Post by rrahkarr on Feb 28, 2010 20:20:50 GMT -7
† Rrahkarr - James - Sutarra †
†Alastor†
[/center]† General Information †
Full Name: Rrahkarr James Sutarra
Nicknames: Rrah Su {To those he trusts with his life which is very few} Jay {To people he just meets and most likely won’t meet again} and Alastor {This is the name he gives his clients and those he works with. The name means Avenger; he chose this name when his family was killed.}
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Age:200
Age they appear: 20-25
Occupation: Mercenary/Assassin
Orientation: Heterosexual
Health Problems: None, except for what comes with being a werewolf. Other than that he is in perfect health.
† Personality †
Basic Personality: Rrahkarr; or Alastor as he goes by for his jobs, in general is a kind, polite, and courteous man when in public. When on the battle field, he’s a cold hearted killer and won’t think twice about pulling the trigger. He has learned to control his emotions very well, but certain things will trigger very strong emotional responses from him. He always wanted to be a werewolf but not at the price that was paid. Due to what happened, he swore a vendetta against the one who turned him and killed his family.
He was once told “Disturb not the fires of hell, for in the end there is only Eternity.” He finds it ironic that he had searched out werewolves and found nothing, but when he gave up he got what he searched for and paid a hefty price for it.
Over the years he has become distrustful of most people and prefers to keep them at arm’s length. He doesn’t let anyone get too close to him out of the fear of losing them. When around those of whom he calls friends, he lightens up and will tell jokes, act like a teenager and will actually chase down women when he gets drunk. Though most of the time, he’s closed to everyone and acts very mature. Even though he keeps people at arm’s length, those that stick around and prove they can be trusted will eventually see he truly is a kind person who has only lived a rough life.
He isn’t one to take orders, if he accepts a job it will be completed how he sees fit. He prefers to not work with others because almost all the time they have tried to betray him. He finds it easier to work alone and the only time he’ll follow orders {very cautiously of course} is if they came from the one and only client he trusts.
Likes:
† Women
† Music
† Fighting
† Honesty
† Serenity
Hates:
† Haters
† Back stabbers
† Rude and impolite people
† People who are Arrogant and Conceded
† Hypocrites
Talents:
† Martial Arts {Muai Thai}
† Weapon proficiency
† Guitarist
† Proficient with blades
† Picture perfect memories
Habits:
† When not on a mission, chases down women
† When depressed, plays the guitar
† Trains with blades and hones his Martial arts skills
† Stares off in a random direction when someone talks about a boring subject
† Tries {key word} to not stare at a woman’s breasts as she talks.
† Appearance †
Skin Color: Dark Tan
Hair Color: Black with natural red highlights
Eye Color: Blue
Build: Tall 6’3”, lean and slightly muscular. Body is use to lifting weights; muscles are visible but not overly so like body builders.
Piercings/Scars/Tattoos: One long and one short scar on the face and multiple scars around his body. The long scar starting in the middle of the forehead that travels over the nose, under the right eye and ends at the jaw line on the right cheek. The shorter scar starts half an inch over to the right from the other scar and travels parallel to it; cutting through the eyebrow, missing the eye and continuing down till it stops in the middle of the right cheek.
Choice of Clothing: Dark colored T-shirts and jeans, body armor {under the T-shirt, even in public} and a black trench coat to conceal hidden weapons.
Wolf Appearance: Due to his tall size Rrahkarr’s wolf form is about as large as it gets, standing at 4’11” and is a little bulky. His fur color is mostly shades of black with a few shades of dark and light red, giving off the appearance of hot coal. His eyes are blue but faded a little giving them a pale blue appearance.
Other: N/A
† History †
History:
{Birth to Pre-teen}
Rrahkarr was born into a fairly tight-knit family in America. He had one sibling; a sister, who was eight years old at the time. Five years after he was born his parents divorced. His sister went with his mother and he and his father moved in with his grandparents. Something happened between his father and his grandparents which forced them to move. So they moved in with his father’s girlfriend at the time. Rrahkarr found a friend in the daughter of his father’s girlfriend.
She was the same age as he was and helped him get over the pain he had when his parents divorced. It helped that she went to the same school he did but they were in separate classes. He had trouble talking with kids his age which led to him concentrating on school work. He quickly was put in the gifted class, and due to this he was made fun of; both in and out of the class. This made him start to dislike people.
Soon enough Rrahkarr’s father and his girlfriend broke up and they moved again. This started to be the norm and any friends Rrahkarr made were quickly lost due to how much they moved which started making him cold to most people. One place they moved seemed to be peaceful and put him at ease. They had moved out into the countryside and found a nice place to live. He even made a couple friends who were like him and hung out with him all the time.
{Teen to Young Adult}
They had to move again; only this time it was due to their house being burnt down. This time however they moved to another state completely which made him leave all his friends behind and caused him to almost completely shut himself off with the world. Due to the new settings of things; and how he felt towards people, he left the gifted classes and his grades started to slip. Teachers and adults were confused by him because he could talk to them on a level as if he was in his thirties or forties yet his grades said he possibly couldn’t be that way.
Rrahkarr had almost given up on making friends because most people seemed to dislike him. Then; one year in high school, he met someone who was almost exactly like him in every way. This person grew to be like a brother to him. After that things seemed to change, his parents had been talking and reconciled things and got back together, he was able to talk to his grandparents and things were fine, he even had two nieces now. The business he had started with his father a year before high school ended was starting to become self sufficient and started to bring in a high revenue. He even worked hard and was able to graduate from high school.
Rrahkarr’s father offered a job to his friend; who had also become his friend, to work with them after his term was up in the military. Rrahkarr was starting to have a better outlook on life and people. Once the business was in a stage where he wasn’t needed that much, he deiced to travel around the U.S. a year or so after his bro left for the armed services.
{Young Adult to the Curse}
While Rrahkarr was out traveling around the United States; and his bro was off in the military, he started hearing things about people changing into large wolves. That was one thing Rrahkarr had to go and search for. Werewolves; or lycanthropes, were a favorite subject of his. He had been fascinated with such things since he was little.
He had been traveling around the U.S. for two and a half years now. He had given up and finding any werewolves and decided to go back home. He made it back just in time to learn his bro had been killed in action over in the Middle East. They never found his body so at the funeral they buried a copy of his uniform with all the medals, ribbons and whatnot instead. At the funeral Rrahkarr didn’t see his parents even though they were invited to come.
After the funeral, he went home and found the front door destroyed. He rushed in and found the bodies of his father and mother, and even his sister and her family; they had moved down with the rest of the family while he was away. They were all dead, and what killed them was still there. He didn’t notice the rather large wolf that was in the house before it was too late.
He was attacked and was bitten several times and was cut up pretty badly. Apparently one of the neighbors had seen the door destroyed and called the authorities because sirens were heard approaching fast. The wolf escaped into the night and left Rrahkarr for dead. He awoke a few days later in the hospital with bandages everywhere.
He was kept in the hospital a few days more before they let him leave. He attended the funeral of his family and went home, to think about what had happened that night. After thinking on it for a couple weeks it dawned on him. It was a large bulky wolf that had attacked him, just like what people said they had seen when he was hunting down traces of werewolves. Then it happened, a sharp pain started to course its way all over his body. He had fallen to the floor and was completely immersed in pain, he looked at his window when he was able to and noticed it was a full moon and his first change.
{Afterwards to Present}
After his first change he swore vengeance one the one who killed his family and made him like this. He wanted to kill the one who did this to him and following leads he followed a trail of murder and death similar to how his family was killed until he reached California. It was there that the trail went cold for a while. More murders happened; this time duo to him having a small incident and getting over emotional.
Rrahkarr watched the news and saw those he killed and hated himself for it but then with a related topic they said murders much like what had happened started up over in Asia; more locally in Thailand. Seeing this as where the one he was chasing went, Rrahkarr bought a plane ticket and headed for Thailand.
It didn’t take him long to realize that the murders had stopped. One night while he was relaxing he was attacked by a local gang. He tried his best to defend himself but couldn’t do much against them. It was then he realized he needed to learn of ways to defend himself. Being in Thailand he decided to learn the local Martial arts style known as Muai Thai. It took a long time but finally one of the local dojo’s decided to take him in and train him; due only to his persistence. Around that time was when news reached him of the war between the Vampires and Werewolves. He didn’t know that such thing could happen but it did and told him that there was a lot going down.
It took several long years but he came out as one of the strongest fighters from that dojo; keeping the fact that he was a werewolf secret from his masters. He was well rounded but was best at Tee Sok (Elbow) and Tae (Kicking) moves. He had lost the trail but he knew if he ever found the one who killed his family, he’d be able to stand against him. It was a few years later he had partnered up with an ex-marine and learned about guns and military strategies so that he could make his way in this new world. It was a few more years later after learning what he could from that marine that he became a gun for hire.
His job took him all over the place but most of the time he was in Asia. During those times he had been approached by others like him. They offered him jobs to do and since the pay was good he did the jobs. After completing a job in Italy he learned of a man with a very large reputation known as La Valupe, had left Italy heading for England. He noticed his clients were starting to head to England too, after hearing from one of those like him of the large movements of Vampires and Werewolves in England he left as well. Maybe here he’d find the one who killed his family.
Mother/Father: Holly Sutarra {Deceased} David Sutarra {Deceased}
Siblings: Kathy Sutarra {Deceased}
Offspring: none
Other: not right now.
† RP example †
Rrahkarr entered the old decaying building that he chose to use as his sniper position. He was wearing his normal black shirt, jeans, and trench coat along with leather gloves. He carried with him a metallic case that resembled that of a guitar that was a little bit wider than most. He walked up the stairs till he reached the roof of the building. It was abandoned and no one was in the building for it was going to be demolished in a few days; perfect for a firing position.
He found a suitable place to set up his position and set his guitar case down. He opened the guitar case and removed his classical acoustic guitar from it and set it down gently. Underneath the guitar; inside the case, was a fake back of which he removed as well. Inside was a disassembled SR-25 with a clip of 7.62x51mm NATO Rounds. He quickly grabbed the stock and started to assemble the gun. Within a few minutes he had the gun assembled.
He looked out over the area from where he sat and took notice of his surroundings. Most of the buildings around here were old and falling apart, all the buildings encircled a square open area of which a crowd was gathering in. All the people here were tenants and lease holders of the buildings around here. They had stopped paying their dues and Rrahkarr’s client wasn’t happy about that. There was someone who was driving these people to go against his client and he wanted that person gone.
This job was small time; most of his usual clients had gone to England which left him here in Italy doing small worthless jobs. Most of the good jobs here in Italy had been done by the person known as La Valupe, and he too had headed to England. He needed the money however from this job so that he could follow his work to England, London in particular.
Rrahkarr had nothing to go on except that his target would be arriving shortly and that the people would gather around the person. No one expected for a hired gun to be waiting in one of the buildings with a rifle to shoot whoever was leading them, so they had a stand and a podium set up with a microphone and speakers in the center of the square.
Rrahkarr lowered the rifles bipod stands and got into the prone position and waited for his target to show up. He didn’t have to wait long as a vehicle pulled up and parked by one of the buildings. The passenger door opened and out stepped a woman dressed in the clothes of a nun. To say “nun” would be incorrect, this was a “sister” of the church. A sister being a person who devotes their life to helping the needy and poor and to help in the greater world, as a nun devotes their life to prayer and may only remain in the monastery.
Rrahkarr frowned as he saw her step out of the car. He hoped she wasn’t his target because he hated killing women…but a job is a job and if she was the one who was rallying these people, her life he had to take. He watched as she headed towards the podium and got the rifle ready as he loaded the clip. When she reached the podium she said “Welcome” and started telling the people things about what their landlord had been doing he knew she was the target.
Rrahkarr sighed then took in a deep breath of air as he looked down through the scope of his now silenced SR-25. His finger that was resting to the side of the trigger guard now went around the trigger itself. He put the crosshairs over her head and exhaled; and as he did so he said “Forgive me father, for I must sin.” Before he ever so gently squeezed the trigger and felt the rifle jump in his hands. Due to the silencer he had on the weapon; the bang of the shot was cut to almost nothing.
He saw through the scope, her face disappear in a spray of blood as the 7.62x55mm round went through her head. As screams rose from the streets he quickly and efficiently took the clip out of the gun and disassembled it before putting it back into his guitar case and replacing the faux back and guitar after. Before leaving he found the shell casing and picked it up with his glove. He had a small metal container that he placed the casing in and pocked it before picking up his case and exit the roof.
On his way down he said to himself “That was a shame, she was quite beautiful.”
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