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[b][NAME][/b]
[indent]Jake "Satan" Vanguard[/indent]


[b][GENDER][/b]
[indent]Male[/indent]


[b][AGE][/b]
[indent]16[/indent]


[b][PERSONALITY][/b]
[indent]Misunderstood as he is he tries to make friends but of course he's not exactly your good boy type. In most cases he's very random and crazy meaning he could go from having a full on deep conversation to admiring a cool looking rock on the ground. He gets distracted easily and his strange way of viewing things normally pushes people away. He's the type of teen that would stare death straight in the face while seriously asking if he liked cookies or brownies better. Yeah, he's not all there in the head but while common sense is low his street smarts somewhat make up for it with his sarcastic remarks. Needless to say he's wise not intelligent meaning he learns from experience not being taught by someone else or from a book. He won't learn not to stick his hand in a blender simply if you told him, he will learn when he has to make do without a couple fingers for a few weeks.[/indent]

[b][BACKSTORY][/b]
[indent]It started with a man named Roye "Pillar" Vanguard with a quirk of Stamina; meaning he hardly ever got fatigued no matter how strenuous the work (or play) was. And a young woman named Christine "Rainbow" Narson, with a quirk of "Color Change"; meaning she could simply change the color of her eyes, hair, skin and other parts of her body. Two partners in crime living the life of the street, gangs, guns, and fights. 

They of course had a son, the outcome of adrenaline and alcohol, to which they named Jake. Now when they were.....wrestling, Christine had changed her hair and eyes to match that of a demon-like creature for.....role play purposes. The outcome was a demonic looking child with a quirk of "Regeneration"; meaning he could heal faster then the average human being. The boy did not possess however the quirk to change his body colors back to normal. Roye and Christine raised the boy to be a fighter so in turn fighting was almost all he knew. He knew the basics like math and how to speak and read, but he hardly ever had to do so. Most of his life was fighting, eating, and being tortured  by his "Parents" for he still felt pain and they wanted a senseless fighter with no emotions. There outcome however was a fighter with a twisted mind and even more twisted sense of humor as he began to enjoy the pain they inflicted upon him.

One day during a street fight at the age of 15, over the cheers of the small crowd and threw the blood in his eyes and an ear to ear smile across his face as Jake was still beating his opponents unconscious face in, sirens and lights echoed and bounced off the abandoned warehouses walls. The small crowd including Jake's parents, more like owners as they treated him like an animal, scattered like cockroaches. In turn, Jake ran as well when a thought popped in his mind. He could leave now and not be bound by the people who contained him, he could fight on his own terms and not when he was told and make money for himself instead of being paid in scraps and a blanket on the floor, and he could let his insanity roam free. So he ran without really knowing where he was going and after about a year of living homeless not really staying anywhere for too long, resting in abandoned buildings and other "out of sight out of mind" places, he was off to his next fight.

He normally looked for any good paying fight he could get his hands on but with the growing population of wannabe heroes popping up the fights started becoming harder to find. He was running low on money and he heard word about a new organization in town running fights in an underground arena, so he hooked up with a shady man by the name Kenington and got a fight set up. The day of the fight he arrived at the destination of the said underground arena and all he saw was an empty alley way. As he continued down the alley way police cars swiftly blocked both ends and four men came from above and took him to the ground strapping him in a suit close to the style of a straight jacket, threw him in a police car, and took him to the station. When he arrived at the station they moved him to an isolation room to which he was accompanied by two people. One was the chief of the police force and another was a strange looking person by the name of Tumble.[/indent]


[b][QUIRK][/b]
[indent][b]Regeneration[/b]  - Jake can heal much faster then an average human being. When wounds would take days to heal for a normal person it would only take him minutes depending on the injury. If its a small cut or scrape, it won't take more then a minute or so where as a broken bone will take a day or two to fully heal. The draw back however is that he can't regenerate from death and the the weaker he is - tired, hungry, or seriously wounded - the longer it takes for him to regenerate and its kinda a given but he does age. Regeneration doesn't stop him in his prime. He also uses up energy fast so he's almost always eating because if he doesn't, he drops like a rock and his wounds won't heal for if you don't have the proteins or minerals for your body to function, his regenerative abilities won't either.[/indent]


[b][SKILLS][/b]
[indent][b]Hand to Hand Combat[/b] - He's not trained in any particular style of fighting or weaponry, however, he is exceptional in close quarters combat and excels with his fists.[/indent]


[b][SAMPLE POST][/b]
[indent]The police chief stated "I could take you to jail for the various assaults, attempts of murder, and violation of government property specifically peeing on the outside wall of the police station and painting a male sex organ on the hood of a police car.", to which Jake replied "Hey that was art.", "but I've got a better idea." the chief continued "This person here is gonna take you somewhere real nice. It's a little place where there gonna clean up your act and teach you to be a model citizen." both the Tumble person and police chief smiled as he finished."Now you gotta be joking, there ain't no way there gonna turn me into a goody two shoes you must be smoking something. By the way either of you got a light I could use a cigarette" "Oh I'm not when there done with you your gonna be the little angel of our town so pack your bags buttercup it's a long trip". To which Jake replied "The only angel here is you chief, why don't you just go su......" The insult was quickly silenced with the butt of a rifle to the side of Jake's head and off he went to his new home with a strange looking woman named Tumble.[/indent][/hider]