Basic Information[/u]
Name: Unknown (To Be Revealed)
Nicknames:- "Z.E.B."
- "Zipper-Eyed BAMF"
- Currently Classified
- Currently Classified
- Currently Classified
- Currently Classified
- Currently Classified
Age: 17
Grade: Junior
Height: 6'5 Feet
Weight: 208 lbs.
Arm Length: 3 Feet
Leg Length: 4 Feet
Head/Neck Length: 1 Foot
Blood Type: O
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight?
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: White
Hair Length: ~5 1/2 Inches
Hair Style: Long, Varies
Birthday: November 25th
Couple Status: Single
Status: Virgin?
Pastime InformationHobbies/Talents/Skills: Watching, Observing, Taking Mental Notes Changing Of Styles, Coming Up With New Things, Flexibility, Engrish, Devising, Plotting, Analyzing, Speaking Nonsensically, Grinding Herbs For Horrible And Usually Ineffective Remedies Either In Truthful Belief That It Will Help Or For Much Laughter, Making Unexpected Entrances---Unexpectedly, Breaking/Fighting The Norm, Talking About The Bible, Making A Variety Of Rather Dishes, Etcetera. More To Be Revealed Over Time.
Sports: Currently Classified
Clubs: N/A For The Time Being
Gangs: Currently Classified
Miscellaneous: To Be Revealed.
Mental InformationPersonality: Z.E.B.'s personality can be described as a fickle bitch or a nicely rosined bow in the hand of a master violinist: It is either to be described as highly unpredictable or to bend, twist, and turn as to whenever and whatever he feels is appropriate for what is occurring at that time. Either way, it means he's incredibly bipolar or that incredibly calculating---or at worst, both. It is not to be said that he cannot be cruel in a battle and then incredibly kind in the aftermath, or to be a complete asshole one moment and then compliment a man's show of guts in the next. It is as if every movement, every facial expression, every moment of his being is a tool to be exploited, to be used---but for whatever reason, that is not known as of just yet. One of the few regular constants, however, would be the complete sincerity of his approach to matters, either making him a man of integrity, an advanced liar, and/or both. He is brave, and capable of bringing himself to do whatever he feels is necessary in a fight. On the flip-side, his odd degree of polar-opposites seem to flow so well together that its almost certain that he is indeed not all that he seems to be. He is not afraid of hurting/disabling himself further before a foe that is already many times stronger then himself, nor the type against to using whatever means necessary to give him an overkill edge over the weakest. What may be most prominent, however, is his strange degree of charisma. Silly to serious, and possessing a wide spectrum of personality traits, it is a rather hard thing to read Z.E.B. on an ordinary basis. Of the few things that remain consistent of Z.E.B. is that he never takes off his hat, nor lets the his eyes remain visible in any light, except from directly underneath his favored bowler hat. There is more to him, but these things will be seen or developed in time.
Likes: His Hat, Eating, Fighting, Making An Ass Of Himself, Switching Things Up, Variety, Strategizing, Improvising, Dramatics, Making Powerful (If Funny) Speeches ...And More To Be Revealed Later
Dislikes: Weakness, Indecision, Lack Of Drive, Apathy, The Pillars, The Pillar System, Public High School #42: Moral Crest High, And More To Be Revealed Later
Mentality: Questionably Sane
Ideal: To Be Revealed Later
Belief: Christianity
Physical InformationBuild: Toned, Lean, Muscular, Flexible/Limber, Stability Issues
Defining Marks: The hardened scars over his face, back, chest, shoulders, arms, legs, and feet. Quarter-inch long painted finger nails for scratching only. The largest and most recent scar across his face from just above his left eye down diagonally across his nose, to the bottom half of his cheek with still present marks of surgical sewing.
Description: Z.E.B.'s body is one created through necessity, usage, and rather constant abuse. There are scars all over his body, signifying his rather successful adaptation into the U.S.A.'s pillar system. The strength in his body has been gained from much sparring and many fights in other schools, as well as the other bits of training that he practices on his own or with anyone else willing. His feet are curious things, more often then not caked with blood, blisters and bruises, enduring whatever beating he dishes out in spite of what shoes he tends to wear, because of the amount of force that he induces with his Size 9 shoes/boots or receives summarily in blocking and attacking constantly. His ankles, knees, and thighs---his legs are very toned, with muscle on the seasoned bones, capable of enduring a high amount of pain and utilized in a high amount of flexibility, making for some strong legs. However, because of the endured damage as well as his own personal/varying ways of fighting, he is nearly constantly on the move, resulting in a relatively high amount of concentration so that he doesn't just simply fall down randomly anywhere he goes. His chest displays a rather pleasant six-pack, you would think that he is quite capable of taking a strong punch to his stomach. In reality, while it is strong, his chest overall truly has not endured as much damage as it could have, though some scars would signify otherwise. Having ordinarily worn much protective gear, it will probably be a situation in where he will have to improve or die. It is his back that is his pride and joy. Capable of leaning backwards fully, Matrix-style, and even walking like this due to much, much practice, his back is perhaps one of his most muscular and flexible features, quite capable of taking far stronger blows then others would think ordinary. The old scars on his back suggest a potentially harsh upbringing and much heavy-lifting through the his entirety of his life. Third to his back and legs are his arms, where flexibility at the shoulder sockets and elbows is a wonderful matter. Capable of scratching his own back quite easily, its rather obvious that his arms were geared towards dexterity and speed, though there is signs of horribly repaired, formerly torn skin about his wrists, suggesting a rather high amount of broken bones in the past and blocking. However, the skin is particularly taut around here, and while his biceps may not look incredibly strong, it is in conjunction with his legs that his ability with his arms particularly fierce. The last bit would be his head. His long, white hair. His constantly hidden eyes... his ever-present bowler's hat. He's got a strong nose and chin, suggesting that he can take a hit to the face. The scars prove substantial evidence of this. There is a mole in the inner concave of his right ear, though he barely notices it. The strange thing is how he always has his hat or his hair casting a shadow over his eyes, though every now and then, sometimes he may permit someone to see his rather piercing, blue eyes. But even when taking a shower or swimming, he will never take off his hat. More surpising, its as though he's superglued the hat to his head, though this remains unconfirmed, as many have tried to wrench it off him. This typically fails, as he is quick to retaliate, though it has been said that few have been successful, only to be disappointed---Perhaps just a rather tightly-fitting hat? The strange bit would be his long hair. Given his rather aggressive past, up to a certain point, the hair sometimes will appear shiny---either from lack of shower, or perhaps an ample amount of oil having been applied earlier in the day. His typical attire aside from his consistent bowler hat includes varying styles of black robes, the silver cross necklace he keeps around his neck, sometimes jeans, and/or sometimes a highly generic pair of black pants. Typically around his torn-up fingers, he will sometimes wear rings. And occasionally, he wears a sash around him, as if slightly cold. His shoes though, tend to be converse, though if given a chance to prepare, he will wear steel-toed boots.
"Kekekeke..." - Chinese Christian Monk Wardrobe 1
"Vely intelesting, my fliend." - Chinese Christian Monk 2
Fighting InformationFighting Style: Whitified-Asian-Monk Style?
Years Practiced: 1-3... Months?
Description of style: This is a half-assed style, that you could "say" that Z.E.B. has developed on his own... if only to imprint a huge stereotype on him. Generally, it involves many weird poses, strange positions, and loosely imitated versions of the animal styles, including Tiger Style and Snake Style---His imitation almost insinuates as if he picked everything up from movies or that he got a bit too enthusiastic about his country at a wrong point in his life.
Overall Strengths: There are many "lulz" to be had with this style. Some of the practiced attacks are actually very strong, and when used correctly, can result in torn clothes, scratches, broken bones, and possibly even knock-outs if perfected enough. This style's strength tends to revolve around the fact that it is just so strange, awkward, and weird that it tends to catch people off-guard.
Overall Weaknesses: ...The fact remains that this is all rather half-assed. For whatever reason Z.E.B. did pick up this style, all the imitations do not have the years of dedication or practice behind them to give it the effectiveness he needs. Instead, attacks from this style often come out wrong, and on some occasions can even hurt Z.E.B. if he isn't too careful. More often then not, if he seriously wants to win a fight, he'll either use this in heavy conjunction with one or more of his other styles, or drop this style altogether.
Fighting Style: Boxing
Years Practiced: Approximately 5 Years
Description of style: Boxing is primarily a heavily fist-oriented fighting style. It tends to be quick, simple, efficient movements to dodge, block, and exploit weaknesses. Moves for this generally require a lot of step-ins, and are very quick while focusing a lot on protecting the user's upper body. Boxing consists of hundreds of thousands of boxing techniques that make it incredible to use and easy to learn. By minimizing excessive movements of the shoulder, in other words, minimizing/cutting out projecting future moves in advance, a skilled boxer can unleash many feints to fake out his opponent and make them waste their own energy while attacking very quickly, sometimes without alerting the person to the attack until its too late. This style, aside from footwork, has no attacks in terms of the legs.
Overall Strengths: This style is quick, fast, highly protective when used correctly, and allows the user to utilize their whole body into their punching. Relying a lot on either overwhelming or analyzing and therein exploiting an opponent, this style much variety in how it can be utilized, and some techniques, including the infamous "Dempsey Roll" and the "Hitman Style" can allow the user to attack while dodging simultaneously or seemingly (or even actually) extend the arm's punching range. Attacks come in all forms, speeds, and ways, to put up for a good brawl.
Overall Weaknesses: This style obviously has some overly blaring flaws. Key points include the fact that, unless a very opportune moment presents itself or an advantage is given, very rarely is a "quick knockout" possible---This is an exhibitionist sport, for those that like to brawl, like to fight. The second, and more obvious from the get-go is the lack of kicking /techniques styles and the lack of practice of the "illegal moves." Instead, the person using this would probably have to compensate, by developing moves of their own, meaning this style is highly reliant on Z.E.B.'s "Freestyle" to compensate for its shortcomings, turning his "Boxing Style" into an "Underground Boxing Style." And also... with his long nails, Z.E.B. can't make a proper fist without cutting into his own hand because of his long, sharpened nails.
Fighting Style: Free-Style
Years Practiced: Approximately 5-7 Years
Description of style: This style... or arguably even lack thereof, can be easily described as the easiest to pick up---simply because this style is whatever and however you want it to be. The mannerism of how this style can be used ranges from imitations of techniques, modified imitations of techniques, completely improvised styles of attack/defense/dodging, and is only limited to the user's imagination and the (rather loose) laws of physics. In a sense, this style virtually no weaknesses, but on the flip-side, a lack of any true strengths either: The jack of all trades in fighting styles. However a person chooses to fight, how simple or varied all depends on the person who uses this style-less style.
Overall Strengths: The attacks, techniques, defensive moves, and everything could be anything and everything. In an intelligent user, this could be an incredibly effective technique. The style of fighting can even just be utilized purely on instinct as well. What's more, with proper preparation/"training" virtually all but the most bleak of situations can potentially be used to the user's advantage, as long as he retains the ability to move. A perfect counter from almost anything---
Overall Weaknesses: ---So long as the user thinks of it. A rather standard problem of this style lies in the fact that the user's moves can quickly become dull, repetitive and predictable if they don't keep up some degree of variability, opening them up for surprise attacks. And pending on the user, this can be a truly limited style, depending on their principles and morals, subconsciously prohibiting them from from making certain movements if they let such mentalities get in the way. More then that, there indeed a lack of strength from the lack of ability to truly "practice" this style other then fighting---Just better and better utilization of versatility. If the user's mental condition is at all weak, this "Free Style" can quickly become a "No Style." In which case, defeat is typically found to follow after.
History InformationHistory: "It can be said that our dear little Z.E.B. was born out of wedlock to his Chinese mother and his Caucasian father, over in China. Nothing spectacular or out of the blue from this, except for his rather violent temper tantrums. So violent, in fact, that it is rumored that he terrified his mother. And growing up was much worse. His soft-hearted father didn't know how to contain him. Following this, the parents came to terms with this and sent him to a monk school very early on, to spare the other children."
"Initially, he did struggle in his new environment, attempting to bring about his selfish ways of acting into such a peaceful community. However, the skillful monks helped 'teach' the boy to calm down. Forcibly. Corporal punishment was first induced here. Focusing the boy's energies on martial arts, instead, they rank the risk of making him more powerful and incite a lust for power for him---but the monk's had faith. Initially, such desires did emerge from within the boy, but with much meditation (forced upon him), and given nothing else better to do, the boy did manage to calm down. Hope shined through. The boy turned eight, and was accompanied by two of his younger 'older brothers' as he termed them for escort."
"...Upon arrival at home, these two brothers proceeded to kill his father and rape his mother and him. They promptly ran away."
"Three days later, due to calls from the neighbors, the police finally arrived. The mother was found where she was raped, still in full shock. The boy however, had adjusted, though much quieter, in a state of shock as well---but still very capable of being able to suppress it."
"The boy's mother was sent to a mental ward, going into a coma, due to the beatings received while being raped, leaving the boy in full charge of his family's remaining 'wealth'. Promptly, the boy opted to leave the country, settling for the U.S.A.---Anywhere far away enough to leave that country. Settling into a foster family, his remaining funds were liquidated and added into the boy's new family's funding, to raise him into a proper young boy."
"...Right."
"Everyday, the boy, adjusting to his new environment, would come home everyday from a fight, usually bloodied up in some way, shape, or form. His foster parents were just as soft, if not softer then his original parents, forcing him to mature mentally a lot faster then he should have. Smiling at odd times, in particular when he was most beaten up. Still new to the country and still having just finished applying for his green card two years earlier, this boy departed eighth grade a much more mature boy---Though his personality would say otherwise. He knew how to care although he didn't trust easily. He knew how to fight thanks to the U.S.A.'s Corporal Punishment. He knew how to be strong from the memories that burned and haunted him. He knew he couldn't stay with this family and continue hurting them---He was damaged goods. His almost psychotic/sociopath tendencies was a huge burden to them."
"...With a surprisingly heavy heart, he succeeded in obtaining their permission to secede from the family---though not officially, seeing as how he was not eighteen. However, he had decidedly changed his original name, legally to that of 'Z.E.B.' The 'Zipper-Eyed-Bamf'. Leaving his family during his second year of high school, money saved up from some small-time jobs that would hire an underage kid, in search of another job and potential roommates... This was when fate struck him."
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"Vy.... hallo zer."
"Guten tag."
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Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: An Apartment
Roommates: To Be Revealed
Cases Against The Faculty: Unknown/Unrecorded
Cases Of Hurting Students: Unknown/Unrecorded
Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: "Put my earmuffs on the cupcake, Jenkins."
