_______________________________ I. Character Identity:
Screen name: Leonardo S. Tensatsu
Character name: Leonard Kraiser
Alias(s):
[Too many to count. Mostly just false names given to law enforcement before getting the hell up out of that particular area/town/city.]
Factual age: 25
Perceived age: Early 20's
Gender: Male
Place of origin: Unknown
Heritage: Leonard doesn't remember his birth parents, having lived on the streets his entire life. If someone where to ask him about his heritage he'd probably just laugh.
Current profession(s): Unemployed
Previous profession(s): Mercenary, Hitman, Bodyguard.
Fighting style(s): Drunk boxing, Ansatsuken, Submissions.
Emphasis: Being a brawler by nature raising himself on the streets of various slums, and cities Leo prides himself in three distinct techniques. Drunken boxing being the fore most, given his alcoholic tendency. Utilizing his intoxication to benefit his unorthodox fighting stances, and style. Ansatsuken being a general term for any martial art based around strict lethal blows, while submission training is rather explanatory.
~Personality:
-Interests
[Leo's interests are rather gluttonous. Booze, babes, and fighting. He's known to indulge in various narcotics, sticking mostly with those that benefit his brawler mentality then to 'enlighten' him.]
-Disinterests
[Leo hates people that can't fend for themselves. This most likely stemming from the fact nobody held his hand growing up, so he believes everyone should be able to survive on their own. Expressing disinterest also in what anyone else thinks, since he doesn't care. He also harbors some minor disinterest in pets, or at least the cute cuddly type that can't survive on their own.]
-Behavioral tendencies
[Leo is usually rather laid back, eccentric at times when it comes to causing trouble, or the promise of a good fight. Should he ever find himself with an unlimited supply of booze, drugs, women, and people to fight nobody would probably ever hear from the criminal again.]
-Conflict mentality:
[When faced with any sort of confrontation, Leo will automatically try to instigate a fight. Self destructive almost, he could give two shits less if he was killed as long as he enjoyed himself.]
~Flaws:
-Personality
[Where to start? How about the fact he's a single minded, womanizing, arrogant son of a b***h? Baiting him into a fight when the odds are against him would be way too easy, or having some pretty girl slip some poison in his drink, or a knife into his back.]
-Physically
[Leo's 100% grade B street raised human. No cybernetics, enhancements, or surgery done aside to remove bullets or sow up past injuries. Cut him, and he bleeds. Poke him in the eye, and he goes blind, kick him in the jewels and he goes down for the count.]
-Intellectually
[Intellectu~What? Don't get me wrong, Leo's clever as s**t. Though he never once went to school, and wouldn't know a verb from a ******** square root. Everything he knows he learned from those around him, those being criminals, mercenaries, hitman, and drunk brawlers. Not a lot of book smarts left in these people when they fight for a living.]
~History:
~Under construction~
______________________II. Bodily Parameters:
Height: 6'6
Weight: 225
Body type: Bulky athletic
Hair: Short unruly black.
Complexion: Slightly tanned, and more often then not ranked with scars.
Lifting capacity:
[Last Leo knew, he could bench just over 400lb without breaking into a sweat with the first few reps]
Foot speed:
[Accustom to hauling a** away from law enforcement, or maniacs with guns Leo could easily dead sprint perhaps three miles. Killing a mile in less then five minutes, mostly due to his long stride.]
Appearance(s):
[More often then not Leo never bothers to wear a shirt, showing off his scarred tan physic. Muscular enough to be intimidating to those smaller then him, his tone hints more to athletic use despite the proportioned size of his frame standing at 6'6. Wearing dark blue torn jeans, with dog chains weaved through the belt loops to hang from his waist and faded thick steel plated leather boots. Hands usually either wrapped in the traditional boxer fashion, or adorned in black leather half fingerless gloves with a metal plate reinforced to the back of the hand.]
~Extraordinary attributes:
Intoxication:
[Since Leo's been abusing alcohol, and various other drugs through out his entire life he seems to have built a rather impressive tolerance. Where most people would be absolutely trashed after ten shots of 80proof liquor, Leo would be polishing off his second fifth working on his third before getting anywhere near too wasted to stand.]
______________________III. Equipment:
Provisions:
[Whatever the ******** he happened to have stolen/found on any given day]
Accessories:
[Perhaps a gold chain necklace? Maybe some wedding rings, all of which he'd pawn shortly after 'acquiring' them.]
Miscellaneous:
[Usually always carrying around a pint sized flask of moon shine, some drug or another, and a pack of smokes.]
Weapons:
[His body, and whatever the ******** laying around.]
Armor:
[Flesh, bone, and one hell of a thick skull]
______________________IV. Racial Identity:
Human~
[Leo be your typical tanned white male. He'd fit in with any city crowd as just some homeless punk, not worth a second glance.]
______________________V. Abilities:
Racial abilities: None
Physical abilities: None
Supernatural abilities:
Deity~
[Leonard is ultimately a creation of the deity 'Tensatsu'. Unaware of this, there are times where whole hours or days go blank with no recollection of what had happened. He explaining this with his constant drug, and alcohol use. Despite his mortal coil, Leonard has in fact died well over one hundred times. In this instance, he'd simply be recreated as he was before his body was killed with his memory wiped. The rebirth process usually ranging from occurring instantly, or taking multiple days depending on the state of his dead body.]
Leonardo -S- Virunas Community Member 
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