RAZOROCK, tobias kyrin

[Kyrin 'The Jackal' Razorock]

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img585/8650/8qy.png] RAZOROCK, tobias kyrin "You better keep it moving Cause you know they're taking shots at you Cause you're an animal. Oh." | Roger Huerta | Full Name: Tobias Kyrin Razorock Nicknames: Z, Razor, Ky, Jackal, Tobi Age: 27 Gender: Male Orientation: Straight Associated With: The Exiled Wolf: None Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Dark Brown/Black Height: 5'9" Weight: 155 lbs. Basic Build: Muscular, Very defined from years of fighting. Permanent Markings: Huge tribal tattoo over his left shoulder. Other: None Personality: Likes: Fighting Girls Running Wearing No Shirt Tattoos Girls with Tattoos His Middle Name Swimming Dislikes: Disrespect Rude Behavior Especially Disrespect to Girls His First Name Losing Disappointment Weaknesses Strengths: Giving Beatdowns Intimidating Pain Tolerance Strong Mind Protective Intelligent Street Smarts Courageous to the Point of Stupidity Determined Weaknesses: Controlling his Temper Girls with Tattoos Girls in General Fighting Pushing Himself Pretends He's Ok All The Time Communicating With Children/Intimidated By Them Alcohol Mother: Kayla Razorock Father: Tobias Razorock Siblings: None Other Significant Others: Mason Ashcroft, fighting buddy History: Born to Tobias and Kayla Razorock. He was named after his father. To the outside world, his life looked as though it was perfect but, on the inside of his house walls, it was a different story. His father had been an alcoholic, abusing him and his mother. At an early age, Kyrin started trying to defend himself. He tried to convince his mother that the two of them should leave. But, she used the excuse repeatedly that she loved Tobias and that she had deserved the punishments she had received. Kyrin grew tired of this life and had begun escaping in the middle of the night. Leaving the house and being left to his own devices. He started pick pocketing, thieving from stores. He met other kids around the area that started to follow him, And then Mason appeared. The little kid appeared as if he had lived a pampered lifestyle. Seemed as though he felt entitled to get what he wanted. And 13 year old Kyrin wasn't going to have it. He kept pushing the boy off, refusing to let him in their group. After some persistence, Kyrin finally let Mason in. Testing his loyalty for a while before showing him what a lot of the teenage boys had been doing. An underground fight club. Kyrin had been working his way through the ranks. He went night after night undefeated. The 13 year old spent his days sleeping, pickpocketing and training, just to go underground in the night to fight. Mason was the only one who could keep up with him. The two built quite the reputation among the group. Kyrin soon became the leader of the group at the age of 16. Mason remained his right hand man even though only 13 now. Kyrin was a respected leader. But as the group grew larger and larger, it became harder to keep track of who was coming in and what they were bringing in with them. And that's when he watched the first major injury in the history of him being there. Mason's chest being laid open by a knife. And that's when Kyrin lost it. He locked on the boy that had done the damage to his friend and immediately snatched him up. A strong right hook to the boy's jaw sent him to the ground. And then Kyrin set on the boy's chest as he let blow after blow reign down on the kid's face. Repeatedly striking him, even with a few of the others trying to pull him from the bloodied kid. Kyrin only wrapped his legs around his prey and drug him along with him, still swinging on him. And that's when he finally realized what some were trying to tell him. 'Kyrin...he's done!' 'Kyrin! Kyrin! He's not breathing! Let up!' He allowed the few that had ahold of him to drag him away. Sitting on the floor panting. And then he began looking for Mason. Eyes searching the room until he saw him, a girl hovered over him. Fight club was ended for the night. Kyrin and the mystery girl took the injured Mason to her home. Where Kyrin stood and watched, arms crossed and studying. He had learned that the girl's name was Sonya. And even though Kyrin hadn't ever seen her before, she had been watching the fighting league for quite some time. Kyrin dismissed it as he was too busy leading and fighting and keeping order to have noticed her. Sonya watched over Mason, helping him recover while Kyrin went back underground to continue fighting. When he returned, he heard rumor of being 'the jackal.' He didn't ask why....but went with it and its intimidating manner it had on others. When Mason finally came back, the two fought together for two more years. But when Kyrin turned 18, he decided it was time to give up this life and move on to bigger and better things. Mason had been frustrated with his decision, throwing a tantrum like a child as he usually did when something didn't go his way. Kyrin handed his leadership down to Mason and went to the Aurora. He was accepted by Queen Valecia's guard since she was only 5 at the time. Kyrin trained to become part of the Queen's guard. And with his background, he was a natural at it. For two years, he guarded the castle. He had a couple small rivals who had become jealous of his accomplishments in such a short time. But he never concerned himself with them. And then everything fell through. He was instructed to guard the wolf pups' wing of the castle for the night. All had been quiet as usual. A few other guards crossed his path, making their rounds. But one had stopped and conversed with him. Saying that he needed to take one of the pups from the nursery, that he had been instructed to. Kyrin had not heard word of this, but guards had free reign into pretty much anywhere in the castle. The pup was removed from the nursery. And the next day, Kyrin's life fell apart. He woke to two guards ripping him from his bed. And was presented to Valecia's council, since the child was still too young to make decisions. He was accused of stealing the pup, that one had come up missing in the night. And since he had been the one on guard, it had been his duty to protect them, and he hadn't. As he was being escorted from the castle's throne room, he passed the guard from the night before. The male stared at him with a grin across his face. 'Him!' Kyrin cried out. 'He's the one with the pup!' But even with his struggle, he was pushed out of the kingdom. Sentenced to live with the others who had been exiled from Aurora. OOC Name: Foxx Other Characters: Queen Valecia Ivarest, Apocalypse, Mason Ashcroft How You Found Us: I created.

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