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[axelxmartinez]

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Introduction @redridgeimp​

FULL NAME:  Axel Jose Diego Martinez

NICKNAMES(S):  Axe, Ax, Diablo

AGE:  33

DATE OF BIRTH:  October 30th, 1986

PLACE OF BIRTH:  Red Ridge, Nevada

CURRENT LOCATION:  Red Ridge, Nevada.

ETHNICITY:  Latino. Mexican primarily and his mother was partially Caucasian (European descent), as well as Mexican and Dominican.

GENDER:  Cis male.

PRONOUNS:  He/him/his.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  Bisexual.

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:  quoiromantic

RELIGION:  Atheist.

OCCUPATION:  Owner of Roberto's and Bone breaker for Valencia.

EDUCATION LEVEL:  he dropped out of high school in the beginning of 11th grade. 

EXTRACURRICULAR:  Boxing, lifting weights, playing video games, occasionally reading

LIVING ARRANGEMENTS:  Owns his parents house, a medium sized single family home with 4 bedrooms, an unfinished basement, nothing to brag about on the south side of redridge

SPEAKING VOICE AND ACCENT:  Deep, smooth voice with a hint of a Spanish accent, especially when he's angry. Normally keeps a steady tone, unless he’s really upset about something.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

FACECLAIM: Manny Montana 

HAIR COLOR AND STYLE:  black, shaved short

COMPLEXION:  Brown on the lighter side with neutral undertones

EYE COLOR:  Brown.

EYESIGHT: 20/30 the last time he checked, he probably could use corrective lenses for driving or reading something but he doesn’t bother with it.

HEIGHT:  6’1” or 185cm

WEIGHT:  169lbs or 77kg

BODY AND BUILD:  Muscular, lean, well-defined muscles. 

TATTOOS: tons, he gets them at random and the only theme to them is that they are black and white. The obvious ones most people see are the skull on his throat and the ones on his fingers and hands. (See his pinterest linked at the bottom for more ideas in this area)

PIERCINGS: none, he fights too much to have piercings.

CLOTHING STYLE:  jeans, hoodies, t-shirts, flannels, button down shirts, primarily black for everything. 

DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:  tattoos all over his body, small linear scar on his eyebrow where no hair grows, various scars all over his body - some covered with tattoos and some not. Also wears necklaces and rings, has a few random bracelets made by his nieces and nephews.

HEALTH.

MENTAL DISORDER(S):  ADD is all he’s been diagnosed with, though he likely has an anxiety disorder as well. 

PHYSICAL DISORDER(S):  none

ALLERGIES:  the pollen gets to him in the spring but he just ignores it

SLEEPING HABITS:  insomniac, he sleeps in small shifts between work and whatever he’s doing during the day. 

EATING HABITS:  Axel has a high metabolism so he eats a lot and often, he tends to pick things up while he’s moving around town and keeps protein bars and snacks in his car for in between meals

SOCIABILITY: extroverted introvert, he tends to be around people but doesn’t go out of his way to strike up conversation unless he feels it necessary, knows the person already, or is spoken to first. 

BODY TEMPERATURE:  neutral.

ADDICTIONS:  Nicotine, Caffeine, some would argue he drinks a little too much but he doesn’t think so.

DRUG USE:  Depends on the drug. He smokes marijuana frequently, but anything else is occasionally and he refuses to touch needles or anything made purely from chemicals (i.e. Meth). 

ALCOHOL USE:  Frequently, usually has a drink or two everyday. Sometimes more, sometimes less. He prefers brandy and tequila but also enjoys beer and will always accept a free drink regardless of what it is.

PERSONALITY.

POSITIVE TRAITS:  Hardworking, Efficient, Honest, Strong, Confident, Curious

NEGATIVE TRAITS:  Callous, Insensitive, Secretive, Possessive, Withdrawn, Stubborn

LIKES:  Fighting, good food, drinking, video games, smoking, sex, most things physical, some reading, fire

DISLIKES:  Schools, authority (mainly police), drama, airplanes, inactivity

FEARS: His only fear that he could ever pinpoint was his father.

HABITS: Plays with his fingers, touches his face, staring without talking, smoking, rain

ASTROLOGY:  Scorpio Sun, Sagittarius Rising, Libra Moon

PERSONALITY TYPE:  INTJ

MORAL ALIGNMENT:  Chaotic Neutral

HOGWARTS HOUSE:  Slytherin.

ELEMENT:  Fire

WEATHER: Overcast or Sunny

COLOR:  Black

MUSIC:  Rock, Metal, 90’s hip hop

MOVIE:  Documentaries or Action movies

SPORT:  Baseball and Soccer

BEVERAGE:  Brandy or Tequila

FOOD:  Waffles

ANIMAL: Snake

SEASON:  Summer

FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER: Antonia Martinez (Rodriguez)  

FATHER:  Roberto Martinez, deceased

SIGNIFICANT OTHER:  none

SIBLING(S):  5 younger siblings, names and ages vague for future wc

CHILDREN:  TBD

PET(S): Ball Python named Slinky

PROMPT.

“ROUTINE”: violence tw, death tw

Ever since he was a teenager, Axel has worked at Roberto’s. At his father’s insistence to teach him some responsibility, as the owner, it was common for him to hire his children and other relatives because he didn’t trust anyone. When Roberto, his father, went to prison and was simultaneously killed while there, his business was given to his eldest son. Axel wasn’t very torn up about losing his father, it made his life significantly easier and allowed him to take over the role as head of the Martinez family. Something he’d been well prepared for and while he wasn’t the nicest guy, he wasn’t the psychopath Roberto was. At least, he didn’t think he was. 

With his father gone, his days started with the sun (if he even got to bed the night before). He opened the convenient store, put the money in the till for the starting shift and made sure everything was turned on and stocked from the night before. Once the first shift comes in, he usually heads to the back to double check that everything is locked up and set up for the next shift. After that is usually when he gets word of anything Valencia needs him to do that day. Even though he’s not a soldier anymore, he likes to keep busy so he picks up slack where he can. If not, he starts checking in on his younger siblings and making sure they are doing what they’re supposed to be doing and staying out of trouble. If he doesn’t have anything pressing to get done, he heads to the gym to do his usual workout and possibly some sparring to keep his endurance at peak along with his fighting technique. Afterwards, he hits up Ridge Roasters if he’s going to the North side of town and gets his coffee with a random pastry to go. Otherwise, he heads to Blue Hill Diner for a proper breakfast and chats with the staff there or scrolls through his phone. He heads back to the convenient store if they need him, otherwise he heads home for a nap or just to relax. Most days he can trust his shift supervisors or the manager to finish up the rest of the day at Roberto’s. Only on occasion does he have to cover a shift or go in to change the cash register for a shift. 

By five or six in the evening, Axel crosses the threshold of St. Peters and takes a spot at the bar. If he feels like dinner, he gets something to eat. Otherwise he has a few drinks to pass the time and watches the environment. If he’s lucky, he catches something that isn’t supposed to be happening in Redridge without approval and brings it to a higher up. Otherwise, he wastes some time before Rogue’s opens and he can go watch the fights for the night. By the time it’s his turn to get in the ring, he’s usually itching to start fighting. He’s not one to get excited about much, but once he gets sight of his ‘opponent’ a wide shark-like smile will spread across his face. Axel loves the work he gets to do with Valencia and if he could do more he would. Fighting and getting rid of people was something he specialized in, he was damn good at it, too. If he was lucky, he brought someone home with him at the end of the night. If not, he has another drink and heads back to his house to watch something on the television or, if he’s even luckier, gets a few hours of sleep before he has to wake up and repeat it all the next day. 

“REMINISCENCE”:  violence tw, alcohol tw, blood tw, death tw

“Not everyone gets to just blurt out how the feel about whoever or whatever on a fuckin’ whim, dude.” Axel spoke into his glass, the third brandy making his voice hoarse. Stuck in the reverie that his best friend had pulled from him. That afternoon they’d gotten the news that his father was found dead in the showers that morning. He was out celebrating. That man had never done anything for anyone, nothing good at least and definitely not any of his kids. Axel looked at the brown liquid in his glass and swirled it around. “Remember back in high school, that kid Jake who used to hang around sometimes?” He asked, eyes still on the glass. “We used to mess around or whatever. I was young and stupid.” He shook his head, knowing at twenty-five he wasn’t exactly old but he was a lot older than he was then. “Anyways, it had been a few months and I started talkin’ a big game like I was the boss of my house. My papi didn’t give a shit what I did or who I was with and all that. We stopped at Roberto’s after school to get some snacks or whatever. You know, same shit different day.” Axel paused and let out a slow sigh. The alcohol was getting to his head and loosening his tongue to reveal shit he’d never talked about with anyone. Most people knew his father was a prick that was quick to correct his children with his hands rather than his words, but Axel didn’t ever make it seem like it bothered him. He sure as hell didn’t let on that he harbored a great fear of the man. “We were at the counter paying, right in front of my dad and Jake tried to lean in for a kiss or somethin’ to say thank you or some shit. I just freaked out, I didn’t know what to do because that shit wasn’t goin’ to fly with Roberto Martinez. Not one of his kids. So, I pushed him away and beat his ass bloody right there for all the world to see.” He didn’t want his dad to do it and if he thought for a second that Axel was into guys he would probably shoot him on the spot. Definitely would have gotten rid of him in one way or the other. Even if he still liked girls, too. “My brother had to pull me off of him. I was so fuckin’ scared man, I just kept hittin’ him. He had to go to the hospital and his parents didn’t even press charges, they straight pulled him out of school. I never even saw him again.” Axel finished off his glass and exhaled the burn it left in his throat and chest. “Out of all the people I’ve beat in my lifetime, all the shit I’ve done, man. That’s the only one I regret. But you know the sad part?” He let out a bitter laugh. “If I could go back and do it over, I’d still beat his ass. What the fuck does that say about me?” Axel shut up after that, didn’t even really pay attention to what his friend had to say about any of it. He drowned himself in a bottle and had no idea how he got home at the end of the night. 

BACKGROUND. ( abuse tw, death tw, violence tw)

Born and raised in Redridge, oldest of six children. Some of his siblings still live in Redridge, others have left and spread around the country. He has a large extended family. They live all over the country, Mexico, and South America.

His father was a very strict man and ran his household with an iron fist. He believed his children should be seen and not heard. If one of them were to step out of line, show defiance, or generally make him angry in any way, he normally responded by correcting them physically instead of with words. He owned Roberto’s, which he started before Axel was born. Roberto was also a member of Valencia working up from street rat to lieutenant. He was arrested when Axel was twenty and died in prison when he was twenty-five.

Antonia, his mother, was a reserved woman. She was hard-working and loved her children. However, she listened to her husband and he was the head of the household. When Roberto went to prison, Axel took over the role of head of the household. His mother fell ill in his late twenties and currently lives in an assisted living facility in Redridge. Axel visits her regularly.

As for his siblings, he keeps up with all of them. One attends the community college and he is adamant that they keep up with their grades and continue their education. He keeps in almost daily touch with each and every one of them and adores his nieces and nephews. Whenever he can visit, he makes a point to but hates to fly so it is usually only once or twice a year at most for those who live outside of Nevada. 

School wasn’t Axel’s strong suit. He could never focus and everything just made him feel like he was stupid when he knew he wasn’t stupid. He just wasn’t book smart. So he dropped out right before eleventh grade and worked at Roberto’s. As soon as he was able to, he joined Valencia as a street rat and moved up the ranks to Bone-breaker once he had proven himself. However, he enjoys doing soldier work still so he will pick up any spare jobs if they are available.

As far as romance goes, Axel has never been with anyone long. He enjoys both women and men and their company, but he has a hard time letting anyone past his walls. The few times he has tried, he fucked it up in one way or another. So, he stays single and just holds casual relationships. 

He loves to fight and he is good at making people disappear, getting jobs done efficiently, and intimidation. Axel is very loyal to Valencia.

Currently, he is always on the move. He doesn’t like to be idle for long. So he is either doing work for Valencia or Roberto’s, moving around town, drinking at a bar, eating somewhere, fighting at Rogue’s, at the gym, watching fights, or sleeping in between any of those activities. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

Friends With Benefits/One-night Stands (unlimited): He likes physical activity and touch, he tries to pick people up often and especially after a fight. This could have been happening for a long time or just a night or be brand new. 

Best Friend (0/1): This person knows him better than anyone. They just get him and is likely the only person he’s ever opened up to. 

Close Friends (0/6): These people know him better than most, but he probably has only opened up about one or two things to them. He trusts these people and likes to be around them.

Employees: Anyone who wants to work at Roberto’s

Budding Romance (0/1): could be a fwb that progresses, someone who’s always been around but neither of them made the move to advance it past anything.

Enemies: Self explanatory, but they always butt heads in one way or another. Possibly have fought in the past, but definitely never have anything nice to say about one another.

Past relationships (0/4): People who tried to break through his walls and didn’t get through. Or they just didn’t work out for any multitude of reasons.

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/kitmeowza/c-axel-martinez/

[justxjericho]

BASIC INFORMATION 

Full Name: Jericho Aleksandr Novak

Nickname(s): Jer, J

Age: 29

Date of Birth: March 23, 1991

Hometown: Red Ridge, NV

Current Location: Red Ridge, NV

Gender: cis male

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: homosexual, homoromantic

Religion: agnostic

Occupation: security at the Phoenix

Language(s) Spoken: English

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Noel Fisher

Hair Colour: black

Eye Colour: blue

Height: 5’8”

Tattoos: a lot. “F U C K U - U P” across his knuckles, ‘V’ for Valencia on the side of his neck. See pinterest at bottom for more.

Piercings: none

Clothing Style: grungy, cut off shirts, layered flannels over t-shirts, ripped jeans, old sweatpants, torn hoodies, converse, worn boots, etc. 

Distinguishing Characteristics: tattoos on arms, hands, and neck. He also has a lot of scars from past fights and abuse all over his body including self harm burn marks on his legs. the scars are the worst on his back, which he tries to keep covered for the most part. piercing blue eyes and his face is very expressive. 

HEALTH

Physical Ailments: he has screws in one of his legs and a small metal plate in his head.

Neurological Conditions: C-PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, ADD, Migraines, Insomnia

Allergies: none 

Sleeping Habits: rarely, he gets extreme nightmares so he rarely gets a good amount of sleep. There’s only been one person that he’s been able to sleep decently with and it’s complicated. 

Eating Habits: he loves food, he knows what it’s like to go hungry so he eats whenever he feels like it so he doesn’t have to feel that way again

Exercise Habits: nothing regular, he is always on the move though and does a lot of push-ups and pull-ups 

Sociability: he’s a volatile person, but he’ll talk to anyone and hates being alone

Body Temperature: warm

Addictions: nicotine, caffeine, alcohol

Drug Use: weed, occasional cocaine, has tried other things but nothing stuck

Alcohol Use: daily

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: dependable, energetic, independent, passionate, brave

Negative Traits: stubborn, moody, quick-tempered, aggressive, callous

FAVOURITES

Weather: cloudy or raining, cold

Colour: black

Music: metal and punk

Movies: horror

Sport: boxing or football

Beverage: whiskey

Food: steak

Animal: honey badger

FAMILY

Father: Henryk Novak

Mother: Livia Novak

Sibling(s): Michelle ‘Mitch’ Novak (half-sister), Tommy Novak (deceased half-brother), TBD younger sister

Children: none

Other family: TBD

Pet(s): none, he can barely take care of himself

EXTRA

Zodiac Sign: aries

MBTI: ENFJ

Enneagram: 8 - the challenger

Temperament: choleric

Moral Alignment: chaotic neutral

Pinterest

BACKGROUND

Born to a lower middle class family. His mother had two children from a previous relationship. He was right in the middle, but as a young child he never felt left out. He looked up to his older siblings and protected his younger one.

He was around seven years old when Tommy, his older half-brother, went missing. He didn’t really understand what was going on or the suspicions behind the situation. All he knew was his brother was gone and no one knew where he was. 

About a year later Tommy's body was found. There had already been a shift in the house, his mother was consumed with the media constantly bouncing from television show to public speaking appearances in search of her son. After they found his body and the police did little to nothing, she started her campaign to warn other parents and get real results. His father turned meaner and meaner as time went on. Once Tommy passed he seemed to take that anger and pain out on his remaining children. 

At first, Mitch was there to protect Jericho and Liz. While she couldn't always hide them away she was able to divert his attention away from him and his younger sister for the time she was there. He saw her as his safety and spent many nights asleep on her floor to avoid his father's drunken wrath. An anger he'd never fully understand. But then, all at once, Mitch was gone and Jericho was the main target of his father's rage and mother's neglect.

For years, he endured his household. For a long time, he waited to hear from Mitch. Hoping she would come back and take him and Liz somewhere or at the very least tell him where she went. In the meantime, he focused on protecting Liz and keeping her out of the line of fire. After a few years with not so much of a word and the constant beatings his father delivered to him on a regular basis, he lost hope. 

Around the age of sixteen, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He grabbed what he could and threw it in a backpack. Jer told Liz to do the same and they took off. It was hard, finding food and money and ways to clean themselves and their clothes. They managed, but barely. After a few months of sleeping outside, he ended up bringing Liz to the Redridge women’s center and asked them to help her find a safe place. He explained their home life and left her with a refillable cell phone to contact him if she needed anything at all. It was daunting for him to have to do. The man didn’t have a lot of feelings on the regular, but he hated having to leave her with strangers. She needed the option to go to school, have a bed to sleep in, know when she would get her next meal, and have clean clothes on her back. Some sort of normalcy that he couldn’t offer her surviving out on the streets. At the very least, though, he got her away from the house and to people who could help. He hoped they could and she knew how to get a hold of him if they didn’t. 

After awhile back on the streets, before he had the chance to turn seventeen, he was caught by a member of Valencia when he was trying to get shelter from a storm in one of their warehouses. Instead of tossing him out or killing him on sight, they decided to take him in. From there he became a street rat and eventually a soldier for the organization. Finally he'd found the family and solace he'd always needed. A place to channel all the anger he'd been harboring for years. 

The only thing that changed over the years was his relationships. An on again off again boyfriend he'd known since he was a teenager that knows everything about him. Though he struggles to come out to his fellow soldiers in fear he'd be rejected by them and back on the street. A source of turmoil between him and the other. 

He kept in contact with Liz, though tried to keep her away from Valencia in hopes she'd have a somewhat normal life. Recently, he's heard rumors of a journalist in town with a strong resemblance to Mitch but he'd yet to cross paths with her. He didn't know what he would say if he did or if he'd just turn and walk away like she did to him and Liz. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

The Savior: this person was affiliated with Valencia and took Jer in when he was just a teenager out on the streets. He sees them as an older sibling or parent like figure. Out of everyone in Valencia they are the person he's most loyal to.

The Complicated Soulmate: See wanted connection for more info

Close/Best Friend: someone who has been with him since his street rat days. They just understood each other and are often seen together creating chaos in town.

Enemy: absolutely hates Jericho and wants to see him dead. The feeling is mutual but somehow, something is preventing them from going through with the job.

Frenemy: their banter is something to go down in the history books, both witty and while they don't hate each other they don't exactly love each other either. They talk a lot of shit to each other but at the end of the day they're there for each other if the other person needs help.