[hider=Carlisle Durnin][center][IMG]http://i.imgur.com/sSVcRm5.png?1[/IMG]
[i]"I'll change your tune with my fist."[/i][/center]

[b]Name:[/b] Carlisle Durnin
[b]Age:[/b] 15
[b]Gender:[/b] M

[b]Height:[/b] 5'6"
[b]Weight:[/b] 130lbs 

[b]Personality:[/b] The personification of extra, Carlisle is a eccentric youth. He thinks abnormally from others and oddly enough, eventually comes to the same conclusion as everyone else. Talkative to a fault that most would find annoying, only because he finds it nigh-impossible to keep his opinions and the truth to himself, Carlisle is often self-proclaimed center of attention. So while he seems more like a weakness than a strength, its more or less [i]just[/i] as it seems. His lack of thinking and anime-brain washing has led him to believe that with enough courage and want-to-act, any obstacle can be traversed. However, that's not the case in reality. He dives in head-first into situations that often require strategy or finesse and usually come out with the consequences laid solely on him. Like many of his kind, he goes out his way to watch and collect anime-related items, unlike many of his kind though, his outspoken habits refuses to let him hide his addiction. 

[b]History:[/b] A youth plagued with bad luck and likewise a harsh past, Carlisle had always walked around with a guard disposition during his younger years. Born to a unwed couple with little income and little support, he was often the audience to the arguments that came along with the related problems. When things got like that, he turned to the books that his father collected, manga of the old heroes and simple-minded boys that left irrevocable marks on the world around them. He -more than he could ever described- wanted to be like that. It was a silent ritual that he would read three mangas a night, complete volumes and all. It was a godsend, a small oasis, when their family would be tossed out of apartments and forced to live in their car. 

Around the age of Twelve, his father left his mother, and for some odd reason, his mother got everything together. His life had become stable, all except his school life. He was a weak and short young boy, his stature a target for the bullies. He was "oppressed" if nothing else, whenever he spoke, his words were drowned out by hate. Whenever he moved, his steps overshadowed. It was like living a nightmare, a literal nightmare that one only woke up from when returning home. Eventually, through reading his manga, he brainwashed himself into believing that being like one of them would solve his problems; they didn't but he enjoyed being able to say 'At least I stood up to them.'

By the time he was fifteen, he had become a ruffian, a person to avoid if possible. His middle school had suspended him so often that he's currently on his last chance. If he's suspended again, its expulsion that will be scribbled on his pink slip. Regardless, his mother tends to endlessly support him, seeing that struggles that he's been through and calling them a phase of self-discovery, reminding him that his great-grandfather was much like himself. A man of straight-forwardness and intensity, that he was a man of change. 

[b]Flame:[/b] Earth 
[b]Fighting Style/Weapon:[/b] Street Fighting/Single Left-Handed Gauntlet[/hider]