Name: Ryan Jackson AKA RJ<br/>Age: 21<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s1350.photobucket.com/user/darkmoonside/media/5a308bdf-7f2e-4183-a9a6-9d3185f51c44_zpsc6913833.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i1350.photobucket.com/albums/p776/darkmoonside/5a308bdf-7f2e-4183-a9a6-9d3185f51c44_zpsc6913833.jpg">[ img ]</a>Bio: Rj came from a tough backround his dad was an abuser both to him and his mother. For years he took his father beatings but at the age of 13 he ran away vowing to get stronger and come back an beat his dad to the point of death. Living on the streets Rj was grabbed and put into a under ground area where he learn how to fight at the age of 18 he got out and ended up distorying the under ground illegel fights. 3 years Rj manage to turn his life around and became a  M.M,A fighter and enrolled in college as a future doctor.<br/><br/>Ryan let out a yawn as he walks down the street his bag on his back and his arm rubbing his shoulder "What a fight last night." he complained he think about the fight last night when he ran into a thin girl. He looked at her and blinked "I am sorry." he said to her he saw her eyes and saw that in them she had been taking drugs, looking down he saw that she really hadn't change cloths because of messing of her cloths. He say her case and looked at her "Starving artist huh. Come with me I get you some food from the looks of your cloths my guess you haven't eaten a good meal in a while." he siad to her