Post by toxicZodiac on May 17, 2010 22:15:50 GMT -5
Casey Jones
Real Name: Arnold Casey Jones
A.K.A.: Casey, CJ
Occupation: Vigilante/Neighborhood Watchman/Apartment Superintendent
Age: 30
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 215 lbs.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Black
Chosen Representative Colors: Usually a custom made white hockey mask
Personal Weapons: baseball bats, hockey sticks, tennis rackets, golf clubs, and anything else sports related
Personal Skills: Casey has the power to overcome any adversary due solely to his physical strength.
Personal Talents: Casey knows his way around the garage, and can fix almost anything that needs to be fixed around the house. Being a human, he also has the advantage of walking around the streets of New York, mainly for the purpose of reconnaissance work for the turtles.
Character Profile
I gotta say that I'm nobody special, just a regular Joe. Awhile back I got sick and tired of the hoods ruining my 'hood, so I decided to do somethin' about it. I started weight trainin' and bought some martial arts books and began workin' out heavily durin' my down time. I don't recommend doin' what I do, but I ain't gonna discourage ya either. If more folks were willin' to do somethin' about the sorry state society's in, this country wouldn't be in such a mess.
The "bad guys" got pretty much free reign in my berg, so I'm doin' stuff to give 'em somethin' to think about before they attempt their next crime. I'm no hero, I'm just a guy who's sick of all the crap these two-bit punks are dishin' out. It's about time somebody taught 'em the difference between right and wrong! It seems that the cops got too much to handle, so I'm lendin' the Boys in Blue a hand. I met up with the Turtles by chance when I ran into Raph a few years back. You could say we "hit" it off right away... my jaw still aches from that meetin'! (Hah! He'll get a kick outta that one... and then mebbe I'll give him another one! Hah hah!) Raph and me get along great, we're "birds of a feather." We like to take the proactive approach... which means we try to stop problems before they start. The other guys are happier to sit back and wait for trouble to come to them... me and Raph like to introduce ourselves to the troublemakers, and then stomp 'em outta existence!
I've had some pretty rough times these past few years, but don't worry, I ain't gonna cry on your shoulder... but what I've dealt with has got me thinkin' more seriously about the future, and what I need to do to make it better. I'm gonna be depressed when I put down the clubs, but I gotta face facts and realize that sooner or later I'm gonna have to. Hopefully it'll be much later!
Yo... take care of yourself! Nobody else is goin' to!
Real Name: Arnold Casey Jones
A.K.A.: Casey, CJ
Occupation: Vigilante/Neighborhood Watchman/Apartment Superintendent
Age: 30
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 215 lbs.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Black
Chosen Representative Colors: Usually a custom made white hockey mask
Personal Weapons: baseball bats, hockey sticks, tennis rackets, golf clubs, and anything else sports related
Personal Skills: Casey has the power to overcome any adversary due solely to his physical strength.
Personal Talents: Casey knows his way around the garage, and can fix almost anything that needs to be fixed around the house. Being a human, he also has the advantage of walking around the streets of New York, mainly for the purpose of reconnaissance work for the turtles.
Character Profile
I gotta say that I'm nobody special, just a regular Joe. Awhile back I got sick and tired of the hoods ruining my 'hood, so I decided to do somethin' about it. I started weight trainin' and bought some martial arts books and began workin' out heavily durin' my down time. I don't recommend doin' what I do, but I ain't gonna discourage ya either. If more folks were willin' to do somethin' about the sorry state society's in, this country wouldn't be in such a mess.
The "bad guys" got pretty much free reign in my berg, so I'm doin' stuff to give 'em somethin' to think about before they attempt their next crime. I'm no hero, I'm just a guy who's sick of all the crap these two-bit punks are dishin' out. It's about time somebody taught 'em the difference between right and wrong! It seems that the cops got too much to handle, so I'm lendin' the Boys in Blue a hand. I met up with the Turtles by chance when I ran into Raph a few years back. You could say we "hit" it off right away... my jaw still aches from that meetin'! (Hah! He'll get a kick outta that one... and then mebbe I'll give him another one! Hah hah!) Raph and me get along great, we're "birds of a feather." We like to take the proactive approach... which means we try to stop problems before they start. The other guys are happier to sit back and wait for trouble to come to them... me and Raph like to introduce ourselves to the troublemakers, and then stomp 'em outta existence!
I've had some pretty rough times these past few years, but don't worry, I ain't gonna cry on your shoulder... but what I've dealt with has got me thinkin' more seriously about the future, and what I need to do to make it better. I'm gonna be depressed when I put down the clubs, but I gotta face facts and realize that sooner or later I'm gonna have to. Hopefully it'll be much later!
Yo... take care of yourself! Nobody else is goin' to!