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"Vulgar. Barbaric. Very far from perfection that he'd ever seen."

me @ jiyong

 

 

 

 

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Name: Kwon Jiyong  ♧  Age: 32 ♧ Race: Cyborg ♧ Gang: Phantom Cobra ♧ Role: Drug Lord ♧ 
S/O: Panual ♧ Status: Single

Bio: 

 Life never been entirely easy for Jiyong. Yet, who said life was a walk in the park? Maybe a dimly lit park with messing trash cans, dog everywhere and worn out bird benches that are on a chain attached to a dumpster. Jiyong grew up on the streets, stealing and fighting just to survive for the day. Let's start from the begining like all a good story is told. Born to a crackheaded mother and alcoholic gambling father, Jiyong learned independence yet never a partental love that other kids get. This caused Jiyong to be a shut-in. He closed himself off from the world at a young age and isolated himself from others. While the children were playing cops and robbers, Jiyong sat near a wall, read a book or draw in a notepad. At home, Jiyong often expirence violence and abuse on equal sides between mother and father. He usually went to his room and played by himself or even read different books. With the absence of having friends or even a soical life, Jiyong grew more intelligent as he was teaching himself different subjects and life lessons. He grew up to be a rather smart kid passing all his classes with flying colors. In fact, he liked school since he got him out the house. 

As time passed, however, and Jiyong turned into his teens, he started slacking off thinking school was a waste of his time since he "knew everything". He got into more trouble and acting out as a result of his parents substance, mental and phsyical abuse. He'd sneak into his mother's drug stash and steal from her to experiment with different narcotics. Here he got easily addicted to hallucinogens, CBD/THC and cocanine. He sold the drugs during school. It was fun and money flowed into his pockets. That was until he got caught and was sentenced to a Juvenille detention center and worse of all, no longer back in the school system. Once he was back home, his mother throw him out in the streets as punishment for taking her drugs. 

No longer living under a roof in the dark streets, Jiyong knew he could survive just on his wits alone. He broke into people's house, stole valuables to pawn them off for money. It was pity thieft. Jewellery, clothes, phones. He'd even steal small amounts of food in people's pantries. It wasn't until later he began to became a bit bolder stealing of shops, taking pistols, blades and ruffles, mugging on the streets and most of all obtaining the things he crave the most since that day he tried them. He's used fear to get what he'd want. If that means shoving a gun in people's faces, striking fear in his victim's eyes then so be it. As long as he got his high by the end of the day. 

A day came when Jiyong was sleeping on a park bench. The police caught up to him and threw him in prison. Just in time for a new expiriment to launch. Jiyong was drugged and dragged out of his prison cell only to wake up strapped in on an examination table. His right arm had been replaced by a mechanic arm and part of his upper chest been replace with mechinary. Both of his legs cutt off at the thigh to be replaced with robonics. He was further expirimented on, being kept underground. Slowly becoming more machine than man. Of course Jiyong found a way to escape with his new deadly weapon of a body. 

Jiyong hid in the shadows, jumping city to city and staying undercover to not be found out. As soon as the ghost was clear, Jiyong went back his old ways. Testing his new functions became rather easy as time went on. 

For years, Jiyong survived on his wits. He came across a few friends that let him live on their couch. They ran a small "business" together making and selling hallucinogens and other narcotics. With Jiyong's high math and science skills, his years on the streets and hussling, along with his machine body,  he soon became a drug lord using his skills to his advantage. Jiyong felt unstoppable. He was living his best life soon owning a cover up shop, piercing and tattooing anyone that wanted body modifications. One stranger walked in and caught wind of Jiyong's "business" and offered him a position in Phantom Cobra. With the terms and conditions of the gang and the position, Jiyong took up the offer.