Post by Jax on Jun 5, 2011 4:38:15 GMT -5
Name: Jackson "Jax" Nord
Age: 23
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 225lbs
Hair: Brown, shaggy styled
Eyes: Blue
Occupation: Your local curb-side pharmacist
Car: 2000 Nissan Skyline GT-R R34 (http://www.freewebs.com/the_ultimate_car_resource/s%20gtr.jpg) Twin-turbocharged Inline-6 at 276 BHP. 0-60 in 5.2 seconds. Top speed of 155 mph (249,395 KM/h).
Weapons: One combat knife and one IMI Desert Eagle Mark VII .357 Magnum (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:DesertEagle_50AE.jpg)
History: Jackson was born and raised in the Twin Cities area to a relatively poor family, Jax's mother worked as a clerk for minimum wage while his father sold drugs for a local drug king-pin by the alias of Three Dog. It was an understatement to say that Jax's early life was hard with the strugglings of living in the inner-city. Jax spent many of his childhood years learning about things some people never had to learn in a lifetime, how to use a gun, how to steal a car, or even where to place a blade into a man's body to both kill and incapacitate him. When Jax finally reached the age of 18 and graduated high school, he decided to join the military as with poor grades and little reason to pay attention to studies left him with few skills to put to use. This wasnt to say Jax is stupid, surprisingly he is rather smart and manipulative at times, which is why during patrols in Iraq Jax quickly rose up to Sgt. and led his own. It was here that Jax's preheld conception that life was always a life or death struggle for everyone was turned on it's head. He knew then that people brought pain and suffering to others and that life could be lived without fear. Conflicted with what he had seen and done, still Jax only knew one way to get what he wanted: by feeding those addicted or curious with what they most craved and having the fire power to back up your stake and claim. All the while he felt conflicted, Jax built up a suave, slightly arrogant exterior and blocked out his doubt about this way of life. Now he runs his own gambit, trying mostly to get sane people their vices for his prices. He has no idea that everything can change in one moment in time...
Age: 23
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 225lbs
Hair: Brown, shaggy styled
Eyes: Blue
Occupation: Your local curb-side pharmacist
Car: 2000 Nissan Skyline GT-R R34 (http://www.freewebs.com/the_ultimate_car_resource/s%20gtr.jpg) Twin-turbocharged Inline-6 at 276 BHP. 0-60 in 5.2 seconds. Top speed of 155 mph (249,395 KM/h).
Weapons: One combat knife and one IMI Desert Eagle Mark VII .357 Magnum (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:DesertEagle_50AE.jpg)
History: Jackson was born and raised in the Twin Cities area to a relatively poor family, Jax's mother worked as a clerk for minimum wage while his father sold drugs for a local drug king-pin by the alias of Three Dog. It was an understatement to say that Jax's early life was hard with the strugglings of living in the inner-city. Jax spent many of his childhood years learning about things some people never had to learn in a lifetime, how to use a gun, how to steal a car, or even where to place a blade into a man's body to both kill and incapacitate him. When Jax finally reached the age of 18 and graduated high school, he decided to join the military as with poor grades and little reason to pay attention to studies left him with few skills to put to use. This wasnt to say Jax is stupid, surprisingly he is rather smart and manipulative at times, which is why during patrols in Iraq Jax quickly rose up to Sgt. and led his own. It was here that Jax's preheld conception that life was always a life or death struggle for everyone was turned on it's head. He knew then that people brought pain and suffering to others and that life could be lived without fear. Conflicted with what he had seen and done, still Jax only knew one way to get what he wanted: by feeding those addicted or curious with what they most craved and having the fire power to back up your stake and claim. All the while he felt conflicted, Jax built up a suave, slightly arrogant exterior and blocked out his doubt about this way of life. Now he runs his own gambit, trying mostly to get sane people their vices for his prices. He has no idea that everything can change in one moment in time...