@ArenaSnow That's right, he let him knock himself half-unconscious XD
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What is even the point of pineapples on pizza? You might as well throw strawberries or apples on it too. I mean that's what I would do if I knew I had shit taste lol.
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It feels good to be back on this site after so many months. Military life is exhausting.
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7 yrs ago
"Yeah man, I'm actually being smart with my scholarship money. I'm saving it instead of buying things out of impulse like other people." *buys a pair of Yeezys the next day*
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I just want to be apart of an RP that actually ends. You know, without everyone dropping out.
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Steam sale is here. There goes my wallet.
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Wow. Nice TKO by Floyd.
Conor McGregor doesn't have much of a chance in the ring. What annoys me is his fanbase who ardently support him while knowing little to nothing about combat sports. If this were a real boxing bout between two supremes in their primes, it would probably be Spence or Brook, Charlo or Lara, or maybe even Lemieux of Golovkin (depending on the weight division) fighting Conor to which I have no doubt will put the Irishman to sleep in at most a few rounds. Even any top ten welterweights could probably smash him to bits and easily outbox him. Though then again isn't some ordinary match - it's a money run between two big names of the sport which is why it's drawn so much attention. I got Floyd winning by points since he's a defensive genius and could probably even hurt Conor as he did to Gatti and Hatton from his slick right hand and checkhooks. I was tempted for a while to say that Floyd could RTD him, though we'll see.
There's so much hype which is what I don't really understand either because realistically it'll probably be a boring fight. No thanks - I'd rather watch Cotto v. Kamegai which will be on the same date. There's also Golovkin v. Canelo and Lomachenko v. Rigondeaux which are also big super-fights that are bound not to disappoint this year. It's been a really good year in boxing though.
There's so much hype which is what I don't really understand either because realistically it'll probably be a boring fight. No thanks - I'd rather watch Cotto v. Kamegai which will be on the same date. There's also Golovkin v. Canelo and Lomachenko v. Rigondeaux which are also big super-fights that are bound not to disappoint this year. It's been a really good year in boxing though.
Mr. Woodcock, Superbad, the Wolf of Wall Street. Why has nobody mentioned the Naked Gun?
Carlos Castillejo
"I'm nothing short of a long statistic."
Theme(s): Crystalised, F*ck Society, La Catedral
B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N
Full Name: Carlos Ángel Castillejo
Gender: Male
Faction: Mostly neutral but Darkworld leaning
Race, Ethnicity: Vampire, Spanish
Place of Birth: Salamanca, Spain.
Date of Birth: August 5, 1892. Baptized on August 11, 1892.
Age: 122 (Appears 31)
Eye Color: Sky blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 160 lbs
Gender: Male
Faction: Mostly neutral but Darkworld leaning
Race, Ethnicity: Vampire, Spanish
Place of Birth: Salamanca, Spain.
Date of Birth: August 5, 1892. Baptized on August 11, 1892.
Age: 122 (Appears 31)
Eye Color: Sky blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 160 lbs
D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E
Carlos Ángel Castillejo is a fairly tall and thin man, consisting of the same light olive-skinned complexion of his fellow former countrymen in the warm country of Spain. He has long legs and a rather broad chest which matches his large head. His face is thin and broad, complemented with sharp facial features and the dark, long, and thin hair of his mother as well as the bushy and almost dramatic eyebrows of his father. His long hooked nose distinguishes his southern European lineage as well as his olive skin though possess two almond shaped eyes which are as blue as the clear sky. Carlos often has a light beard on his thin face and his long black hair that reaches down his shoulders.
S K I L L S
Language: Spanish, Portuguese, English, German, Italian, French, Chinese.
Past Occupations: Union worker, WW 1 Veteran, WW 2 Veteran, Former CIA and Government Informant, Community College professor, Taxi Driver.
Current Occupation: Taxi Driver
Education:
Notable Talents/Abilities: Excellent driver, excellent shot, Muay Thai and BJJ practitioner.
Past Occupations: Union worker, WW 1 Veteran, WW 2 Veteran, Former CIA and Government Informant, Community College professor, Taxi Driver.
Current Occupation: Taxi Driver
Education:
- Received GED in 1947
- Mathematics - University of Southern California (B.S.), Princeton University (M.S.)
Notable Talents/Abilities: Excellent driver, excellent shot, Muay Thai and BJJ practitioner.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Carlos Ángel Castillejo is a self-learnt man, of course not capable of truly reading until he was about 15 years old but soon after falling in love with reading whenever he could spare the time to do so. It is easily to tell that Carlos is an independent man, choosing to do things on his own rather than reaching for any help unless he needs to. He is not an egocentric man, or at least not is anymore as living such a long life can easily diminish any notions of self-preservation. Like most hardened men, Carlos would rather see a man in his accomplishments than bragging unconsciously about them to a group of people. Though he isn't exactly self-sacrificing either, often being apathetic towards others as well as showing indifference to people he deems as less than him.
B I O G R A P H Y
In the now larger city of Salamanca, Carlos Ángel Castillejo was born on the early morning of August 5, 1892 to two human parents, both who made their living as restaurant owners. The young Carlos was born to five other children, only three of which would survive into childhood which included his beautiful blonde sister Basilia, Lorenzo, and Eduardo Castillejo - all of which were the perfect bond and the type of family any person could dream of having. Carlos was the youngest and thus he was the considered the baby of the family as he can remember. During his upbringing, he could feel nothing but great times and although most have been forgotten through the sands of his lengthy time, they still were nonetheless fond memories of his former human life.
Growing up with very little education, Carlos was barely literate, being able to read simple signs but never truly learning to read a whole book until later in his life. Such was the education of a low middle class Spanish boy as many if not most knew how to read. With what little school he possessed, the young man did what he could in order to get by and by the age of 15 had finally taught himself to read and fell in love with books, often burying himself in his self studies. Lorenzo however was the most clever of the family and then later in his life chose to pursue an academic career in Germany were he would later become a professor in Psychology while Eduardo chose to take care of the family business. Basilia who would later marry into another small entrepreneurial family in another city. And as for Carlos himself - He chose another path: The United States, the land of opportunity.
And so in 1911, the young 19-year-old traveled across the Atlantic ocean in order to pursue a chance of and with his experience later garnered, he would later work in the steel industry, often helping build railroads in New York City. It was in these first four years that his life would turn into his favor, being a man of self-sufficiency and with luck and hard work brought him, a more comfortable life. He became married to a young Basque woman and both had two children twins named Javier and Esteban in 1915.
At 25 years of age, the young Carlos Castillejo enlisted to join the United States Army to fight during World War 1 and in 1917 for the next year he spent in trenches fighting the enemy. It was possibly a good chance of the young man to prove himself worthy of being in the country he took advantage of when he was younger though things like valor and patriotism are easily thrown out of the window amidst a scene of violence between men of foreign backgrounds and the young Carlos then knew what true conflict was. Shortly after the war, the once amiable and cheerful boy he once was had faded away. He became colder and more distant, the war lingered onto him for perhaps too long and hardened the young man deep into his core. It was in the later events in his life that Carlos would later turn his former blue collar life into an underworld criminal one and with his experience with weaponry as a sniper during the first World War, he would learn to hone his new trade for a more unscrupulous one.
It was in the 1920's during the era of prohibition that he honed his abilities as a hitman for these immoral men and in his time, he would meet men like Al Capone, Arnold Rothstein, Johnny Torrio, and a plethora or many other famous criminals, many of them who had names that did not make it to popularity. In those years to which only his wife was aware of but did not approve had it not been for the streaming amounts of revenue which came from being a criminal. Life for the most part was economic until one unfortunate day during an illegal alcohol trade from New York to Chicago by truck. Only one shipment was needed to head to Chicago and took only three men to take it there, an easy task but little did he realize that it was going to change his life. Out of all the problems a criminal could run into during this mission - It was a flat tire.
During the duration of time in which was spent changing the tire, Carlos could remember having the eerie feeling of being watched. It was dreadful and cold, as if someone were preying on them. When one man decided to take a look around, all that was heard were his fatal screams in the dark night in the middle of nowhere. Both men were armed and yet felt to helpless and from the corner of his eye, the other man had also vanished in a fraction of a second. It was perhaps the worst feeling Carlos ever had before being snatched himself and felt an antagonizing sharp pain in his neck but before whatever took him could sink its teeth deeper into his bare neck, Carlos fired his .38 revolver and collapsed for the floor with what he thought some sort of beast in the woods. Taking his flashlight, he realized it was a vampire and to his disbelief knew that he was bound to become one himself.
During the next hour, he would transition. It was a long, torturous pain but in the end, the Spanish man recovered within only a few minutes after his transition. Immediately, Carlos felt rejuvenated, feeling almost super-human as he developed cat-like reflexes and unimaginable speed in the day which he transitioned. When back on the road to Chicago after ridding of the bodies, Carlos spent his time sleeping during the day time and often found the day to be laborious. The sun which he most enjoyed the most in the world as a child, became nothing more than a burdening blind light.
Upon returning to New York, Carlos developed a passion for doing his job during the night as the daylight seemed to be rather blinding. Everyone in the criminal underworld called him the "Night Stalker" for his renowned abilities as a successful hitman though no one knew of his vampirism, not even his family. To feed his ever growing hunger for blood, Carlos would often steal the blood of those he'd killed and collected the blood into a canteen by which he would drink only when he needed to. In those later years, the hitman would kill over 100 men during his career but later grew to the attention of the United States Government who would later apprehend him in 1929 and was surprisingly aware of his affliction for blood.
Carlos Castillejo was spared execution but the Spanish hitman would have to work for the United States government in apprehending his fellow colleagues to which he obliged. In the 1930's Carlos Castillejo worked as an informant for the United States Government, by which he was obligated to do. During one unfortunate event at home, the Castillejo couple went for a relaxing drive though without warning, a truck smashed into the driver's side of the vehicle he was in. Carlos's wife, Ofelia, tragically didn't make it. Given that both his sons had already gone to college and had professions of their own, Carlos used this opportunity to as an alibi to escape from hiding his other life as his youthful appearance had already raised far too many questions and with the help of the United States Government, he made a new life for himself.
It was something that would haunt him for the rest of his life as he could never see his sons again. However, later in 2002, on his deathbed, Carlos visited his son Javier and confessed his life shortly before his death. During World War II, Carlos would later work with several other vampires of a secret battalion in stopping the Nazis in their tracks from conquering all of Europe which the US Government would later pardon him from his former crimes. Shortly after the war, Carlos later pursued a life in academia as his brother Lorenzo did who had just recently died. In his pursuits, he later accumulated a GED in 1947 and would later receive a masters in mathematics from the Univesity of Princeton in which during the 1960s and 1970s would later work as a community college professor. He spent the majority of the 80's exploring the world, the 90's as a taxi driver, the 2000's as a small business owner of a Taxi cab company in New York and later another in the city of Meridian which he has lived in since 1997. Little would he realize that the war between the rebels and the Darkworld would later also fall into his laps.
During the years which pursued after 2009, the Spanish Vampire received yet another job offer from the underworld though this time for a political movement rather than the mafia. Since he had a knowledgeable background and given the sum of money that came because of it, Carlos was obliged to take the offer though only as part time. It was the usual business of smuggling weaponry and moving people from point a to point b, all of which he has proven to have done inconspicuously through his Taxi Businesses. Although the man had worked with the United States government to keep the world of beasts apart from the human world, he had always true no intentions on letting the mythical world of the beasts of Meridian go on without publicity. As the war begins to brew between the Darkworld and it's Rebellious zealots, Carlos prepares himself for what is about to come in the ensuing unprecedented events which are bound to unfold.
Growing up with very little education, Carlos was barely literate, being able to read simple signs but never truly learning to read a whole book until later in his life. Such was the education of a low middle class Spanish boy as many if not most knew how to read. With what little school he possessed, the young man did what he could in order to get by and by the age of 15 had finally taught himself to read and fell in love with books, often burying himself in his self studies. Lorenzo however was the most clever of the family and then later in his life chose to pursue an academic career in Germany were he would later become a professor in Psychology while Eduardo chose to take care of the family business. Basilia who would later marry into another small entrepreneurial family in another city. And as for Carlos himself - He chose another path: The United States, the land of opportunity.
And so in 1911, the young 19-year-old traveled across the Atlantic ocean in order to pursue a chance of and with his experience later garnered, he would later work in the steel industry, often helping build railroads in New York City. It was in these first four years that his life would turn into his favor, being a man of self-sufficiency and with luck and hard work brought him, a more comfortable life. He became married to a young Basque woman and both had two children twins named Javier and Esteban in 1915.
At 25 years of age, the young Carlos Castillejo enlisted to join the United States Army to fight during World War 1 and in 1917 for the next year he spent in trenches fighting the enemy. It was possibly a good chance of the young man to prove himself worthy of being in the country he took advantage of when he was younger though things like valor and patriotism are easily thrown out of the window amidst a scene of violence between men of foreign backgrounds and the young Carlos then knew what true conflict was. Shortly after the war, the once amiable and cheerful boy he once was had faded away. He became colder and more distant, the war lingered onto him for perhaps too long and hardened the young man deep into his core. It was in the later events in his life that Carlos would later turn his former blue collar life into an underworld criminal one and with his experience with weaponry as a sniper during the first World War, he would learn to hone his new trade for a more unscrupulous one.
It was in the 1920's during the era of prohibition that he honed his abilities as a hitman for these immoral men and in his time, he would meet men like Al Capone, Arnold Rothstein, Johnny Torrio, and a plethora or many other famous criminals, many of them who had names that did not make it to popularity. In those years to which only his wife was aware of but did not approve had it not been for the streaming amounts of revenue which came from being a criminal. Life for the most part was economic until one unfortunate day during an illegal alcohol trade from New York to Chicago by truck. Only one shipment was needed to head to Chicago and took only three men to take it there, an easy task but little did he realize that it was going to change his life. Out of all the problems a criminal could run into during this mission - It was a flat tire.
During the duration of time in which was spent changing the tire, Carlos could remember having the eerie feeling of being watched. It was dreadful and cold, as if someone were preying on them. When one man decided to take a look around, all that was heard were his fatal screams in the dark night in the middle of nowhere. Both men were armed and yet felt to helpless and from the corner of his eye, the other man had also vanished in a fraction of a second. It was perhaps the worst feeling Carlos ever had before being snatched himself and felt an antagonizing sharp pain in his neck but before whatever took him could sink its teeth deeper into his bare neck, Carlos fired his .38 revolver and collapsed for the floor with what he thought some sort of beast in the woods. Taking his flashlight, he realized it was a vampire and to his disbelief knew that he was bound to become one himself.
During the next hour, he would transition. It was a long, torturous pain but in the end, the Spanish man recovered within only a few minutes after his transition. Immediately, Carlos felt rejuvenated, feeling almost super-human as he developed cat-like reflexes and unimaginable speed in the day which he transitioned. When back on the road to Chicago after ridding of the bodies, Carlos spent his time sleeping during the day time and often found the day to be laborious. The sun which he most enjoyed the most in the world as a child, became nothing more than a burdening blind light.
Upon returning to New York, Carlos developed a passion for doing his job during the night as the daylight seemed to be rather blinding. Everyone in the criminal underworld called him the "Night Stalker" for his renowned abilities as a successful hitman though no one knew of his vampirism, not even his family. To feed his ever growing hunger for blood, Carlos would often steal the blood of those he'd killed and collected the blood into a canteen by which he would drink only when he needed to. In those later years, the hitman would kill over 100 men during his career but later grew to the attention of the United States Government who would later apprehend him in 1929 and was surprisingly aware of his affliction for blood.
Carlos Castillejo was spared execution but the Spanish hitman would have to work for the United States government in apprehending his fellow colleagues to which he obliged. In the 1930's Carlos Castillejo worked as an informant for the United States Government, by which he was obligated to do. During one unfortunate event at home, the Castillejo couple went for a relaxing drive though without warning, a truck smashed into the driver's side of the vehicle he was in. Carlos's wife, Ofelia, tragically didn't make it. Given that both his sons had already gone to college and had professions of their own, Carlos used this opportunity to as an alibi to escape from hiding his other life as his youthful appearance had already raised far too many questions and with the help of the United States Government, he made a new life for himself.
It was something that would haunt him for the rest of his life as he could never see his sons again. However, later in 2002, on his deathbed, Carlos visited his son Javier and confessed his life shortly before his death. During World War II, Carlos would later work with several other vampires of a secret battalion in stopping the Nazis in their tracks from conquering all of Europe which the US Government would later pardon him from his former crimes. Shortly after the war, Carlos later pursued a life in academia as his brother Lorenzo did who had just recently died. In his pursuits, he later accumulated a GED in 1947 and would later receive a masters in mathematics from the Univesity of Princeton in which during the 1960s and 1970s would later work as a community college professor. He spent the majority of the 80's exploring the world, the 90's as a taxi driver, the 2000's as a small business owner of a Taxi cab company in New York and later another in the city of Meridian which he has lived in since 1997. Little would he realize that the war between the rebels and the Darkworld would later also fall into his laps.
During the years which pursued after 2009, the Spanish Vampire received yet another job offer from the underworld though this time for a political movement rather than the mafia. Since he had a knowledgeable background and given the sum of money that came because of it, Carlos was obliged to take the offer though only as part time. It was the usual business of smuggling weaponry and moving people from point a to point b, all of which he has proven to have done inconspicuously through his Taxi Businesses. Although the man had worked with the United States government to keep the world of beasts apart from the human world, he had always true no intentions on letting the mythical world of the beasts of Meridian go on without publicity. As the war begins to brew between the Darkworld and it's Rebellious zealots, Carlos prepares himself for what is about to come in the ensuing unprecedented events which are bound to unfold.
I have a question: is this a modern setting? If not, what year does this setting roughly take place in?
Amare Internellis
During the course of this mission, the newly squired Amare was quiet and said not a word. It was best to keep a cool head during these sort of situations, or at least pretend to. His experience as a subordinate in his more youthful years had certainly benefited him and since he was now Jehan's squire - he followed the same rules he usually would: just watch, listen, and do. At the age of 21, he could say that he wished for a higher position but in the end, just assumed everyone started from somewhere and although he was a bit old to be a squire, Amare was at the least grateful he had become a squire at all. And like most squires would do, he stood by Jehan's side into the dark cave. All the while his thin ashen hairs on his skin rose and his breath drew deeper as they entered.
This sure is a small place... Amare thought to himself almost sheepishly. His breathing became all the more slower, his heart faintly beating against his chest as he grew all the more anxious the further he and his company delve into the darkness of the barren cave. Each step to him felt slower than the last the deeper they went. From outside, Amare could hear the sounds of the lush forest behind them fade away, echoing hauntingly and becoming all the more faint as the band progressed onward. Silas then lit a torch though not until afterwards did the cave itself begin to emit a mesmerizing blue glow.
It's almost as if this place were enchanted. He thought, almost completely awestruck at the peaceful and intriguing lights of the inner cave and as they walked, the cave became colder. There was however something eerily upsetting about the silence, how the darkness crept into his mind despite the light, and the cold lingering onto his fragile pale skin. In his small experience as a mercenary, trenches were quite often colder than surface temperature but he couldn't imagine what it would feel like in a cave! Amare was not disappointed though yet not definitely something he wanted either.
Still nonetheless, he stayed by Jehan's side as he swore he would to the knight and buttoned up his light leather vest to combat the lowering temperatures. For the meanwhile, Amare let his sense of adventure trump any doubt. Intrepidness must overcome fear when confronted with anything, and if he is to prove to Jehan that he is indeed the squire he needs, he must certainly show the nobleman the former. As they walked further into the cave however, Amare stepped into a goo that he could not make out due to the dimness of the cave and from what he assumed was dung before brushing it against the cold and hard floor. Perhaps they weren't the only ones who went through his cave.
I couldn't imagine my day getting any worse.. He complained to himself though just when that very thought had entered his mind, Silas warned that the band indeed not alone in this wretched place. From the very corners of the cave sparked a plethora of the ugliest creatures Amare had ever laid his eyes on. They were spiders, growling green the closer they approached the group. Without hesitation, Amare unsheathed his bastard sword Daeniel and readied himself once again for yet another fight. Killing a few overgrown spiders? That won't be so bad I hope. The ashen haired squire lied to himself. His second optimistic thought seemingly unwavering but only to be squashed by what was about to come next. A large, mother spider then emerged from deeper in the cave, her body glowing seemingly almost as bright as the sun in the dimly lit cave and spoke to the company menacingly. A spider that can talk? Nope. He told himself, sheathing his bastard sword back into his boiled leather scabbard. That was when Silas gave the order to run.
"By all means, let's mate like a rabbit and get the fuck out of here!" Amare yelled, standing behind Jehan and readied himself to run while covering the nobleman should he ever come into trouble. From his light leather vest, he pulled one of the throwing knives he had always kept for situations such as this one and kept a dagger in the other hand. I never had to use these and I hope if I never will, but I'd be damned if I miss. He told himself.
I am interested. Keep me in the loop!
It's here if anyone didn't get to it.
@Afro Samurai Well, I'll always almost going to root for the underdog and I see that Canelo is training extremely hard, even so much as refusing sex with his girlfriend to spend time on his career. Not sure if you heard about that lol. I'm also Mexican, so that's another reason why. It'll be a hard and decent fight - much better than this Mayweather v. McGregor garbage.
The fight with Lopez was in his career in America before the Mayweather fight when he was still at Caneloweight. But fuck did he give him a beating.
The fight with Lopez was in his career in America before the Mayweather fight when he was still at Caneloweight. But fuck did he give him a beating.
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