Post by quill on Nov 9, 2024 14:23:15 GMT -5
Jerry Crocker
Name:Jerry Crocker
Other Names: Tiny
Epithet: None
Height: 6'6
Build: Wide Brick Wall.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: Martial Arts Student
Bounty/Rank:
Total X-Poinz: 400
Used X-Poinz: 400
{Full XPz Breakdown}
Earned X-Poinz Record:
+400 (Starting XPz)
-50 (Sharp Maple Kick!)
-50 (Oak Root Sweep!)
-50 (Redwood Palm Thrust!)
-75 (Gouged Petunia)
-75 (Bashed Cactus)
-100 (Agility Aspect ★)
Aspect Voucher Record:
+3 (Starting Aspect Vouchers)
-3 (Strength ★|Speed ★|Stamina ★)
Remaining Aspect Vouchers: 0
Technique Voucher Record:
+? (Voucher Source)
-? (Name of Technique, Equipment, etc)
Remaining Technique Vouchers: 0
Earned X-Poinz Record:
+400 (Starting XPz)
-50 (Sharp Maple Kick!)
-50 (Oak Root Sweep!)
-50 (Redwood Palm Thrust!)
-75 (Gouged Petunia)
-75 (Bashed Cactus)
-100 (Agility Aspect ★)
Aspect Voucher Record:
+3 (Starting Aspect Vouchers)
-3 (Strength ★|Speed ★|Stamina ★)
Remaining Aspect Vouchers: 0
Technique Voucher Record:
+? (Voucher Source)
-? (Name of Technique, Equipment, etc)
Remaining Technique Vouchers: 0
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Personality
Gullible
Slow..?
Peaceful
Philocalist
Impulsive
Personnel File
}Personality
Gullible
It's no secret that Jerry Crocker is a very gullible guy. While this aspect is most obvious in all things referring to his adored Mr. Gold, Jerry is still prone to believe almost anything he's told as long as it is said with a serious tone. Needless to say, such gullibility has gotten him into trouble more than once.
Slow..?
Jerry takes a while to think. A while to react. A while to understand. Difficult concepts will simply not compute with him, long drawn out plans forgotten by step five. Simply put, the man is a bit mentally slower than the average person in a noticeable yet not-too-severe manner. Although, this 'slowness' is simply nonexistent during combat and training.
Peaceful
Ironically enough. Although Jerry is a deeply talented combatant who does enjoy combat as a sport, he loathes pointless, hostile violence as a whole - to the point where he'll promptly fight with everything he has to stamp out such hostility.
Philocalist
A term meaning 'Lover of Beauty', Jerry adores beauty in all of its forms. From a small and colorful caterpillar, a pretty butterfly, a flower, a tree, a person. Anything he finds beautiful he enjoys staring at and admiring, much to the unsettlement to whatever he might wind up staring at. Such a love for beauty goes deep enough to drive him to violence in the name of protecting something he fancies.
Impulsive
Owing to the slowness of his rationality, Jerry is deeply prone to acting on emotional impulse before giving anything much thought. For both the good and the bad, one shouldn't expect Jerry to be capable of handling himself calmly and rationally on his own. Thankfully, owing to his peaceful and gullible nature, he is usually quite easy to handle as long as one remains kind and patient.
Appearance
No matter what he once was, what is left of Jerry Crocker now is certainly not of conventional beauty.
As a whole, Jerry's entire body is a mess of scars both young and old, mixing a litany of cuts and burn scarring upon his skin. This, of course, does not hide the fact that the young man is both incredibly tall for the average human (obviously not counting the outliers) as well as built like a muscled, tall tank.
Jerry's face is, sadly, the most disfigured part of his entire body. Completely hairless thanks to the fire, nothing hides the mangled state in which the cremation of the Grey Terminal left his face, covered in jagged cuts. The fire, for its part, left his skin rugged and wrinkly, burned his nose away and most of his lips.
As such, sadly aware of how his appearance affects others around him, the young man takes to all sorts of outfits that cover most if not all of his body, including masks and hoods.
Currently, under guidance of the gracious Mr. Gold, this choice of outfit has been taken to the logical extreme by covering his face in a red skull mask that surprisingly accentuates the young man 's bright blue eyes, a black cowl attached to the mask that drapes over his shoulders and chest, spiked shoulder pauldrons and a cloak that drapes over the entirety of his body, all the way to the ground. Under it, of course, he still wears pants - black pants with which he chooses to pair with high leather boots in which he tucks his pants.
As a whole, Jerry's entire body is a mess of scars both young and old, mixing a litany of cuts and burn scarring upon his skin. This, of course, does not hide the fact that the young man is both incredibly tall for the average human (obviously not counting the outliers) as well as built like a muscled, tall tank.
Jerry's face is, sadly, the most disfigured part of his entire body. Completely hairless thanks to the fire, nothing hides the mangled state in which the cremation of the Grey Terminal left his face, covered in jagged cuts. The fire, for its part, left his skin rugged and wrinkly, burned his nose away and most of his lips.
As such, sadly aware of how his appearance affects others around him, the young man takes to all sorts of outfits that cover most if not all of his body, including masks and hoods.
Currently, under guidance of the gracious Mr. Gold, this choice of outfit has been taken to the logical extreme by covering his face in a red skull mask that surprisingly accentuates the young man 's bright blue eyes, a black cowl attached to the mask that drapes over his shoulders and chest, spiked shoulder pauldrons and a cloak that drapes over the entirety of his body, all the way to the ground. Under it, of course, he still wears pants - black pants with which he chooses to pair with high leather boots in which he tucks his pants.
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Gold Style!
Focus: All-Rounder Unbeatable Combat! Whatever looks cool.
Description: A most marvelous martial artstyle, a jack of all trades and master of all, invented by one of the - if not the - greatest Master of our time, Mr. Gold!
Such is the way Jerry would describe the style. In actuality, the Gold Style is an out-n'-out scam invented by disgraced """Martial Artist""" Julius Green, now under the moniker of Mr. Gold in an effort to sell recordings of all sorts of impractical, cool-looking moves and pass them off as legitimate techniques- all to cover expenses due to the millions of belli owed to various unsavory groups. The fact that Jerry Crocker is even capable of using said moves to actual effect is nothing short of a miracle, with each new move taught being something Julius Green comes up with on the spot to keep his prodigy student occupied.
Combat Data
}Fighting Styles
Gold Style!
Focus: All-Rounder Unbeatable Combat! Whatever looks cool.
Description: A most marvelous martial artstyle, a jack of all trades and master of all, invented by one of the - if not the - greatest Master of our time, Mr. Gold!
Such is the way Jerry would describe the style. In actuality, the Gold Style is an out-n'-out scam invented by disgraced """Martial Artist""" Julius Green, now under the moniker of Mr. Gold in an effort to sell recordings of all sorts of impractical, cool-looking moves and pass them off as legitimate techniques- all to cover expenses due to the millions of belli owed to various unsavory groups. The fact that Jerry Crocker is even capable of using said moves to actual effect is nothing short of a miracle, with each new move taught being something Julius Green comes up with on the spot to keep his prodigy student occupied.
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Stronger than an Ox!
Tier ★
Summary
Faster than a Gazelle!
Tier ★
Summary
Tougher than a Wolf!
Tier ★
Summary
Nimbler than a Chimp!
Tier ★
Summary
Aspects
}Stronger than an Ox!
Tier ★
Summary
Mr. Gold's genius shines through with Jerry's strength training. Between carrying heavy bags, breaking down walls - first with tools then his fists - and even lifting several bad people at once! (Julius Green had Jerry act as muscle for some raiding pirates to pay off his outstanding orange vodka debts.)
Faster than a Gazelle!
Tier ★
Summary
Like expected, Mr. Gold's immense IQ shows itself when he had his student chase down all sorts of speedy beasts to improve his own speed! As a show of his incredible kindness, one of his 'assistants' would even give Jerry some pocket money! (Julius Green made Jerry chase down and hunt protected species for the purposes of smuggling. The assistant was the middleman who paid Jerry for his work.).
Tougher than a Wolf!
Tier ★
Summary
To practice his stamina in a way that would challenge him, Mr. Gold once again displayed his wisdom by having his student run for as long as possible, as fast as possible, with him on his back, all to make the boy tougher! (Julius Green used Jerry as an impromptu-horse to help him run away from the Twirl-Stache Gang).
Nimbler than a Chimp!
Tier ★
Summary
Finding his student's agility to be sorely lacking Mr. Gold, in his endless kindness, taught his student basic stretching exercises, followed by a thorough drilling into acrobatics and aerobics! (Julius Green, for once, actually intentionally taught his student something.)
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Name: Sharp Maple Kick!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★
Description: The most basic special technique of the Gold Style, the user launches himself at the enemy, slamming the heel of their foot in a spinning axe kick! In truth a jumping pirouette taught by Julius, unintentionally massively twisted by Jerry into something dangerous.
Name: Oak Root Sweep!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★
Description: Made to topple even the most solid of opponents, the user supports his entire weight on one of his hands, using both strength and agility to perform a quick, vicious sweep! In truth, a twisted breakdancing hand spin that relies on Jerry's strength and agility to even be possible.
Name: Redwood Palm Thrust!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★| Speed ★
Description: Aware of how some opponents' stances can be incredibly tough, this mixture of a rapid jab and a palm thrust is focused on pushing and unbalancing the opponent over damaging! In truth, it was nothing more than a simple palm thrust that Julius Green thought 'looked cool'. Jerry's practice and prowess made it work.
Techniques
}Name: Sharp Maple Kick!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★
Description: The most basic special technique of the Gold Style, the user launches himself at the enemy, slamming the heel of their foot in a spinning axe kick! In truth a jumping pirouette taught by Julius, unintentionally massively twisted by Jerry into something dangerous.
Name: Oak Root Sweep!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★
Description: Made to topple even the most solid of opponents, the user supports his entire weight on one of his hands, using both strength and agility to perform a quick, vicious sweep! In truth, a twisted breakdancing hand spin that relies on Jerry's strength and agility to even be possible.
Name: Redwood Palm Thrust!
Aspect(s):Agility ★|Strength ★| Speed ★
Description: Aware of how some opponents' stances can be incredibly tough, this mixture of a rapid jab and a palm thrust is focused on pushing and unbalancing the opponent over damaging! In truth, it was nothing more than a simple palm thrust that Julius Green thought 'looked cool'. Jerry's practice and prowess made it work.
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Name: Cleaved Begonia
Aspect(s): Agility ★| Speed ★| Rankyaku ★
Description: One of the Gold Style's secret techniques, the user strikes the opponent with a cross-chop at such high speeds that it releases a short-ranged bright shockwave capable of cleaving through solid stone. Julius Green intended the cross-chop he taught to be a cool-looking move that would keep Jerry entertained for a while. He has no idea how Jerry can somehow cut with it.
Name: Bashed Cactus
Aspect(s): Strength ★| Speed ★| Soru ★
Description: One of the Gold Style's secret techniques, the user charges into the opponent to perform a shoulderbash. Unknowingly tapping into a Rokushiki technique, the bash is not only incredibly fast, its acceleration is incredible as well. Julius Green only taught him how to do a simple shoulderbash. He has no idea how Jerry charges so quickly.
X-Techniques
}Name: Cleaved Begonia
Aspect(s): Agility ★| Speed ★| Rankyaku ★
Description: One of the Gold Style's secret techniques, the user strikes the opponent with a cross-chop at such high speeds that it releases a short-ranged bright shockwave capable of cleaving through solid stone. Julius Green intended the cross-chop he taught to be a cool-looking move that would keep Jerry entertained for a while. He has no idea how Jerry can somehow cut with it.
Name: Bashed Cactus
Aspect(s): Strength ★| Speed ★| Soru ★
Description: One of the Gold Style's secret techniques, the user charges into the opponent to perform a shoulderbash. Unknowingly tapping into a Rokushiki technique, the bash is not only incredibly fast, its acceleration is incredible as well. Julius Green only taught him how to do a simple shoulderbash. He has no idea how Jerry charges so quickly.
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Background
}In terms of abject poverty, one would be hard-pressed to find much of anything worse than Goa's Grey Terminal. For one to survive, it is costumary for people to spend every waking hour of their lives rummaging through the endless sea of garbage for anything useful, sellable or remotely edible. Others, of course, chose to join criminals for the chance at something resembling safety, much like the ever notorious Blue Jam and his men. Everyone does what they can to survive, such is their fate.
Jerry Crocker, of course, was part of such life. Never having been a particularly intelligent specimen, even from youth, the boy more than compensated for his lack of mental faculties with the sort of physical constitution that rivaled the average adult male, before his age even hit the double digits. The sort of simple routine: wake up early, eat whatever scraps one can rummage, at least 16 hours of rummaging, eat (if possible), sleep and repeat. A miserable life, yet a life all the same. The only life the boy knew.
The only life he lost.
Like the rest of the people of Grey Terminal, their lives were worth less than nothing in the face of nobility. And as such, once news of a visiting Celestial Dragon hit the kingdom, Grey Terminal and all within it, save for those quick enough to escape - or lucky enough to run across the Revolutionary Army's ship, burned.
Jerry Crocker had no such luck. Too young to keep up with his parents, the child found himself unceremoniously left behind as the silhouettes of those who had thus far worked os hard to raise him faded behind the walls of fire that stopped him from following. Fire surrounded him. Enveloped him. Embraced him.
Yet the flames did not kill him. The unbreathable air did not kill him. The toxic fumes of so much waste burning away did not kill him. Whatever the reason may have been, though the child lost consciousness as flame took him, he still woke up next morning. In no particular pain, though not let off easy either.
The child was disfigured. Mangled beyond repair, a mass of cuts and burns that created an unsightly mess, unaware of its own appearance. Yet his life went on, a lonely one now, adapting to the newly-gathering garbage and the newly-gathering people. The Grey Terminal was a constant after all, as long as people kept dumping their garbage. And as such, in his loneliness, the boy found comfort in a set of Tone Dials, unceremoniously dumped out, containing the teachings of a 'Mr. Gold'.
What talent. What brilliance! His message was so motivating, his voice had such strength behind it, the moves he'd describe were like anything he could ever imagine! With passion inflamed in the heart of a boy who had resigned himself to fate, the saintly words of Mr. Gold motivated the boy to pursue not just the mystery of his survival, but the fate of his parents. Surely they had escaped, they left him behind to run faster.. which means they're around!
And after playing the part of a stowaway more times than he'd like to admit, the child did eventually make it to Gold's Dojo. The dojo where he learned and grew from the greatest martial artist to ever live, the man who never gave up on poor foolish Jerry even when he kept screwing up his teachings!
Now, at a ripe adult age, the boy set off with a new outfit and new confidence in his success, knowing that as long as he keeps the teachings of Mr. Gold to heart, there is no way he can fail.
Jerry Crocker, of course, was part of such life. Never having been a particularly intelligent specimen, even from youth, the boy more than compensated for his lack of mental faculties with the sort of physical constitution that rivaled the average adult male, before his age even hit the double digits. The sort of simple routine: wake up early, eat whatever scraps one can rummage, at least 16 hours of rummaging, eat (if possible), sleep and repeat. A miserable life, yet a life all the same. The only life the boy knew.
The only life he lost.
Like the rest of the people of Grey Terminal, their lives were worth less than nothing in the face of nobility. And as such, once news of a visiting Celestial Dragon hit the kingdom, Grey Terminal and all within it, save for those quick enough to escape - or lucky enough to run across the Revolutionary Army's ship, burned.
Jerry Crocker had no such luck. Too young to keep up with his parents, the child found himself unceremoniously left behind as the silhouettes of those who had thus far worked os hard to raise him faded behind the walls of fire that stopped him from following. Fire surrounded him. Enveloped him. Embraced him.
Yet the flames did not kill him. The unbreathable air did not kill him. The toxic fumes of so much waste burning away did not kill him. Whatever the reason may have been, though the child lost consciousness as flame took him, he still woke up next morning. In no particular pain, though not let off easy either.
The child was disfigured. Mangled beyond repair, a mass of cuts and burns that created an unsightly mess, unaware of its own appearance. Yet his life went on, a lonely one now, adapting to the newly-gathering garbage and the newly-gathering people. The Grey Terminal was a constant after all, as long as people kept dumping their garbage. And as such, in his loneliness, the boy found comfort in a set of Tone Dials, unceremoniously dumped out, containing the teachings of a 'Mr. Gold'.
What talent. What brilliance! His message was so motivating, his voice had such strength behind it, the moves he'd describe were like anything he could ever imagine! With passion inflamed in the heart of a boy who had resigned himself to fate, the saintly words of Mr. Gold motivated the boy to pursue not just the mystery of his survival, but the fate of his parents. Surely they had escaped, they left him behind to run faster.. which means they're around!
And after playing the part of a stowaway more times than he'd like to admit, the child did eventually make it to Gold's Dojo. The dojo where he learned and grew from the greatest martial artist to ever live, the man who never gave up on poor foolish Jerry even when he kept screwing up his teachings!
Now, at a ripe adult age, the boy set off with a new outfit and new confidence in his success, knowing that as long as he keeps the teachings of Mr. Gold to heart, there is no way he can fail.
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