Xhonoatzu
Thursday, 21. February 2008, 23:44:35
Police Report
Name: Xhonoatzu
Date of Birth: May 13, 1980
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Race: Caucasian
Ethnicity: German, Irish
Status: TERMINATED
Xhonoatzu, age 27, was not one to stay in line with the law, he often stole weapons, one of his favorites that he used often was a pair of nunchucks with "monkey" written on the ends of them in Japanese. Xhonoatzu had his eyes set onto a prize an amazingly crafted sawed-off shotgun, he entered the shop ordering the old man to give him the gun or else, the man did not and was later found dead of blunt force trama by what seemed to be a cylyndrical object. Xhonoatzu took the weapon and headed to his residence at the time even though he moved often. The police followed the suspect being alarmed of this by a hidden button behind the clerks desk. The police followed to his residence and set the house to flame. Xhonoatzu being trapped inside had no way to get out of this perdicament. As amunition exploded in the inferno Xhonoatzu made his way to the center of the building slowing very little the time he would die. As he felt his flesh turn red and boil in the heat he looked up to find death coming at him. with stubborness to not die Xhonoatzu lashed out at death with the nunchucks and smashed the hellish figure's skull in. As the cloaked figure fell into oblivion Xhonoatzu fainted from exhaustion. After the flame was put out the police searched the rubble to find the culprit if he was still alive, strangly enough they found his body in one piece but ruled him dead because they could find no pulse. At the strike of midnight that night Xhonoatzu opened his eyes. He got up to find his house burned around him and his flesh a brilliant hue of red but he was in fact alive. All at once the red pigment of his flesh flushed away seeming to run up to his forehead to form the hannabluo scar above his left eye. Fealing the sting in his skin he blinked as he closed his eyes they change. The white of his eyes turned a death black and the pupils a bright green. Flame like pain grew in his hands where his weight lifting gloves are he looked down to find them seem to be alight with flame but yet he could not get them off. Not understanding why his life was spared or why these changes are occuring he set out forgetting about his encounter with death and the stolen weapon that seemed to have dissapeared.
Name: Xhonoatzu
Date of Birth: May 13, 1980
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Race: Caucasian
Ethnicity: German, Irish
Status: TERMINATED
Xhonoatzu, age 27, was not one to stay in line with the law, he often stole weapons, one of his favorites that he used often was a pair of nunchucks with "monkey" written on the ends of them in Japanese. Xhonoatzu had his eyes set onto a prize an amazingly crafted sawed-off shotgun, he entered the shop ordering the old man to give him the gun or else, the man did not and was later found dead of blunt force trama by what seemed to be a cylyndrical object. Xhonoatzu took the weapon and headed to his residence at the time even though he moved often. The police followed the suspect being alarmed of this by a hidden button behind the clerks desk. The police followed to his residence and set the house to flame. Xhonoatzu being trapped inside had no way to get out of this perdicament. As amunition exploded in the inferno Xhonoatzu made his way to the center of the building slowing very little the time he would die. As he felt his flesh turn red and boil in the heat he looked up to find death coming at him. with stubborness to not die Xhonoatzu lashed out at death with the nunchucks and smashed the hellish figure's skull in. As the cloaked figure fell into oblivion Xhonoatzu fainted from exhaustion. After the flame was put out the police searched the rubble to find the culprit if he was still alive, strangly enough they found his body in one piece but ruled him dead because they could find no pulse. At the strike of midnight that night Xhonoatzu opened his eyes. He got up to find his house burned around him and his flesh a brilliant hue of red but he was in fact alive. All at once the red pigment of his flesh flushed away seeming to run up to his forehead to form the hannabluo scar above his left eye. Fealing the sting in his skin he blinked as he closed his eyes they change. The white of his eyes turned a death black and the pupils a bright green. Flame like pain grew in his hands where his weight lifting gloves are he looked down to find them seem to be alight with flame but yet he could not get them off. Not understanding why his life was spared or why these changes are occuring he set out forgetting about his encounter with death and the stolen weapon that seemed to have dissapeared.
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