Full Name: Taki Takoro
Nickname(s): Turok
Age: 25
Gender: male
Place Of Birth: U.S New Orlands, Florida
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Relationship Status: Single
Kids (if any): none
Pets (if any): he had one pet known as a red headed centipede called tangler. he set it free after a good while before the apocalypse happened due to a mysterious illness that let loose
Occupation (pre-apocalypse): He was a monk that traveled to pther martial art schools, then hed drop out to maintain his balaxnce between his desires and whatnot

Hair Color: Blonde and short buzzcut
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 6.2
Weight: 220 lbs
Distinguishing Features: has a scar on his right cheek from a bear attack, three claws going diagonally towards his upper lip, is built but has multiple scars of what seems to be a blade.

Positive Personality Traits: Calm, patient, caring.
Negative Personality Traits: Stubborn, holds grudges.
Skills: mainly proficient with martial based weapons, alchemy, and can handle smgs, and semi-rifles (dmrs)
Weaknesses: insanity, he tends to hear multiple voices when alone.
Hobbies: loves to meditate and do his daily regiment around his monk like studies, and considers the best to make defenses such as traps mainly.

Weapon Of Choice: nine ring blade (for undead.) and a quarter staff (for humans.
Total Number Of Undead Killed (so far): 47
Total Number Of Humans Killed (so far): 0 (ko'd 78)

Background Story: at the time before the apocalypse, he used to fantasize being in the mma, he studied every martial art at the age of 13 at the time. when time came around when he hit 18 he learned over only three martial arts fully and he mainly focused on the chinese art of kung fu and another style known as kenpo, the third he learned was basic known as boxing, he even win over a few belts as well before the apocalypse struck, thats when he continued his way home and grabbed his staff and a few other essentials before he headed off out towards abandoned factory out nearby a few stores ehere he bunkered down for a few years then he had travelled along the open road hoping to find peace for now

Origin/Race.: Demon, Gentleman/hit-man.
cause of death before entering hell: Sent on an impossible contract which technically succeeded after burning the churches, and other religious locations. producing an alarming rate of a constant bloodbath of genocidal and homicidal act, in his contract he was to destroy literally one race, after realizing that he wasn't going to live through it all he decided to infect himself with an odd inducing gas that was like of the nova six project. except added with cyanide which he had grown immune to and had wielded a M19 Winchester, a Modified FAL with a thermal merc x issued attachment giving him the ability to view in 3.25 x to 12 x meters, two Black Combat serrated dragon fang knives. and four Nitro Grenades HE. and Four Gas cyanide type Z grenades. (Nitro Cyanide causing not just nasua and mixed with mustard gas, but an even more slow and painful death that even those in gas masks except those whom wear Special issued Merc X Gas mask can resist. he was shot up after he had noticed that he no where to run after he had killed the final target. despite it not being the end of a race or specific branch of bloodline, he had killed off a Chinese Dictator. his final blow was of a BGM .50 caliber mixed with Hollow point rounds piercing the dragon armor that most would consider literal agile tank armor.

sexuality: Heavy male lean bisexual

Age: 32 but in hell (445 years)
place he lives: Abandoned Factory that made guns for his type of work.
things he enjoys :Cocaine, Cigars, Alcohol (and some others this site forbids certain words.) killing his targets. Fear (gets him either more cash or gets to kill more for those whom think they can betray him.
Dislikes: Fear (despite his enjoyment of it, it also turns him slowly insane to a catastrophic homicidal tendency of whatever his target let alone any whos in the way or hes affiliated with.) Meth, Heroin, Pedophiles, Dictators, Balance, not getting paid or his other enjoyments.
Bio: other than being a hired gun, assassin, etc. he usually enjoys a good club let alone his favored cigar cuban style. if any flavor added itd be blueberry, that or he's enjoying watching gladiators or becoming the champion time and time again in the pit. He also enjoys a good drink such as a mug of Bourbon or a Jug of Rum spiced, here an there his favored taste of a soul covered in Vodka.

Hair length style and color: Short but half way across the ears. (chris redfield styled haircut) Decently Shaggy but styled in a military design. Dark Blue (navy Blue)

Height: 6.4
Weight:235 lbs.
Accent: British Gentleman based.
Color:White.
Eye colors: Black and Blue.
Clothing of choice: Black suit, Blue tie. Blue Tshirt and black jeans. Black Tanktop and blue jeans.
Shoe type of wear: Black classical dress shoes, Black Combat boots, Fighting tape.
Markings: Scar on his chest but nothing disrupted of skin due to reanimation of life in hell. so its a darker spot of skin color looking as if its tan. scars across his arms and shoulders and back from blades and gunfights of nothing but grazes.
Facial hair: sometimes clean shaved but never passed three o clock shadow.
S/O Will go with anyone thats willing to be his which is very rare as he lives on the rule DTA

Relation: Father is Alastor, but he kept that hidden due to his fathers death awhile back, he has vengeance drawn in his veins that if his fathers name is mentioned. He goes on a killing rampage assuming those whom he doesnt know except close friends. Are enemies and had a hand in his murder.

Angel dust: (depend in roles with people.) Husband whom is either deceased or usually doing his job he stays working with. (Most use angel dust with Areto so eh why not)

Cherri: his savior, despite how other rps with Areto and cherri go, usually they protect eachother as if they adopted eachother as brother n sister, but sometimes other rps act as if they go together.


Others are unknown until a certain amount of times given.

Terminator based character
Model: T-800 CYbedrine model mixtured of 101 and 102.
Abilities:liquid formation, can disguise as any human or living organism, regenerates, high speed, and a tank.
Weakness, lava. No emotions.
It does have the full abilities of a male but if in a ero based situation (whichll be rare) it does have the parts. Major strength: it can change its voice to manipulate. Name: unknown

Target: Will either be you to defend or kill, depending of your actions or if you wish of a certain role.

Objective :mainly to finish any mission given.

Age: mid 30's.
Eye color: Blind.
Height: 6.4
WWeight: 230
Style of cclothing: Jeans an Native American torso wear.
Weapons of choice: A hunters to military knife.
Hair: long an black.
Bio: Turok was known to be the night eagle only because of his eyesight, others asked why not the name of the blind eagle but yet he never responded about it. Lately of his fair share of hunting for not sport but forchis ancestors, he fought off the evil thst lurkes around an it is doing so once again.. His job is far from over..

Dean's appearance: Short brown hair, blue eyes, an has one scar over his left eye, muscular looking. Has no beard an has a lip piercing aka snake bites an spider bites. His tattooes are on his chest showing a heart breaking through his skin as its fully detailed, along with a skull busting out of it. His back tattoo is a big cross upon his upper spine down to his lower back he usually wears a dark green tank top an black jeans

Race: vampirism. White.
Age.: 28 (just bitten)
Weight: 280.
Bio: its all just beginning. (Probably wont actually give him one.