Post by Sanji Ayumi on Mar 6, 2008 11:04:50 GMT -5
Creator Information:
Creators Name: Blaze
Creators Age: 19
Character Information:
~Personal~
Name: John McFinnagin (Goes by) Sanji Ayumi
Age: 26
Gender: male
Race: Human
Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: Human, Irish
Blood Type: AB+
Relationship Status: None Existent
Personality: Through first glance Sanji would come off as a carefree and happy go lucky guy, but at a closer look into his true nature he could be mistaken as a goblin for the joy he finds in his current hobby of hunting elves demons, and others he deems unnatural to the current world at hand. Sanji however does care for all humans in general, and proclaims himself to be a ladies man, and has also a love for dogs. All actions he takes, and everything he does because he feels its all he can.
~Physical~
Build: Athletic muscular build.
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 198lb.
Physical Description: Sanji has a long red mane that he will either keep tied back, or let hang freely, it also comes up in a widows peak which he has outlined with tattoos that go from each widows peak tip down to the eyebrows bellow. Sanji has long red side burns, but aside from that no other facial hair. Sanji has green eyes, and a stern face that is mostly drawn into a smile with the exception of some situations. As you go down to Sanji’s body he has defined muscles, and a six pack, along with tattoos that go all over his torso that match his foreheads tattoos.
~Clothing~
Everyday wear: Loose fitting clothes, mostly jeans, cargo pants, hoodies, jackets, etc. And steel toed boots with metal plated heals.
Battle wear: Kevlar vest under a black hoody or jacket, along with black cargo pants, and his black steel toed boots with the metal heals.
~Likes/Dislikes~
Strengths:
Cutting meat
Guns
Fighting
Drinking
Weaknesses:
Rational thinking
Being understanding
Likes:
Drinking
Meats
Potatoes
Boxing
Dislikes:
Anything not human
Men who are rude to a lady
Water
~General~
Siblings: None
Family Status:
Timothy McFinnagin (Father) – Dead
Stacy McFinnagin (Mother) – Dead
History:
Sanji was born September 27, 2732 in Great Britain to a family of three, him his mother, and his father a butcher. Sanji had lived a standard life keeping his mom occupied from his birth in their living quarters on the floor above his fathers shop, and things went as such until he became six, and his father decided that his son needs not schooling to learn the family profession of butchering, and decided it would be best to start his appreciation for the job by taking him to the source.
Sanji being young as he was didn’t fully understand the value of life, and was unbothered when he had seen the sight his father had shown him of the cows being put to death by a bolt to the head, or if one didn’t die immediately from that a sledgehammer to the head, and from there his father had collected the cow, and had it tossed into the back of his truck “If you’re gonna learn to cut the meat you gotta learn to skin it too..” His father said looking down at young Sanji, as they drove home. Upon arrival Timothy grabbed two knives for skinning, and handed one to Sanji “Now becarefull you could lose a finger or something like that..” Timothy would tell Sanji, as he taught him the proper way to skin, after that was done the sun began to set, and Timothy nodded, “And now for the last part this I’ll have you do until you’re old enough to do it on your own, since you’re already a big boy for you’re age I think you’re gonna be good for step one.” Timothy said, as he laughed, and began with a Y’ cut, and then began to take everything out of the corpse, and began to cut and prepare each separate part, and then wrapped them, and threw them into the fridge “And that’s how you do it.” Timothy said, a wide smile of accomplishment on his face knowing that most of it had to of sunk in.
Sanji now sixteen lived knowing only his family and those who came to the shop for a meal or other treats, but the happiness of his family was stricken when his mother was stricken with an illness that had a cure only known to the homelands of the elves. And when it had gone on for what Timothy felt was too long, and seeing his mothers condition only become worst Timothy left for the Amazon using the little money he had saved on a small motor boat. After about four months, and no word from Timothy, Sanji began to become upset, and began to focus more on his work in his dads place. After another six months, and Timothy had not returned, Sanji’s mother had died from a mixture of her illness, and depression from his father being gone, and also the talk of the town of him most likely being dead for doing what was considered a suicide mission.
Sanji soon after burying his mother, and what articles, and possessions of his fathers he had left side by side, had began to work all three lines of the meat world. Loosing track of his life, and time, and all reality in general Sanji had woken up from his state of shock at twenty. Realizing what had really happened to himself, and his life Sanji became enraged, and took all the money he had, and sold his fathers shop. After using the large sum of money Sanji had bought an M-16 assault rifle, and two .50 cal Desert Eagles, a Kevlar vest, and a motorcycle helmet. After acquiring the supplies he had needed he had a smith that had always made his meat cleavers make him the last weapon for his journey a sword length and sized meat cleaver.
Sanji had traveled the world for the next six years exterminating demons, elves, goblins, and other creatures he found foul across the lands of his travels.
Creators Name: Blaze
Creators Age: 19
Character Information:
~Personal~
Name: John McFinnagin (Goes by) Sanji Ayumi
Age: 26
Gender: male
Race: Human
Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: Human, Irish
Blood Type: AB+
Relationship Status: None Existent
Personality: Through first glance Sanji would come off as a carefree and happy go lucky guy, but at a closer look into his true nature he could be mistaken as a goblin for the joy he finds in his current hobby of hunting elves demons, and others he deems unnatural to the current world at hand. Sanji however does care for all humans in general, and proclaims himself to be a ladies man, and has also a love for dogs. All actions he takes, and everything he does because he feels its all he can.
~Physical~
Build: Athletic muscular build.
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 198lb.
Physical Description: Sanji has a long red mane that he will either keep tied back, or let hang freely, it also comes up in a widows peak which he has outlined with tattoos that go from each widows peak tip down to the eyebrows bellow. Sanji has long red side burns, but aside from that no other facial hair. Sanji has green eyes, and a stern face that is mostly drawn into a smile with the exception of some situations. As you go down to Sanji’s body he has defined muscles, and a six pack, along with tattoos that go all over his torso that match his foreheads tattoos.
~Clothing~
Everyday wear: Loose fitting clothes, mostly jeans, cargo pants, hoodies, jackets, etc. And steel toed boots with metal plated heals.
Battle wear: Kevlar vest under a black hoody or jacket, along with black cargo pants, and his black steel toed boots with the metal heals.
~Likes/Dislikes~
Strengths:
Cutting meat
Guns
Fighting
Drinking
Weaknesses:
Rational thinking
Being understanding
Likes:
Drinking
Meats
Potatoes
Boxing
Dislikes:
Anything not human
Men who are rude to a lady
Water
~General~
Siblings: None
Family Status:
Timothy McFinnagin (Father) – Dead
Stacy McFinnagin (Mother) – Dead
History:
Sanji was born September 27, 2732 in Great Britain to a family of three, him his mother, and his father a butcher. Sanji had lived a standard life keeping his mom occupied from his birth in their living quarters on the floor above his fathers shop, and things went as such until he became six, and his father decided that his son needs not schooling to learn the family profession of butchering, and decided it would be best to start his appreciation for the job by taking him to the source.
Sanji being young as he was didn’t fully understand the value of life, and was unbothered when he had seen the sight his father had shown him of the cows being put to death by a bolt to the head, or if one didn’t die immediately from that a sledgehammer to the head, and from there his father had collected the cow, and had it tossed into the back of his truck “If you’re gonna learn to cut the meat you gotta learn to skin it too..” His father said looking down at young Sanji, as they drove home. Upon arrival Timothy grabbed two knives for skinning, and handed one to Sanji “Now becarefull you could lose a finger or something like that..” Timothy would tell Sanji, as he taught him the proper way to skin, after that was done the sun began to set, and Timothy nodded, “And now for the last part this I’ll have you do until you’re old enough to do it on your own, since you’re already a big boy for you’re age I think you’re gonna be good for step one.” Timothy said, as he laughed, and began with a Y’ cut, and then began to take everything out of the corpse, and began to cut and prepare each separate part, and then wrapped them, and threw them into the fridge “And that’s how you do it.” Timothy said, a wide smile of accomplishment on his face knowing that most of it had to of sunk in.
Sanji now sixteen lived knowing only his family and those who came to the shop for a meal or other treats, but the happiness of his family was stricken when his mother was stricken with an illness that had a cure only known to the homelands of the elves. And when it had gone on for what Timothy felt was too long, and seeing his mothers condition only become worst Timothy left for the Amazon using the little money he had saved on a small motor boat. After about four months, and no word from Timothy, Sanji began to become upset, and began to focus more on his work in his dads place. After another six months, and Timothy had not returned, Sanji’s mother had died from a mixture of her illness, and depression from his father being gone, and also the talk of the town of him most likely being dead for doing what was considered a suicide mission.
Sanji soon after burying his mother, and what articles, and possessions of his fathers he had left side by side, had began to work all three lines of the meat world. Loosing track of his life, and time, and all reality in general Sanji had woken up from his state of shock at twenty. Realizing what had really happened to himself, and his life Sanji became enraged, and took all the money he had, and sold his fathers shop. After using the large sum of money Sanji had bought an M-16 assault rifle, and two .50 cal Desert Eagles, a Kevlar vest, and a motorcycle helmet. After acquiring the supplies he had needed he had a smith that had always made his meat cleavers make him the last weapon for his journey a sword length and sized meat cleaver.
Sanji had traveled the world for the next six years exterminating demons, elves, goblins, and other creatures he found foul across the lands of his travels.