why he never saw it coming, that morning that Elicia did not attend school, he knew her condition had worsened so missing a day was an eventuality but what he did not expect was that afternoon when he traveled across the street to her house only to find his first and only love gone.
Her father Michael said that she was gone, that she had moved on to better things and places and people. His heart broke at those words alone, the thought that she had left him was enough to drive him mad. In the first weeks that followed Deacon changed, many make jokes about the Spanish and their hot headed tempers and Deacon proved them all right . Between his inner rage and his already impressive fighting prowlness nothing contained him not even his uncle.
It came to the point that Deacon was sent back to Military School, where his only family hoped he would be reshapped into the boy he knew through tough love and discipline. Through this though Deacon only found himself growing colder in his character, his tasks kept him focused but he had no heart to put into any of it. He excelled at an amazing rate though actually earning him several ranks durning his months in attendance.
The time came though when his uncle who saw that Deacon had grew tamer finally pulled his nephew from the school and had him returned home…were nothing but the dregs of regular high school awaited him
Fighting Style: Skilled in the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program. A martial art program that was developed for marines. MCMAP uses a combination of Asian Martial Arts, Boxing, Wrestling, Fencing techniques melded into one universal style. This style encourages discipline, good morals, ethics, and good physical condition. The combat-style encourages one to be quick on their feet providing not only lethal combat maneuvers but, also non-lethal combat maneuvers. Because this is a very wide style that has much to offer Deacon has narrowed his focus and concentrated only on certain points of the style.
Giving up on the locks, grappling, and wrestling techniques he focused solely on striking. Training himself to be both strong and swift was a challenge in balance but he managed to do so allowing him to strike hard and fast with the knowledge MCMAP offers allowing him to strike in the most effective ways possible, often using pressure points to slow down or incapacitate some one without trying to cause critical or long term injuries. This is also how he earned the name Bullet Strike DelaVega, because his strikes whether kicks or punches were so fast, strong, and devastating that the only way to do them justice was to compare them to a bullet.
Because this style requires him to be alittle lighter on his feet then most it means he will never try and stand toe to toe with a stronger opponent knowing their raw strength will do him in quickly. Like wise he will stay planted and almost unmoving when it comes to faster opponents doing his best to parry their blows with his own and create openings he can use.
Strengths: A jack of all trades so to speak, his strongest points physically are his strength and speed. He does a lot of strength and speed training in the gym and out on the fields making his balanced in both aspects. Both of his arms and legs while not bulky hold a lot of power in them as well as his core making him balanced and fit for anything while not being truly specialized in anything. He has placed these strengths into his fighting style which makes him fit mostly for hard and effective strikes. Because of his training he is also suited for long strenuous activities meaning that if he must he can drag out a fight and keep on the move with very little visible fatigue.
Mentally Deacon is very cool and claim keeping a cool head in most situations many would find overwhelming. He lets very little get to him which more often then not makes it look like he doesn’t give a shit half the time.
Weaknesses: Not being specialized in anything Deacon can not fight evenly with some one who specializes in pure power or speed and must get them to fight him on his terms not theirs. And while he can take a decent amount of punishment he will not be able to take as much as some of the other students who are used to such acts of violence.
Mental while sound he has big loyalty issues which means he will never have a posse to back him up and feels he can not depend on anyone but himself leaving him vulnerable to groups of students who tend to fight as a team.
