Angel Figueroa
Jul 19, 2014 0:30:24 GMT -8
Post by Angel on Jul 19, 2014 0:30:24 GMT -8
Name: Angel Figueroa
Gang: N/A
Ethnicity: Spanish/Caucasian
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6'
Weight: 200 lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Appearance:
Angel is tall and has a medium build. Noticeable muscles but nothing that would make you do a double take. He has a small scar just about his left eye but other than that there are no notable scars on his body. He is typically caught wearing blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt and on occasion he might have a thin black jacket on however his pretty much always wearing sandals damn near disdains wearing actual shoes. He's a decent looking fellow but not a lady killer by any means his hair is messy and his clothes are usually wrinkled cause he doesn't overly care about his appearance he just here to get the job done.
Personality:
He is a bit of a quirky fellow, he is a good ol' friendly Texan guy willing to make anyone a new friend but at the same time his 'friends' are only the people he considers to be the most useful for the time being. He tries his best not to get on anybodies bad side, unless it suits his purpose, but at the same time he knows he probably rubs some people the wrong way and well... to be quite frank he doesn't give a damn.
History:
Angel had a pretty decent childhood had a couple older half-brothers both were amazing artist and were skilled though the both definitely excelled in different areas of art work. The oldest brother is 13 years older that Angel and has always looked after his little brother even if it meant go so far to care for him that it pissed Angel off sometimes, however the middle brother was heavy into drugs and spent most of his time secluded and away from Angel not really bonding or making a relationship. Angels mom and dad were good, fun, and loving parents he couldn't ask for better though they weren't married, and unknown to Angel no longer really had love in their relationship but they tried their best to be together for Angel. But as the years went by they had found that they couldn't do it any longer and had mutually agreed to split up. This meant that at the age of 5 Angel and his mother moved out of his dads house and into an apartment somewhere else in a little town outside of Houston, Tx.
For the next few years Angel moved houses, towns, cities, and even schools almost every year during the summer time like clockwork. His mom met another man and fell quickly in love and she got married a little after Angel's 6th birthday he was happy for her but he missed his dad a lot, though every summer he did get to visit his dad, and occasionally his brothers until they both moved out and on there own. He enjoyed his time with his dad but his dad was older and had a hard time providing Angel with everything he wanted to give his son, though Angel understood this even at a young age and often told his dad that he loved him for everything that he could offer. But as the years went on and Angel grew up not really having any permanent friends, due to all the moving, and his dad's health got bad and eventually meant him moving to California so his family could take care of him, which meant Angel was no longer able to see him, because his mom and step dad couldn't afford the trip to get him there, thus Angel was cut off from his dad at the age of 13 putting him a super depressed stage that no one seemed to break him out of.
A few more years went by Angel eventually left his home around 18 to due his own thing. Which the first thing he wanted to do was see his dad. So he worked hard and did his best at everything to earn the money to go, so it wasn't long at all till he had enough money to go to California. Once he got there he would have trouble locating his family because anytime he asked about them he would refer to his last name Figueroa, which originated from his family here in Cali, but due to that same face he often got led to Figueroa St in Cali much to Angels annoyance after awhile. It would take him a day or two until he accidentally found his relatives. He had decided to go to church that Sunday morning and just so happened that his Uncle was the preacher there, and he recognized Angel from his dads photos, he would wave Angel and gesture for him to sit, which he did, and after the lesson he would go up to Angel and talk with him. It was then Angel would hear the heart breaking news that his dad had died because his health had gotten so bad and that's why he hadn't heard from him in the last few years. His uncle told him where his dad was buried and Angel rushed out of the church straight to the grave... He would find the grave and collapse on top of it crying. He would stay there till the next morning then he would leave Cali with the intent to never go back.
A year later Angel was 19 all his hair had grown in white due the traumatic experience of losing the one person he loved so dearly. He was working odd jobs here and there keeping to what he knew staying somewhere for a little while doing his thing before moving on and doing so again, trying not to get overly attached to anything, or rather he felt he no longer had the ability too. He would go on about his way until one day he got approached by a strange man. He said he had a job that needed to get down and it would pay really well for whoever was willing to take it. Angel was always willing to make some extra cash so he accepted the job. Turned out to be a drug transaction, Angel didn't care too much for drugs and wanted nothing to do with them because he saw how his brother had turned out using them, and he didn't want to become like that. After the transaction he would go give the drugs to the man who hired him saying that he was thankful for the work but he didn't want to deal with drugs cause it was stupid. The man cocked an eye brow at Angel as he spoke finding him amusing.
A few days later the strange man would again approach Angel again offer an odd job with good pay, but this time didn't have anything to do with drugs. This time he need Angel to go sell some guns. Angel thought about it for a moment then agreed. Why the hell not right. Well he did the job and several more for the strange man, eventually finding out that his name was James. He would also find out he was part of some secret gang Angel never did get the name but he was told that the only reason he was approached was because of his lack of family and friends, if he went missing nobody would know, and that was good for business. Angel nodded at this and understood, he was only being used, but at the same time he was using them, he wasn't a part of there gang, and he didn't want to be but he was willing to do their work for money. Sounded good to him. This world is all about people getting used, so he might as well and get into that game himself.
As the years went by before his 21st birthday he had been in quite a few fights and learned how to defend himself, even if it was unconventional. He made a few new 'friends' until he had outlived his usefulness and they walked away leaving him behind, James for example had gotten a promotion in the gang and quickly lost interest in Angel. It was though this and other with different people and different circumstances that he learned it was better to get people close to people you can use rather than get close to people you like. But he had made a living for himself now working for whoever was the highest bidder damn near like a modern day Bounty Hunter, which to be fair if he was told to bring someone in he did, dead or alive. But he had enough of Texas, and had heard there might be some possible business in New York so off he went packed his bags, hopped onto his motorcycle and away he went.
Stats
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Constitution: 15
Wisdom: 20
Spirit: 20
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Gang: N/A
Ethnicity: Spanish/Caucasian
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6'
Weight: 200 lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Appearance:
Angel is tall and has a medium build. Noticeable muscles but nothing that would make you do a double take. He has a small scar just about his left eye but other than that there are no notable scars on his body. He is typically caught wearing blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt and on occasion he might have a thin black jacket on however his pretty much always wearing sandals damn near disdains wearing actual shoes. He's a decent looking fellow but not a lady killer by any means his hair is messy and his clothes are usually wrinkled cause he doesn't overly care about his appearance he just here to get the job done.
Personality:
He is a bit of a quirky fellow, he is a good ol' friendly Texan guy willing to make anyone a new friend but at the same time his 'friends' are only the people he considers to be the most useful for the time being. He tries his best not to get on anybodies bad side, unless it suits his purpose, but at the same time he knows he probably rubs some people the wrong way and well... to be quite frank he doesn't give a damn.
History:
Angel had a pretty decent childhood had a couple older half-brothers both were amazing artist and were skilled though the both definitely excelled in different areas of art work. The oldest brother is 13 years older that Angel and has always looked after his little brother even if it meant go so far to care for him that it pissed Angel off sometimes, however the middle brother was heavy into drugs and spent most of his time secluded and away from Angel not really bonding or making a relationship. Angels mom and dad were good, fun, and loving parents he couldn't ask for better though they weren't married, and unknown to Angel no longer really had love in their relationship but they tried their best to be together for Angel. But as the years went by they had found that they couldn't do it any longer and had mutually agreed to split up. This meant that at the age of 5 Angel and his mother moved out of his dads house and into an apartment somewhere else in a little town outside of Houston, Tx.
For the next few years Angel moved houses, towns, cities, and even schools almost every year during the summer time like clockwork. His mom met another man and fell quickly in love and she got married a little after Angel's 6th birthday he was happy for her but he missed his dad a lot, though every summer he did get to visit his dad, and occasionally his brothers until they both moved out and on there own. He enjoyed his time with his dad but his dad was older and had a hard time providing Angel with everything he wanted to give his son, though Angel understood this even at a young age and often told his dad that he loved him for everything that he could offer. But as the years went on and Angel grew up not really having any permanent friends, due to all the moving, and his dad's health got bad and eventually meant him moving to California so his family could take care of him, which meant Angel was no longer able to see him, because his mom and step dad couldn't afford the trip to get him there, thus Angel was cut off from his dad at the age of 13 putting him a super depressed stage that no one seemed to break him out of.
A few more years went by Angel eventually left his home around 18 to due his own thing. Which the first thing he wanted to do was see his dad. So he worked hard and did his best at everything to earn the money to go, so it wasn't long at all till he had enough money to go to California. Once he got there he would have trouble locating his family because anytime he asked about them he would refer to his last name Figueroa, which originated from his family here in Cali, but due to that same face he often got led to Figueroa St in Cali much to Angels annoyance after awhile. It would take him a day or two until he accidentally found his relatives. He had decided to go to church that Sunday morning and just so happened that his Uncle was the preacher there, and he recognized Angel from his dads photos, he would wave Angel and gesture for him to sit, which he did, and after the lesson he would go up to Angel and talk with him. It was then Angel would hear the heart breaking news that his dad had died because his health had gotten so bad and that's why he hadn't heard from him in the last few years. His uncle told him where his dad was buried and Angel rushed out of the church straight to the grave... He would find the grave and collapse on top of it crying. He would stay there till the next morning then he would leave Cali with the intent to never go back.
A year later Angel was 19 all his hair had grown in white due the traumatic experience of losing the one person he loved so dearly. He was working odd jobs here and there keeping to what he knew staying somewhere for a little while doing his thing before moving on and doing so again, trying not to get overly attached to anything, or rather he felt he no longer had the ability too. He would go on about his way until one day he got approached by a strange man. He said he had a job that needed to get down and it would pay really well for whoever was willing to take it. Angel was always willing to make some extra cash so he accepted the job. Turned out to be a drug transaction, Angel didn't care too much for drugs and wanted nothing to do with them because he saw how his brother had turned out using them, and he didn't want to become like that. After the transaction he would go give the drugs to the man who hired him saying that he was thankful for the work but he didn't want to deal with drugs cause it was stupid. The man cocked an eye brow at Angel as he spoke finding him amusing.
A few days later the strange man would again approach Angel again offer an odd job with good pay, but this time didn't have anything to do with drugs. This time he need Angel to go sell some guns. Angel thought about it for a moment then agreed. Why the hell not right. Well he did the job and several more for the strange man, eventually finding out that his name was James. He would also find out he was part of some secret gang Angel never did get the name but he was told that the only reason he was approached was because of his lack of family and friends, if he went missing nobody would know, and that was good for business. Angel nodded at this and understood, he was only being used, but at the same time he was using them, he wasn't a part of there gang, and he didn't want to be but he was willing to do their work for money. Sounded good to him. This world is all about people getting used, so he might as well and get into that game himself.
As the years went by before his 21st birthday he had been in quite a few fights and learned how to defend himself, even if it was unconventional. He made a few new 'friends' until he had outlived his usefulness and they walked away leaving him behind, James for example had gotten a promotion in the gang and quickly lost interest in Angel. It was though this and other with different people and different circumstances that he learned it was better to get people close to people you can use rather than get close to people you like. But he had made a living for himself now working for whoever was the highest bidder damn near like a modern day Bounty Hunter, which to be fair if he was told to bring someone in he did, dead or alive. But he had enough of Texas, and had heard there might be some possible business in New York so off he went packed his bags, hopped onto his motorcycle and away he went.
Stats
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Constitution: 15
Wisdom: 20
Spirit: 20
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