ACRONYM Character Registry.

[Fan]

Name: Dante Hiyama

Hair Color: Dark brown, complete with manly sideburns that give his face a rather rugged look, no beard though.

Occupation: Former Ace Pilot, now signed up as the number 1 candidate for a certain project.

Description: Tall, and leanly built with biceps that look like you could place a quarter in them, and shoot them out like bullets, he leaves his hair in it's natural state, not bothering to fuss with it thus resulting in a "wild" look. He has deep brown eyes that are slightly bordering on black near the iris, and usually wears loose fitting clothing off of duty ranging from jean jackets with a white undershirt, and blue jeans, to black pants, and a button down shirt if it's a special occasion... you'll never catch him DEAD in a suit though.

Personality: Rather lackadasical, he sees even his profession of being an Ace Pilot as nothing more than a game, something new to challenge him, and push him forward to new heights, he has even been caught antagonizing the inner city mafia just so they would send some guys to his house so he could have some "Fun" one weekend. Needless to say, this man is a psychopath, but he's a dead loyal one, refusing failure even if it would cost him his life.

Abilities:

Jeet Kun Do Master: Ever since he was a young boy, Dante has been all but homicidal, and bent towards the fight, and the feel of his blood boiling as he smashed a mans face in. He found the almost impossible to read, and deadly style of Jeet Kun Do to be perfect for his desired fighting style. Many years later, he is now licensed to be an instructor... if he'd ever find anyone willing to take a beating to learn it.

Ace Fighter Pilot: Saying that he's an Ace would be an understatement, calling him merely an ace is like calling an Olympic Figureskater merely a person with fancy footwork.. What he does with a fighter jet, his few surviving enemies have called an art form, every move, every barrel roll.. is like some sort of symphonic dance, never pausing, never stopping, and always pursuing it's goal.


Quick Thinker: Despite his rather brawny appearance, it takes quite the brain to both master a martial art, and fly a fighter jet like he does. Dante is able to quickly adapt to situations, a most for any would be ace fighter pilot, or anyone who frequently gets involved in street fighting.

[Jayngfet]

Name: George Davis
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 32
Alignment: Lawful Good
Occupation: Formula 1 racer
Appearance: Coppery skin, shoulder length dark red hair, Ultramarine blue eyes, well maintained pearly white teeth, a scar from his left cheek halfway to his nose. He usually wears a blue and black track jacket and aviator sunglasses. His figure is fairly average, not too fat, a bit more muscle than average due to maintaining his body.

Personality: Serious, and somewhat stoic. He worked hard to get where he is, making sure everything was right in his life. He's a bit of a control freak, though he's trying to fix this.

Equipment and Abilities

Eagle Eyes: His eyes are almost as close to perfect as the human eye can get. He can catch sight of an object in the distance and plan accordingly if it's a hazard

Master reflexes: Training and experience on the racetrack, combined with a rough childhood has taught him when to duck and dodge. Combined with his vision, he can see objects in the distance and move to dodge or minimize damage in a vehicle, relatively slow projectiles, and normal punches and kicks.

Pro Racer: More than a decade of experience and practice have yielded their reward. In a land vehicle he's a veritable master, able to judge how fast it can go reliably, how well it can turn, how much damage it can take, and what needs work, though he's no mechanic and can't fix it himself.


Backstory: Growing up to immigrant parents in a rough area, he worked as hard as he could in school to get out of it. His comfort during this time was racinig. He'd read any racinig book or magazine he could get his hands on, memorize every sort of car he could learn about, and work every day towards his goal. Years later he'd finally achieve his dream, becoming one of the best of the most extreme formula one race tracks and having a strings of successes, when not first still doing well.

One day a mad rival racer hired out an assassin to remove the competition. He saw the gun moments before drawn and dove into the crowd, headbutting and kneeing the would be gunman as he wrenched the gun away. This perception combined with his vehicular skill attracted the attention of a certain program...

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