Username; mr_jellybones
Character Name; Knives Rok Heart
Personality; Knives is little bit more out forward to the people he met but like any other people in the world, he is shame to some of his down fall. He doesn't train strictly by himself and always tried to make some free time. He sometimes can be too serious with things and his mind doesn't match with others, lets just say he's coco for coco poof.
Weapon; A two sets of steel ironed Tonfa.
History; Six years ago, when Knives was a young lad with a goal to follow his father foot steps as a hard working baker. His father had teach him many ways and even shown him some good recipes if he ever wanted to used raw ingredients to put together. For years his farther had finally build up his own store where he can support his family, every thing was well and peaceful until something in him snap... The day were no one had thought would happen. In his school Knives was always has a great length for curiosity for the human mind but that's the same reason he was getting pick on. The way he treats his classmates was like he willing to take a look in ones brain to know what makes ones tick. Through books, videos and the web sites he couldn't find a thing that could reach his thirsty for more knowledge. That day when he was beaten to pulp by some bullies, thinking who would care if he have a one or two bumps but Knives.. When he stared at his right hand which had his blood it came to him. An idea some might say as he slowly walk home, limping a few times. Each nights.. He would go around finding strangers stumbling in the streets, Knives won't call the things he do to those people as killing more like researching or simple experiments. The brain, the warmth of the blood and how it feels was like a dream to him. The limits was endless, makes him think that he was really near the true thing that he was searching for. Bullies taken each day, things seem more quite and peaceful for everyone even for him. Til the age of 31, he was finally caught and his family was disgusted by him. The search team had found each of his Vitim's in jars, it was a piece of a reminder he once said as he was sent to court.
As now he was given a position as a Undertaker
The Code Name: Brother Deary
Character Name; Knives Rok Heart
Personality; Knives is little bit more out forward to the people he met but like any other people in the world, he is shame to some of his down fall. He doesn't train strictly by himself and always tried to make some free time. He sometimes can be too serious with things and his mind doesn't match with others, lets just say he's coco for coco poof.
Weapon; A two sets of steel ironed Tonfa.
History; Six years ago, when Knives was a young lad with a goal to follow his father foot steps as a hard working baker. His father had teach him many ways and even shown him some good recipes if he ever wanted to used raw ingredients to put together. For years his farther had finally build up his own store where he can support his family, every thing was well and peaceful until something in him snap... The day were no one had thought would happen. In his school Knives was always has a great length for curiosity for the human mind but that's the same reason he was getting pick on. The way he treats his classmates was like he willing to take a look in ones brain to know what makes ones tick. Through books, videos and the web sites he couldn't find a thing that could reach his thirsty for more knowledge. That day when he was beaten to pulp by some bullies, thinking who would care if he have a one or two bumps but Knives.. When he stared at his right hand which had his blood it came to him. An idea some might say as he slowly walk home, limping a few times. Each nights.. He would go around finding strangers stumbling in the streets, Knives won't call the things he do to those people as killing more like researching or simple experiments. The brain, the warmth of the blood and how it feels was like a dream to him. The limits was endless, makes him think that he was really near the true thing that he was searching for. Bullies taken each day, things seem more quite and peaceful for everyone even for him. Til the age of 31, he was finally caught and his family was disgusted by him. The search team had found each of his Vitim's in jars, it was a piece of a reminder he once said as he was sent to court.
As now he was given a position as a Undertaker
The Code Name: Brother Deary
((Finally finished ;D))
