User:Springheel jak

Springheel Jak

Profile: http://urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1636425

Sex: Male

Age: 27

Race: Caucasian, Irish

Birthplace: Detroit, Michigan

Occupation: Freelancer

Philosophy

	Malhalla
	Jak believes that the city of Malton is actually Valhalla.

	Dual Nature
	Jak supports the Dual Nature Policy.

	Honor Among Thieves
	Jak supports the Honor Among Thieves Policy.

	Rat Tactics
	Survive. Revive. Thrive.

Appearance

An athletic man of Celtic descent, Jak stands at just under six foot tall with spiky black hair flecked with an early gray. His cold eyes burn with a wicked light but there is a broad, yet wry grin on his face as if he finds the whole thing amusing...whatever it is. Jak's skin is the pale color of one who has not seen the sun in some time. His body is completely covered in intricate black tattoos of strange occult symbols and patterns which seem to move if stared at for too long. Jak always wears the same outfit consisting of a black leather jacket and leather pants, heavy boots and a pair of mirrored sunglasses. Around his neck there is an ankh pendant, reminder of the immortality offered through death and rebirth in the city of Malton.

Personality

Already an intensely idiosyncratic individual before the first outbreaks, Jak's troubled psyche was driven further down the path to madness by the chaos of Malton's descent into hell. Originally empathetic and sensitive in nature, this soon gave way to misanthropic nihilism. When Jak was younger he tended towards poetry and the arts, soon after he developed an interest in the occult. He reveled in the reading of classic poetry and rare manuscripts, while his teachers called him 'gifted' in his drawing and painting. However, this essentially romantic nature belied an underlying streak of cynicism which, hidden and unnoticed, slowly ripened to a dark bitterness over the petty cruelty of his fellow man. After the outbreak and subsequent lock down of the city of Malton, this bitterness gave way first to cold indifference, then finally to a macabre amusement as the residents of the city tore each other apart literally limb from limb. Because of this, Jak has the tendency to laugh at inappropriate times. Like when a zombie rapes someone to death with a banana. Despite all of this however, Jak is still fundamentally poetic at heart; if you catch him at the right time you might hear him read from some old book of poetry or play an eerie tune on the small mandolin he keeps in his bag. Jak generally tends towards being quiet, though can be quite polite and friendly when engaged in conversation. Not that this would stop him from hacking you to death with an axe for slighting him, as they say...'its the quiet ones you gotta watch'

History

Jak was born into a hardworking blue-collar family in the dark and dreary town of Detroit, also known as Motor City or the original Murder Capital of the World.

Other

	Reviver
	This user will Revive

	Need someone killed?
	This user is a killer for hire. Need some S.O.B Killed? Call upon this murderer!

Notches

	PK Count
	Springheel Jak has PKed 32 people.

	Kill Count
	Springheel Jak has killed 91 zombies.

Favorite Kills members of pussy ass death cult pH[[1]]

'You say "puede besar mi culo gringo tatuado' 'Yo te mártir en el nombre de su santo"'

"You bring the pumpkin down on Sevilla's head for 2 damage. They die."

'You say "Welcome back Walloon, Ive been waiting for you...Let's celebrate!' 'I saved this bottle of wine from the Splain just for you and me...here have a drink."'

"You break the wine bottle over Walloon's head for 3 damage. They die."

'You say "can the ax boast greater power than the person who uses it?'

'Is the saw greater than the person who saws? Can a rod strike unless a hand moves it?'

'Can a wooden cane walk by itself?” Therefore, Lord, make me unto a tool of thy will'

"You hit LaRomana with your toolbox for 2 damage. They die.

"You hit Sevilla with your toolbox for 2 damage. They die.

"You fire a flare at Cadiz, igniting their clothes for 30 damage. Their flak jacket absorbs 6 points of that damage. They die."