Post by Abel Graves on Dec 8, 2017 4:07:36 GMT -5
NAME: Abel Graves
APPEARANCE OF OC:
PLACE OF BIRTH: White Deer, Texas
AGE: 20s. Exact dates aren't exactly going to be easy to find.
BIOGRAPHY: Abel's father is a minister, a real god-fearing sort, a man who can raise spirit out of a crowd like ghosts out of a graveyard, but his own home life was...mysterious, to say the least. He married a woman that never talked, had two God-Fearin' Christian boys, and all seemed normal, until a fire one night burned his little white house until it was nothing but burnt driftwood, and stakes in the ground. The wife, dead. The other brother, must have burnt to a crisp, because there was no trace of him. The only survivor, it seemed, was Abel. The good Minister declared it a miracle.
That was many years ago, but Abel still bears the scars from that horrific night, many years ago. His face had to be perpetually bandaged and covered, less his scars get opened up and infected. He was homeschooled when it was discovering he was scaring the other children, and was member of the village nobody talked about. Until he grew up, where it was discovered that he was big, he was powerful, and in a world like this one where Fighting was everything, it seemed that their small little humble town had a seven foot meal ticket. And so Abel was trained, he's been outfitted, and he's been preparing to be unleashed on the world. Armed with freakish strength, monstrous endurance and a childhood's worth of pent up rage and frustration, Abel Graves is more than ready to show the King of the Iron Fist tournament precisely what he's capable of!
FIGHTING STYLE: Wrestling, a very simplified brawling version. Not as technical as the famous King, Abel instead relies on his own tremendous physical strength, and his almost supernatural toughness and recovery. Abel would walk through the fires of hell to get his hands on his opponent.
(He also is very likely to use anything not nailed down, to try and clobber his opponents. Anything from chairs to ladders, to baseball bats to Paul Phoenix's motorcycle are all fair game to him.)
ORGANIZATION: That remains to be seen.
STATUS: No.
CHARACTER RELATIONS: No.
BONUS MATERIAL:
Slightly relevant song. Abel never grew up in the Appalachian Hills, but it's all one ghetto, man.
APPEARANCE OF OC:
PLACE OF BIRTH: White Deer, Texas
AGE: 20s. Exact dates aren't exactly going to be easy to find.
BIOGRAPHY: Abel's father is a minister, a real god-fearing sort, a man who can raise spirit out of a crowd like ghosts out of a graveyard, but his own home life was...mysterious, to say the least. He married a woman that never talked, had two God-Fearin' Christian boys, and all seemed normal, until a fire one night burned his little white house until it was nothing but burnt driftwood, and stakes in the ground. The wife, dead. The other brother, must have burnt to a crisp, because there was no trace of him. The only survivor, it seemed, was Abel. The good Minister declared it a miracle.
That was many years ago, but Abel still bears the scars from that horrific night, many years ago. His face had to be perpetually bandaged and covered, less his scars get opened up and infected. He was homeschooled when it was discovering he was scaring the other children, and was member of the village nobody talked about. Until he grew up, where it was discovered that he was big, he was powerful, and in a world like this one where Fighting was everything, it seemed that their small little humble town had a seven foot meal ticket. And so Abel was trained, he's been outfitted, and he's been preparing to be unleashed on the world. Armed with freakish strength, monstrous endurance and a childhood's worth of pent up rage and frustration, Abel Graves is more than ready to show the King of the Iron Fist tournament precisely what he's capable of!
FIGHTING STYLE: Wrestling, a very simplified brawling version. Not as technical as the famous King, Abel instead relies on his own tremendous physical strength, and his almost supernatural toughness and recovery. Abel would walk through the fires of hell to get his hands on his opponent.
(He also is very likely to use anything not nailed down, to try and clobber his opponents. Anything from chairs to ladders, to baseball bats to Paul Phoenix's motorcycle are all fair game to him.)
ORGANIZATION: That remains to be seen.
STATUS: No.
CHARACTER RELATIONS: No.
BONUS MATERIAL:
Slightly relevant song. Abel never grew up in the Appalachian Hills, but it's all one ghetto, man.
