Post by Craig Whay on Feb 5, 2007 22:36:54 GMT
The Evil Master-Mind
We Shout out: Lexi!
You Live: The U.K
You have walked the earth: 14 years
We Can Moan at you: Pm please x
Your other Character's: Headmistress
The Pupet On it's last string
Full Name: Craig Tino Whay
Age/Grade 16 2nd Year
Birthdate: 17th August
Gender: Male
Birth Country: Italy
Appearance:
Craig's an interesting young man, just average at first glance. Perhaps above average in height, a little scrawnier than most guy's his age or perhaps the type to slip away into the shadow's. He was good at not being noticed and that's what made him so good at what he used to do. Back In The Day.
He had learnt to use his features cunningly, taking them as an advantage more than anything. There were high expectations and to earn the respect of everyone, you had to do something daring. Bold or something so damn stupid, it could kill you. At first glance, Craig's eyes looked like a young gentleman's should! Warm, inviting and pleasent. The crystal blue eyes always carried a slight twinkle in them that made him. Although, if you happened to take a closer look, really look into his eyes you'd see that was all a lie. If you took the time to notice, you would see the boy who had grown up way before his time.
To Craig his smile was his best assest by far. A smile could disguise so much, change the perception of someone greatly. And in the game, trickery was taking it one step further. A smile came in hand for numerous thing’s A cheesy grin to passers by, a short smile to avoid sspicion. Or a pleasant grin when offering someone help. But that smile would vanish when he had to strike, strike when the oppenent least expects it. Least expects you.
Craig could be described as handsome, hott or anything else but he hadn't really been into girls that much back home. Mainly because he knew what some of the guys did to them. Craig certainly didn't want that to happen. Sure, the tall blonde had attracted attention. As ever much he was tempted, he never let anyone get close to him. He couldn't let anyone get close to him.
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Personality:
Craig acted the hard uncaring dude, who enjoyed his drinks and a smoke every now and again although that was a cover. A cover for who he should have been, who he was or who he would hopefully be. The teen, had a short temper when it came to some idiotic moron with an eager bigger than his head however when it came to a girl he was a big time softie. Mainly because of what he had witnessed at home, he never could let that happen.
Craig had a bit of a split personality. When he had his gaurd up he was aggressive, quick witted and the classic bad boy. When it was down, he was the caring sensitive dude who could give you advice like no other. But he couldn't let anyone get too close to him, he never had. You don't need friends and girlfriends to get in the way of things... they just ruin your chances of succes.
Goals & Fears:
(*) To keep his secret's secret.
(*) That someone would discover his past.
(*) Become the person he was supposed to be.
(*) Aquire vengence for his brother, eventually.
Why you were sent here: Gang member, possesion of illegal substances, assualt, man slaughter, GBH, Grand theft auto, theft, robbery.
History:
Craig was the middle child of the family, he had an elder brother and a younger sister. Being the middle child, he was always the 'dissapointment' of the family, which quite frankly, pissed Craig off. When he was around 7 or 8, his father lost his job and became an alcoholic. he abused his mother until he was arrested when his mother nearly died in hopsital. Since then, Craig and his elder brother went off the rails per say.
Leo, Craig's brother, joined a gang a year or so before Craig did. They were dubbed the most viloent and dangerous gang in there area, a title they loved to live up too. Craig soon became one of the best, he was the youngest by a fair few years, which was another asset to him. He was picked for robberies and small thefts ebfore working his way up to the big top.
So 11 months ago, St.Maritz saw It’s biggest gang war in 17 year’s, it was also a day Craig would never forget. Never. It was the night Craig grew many years older mentally.
That night Craig had been working with his cell, when it all kicked off. First gun shots, screams and fire had alreted them. Immeadietly they had returned to their terriory where everything had already began. Mario was dead, his body a bloody mess like many other’s. But for once, Craig had no idea what to do. A smile couldn’t get him out of the one, their were no small spaces to hide in and their was certainly no running away to be done. Craig was finished.
He battled against many, it seemed they had already been alerted to the blonde teenager as a target. A traget they must destroy. If it wasn’t for his cell, Jensen and his brother he would have surely died. But some died for him and one of those happened to be Leo. Craig had been shot in the lower right of his torso and someone was already on him with a knife, when his brother threw the guy away from him shot him, then found himself being knocked unconcious. Craig had to watch his brother being brutally murdered by his enemies. An image that would forevr burn away in the back o his mind.
Craig was overcome with anger, and beat the pulp out of that that, murderer. Only did he realise when the guy was covered in hot red liquid, did the word hit him. Murderer. He had just murdered someone and he had to do that to many others if he was even gonna make it out of their...
Craig didn’t just suffer physically. The scar on his stomach from the gun. Or the scar’s above his eyebrow and on his shoulder from the knife attack. That was nothing comoared to the mental damage he sustained. The guilt he carried with him everyday. After Craig had recovered, the police instructed Craig’s mother that Craig must leave St.Maritz for his saftey and recomened the opening of the school a perfect oppurtunity for him to turn over a new leaf. So Craig and his younger sister had to leave St.Maritz and move to Letterage. But moving wouldn’t erase the guilt and pain from his brother's death. Craig would never get over that faithful day. And to date, the only person he had ever even spoken to about it was his sister. She was the only one he felt he could trust with it all, they were more than just close.
Parent's:
Arabella Silvie Notrdeme-Whay
Darrius Jeneson Whay
Sibling's:
Ryleigh Whay
Leo Whay (Deceased)
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