NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Assington, Jerry did not speak to Gus. He was just thinking to himself. Moreover, I have spoken with Mikatopia, and he has agreed to let Jerry have a history steeped in violence Gus would not match. Go ask him.

OOC: I see. I'll make the edit then. Although "..." usually signify speach. Don't underestimate Gus either, he is known for his acts of extreme violence when the need arises.

OOC: Ok then, this is Jerry's stats, just to make sure you are clear on Jerry's stand:

Name: Jericho Nighthawk (Jericho Kane)
Age:18
Sex:M
Fighting Style: Brazilian Jujitsu + Street fighting.
Credentials: Best fighter in Ruby High's neighbourhood. In his past, used to be the most feared gangster amongst the neighbourhood's criminal underworld, because of his unparalleled fighting skills. First appeared 6 years ago, named Jericho Kane. Nicknamed "El Nino" (little boy), since he was only 15 at the peak of his notoriety, but also to do with his 'force of nature' description most people have of him. Once fought single-handedly against 50 people in a warehouse.....and won. Never caught by the police but once, nor was there any evidence that he took part in any criminal activity.....but still there's no doubt amongst the neighbourhood he was once one of the worst in history. Used to be the right-hand man of the local Ciceroni gang boss. Disappeared from the limelight 2 years ago, after the local Ciceroni gang mysteriously got massacred.
History: Was arrested by police after Ciceroni massacre 2 years ago, and sent for counselling. Truth was, Jerry's dad, a languishing street thug ignored by his more illustious son, gang raped and killed Jerry's girlfriend, leading Jerry to totally lose it and turn his dad into a vegetable, as well as being the one who killed the Assingtonian Ciceroni gang, although no one knows that, not even Il Duche. Counsellor was Mrs. Adeline Nighthawk. Soon after, Jericho was 'tamed', and the Nighthawks adopted him, so he bears the "Nighthawk" family name today.
Personality: Scarred by his past, but tries not to show it. Nowadays, is a very cool, calm character. Cold and aloof, even arrogant, towards challengers, but has a soft spot for girls. Very well-mannered, but usually quite daring if he feels there's a point to be proved. Displays a righteous streak, motivated in part to a need to set right the wrongs he did.

One more thing, i think it's time we get new RPers into the mix.

OOC: Point taken. I don't plan on Gus getting in Jerry's way anyway.

Anyone that would like to participate is welcome to enter the RP at pretty much anytime.

IC: Gus sat in a corner with some random girl he had picked up. Even though he was a rather menacing figure, he did well with the ladies when he put his mind to it. He whispered something into her ear which caused her to giggle and slowly move upstairs.

Gus grinned back at her then moved back into the kitchen where he had seen that new guy. He decided that guy could be useful for future plans. Standing before him, Gus towered over the guy, but he wasn't going for an intimidating effect and decided to stoop a little.

"Hey, I'm Gus."

Mickey and the girl, Jane, came back downstairs. Immediatly Jane's friends swarmed around her and began asking what happened. Jane merely smiled.

Mickey moved over to Ethan and grinned his classic grin, "Hey you're the gay guy aren't ya? The one with the dad in the Navy right? " He noticed Ethan about to explain and he held up his hand ," I'm kidding, I know all about you Ethan Pratt."

He noticed Ethan about to speak again, "My family has made a few," He grinned slyly, "deals with yours. And now I want to make one with you. Before you say anything, listen to this: this will clear the rumors away, you will be respected and feared througout Ruby High...interested?"

OOC: Ramadoon, this would be your que.

OOC: Revival attempt due to boredom.

IC: Gus stood within the courtyard of the school, a long blade in each hand. Surrounding him were three large jocks, one bearing a small flick knife, the other a spanner and the last a hand spade. Normally Gus would have pondered on the odd assortment of weapons, but his hangover meant he had to keep all concetration on staying in one piece.

A few swipes and jabs were exchanged, resulting in no hits. Gus could tell they were probably more drunk than he, yet he had learnt many times that even a drunk man is a dangerous man. As the one armed with the spade moved behind to strike at the head, Gus spun around and unleashed an arc of steel upon his exposed arm, drawing blood immediately.

OOC: New participants welcome.