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Name: Kashe (Sounds like cash)
Age: 24
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: black
Weight: 185 lbs.
Height: 6 feet
Weapon:
A wood baseball bat:

A pair of brass knuckles:


He has no armor.
Strengths: Melee in general. Very strong and very fast. He is also good at staying quiet. He can run down a gravel road without making a sound. He can jump REALLY high, and he can do things, like climb trees and hop fences with ease.

Weakness: Completely vulnerable to any sort of "magical" attacks. He also gets tired pretty easily, and he's really scared of the police. He is also really bad at listening to people, so he gets into a lot of trouble.

Skills/Magic: After years of practice, he perfected the "bat throw". I think that that's pretty self-explanatory. Although it’s pretty powerful, he can’t do it for incredibly long distances.

And since he always has a cigarette in his hand, he can burn someone with it, to stun them.
Appearance:(Sorry about the awful drawing)
50% of the time he has a cigarette in his hand. The other 50% of the time there’s one in his mouth. He wears baggy clothing, like sweatshirts and cargo pants. He has long thick black hair. It’s pretty dirty, but he doesn’t even care at all. He almost always has a, sort of "smirk" on his face. He has some of the best shoes that have ever been made. He created them himself, and calls them, "ninja gangstas!" They are completely white, and are incredibly comfortable! He isn’t ripped, but he is kind of buff. He has a 6-pack, and some big biceps, but that’s about it. He wears his hood sometimes, especially if he sees a cop. And for some wierd reason, he has oddly shaped ears.

Personality:
If you are on his side, he is an incredibly likable guy. He is really nice, and will back you up in any fight you ever get into. He is a little self-centered, but just tell him to shut up or something and he'll stop. Most of his friends really like him, but he does get on their nerves when he talks about himself. His life is filled with laughter, but also anger. If you are his enemy, he barely talks to you. He usually just gets up and immediately goes onto the offence.

Biography:
He was born in Sharten. Sharten is the equivalent of Harlem, so yes; he was born in the ghetto. He grew up with his mother and father. Both of them taught him well, and he grew up to be a smart, strong man. He was an only child, but he always wanted to have a brother or sister. He was home schooled, but that’s only because they didn’t want him getting mixed up with gangs. That’s too bad because, he joined a gang anyway.

He was really poor growing up. The only thing that he has owned his whole life is his baseball bat. His father bought it for him, with what little money they had, just so Kashe could play baseball with his friends. Ever since then, he carried that bat with him, everywhere he goes.

Around the age of 15, he was walking down the street, and a man dressed in black came up to him, and told him to give him his money. Kashe looks up, and cracks him in the face with his bat. The man flew back, and Kashe heard a metal object hit the ground. He looked around, and found a pair of brass knuckles. He picked them up, Put them on his left hand, and walked away. Ever since that day, he had two weapons with him at all times.

This is when he started to get into drugs. He mostly smoked weed, but he drank a lot too. When his parents found out, they disowned him. When his father found out, all he said was, "After all we have done to keep you safe, and how hard we tried to give you a good life, and this is the thanks we get? Get out of my house" He loved his parents so much, and they tossed him out like a sack of rotting potatoes. He never stopped loving them. After all, they did get him where he was today.

He used to steal stuff, and he even killed other people. He had no choice. Him nor his family had absolutely no money. He has always hated the police, ever since they put him away for grand theft auto. He was put to trial for murder, but he was found "not guilty". After all of the court dates were over, he quit this life style. He stopped because he knew he couldn’t have a fulfilling life in Sharten, and perused a more normal life, when he moved to Kirkland.

He stopped the killing and stealing, but still has a few "ghetto" traits. Once he moved to Kirkland, he found a dog! He named it "Cent", because, well, his name is Kashe! It’s the only thing in Washington that he really likes. After about 2 years of having that dog, Cent died of some sort of cancer. It depressed him, but he got over it. But every time he sees something that reminds him of Cent, he gets a little watery-eyed.

After that, He needed work. He worked various jobs, but his ability do do what he is supposed to do is keeping him from keeping a good job. No money was coming in. He finally found the NML (The National Melee League). He loved it more then any job he has ever had. He was good at it too! After a few years, he lost his job. He was a minor-league fighter for some sort of fighting organization. He was fired because He never listened to the man who runned the organization, William T. Sponty. He couldn’t afford housing, and he now just roams around looking for friends and money.

He believes in god, but he doesnt look to much into it. He never has been able to. His parents did the best they could to teach him about religion, but they could only do so much.

On the road, he went back to Sharten to beg his parents for their forgiveness. When he walked up to the door, he noticed two piles of flowers on each side of the door. He looked down, and noticed a plaque ingraved into the stoop. "This space is daticated to the memory of Martin and Lucy, proud parents of their son Kashe". He stood there for about 3 hours, staring at the plaque. About three days later, he went to find out what happened. His parents were victims of a gang related murder. All of the murdurers were captured, and sent to jail for life. He decided he needed to live a normal life, and he needed to find money and a job. The only thing that incouraged him to do that was the one line on the plaque, "Proud parents..." So here is where he started his trip to no where. There are only a few things that brought him joy in his life. His parents, his dog, his bat, and fighting.