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Drake Moldune
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Personal Information
    [/b][/color] O' Hare University
    Year: First Year
    Name: Drake Taylor Moldune
    Past Alias: Jackal
    Date of Birth: July 4th
    Age: 22
    Nationality: American and Canadian
    Ethnicity: Caucasian of Scandinavian decent
    Blood Type: O+
    Height: 6'2"
    Weight: 194 lbs.
    Hair Color: Dark Brown
    Eye Color: Emerald green with a thin and jagged gold ring around the pupil.
    Handedness: Ambidextrous, though he prefers his right side.
    Religious Belief: Questioning Christian
    Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual[/ul]
    Physical Appearance
      [/b][/color] He has a medium build, with a lot fairly noticeable muscles all over his body. He has been through many things after the death of his parents and girl friend, and this has required him to work his body into what it is today. Seeing his body, people would probably describe him as a boxer, runner or swimmer.

      Head: His head is oval shaped, with his face being somewhat slim and his jaw being quite noticeable. He has a cleft chin, which seems to be passed down to all of the males in his family, and his ears fit the rest of his heads size. His eyes are medium width, with the actual iris and pupil taking up a large part of them and making his eyes stand out the most out of everything on his face. His nose is regularly sized, with only a slight upturn at the tip, which defines the rest of his face perfectly. His lips are wide and plump, and his smile could melt anyone's heart. His hair is somewhat short in length, barely going past his ear lobs, and it is always styled in a messy fashion.

      Torso: He has an extremely solid mid-section, with his pectoral muscles being worked to a buffed out position on his chest. His shoulders are wide and rounded, with his back coming down at a nice vee. His abdomen has been worked into a very chiseled six pack. With every movement involving his torso, each muscle becomes visible and flexes to work with these movements.

      Arms: His arms are not as muscular as other parts of his body, but the muscles are still visible even when he isn't moving his arms at all. His biceps and triceps are slightly bulky, but the majority of his power comes from his strong forearms, wrists and hands. What he lacks in strength he makes up in speed and skill.

      Legs: His legs are powerful and bulked out, with just about every muscle being well defined. Even though his legs are very muscular, they are still made for speed. They help him maneuver around obstacles and opponents with ease.

      Feet: His feet are size 13 by the American shoe size standard, which for his height are a little large, but they seem to fit well with the rest of his body none the less.[/ul]
      Apparel & Accessories
        [/b][/color] He almost never wears anything other than a pair of sunglasses on his head, and even wearing those is a rare occasion for him. The only time that he will wear a hat of sorts is when he is attending something formal, and then he will wear a black fedora.

        Upper Body: He tends to wear somewhat stylish shirts for the most part, usually putting on a dark navy blue dress shirt, or even a white one, and rolling the sleeves up past his elbows. He will leave the top two of three buttons alone, letting people see a little bit of his chest in the process. The only time he wears anything more than this is when he attends something formal, and then he will wear a black suit and tie along with everything else. He only wears t-shirts when its raining.

        Lower Body: Unlike his upper body, he tends to wear more casual forms of clothing for pants and such. He can usually be seen wearing a pair of black or faded blue jeans with a leather belt being wrapped around his waist. He will wear a pair of black dress pants if the need arises, and the only time this happens is during some formal event. He only wears shorts when its raining.

        Feet: He has a pair of black and white DVS shoes that he wears nearly every day of his life. He has had them for a few years, but even so they look like they are fresh out of the store. He also has a pair of black leather dress shoes for the more formal occasion, but other than that they just collect dust in his closet.

        Accessories: He has an onyx black Rolex watch around his left wrist that he bought with some of the money that his parents and grandparents had both left him in their wills, as he is the only surviving Moldune family member left other than his brother, whose whereabouts and living status are currently unknown.[/ul]
        Personality and Mentality
          [/b][/color] Drake is a very kind-hearted individual if you can get past his somewhat defensive and closed off personality. He has gone through so many tragic and emotionally scarring things in his past that he has become reserved, and doesn't open up to barely anyone anymore. Even though he is like this, he still tends to go back to his old self, smiling, laughing and being the nice guy that he tries to hide from the people around him. He is often hard to read, because what he shows on the surface, whether it be a smile or scowl, isn't always what he is actually feeling at the moment. Since he hasn't had any people he could call friends for years, he is simply trying to start his life over and forget the past, which for him is harder than it would be for most others.

          Mentality: Sane, though he has gone through periods of heightened rage and even had a split personality in the past. This was all nearly four years ago, and he is still trying to get over the things that he had done while under these rage filled influences.

          Ideal: A place where he can start all over and forget his past would be the best case scenario for him, but forgetting is much harder for him than one would think. If he could stop the nightmares and flashes of his violent ways from entering his mind randomly his life might finally be able to return to normal, or at least more so than usual.

          Belief: He used to be a believer in God and the teachings of Christianity, but ever since the deaths of those close to him and losing just about everything he ever cared about he has started to seriously question if there really is a God. He wonders why, if there truly is an Almighty God, that he lets all of these horrible things happen to the people that believe in him. He hasn't been to church since the deaths of his parents.[/ul]
          Miscellaneous Information
            [/b][/color] Drake has become a smoker over the past few years of his life, though he isn't actually even addicted to the cancer sticks. They have been his only form of comfort for so long, that he simply has continued to smoke even though he really has no reason to do so. He isn't what you'd call a heavy smoker, seeing as a pack of cigarettes lasts him a week, but most people that actually know Drake believe that he has a problem even though he thinks that he doesn't.

            Hobbies: He enjoys going out to the bar and enjoying a few drinks, whether with people he knows or simply by himself. He doesn't drink to socialize for the most part, instead drinking to forget all of the pain that he has caused those around him for so many years. He also likes to go on long walks around whichever city he happens to be living in, usually taking these strolls during the night because of the lack of noise and clutter.

            Favorites Colors: Navy, cobalt, black and gray.

            Favorite Music: Classical, alternative rock, pop and punk.

            Likes: Friends, relationships, the moon, the wilderness, cigarettes and peace and quiet.

            Dislikes: Violence, lies, murder, betrayal, death, his past and seeing his friends get hurt.[/ul]

            Family Information
              [/b][/color] Gabriel Walter Moldune
              Relation: Father
              Status: Deceased

              Name: Renae Elizabeth Moldune
              Relation: Mother
              Status: Deceased

              Name: Nathan Albert Moldune
              Orphan Name: Abel, adding Moldune after learning of his brother and grandparents.
              Relation: Brother
              Status: Unknown, assumed dead.
              Information: Nathan, better known as Abel, was a violent and chaotic orphan who wanted little more than to harm the family that gave him up in the first place. Cold and manipulative, yet calm and intelligent, he made it his duty to ruin his little brother's life upon arrival at Hircine High. After a short fight in the woods outside of San Fransisco, Abel feel off of a cliff as Drake failed to grab his hand. He hasn't been seen or heard from in the past three years.
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              Combat Information
                [/b][/color] E
                Dexterity: B
                Constitution: C
                Wisdom: B

                Fighting Styles: Street Fighting, Isshin Ryu Karate and Kick Boxing
                Years Practiced: SF = 12, IRK = 4, KB = 3

                Description: Drake wasn't a hardcore fighter back in his younger years like most of the other people that you may see around the Chula Vista area, but this doesn't mean that he didn't learn how to defend himself when it came to violence. He never learned an actual form of martial arts before attending Varron Academy, and so he simply taught himself how to fight using everything someone could use in a fight. Punches, kicks, elbows, knees, sweeps and grapples are just a few of the things that Drake would do to fend off his attackers, and his fighting ability would only increase as he trained with Tyler Scott in Isshin Ryu Karate for a couple of months, and then a year later start studying the ways of Kickboxing, though no particular form of it. He still tends to be on the more passive side of the spectrum, but if it calls he will answer with everything he's got.

                Strengths: Because of the very different styles that Drake has learned or put together over the years, he has become quite a diverse fighter in his own rite. He doesn't use any of the styles singularly, instead combining some of the stronger points of all three into his own unique fighting style that revolves around speed and his ability to dodge and counter attacks. Though he has lost a number of fights in his life, he has learned from his mistakes and has become a person that should not be taken lightly in a fight.

                Weaknesses: Even though he has quite the variety of attacks at his disposal, he still isn't exactly the most technically skilled martial artist that you will ever meet. He often leaves himself open to attacks because of his unique style of fighting, and this can lead to some damaging attacks from his opponent if they pick up on this. Also, since he relies mostly on his speed and ability to dodge, he rarely has that much strength behind any of his attacks. He simply wants to hit and get away, doing minor amounts of damage, but over time it will ware his opponent down.[/ul]


                Historical Information
                  [/b][/color] Drake wasn't always the person that people see him as today, but if certain events hadn't happened in his past than he never would have turned into the man he is. He was born into what was seen as a normal family in a small Canadian boarder town with the United States. His father was some sort of business man from the United States, though he never went into too much detail about what he did there, and his mother was a simple waitress at a restaurant in Drake's home town. Though his parents seemed to come from two very different walks of life, the love that developed between the two of them was undeniable, and Gabriel would stay in the small town just to be with his wife and new born child. The strange thing was that Drake's father would still receive monthly checks in the mail from his work place, and though he never let his wife or child know how much he got with each check, it was obvious that it was enough to keep them living comfortably.

                  Drake would grow up with everything that a kid needed to develop both mentally and physically, though he was far from spoiled like most would have expected after seeing how he lives now. His mother was always a little overbearing, and Drake would always try his best to get away from her and live his own life, even at a young age. When he started fourth grade was when Drake started to get into fights, but not because he was a violent child. People didn't like that his father never really talked about himself or his past, and the children around Drake simply took their parents words and turned them on Drake. They would try to beat him up because of his dual citizenship, and he would come home bruised and bloody nearly every other day. Though his mother would ask him who did these terrible things to him, Drake refused to tell either of his parents who was doing this and why.

                  Drake wanted to fight his own battles, even from a young age, always fighting for what he believed in and not letting anyone get away with talking bad about his family. Eventually, Drake would be the one coming up on top after the fights, and the principle of the school knew that Drake wasn't even the one that was starting the fights. He wasn't the type to do so, as he was always more of a pacifist, but the fact that he could take down all of the bullies in the school was still a shock to every one of the staff members. After he finally finished middle school, most of his classmates had grown to respect him for not only his fighting ability, but also for the type of person he was. He would stand up against any form of injustice that came before him, and all of his classmates knew that they would be defended if they were attacked for no reason.

                  Or at least that's what they thought, but Drake would change once junior high came around. He didn't feel the need to simply defend everyone around him, as he came to realize that no one was willing to defend him when he was younger. These people would have to learn how to defend themselves, while Drake kept up with his school work and love life as these things were more important to him than the meaningless fights that happened around him. This would continue for a couple years, but around ninth grade he would break his own little rule for not getting involved in other people's problems. A eighth grade girl was getting pushed around by some of the more violent bullies in his grade, and Drake had been the only one to walk by and witness it. He didn't want to bother with it at first, but when they started to rip her clothes Drake couldn't stand by and listen anymore.

                  He would rush in, for the first time in two years, and take the three guys out that he had so many times in his elementary and middle school years. After they were taken out, he would walk away as the girl cried on the ground, but he would stop after taking about five steps away from her. When she saw him stop, she would push herself up to her feet and rush over to him, hugging him tightly and kissing him like no other girl before had ever kissed him. He returned her kiss with his own, without even a second thought, and from that moment on they were the most noticeable couple in the school. Drake and Kristy were so close, almost too close for such a young couple, but most people knew that their love was of a higher level than everyone else in the town. He had saved her from being raped, and she fell in love with him immediately. After that, Drake went back to defending the students that truly needed help, because he thought it was what he was meant to do.

                  After spending two years with Kristy, his parents decided to take her out shopping for her birthday, while they made Drake stay home and wait for his own little surprise. He didn't like surprised all that much, especially when he didn't believe that there was a reason for them to surprise him with anything, but he would listen to his parents and girl friend and simply wait at home for them to get back. After sitting on his couch for nearly three hours, waiting for them to get home, his cell phone rang with the number of the local hospital. When he picked it up and heard what they had to say, Drake went running out of his house into the rain and ran as fast as he could to the hospital of his small town. As he rushed into the building, his body soaked in rain and tears, he was informed that there was nothing that they could have done. His mother, father and girl friend had all died on their way back from the mall, getting hit by a drunk driver and sending their car rolling down a hill.

                  Drake would sit on a bench outside of the hospital, rain still falling down from the night sky above him, as the look of disbelief never left his face. It was like his entire world had been flipped upside down, and there was no way that it would ever return to normal. Some police men offered to give him a ride back to his house, only to be ignored by Drake as he slowly walked past them. On this day, Drake would become something that he never would wish upon even his worst enemy. He would become a psycho, and the students at his school would be the first to feel the pain that he felt deep inside. The next day at school rumors were flying around about how his parents were drunk and were actually the ones that caused the accident, which was completely wrong but many of the students in his english class seemed to eat it up and spread it around.

                  When Drake was finally confronted about his drunk parents by a group of jocks in the class he lost every sense of sanity and took out all of his pain and rage on the defenseless students and even his teacher. One by one, Drake would beat each student to a bloody mess, until the teacher tried to get him to calm down. This would be the last thing this teacher would ever do, as Drake grabbed onto a nearby chair and slammed it against the side of the teacher's head, sending him into a coma that he would never awaken from. After this incident, Drake was taken away and put in a mental institution to try and get him back to the person he once was. Even though his actions were barbaric and violent, he was never charged with the assault or even murders of the students and teacher that were part of the incident, as he was deemed in a mental state of insanity over the loss of his loved ones.

                  Spending an entire year in the mental institute, Drake had finally calmed down enough to be released back into the community, but his hometown refused to let him back in. Instead, the institute received a letter from Varron Academy stating that Drake would make a fine addition to their school. Though the reasons behind the academy wanting Drake were unclear, the institute had no reason to keep him from transferring there, and so he was. Varron Academy was a lot different from his old school, but the same clicks and personalities were still around to poke and prod at the mentally unstable Drake. A few jocks decided to test his restraint by talking badly about his parents, and the end result was two of them being thrown off of the roof of the school and the third being thrown at the door to the roof access, which was opened by someone that Drake would soon befriend.

                  Tyler Scott, better known as Kyukaku at the time, had entered to see Drake at his worst, or worst at the time, and after a small exchange of blows brought on by Drake the two would talk about his past. Tyler was an understanding person, and even offered to help Drake control the anger within by teaching him the ways of Isshin Ryu Karate. The two of them would train for nearly two months, with Drake picking up on the moves very quickly, but their training would stop as Drake lost control of his anger during one of the sessions. He told Tyler that it simply wasn't time for him to be training with him because there was still a lot of soul searching that he had to do. With that, the two of them would part ways for a time, and Drake would put together a plan to try and infiltrate the infamous group known as The Hand, led by the enigmatic Kvist.

                  His plan was going great, as he even managed to meet with Kvist and came close to entering his ranks without a single hitch, but his plans were interrupted by none other than Tyler. The scene that was in front of his eyes made Tyler believe that Drake was nothing more than a traitor, and the arrival of Tyler's leader Kazuki didn't make things any better for Drake. Kazuki ordered for Tyler to attack the traitor, and since Drake didn't want to blow his own cover he had no choice but to fight back against Tyler. The two exchanged blows once again, but as Tyler came with a devastating punch directed at Drake's head, he would let it make contact without trying to dodge. He didn't wish to fight Tyler, and so the only way to stay on Kvist's good side without hurting Tyler was to suffer a serious attack that would knock anyone out if hit by it.

                  When he awoke, Drake found that he was no longer in control of his own body, and that his inner rage and anger had manifested itself into what most would call a split personality. This malicious entity called itself Jackal, and he reigned terror on the innocent and defenseless students of Varron Academy. Drake would take control of his body for periods of time, and during one point he met the girl that he would share his life with for the next half a year or so. Her name was Tenealle, and she was the only thing that kept Drake from losing what little semblance of humanity he had left. The two would grow extremely close, but it would seem that Jackal had one last thing to take care of before Drake would live happily ever after. Taking control of Drake's body for one final time, he went to where The Hand had planned to stage a massive attack on the group known as Legion.

                  The battle had already been going on for a good amount of time, but Jackal wasn't interested in the main battle that was taking place outside of the burning building. For some reason, he knew that Tyler Scott would be a part of the fight, and so he waited within the building building for his enemy to arrive. When he did, Jackal would throw two daggers at Tyler, one missing while the other plunged into his right leg. After this initial attack, they would fight within the crumbling building, flames and smoke surrounding them at every turn. Finally, Tyler knocked some sense into Drake by sending him through a wall and having a good amount of the ceiling crumble on top of his body. Thinking that Drake was no more, Tyler would exit the building as it started to come down. Little did he know, nor anyone else around the building, that Drake had barely snuck out of the nearby window right before the building collapsed.

                  With Varron Academy closed and everyone he knew or cared about gone from the city, Drake was lost for what he was supposed to do with his life. He had finally escaped the grasp of the demon known as Jackal that had slowly grown within him, but at the same time he had lost the trust of his only friend and the whereabouts of his girlfriend. After searching for clues for nearly a month, he came across a piece of paper on the academy doors that hadn't been there before. It stated that most of the Varron Academy students had been transferred over to Hircine High over in San Fransisco, and so Drake took this information and decided to see if Tenealle and Tyler actually were over there. Getting on the first bus to San Fransisco, he bid farewell to the city that had made him a monster, and then cured him of the anger that he had held within him for so long.

                  As he arrived at San Fransisco, he would make his way over to Tenealle's house first because he didn't want her to think that he was dead. When she opened the door and saw that it was him, they shared their first kiss in nearly three months. They would share with each other the things that happened while they were apart, but their reunion was cut short by the arrival of a man that called himself Abel Moldune. This man claimed to be Drake's older brother, having been orphaned at birth simply because their parents didn't think that they were truly ready for a child at the time. Drake could have cared less about Abel being his brother, as he was spending time with his girl friend, but Abel wouldn't be ignored. After some harsh words were exchanged between the two brothers, Drake began kissing Tenealle once again, but was interrupted as Abel plunged a dagger deep into his own brothers back.

                  With blood all over himself and his girl friend, Drake would slowly slip into unconsciousness as Tenealle held him in her arms and his brother left them with some parting words and a laugh at the scene that he had created. As he awoke from the loss of blood, he found that he was in the hospital with Tenealle sitting right next to him. She said that she loved him, and that she would stay with him no matter the danger that came with it, and he returned her love with a kiss that would be their last. As Drake woke up from the chemically induced a coma, Tenealle was nowhere to be found, and the doctors told him that she hadn't been in for quite some time. Drake was heart broken to hear this, especially after he had finally admitted to falling in love with her, and he knew exactly who was to blame for everything bad that had happened to him since his arrival to San Fansisco.

                  His brother had left him a letter saying that they should meet outside of the city in the woods next to the highway, and Drake was more than eager to end this threat to a peaceful life for him and those around him. Once he arrived, he could see the fresh footsteps of Abel walking deeper and deeper into the woods, and when he finally caught up to him he was standing with his back to a fairly high cliff that overlooked another large lot of trees. With Abel being the only one to say something before the inevitable fight, saying that he would continue to cause Drake hell for as long as they lived, Drake rushed at his brother and the fight would begin. Fists would fly, and blood would be spilt by both sides, until it seemed like Abel would come out on to. He had Drake on his knees as he was about to send a downward kick at the back of his head, but instead of his kick connecting his order legs was swept from beneath his body.

                  The result of this quick thinking attack on Drake's part made Abel tumble over toward the cliff, and even though Drake tried to grab his brother's hand he wouldn't be able to. Abel would pull his hand away with a smile as he fell down the cliff and into the trees below in silence. Drake watched with a look of disbelief as this happened, and even though he didn't hear anything after the fall some part of him still believed that Abel somehow survived. With the sibling rivalry over for now, Drake would exit the forest covered in dirt and blood, as he made his way over to the taxi cab that was waiting for the victor. With nothing else left for him in San Fransisco other than Tyler Scott, who he believed still saw him as nothing more than an enemy, Drake told the driver to head to New York in order to find out more about his past and his father's side of the family that he had never met.

                  Upon arrival to the Big Apple, the first thing that Drake did was look up anything that had to do with his last name. Searching through the phone books, he found that there was some sort of company by the name of Moldune Industries, and so he wrote down the address of the main head quarters and made his way over there as fast as possible. Entering the spinning doors and walking past the guards of the building, Drake demanded to see the owner of the company, showing them his I.D. and saying that there was a chance that he was related to them. The secretary looked at him with a shocked look on her face as she asked if he was Abel, and as he shook his head saying no she let out a sigh of relief. This made Drake realize that Abel had somehow already made contact with these family members before the brothers had met, and he more than likely didn't make a good impression.

                  He was told to go to the elevator and proceed to the highest floor, as that would be where his grandparents would be waiting for him. Looking out the window as the elevator slowly went up the building, Drake wondered exactly what his family was known for, and why his father never told him about the company that his family owned in the States. As the door opened up, Drake was welcomed with hugs by the grandparents that he had never met. They told him that they had heard so much about him, and that they knew that the only reason he went to the mental institution was because he was defending his family name. When he asked what his family did, he was told that the Moldunes owned a number of popular hotels and clubs around New York, and that Drake would one day be the successor to the business. All of this was too much for Drake to take in at once, and so he asked if he could sleep on the information.

                  Spending a night in the V.I.P. suite of the hotel his grandparents personally ran, Drake began to wonder if his entire life had simply been a lie. Did his father want him to have a normal life so he would grow up to be a kind hearted and generous person unlike most spoiled rich kids? He didn't know, but if that was his father's wish it had come true because Drake had become quite the young man, even with the ups and downs of his life. As he went back to talk with his grandparents he was about to tell them something, but the interrupted him by telling him that his father's inheritance was all left to him. Every cent that his father had was now Drake's, and every company that he owned was now under Drake's management. He was about to say that he didn't want to continue the family company, but he couldn't refuse after his grandparents seemed so happy to have him working with them.

                  Drake would spend three full years running the companies that his father had left behind for him, and at the same time he would get daily training in kickboxing in order to advance his know how of fighting and self-defense. He wasn't exactly happy, and many of the people that worked for him didn't respect him because he had not gone through the correct college courses to be running a company of that size. Both of his grandparents had been sick for the past half a year before they finally passed, leaving Drake with the rest of their company and more inheritance. With all of the money that he had been left, Drake knew that there was really no need for him to Be running the company without going to college first. And so he got his two most trusted high ranking employees and told them that they would be running Moldune Industries in his stead while he went the college.

                  The truth of the matter was that Drake hated the company life, and he wanted to live a normal life like he had for the majority of his life. He could remember the good times that he had at Varron, and he wanted to experience them once again. Looking through a number of colleges, Drake's gaze finally stopped on O' Hare University in Chula Vista. Something about this college and the schools that were close to it seemed all to familiar to him, like they were the new Varron Academy or something. Everything seemed too good to be true, just like Varron, and so Drake would apply and get into the University, paying for his first year up front in cash. After buying a house and transportation for getting around San Diego, Drake would get himself set up for the new chapter in his life. Would it be peaceful like he had wanted his life to be for so many years, or will he be sucked back into the drama and chaos that was his past?[/ul]
                  Property Information
                    [/b][/color] A nice house in the more sub-urban section of San Diego. It has one floor, a decently sized basement, and a double-door garage that can fit two vehicles with ease. There are two large bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and dining area and a large living room on the main floor. In the basement, there is a lot of storage and a number of workout machines including two treadmills, two bench presses and a bowflex. The neighborhood is quiet and serene, making it the perfect place for Drake to live peacefully away from the drama that is his life.

                    Roommates: None

                    Cellular Phone: White 32GB iPhone 3.0

                    Transportation: White 2008 Mazda CX-9[/ul]

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