DonutDude
Level 1
Gender: Boy
Age: 18
Birthdate: August 13, 2006
Height: Standing tall at 6feet and 5 inches
Weight: 187
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Hair style: Combed Upward, and hair is healthy
Hair Color: Blonde
Birth Location: USA
Nationality: Japanese
Dislikes: Racism, Rudeness and abuse, wasted donuts.
Likes: Donuts, good and loyal people, Dogs and cats, and action
Appearance: He would Lumber over you carrying a duffle bag, His blond hair would always stair upright on his head. He would apear nice
Personality: He would act rough but when you get to know him well he's kind, He doesn't like it when people are rude and sassy so he tends to threaten them. It calms him down when he cooks
Voice: He could control his voice from extremely soft to extremely loud, but he usually spoke with a calm not to deep but deep voice
Items: A duffle bag filled with various items, a pencil and notepad to write things down, his phone, and his guitar
Clothing: A black t-shirt and a white jacket, he also wore some black pants. His clothing fit him perfectly and looked nice on him
Hobbies: Cooking, exploring and coding
Flaws: Find out ICly
Quirks: Rough sometimes
Family
Father{Evan Saber}
Evan Saber, a smart, strong, kind, and handsome mad. He worked in some unknown company in the part they lived in in the USA. Evan loved and cared for his family well. He died on a car accident, everyone says but there are rumors of Evan being a spy.
Mother{Janice Saber}
Janice Saber a very nice, young, and kind lady. She had the same job as Evan Saber. She cared very much about her family, and was a great mother. She died in a car accident but rumors say that Janice was a spy.
Backstory
James Donut Saber was a happy and smart kid, who loved his parents and his life. He never saw his siblings but he never felt lonely. He had many friends at school, where he excelled in every subject. He had many hobbies at home, where he enjoyed reading, playing, and learning. He had many dreams for the future, where he wanted to be a scientist, a writer, or a superhero.
His parents were Evan and Janice Saber, who worked as computer engineers for a multinational company. They were kind and loving, but they were also busy and often away. They had to travel a lot for their work, which involved developing and testing new software and hardware. They always told James that they were proud of him, and that they would be back soon. They always brought him gifts and souvenirs from their trips, and they always called him every day.
James understood that his parents had an important job, and that they loved him very much. He missed them when they were gone, but he was not sad. He knew they would return, and he looked forward to seeing them again. He was happy and content, and he had no reason to doubt or question anything.
But everything changed one day, when he was 13 and a half years old. He was watching TV on the couch, waiting for his parents to come back from another work trip. They had left two weeks ago, and they were supposed to arrive today. He had waved to them and yelled "bye!" when they left, and they had yelled back "bye buddy!" He had smiled and hugged them, and they had smiled and kissed him. He had felt their love and warmth, and he had given them his trust and faith.
He heard a knock on the door, and he got up to open it. He expected to see his parents, but he saw a stranger instead. A man who wore a tuxedo and looked very serious. A man who had a badge and a gun. A man who had a cold and stern expression. A man who said "Are you James Donut Saber?"
James nodded and said "Yes, that's me." He wondered who the man was, and what he wanted. He hoped he was not in trouble, or in danger. He asked "Can I help you?"
The man said "Come with me, young man." He grabbed James by the arm and pulled him outside. He pushed him into a black car and slammed the door. He got into the driver's seat and started the engine. He drove away, leaving James' house and life behind.
James was scared and confused. He did not know what was going on, or where he was going. He did not know who the man was, or what he wanted. He did not know why he was taken, or what he had done. He asked "Wait, who are you?!"
The man said "FBI, Jeff Curney. Your parents have died due to a mission as a spy."
James was shocked and devastated. He did not believe what he heard, or what it meant. He did not believe that his parents were dead, or that they were spies. He did not believe that his life was a lie, or that he was an orphan. He exclaimed "WHAT!! My parents aren't dead and they work for a computer company, not a spy agency!"
The man said "I'm sorry, kid, but it's the truth. Your parents were part of a covert operation called Project Saber, which aimed to infiltrate and sabotage a global ********* organization known as The Claw. Your parents had been undercover for years, posing as computer engineers, but they were exposed and killed during their last mission. You are the only survivor, and the only witness. You are in danger, and you need protection. That's why I'm here, to take you to a safe place."
James was speechless and numb. He did not know how to react, or what to feel. He did not know how to cope, or what to do. He did not know how to live, or what to be. He did not know anything, anything but pain and loss.
The car parked in a secret facility, and the man took James to a room. James was briefed and told the information he needed. He was shown photos and videos of his parents, their missions, their deaths. He was told about The Claw, their crimes, their plans. He was told about Project Saber, their allies, their goals. He was told about his options, his rights, his duties.
James was overwhelmed and confused. He did not understand why his parents did what they did, or why they did not tell him. He did not understand why The Claw did what they did, or why they wanted to kill him. He did not understand why Project Saber did what they did, or why they wanted to use him. He did not understand anything, anything but anger and hate.
He was given a choice, a choice to join Project Saber, or to go to an orphanage. He was given a chance, a chance to avenge his parents, or to forget them. He was given a purpose, a purpose to fight The Claw, or to ignore them.
James made his choice, his choice to go to the orphanage. He made his chance, his chance to forget his parents. He made his purpose, his purpose to ignore The Claw.
He did not want to join Project Saber, he did not want to be a spy. He did not want to avenge his parents, he did not want to be a killer. He did not want to fight The Claw, he did not want to be a hero.
He wanted to be a kid, a normal kid. He wanted to be happy, a happy kid. He wanted to be free, a free kid.
He wanted to be James, James Donut Saber.
He was sent to an orphanage, where he felt lonely and out of place. He hated the place, the people, the rules. He hated the food, the beds, the chores. He hated the teachers, the staff, the other kids. He hated everything, everything but himself.
He decided to escape, to escape the orphanage, to escape his past, to escape his fate. He waited for the first chance he got, and he took it. He ran away, and he never looked back.
He lived on the streets, where he learned to survive and thrive. He loved the streets, the freedom, the adventure. He loved the thrill, the risk, the reward. He loved the challenge, the competition, the victory. He loved everything, everything but the law.
He made friends with some street kids, who taught him how to steal, fight, and hack. He joined a gang, where he earned respect and money. He changed his appearance, dying his blond hair black and getting a tattoo of a donut on his arm. He adopted the name James Donut Saber, as a tribute to his parents and a mockery of their enemies.
He became a legend, a legend of the streets, the streets of the world. He became a master, a master of stealing, fighting, and hacking. He became a leader, a leader of his gang, his gang of rebels. He became a hero, a hero of the people, the people of the streets.
He became James, James Donut Saber.
He traveled the world, where he saw and did many things. He explored the cities, the countries, the cultures. He experienced the beauty, the diversity, the wonder. He encountered the problems, the conflicts, the injustices. He faced the dangers, the enemies, the challenges.
He helped the people, the people who needed him, the people who appreciated him. He fought the oppressors, the oppressors who wronged him, the oppressors who feared him. He hacked the systems, the systems that controlled him, the systems that opposed him.
He changed the world, the world that he loved, the world that he hated. He changed the world, the world that he lived in, the world that he belonged to. He changed the world, the world that he was part of, the world that he was.
He was the world, the world that was James, James Donut Saber.
He stumbled upon a small town in Japan, called Kakura. He had heard of the town, the town that was famous, the town that was mysterious. He had heard of the town, the town that was a hub, a hub of innovation. He had heard of the town, the town that was a home, a home of geniuses.
He was curious, curious about the town, the town that intrigued him, the town that challenged him. He was curious, curious about the hackers, the hackers that impressed him, the hackers that rivaled him. He was curious, curious about the geniuses, the geniuses that fascinated him, the geniuses that inspired him.
He was curious, and he was adventurous. He cracked his knuckles and said "Let's see what's in store now." He walked into the town, waiting for an adventure, an adventure that would change his life, his life that was James Donut Saber.
Age: 18
Birthdate: August 13, 2006
Height: Standing tall at 6feet and 5 inches
Weight: 187
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Hair style: Combed Upward, and hair is healthy
Hair Color: Blonde
Birth Location: USA
Nationality: Japanese
Dislikes: Racism, Rudeness and abuse, wasted donuts.
Likes: Donuts, good and loyal people, Dogs and cats, and action
Appearance: He would Lumber over you carrying a duffle bag, His blond hair would always stair upright on his head. He would apear nice
Personality: He would act rough but when you get to know him well he's kind, He doesn't like it when people are rude and sassy so he tends to threaten them. It calms him down when he cooks
Voice: He could control his voice from extremely soft to extremely loud, but he usually spoke with a calm not to deep but deep voice
Items: A duffle bag filled with various items, a pencil and notepad to write things down, his phone, and his guitar
Clothing: A black t-shirt and a white jacket, he also wore some black pants. His clothing fit him perfectly and looked nice on him
Hobbies: Cooking, exploring and coding
Flaws: Find out ICly
Quirks: Rough sometimes
Family
Father{Evan Saber}
Evan Saber, a smart, strong, kind, and handsome mad. He worked in some unknown company in the part they lived in in the USA. Evan loved and cared for his family well. He died on a car accident, everyone says but there are rumors of Evan being a spy.
Mother{Janice Saber}
Janice Saber a very nice, young, and kind lady. She had the same job as Evan Saber. She cared very much about her family, and was a great mother. She died in a car accident but rumors say that Janice was a spy.
Backstory
James Donut Saber was a happy and smart kid, who loved his parents and his life. He never saw his siblings but he never felt lonely. He had many friends at school, where he excelled in every subject. He had many hobbies at home, where he enjoyed reading, playing, and learning. He had many dreams for the future, where he wanted to be a scientist, a writer, or a superhero.
His parents were Evan and Janice Saber, who worked as computer engineers for a multinational company. They were kind and loving, but they were also busy and often away. They had to travel a lot for their work, which involved developing and testing new software and hardware. They always told James that they were proud of him, and that they would be back soon. They always brought him gifts and souvenirs from their trips, and they always called him every day.
James understood that his parents had an important job, and that they loved him very much. He missed them when they were gone, but he was not sad. He knew they would return, and he looked forward to seeing them again. He was happy and content, and he had no reason to doubt or question anything.
But everything changed one day, when he was 13 and a half years old. He was watching TV on the couch, waiting for his parents to come back from another work trip. They had left two weeks ago, and they were supposed to arrive today. He had waved to them and yelled "bye!" when they left, and they had yelled back "bye buddy!" He had smiled and hugged them, and they had smiled and kissed him. He had felt their love and warmth, and he had given them his trust and faith.
He heard a knock on the door, and he got up to open it. He expected to see his parents, but he saw a stranger instead. A man who wore a tuxedo and looked very serious. A man who had a badge and a gun. A man who had a cold and stern expression. A man who said "Are you James Donut Saber?"
James nodded and said "Yes, that's me." He wondered who the man was, and what he wanted. He hoped he was not in trouble, or in danger. He asked "Can I help you?"
The man said "Come with me, young man." He grabbed James by the arm and pulled him outside. He pushed him into a black car and slammed the door. He got into the driver's seat and started the engine. He drove away, leaving James' house and life behind.
James was scared and confused. He did not know what was going on, or where he was going. He did not know who the man was, or what he wanted. He did not know why he was taken, or what he had done. He asked "Wait, who are you?!"
The man said "FBI, Jeff Curney. Your parents have died due to a mission as a spy."
James was shocked and devastated. He did not believe what he heard, or what it meant. He did not believe that his parents were dead, or that they were spies. He did not believe that his life was a lie, or that he was an orphan. He exclaimed "WHAT!! My parents aren't dead and they work for a computer company, not a spy agency!"
The man said "I'm sorry, kid, but it's the truth. Your parents were part of a covert operation called Project Saber, which aimed to infiltrate and sabotage a global ********* organization known as The Claw. Your parents had been undercover for years, posing as computer engineers, but they were exposed and killed during their last mission. You are the only survivor, and the only witness. You are in danger, and you need protection. That's why I'm here, to take you to a safe place."
James was speechless and numb. He did not know how to react, or what to feel. He did not know how to cope, or what to do. He did not know how to live, or what to be. He did not know anything, anything but pain and loss.
The car parked in a secret facility, and the man took James to a room. James was briefed and told the information he needed. He was shown photos and videos of his parents, their missions, their deaths. He was told about The Claw, their crimes, their plans. He was told about Project Saber, their allies, their goals. He was told about his options, his rights, his duties.
James was overwhelmed and confused. He did not understand why his parents did what they did, or why they did not tell him. He did not understand why The Claw did what they did, or why they wanted to kill him. He did not understand why Project Saber did what they did, or why they wanted to use him. He did not understand anything, anything but anger and hate.
He was given a choice, a choice to join Project Saber, or to go to an orphanage. He was given a chance, a chance to avenge his parents, or to forget them. He was given a purpose, a purpose to fight The Claw, or to ignore them.
James made his choice, his choice to go to the orphanage. He made his chance, his chance to forget his parents. He made his purpose, his purpose to ignore The Claw.
He did not want to join Project Saber, he did not want to be a spy. He did not want to avenge his parents, he did not want to be a killer. He did not want to fight The Claw, he did not want to be a hero.
He wanted to be a kid, a normal kid. He wanted to be happy, a happy kid. He wanted to be free, a free kid.
He wanted to be James, James Donut Saber.
He was sent to an orphanage, where he felt lonely and out of place. He hated the place, the people, the rules. He hated the food, the beds, the chores. He hated the teachers, the staff, the other kids. He hated everything, everything but himself.
He decided to escape, to escape the orphanage, to escape his past, to escape his fate. He waited for the first chance he got, and he took it. He ran away, and he never looked back.
He lived on the streets, where he learned to survive and thrive. He loved the streets, the freedom, the adventure. He loved the thrill, the risk, the reward. He loved the challenge, the competition, the victory. He loved everything, everything but the law.
He made friends with some street kids, who taught him how to steal, fight, and hack. He joined a gang, where he earned respect and money. He changed his appearance, dying his blond hair black and getting a tattoo of a donut on his arm. He adopted the name James Donut Saber, as a tribute to his parents and a mockery of their enemies.
He became a legend, a legend of the streets, the streets of the world. He became a master, a master of stealing, fighting, and hacking. He became a leader, a leader of his gang, his gang of rebels. He became a hero, a hero of the people, the people of the streets.
He became James, James Donut Saber.
He traveled the world, where he saw and did many things. He explored the cities, the countries, the cultures. He experienced the beauty, the diversity, the wonder. He encountered the problems, the conflicts, the injustices. He faced the dangers, the enemies, the challenges.
He helped the people, the people who needed him, the people who appreciated him. He fought the oppressors, the oppressors who wronged him, the oppressors who feared him. He hacked the systems, the systems that controlled him, the systems that opposed him.
He changed the world, the world that he loved, the world that he hated. He changed the world, the world that he lived in, the world that he belonged to. He changed the world, the world that he was part of, the world that he was.
He was the world, the world that was James, James Donut Saber.
He stumbled upon a small town in Japan, called Kakura. He had heard of the town, the town that was famous, the town that was mysterious. He had heard of the town, the town that was a hub, a hub of innovation. He had heard of the town, the town that was a home, a home of geniuses.
He was curious, curious about the town, the town that intrigued him, the town that challenged him. He was curious, curious about the hackers, the hackers that impressed him, the hackers that rivaled him. He was curious, curious about the geniuses, the geniuses that fascinated him, the geniuses that inspired him.
He was curious, and he was adventurous. He cracked his knuckles and said "Let's see what's in store now." He walked into the town, waiting for an adventure, an adventure that would change his life, his life that was James Donut Saber.
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