[ Ibrahin Azikiwe ]
An old picture of Ibrahin off the coast of Hobyo, Somalia.
Basic Information
First Name: Ibrahin
Surname: Azikiwe
Preferred Name: Hex
Aliases: Hex, Ibra
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Height: 6'1
Weight: 212 lbs
Build: Average
Skin Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Hair Style: He has little to no hair.
Hair Color: Black
Fashion: Street-clothing/ghetto
Abnormalities: Oddly shaped head
Date of Birth: May 7th, 1979
Place of Birth: Hobyo, Somalia.
Nationality: Somalian
Race: Afro-Asiatic
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Religious Beliefs: Semi-Extremist Sunni Muslim
Political Beliefs: Extremist Totalitarian
General Appearance
Appearance: He'd wear whatever gangsters would wear, or something that would look casual.
Personality: Erratic, bossy and unfair towards strangers. His optimism cannot be beaten.
Diseases/Illness: Aids.
Character Voice:
His voice is loud and deep, in general. He also speaks very broken Japanese and struggles to articulate words.
Equipment:
Clothes: Street-wear, casual t-shirt, a dark-red bandanna that covers half of his face. He'd usually be wearing sunglasses or a welding mask.
Hobbies: Selling illegal weaponry, smoking, and texting on his flip phone.
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities: OCD, Smoking addiction, Marijuana addiction (OOCly).
Skills: Shooting, fencing with Katanas/knives. Unarmed combat.
Quirks: Abnormally shaped head, no left pinky toe.
Family: None that he'd remember.
Backstory
Ibrahin Azikiwe was born May 7th, 1979 in Hobyo, Somalia.
He was raised peacefully by his parents until the age of 7 when he became a street urchin.
His life was rough living as an urchin, his daily goal was to find enough food out of trash bins for him to save, in order to survive another week in this horrible life. Ibrahin spent his days, cleaning out trash bins and eating rotten food and he'd be sometimes surprised as to what people would throw out.
On one sunny day, in particular, he was searching for food in the market alleyways as usual,
when he was confronted by a man in baggy and roughed up clothing, with a bandolier around his chest.
The man said to Ibrahin: "What is your name, young boy?"
Ibrahin was shy to speak at first and just stared at the strange man.
The man repeats himself.
Ibrahin mutters to the man "Ibrahin"
The man extends his hand towards Ibrahin, it scares Ibrahin at first. The stranger says "Do not be afraid, I will take you to a better life, Ibrahin. For this life will kill you in time."
Ibrahin thinks carefully for a moment if he should trust the stranger. Ibrahin comes to a conclusion to trust the man since he has nothing to lose, Ibrahin does not value his life as it is. He reaches for the man's hand, the man then takes Ibrahin to a car and drives him to a nearby port outside of town.
They stop at the port, and Ibrahin then gets treated to good food and a fresh pair of clothes.
This continues until Ibrahin is 20. Ibrahin will spend his entire life living as a Somalian pirate, working for a pirate crew called "Tozumbani". They'd make their living hijacking large ships with a tiny little boat, and they'd take whatever is onboard these large shipping vessels. Ibrahin did not learn what he was doing was wrong until he was 22. Lest he did not care, as this was the only way he'd earn his living.
Ibrahin had no problem with killing people, and it did not bother him at all.
It was not until Ibrahin was 27 when things went horribly wrong.
It was a normal day, out ship hunting, when his good friend Abdu, which was a spotter spotted a medium-sized shipping vessel a few kilometers away.
Abdu ordered the boat to go towards the shipping vessel.
The captain of our ship, Asobu immediately turned towards the vessel and went full speed towards it.
Once we arrived, we drew our AK-47's, which they had proficient training in.
We looked for any people on deck, no one is seen. We then begin preparations to board the ship, we then go close to the ship and throw a ladder aboard the vessel.
His crew climbs the ladder and goes aboard, they then go towards the command room, on the way there they find no survivors. The crew is becoming increasingly suspicious.
They arrive at the command center. No one is here. Who was commanding the ship?
All of a sudden, gunshots are heard and a siren goes off.
The pirate crew then realizes that they've fallen head first into a trap.
Three black dinghy's circle the ship, the pirate crew begin fortifications and are readying their AK-47's.
The soldiers board the ship, wearing black military uniforms and body armor, equipped with MP5's.
They storm the command center, many of the pirate crew go down. Ibrahin runs out of ammo in the middle of the fight, he then sees his best friend, Abdu get shot in the head.
Ibrahin loses all hope, as he realizes he is outnumbered one to twenty.
Ibrahin slowly stands up and surrenders to the soldiers.
Ibrahin is taken to the capital of Somalia, Mogadishu where he receives a 10-year prison sentence and will be sent into exile to Karakura, Japan.
[When he arrives in Karakura, he then becomes a Black market dealer.]
Ibrahin Azikiwe today, inside his cellar where he lives.
[Update, follow up: Ibrahin Azikiwe has since of 2018 been arrested with a plethora of racketeering and weapons peddling charges and is now serving life in a high-security South Korean prison, although he is treated well, he gets no chance of parole.]
An old picture of Ibrahin off the coast of Hobyo, Somalia.
Basic Information
First Name: Ibrahin
Surname: Azikiwe
Preferred Name: Hex
Aliases: Hex, Ibra
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Height: 6'1
Weight: 212 lbs
Build: Average
Skin Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Hair Style: He has little to no hair.
Hair Color: Black
Fashion: Street-clothing/ghetto
Abnormalities: Oddly shaped head
Date of Birth: May 7th, 1979
Place of Birth: Hobyo, Somalia.
Nationality: Somalian
Race: Afro-Asiatic
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Religious Beliefs: Semi-Extremist Sunni Muslim
Political Beliefs: Extremist Totalitarian
General Appearance
Appearance: He'd wear whatever gangsters would wear, or something that would look casual.
Personality: Erratic, bossy and unfair towards strangers. His optimism cannot be beaten.
Diseases/Illness: Aids.
Character Voice:
Equipment:
Clothes: Street-wear, casual t-shirt, a dark-red bandanna that covers half of his face. He'd usually be wearing sunglasses or a welding mask.
Hobbies: Selling illegal weaponry, smoking, and texting on his flip phone.
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities: OCD, Smoking addiction, Marijuana addiction (OOCly).
Skills: Shooting, fencing with Katanas/knives. Unarmed combat.
Quirks: Abnormally shaped head, no left pinky toe.
Family: None that he'd remember.
Backstory
Ibrahin Azikiwe was born May 7th, 1979 in Hobyo, Somalia.
He was raised peacefully by his parents until the age of 7 when he became a street urchin.
His life was rough living as an urchin, his daily goal was to find enough food out of trash bins for him to save, in order to survive another week in this horrible life. Ibrahin spent his days, cleaning out trash bins and eating rotten food and he'd be sometimes surprised as to what people would throw out.
On one sunny day, in particular, he was searching for food in the market alleyways as usual,
when he was confronted by a man in baggy and roughed up clothing, with a bandolier around his chest.
The man said to Ibrahin: "What is your name, young boy?"
Ibrahin was shy to speak at first and just stared at the strange man.
The man repeats himself.
Ibrahin mutters to the man "Ibrahin"
The man extends his hand towards Ibrahin, it scares Ibrahin at first. The stranger says "Do not be afraid, I will take you to a better life, Ibrahin. For this life will kill you in time."
Ibrahin thinks carefully for a moment if he should trust the stranger. Ibrahin comes to a conclusion to trust the man since he has nothing to lose, Ibrahin does not value his life as it is. He reaches for the man's hand, the man then takes Ibrahin to a car and drives him to a nearby port outside of town.
They stop at the port, and Ibrahin then gets treated to good food and a fresh pair of clothes.
This continues until Ibrahin is 20. Ibrahin will spend his entire life living as a Somalian pirate, working for a pirate crew called "Tozumbani". They'd make their living hijacking large ships with a tiny little boat, and they'd take whatever is onboard these large shipping vessels. Ibrahin did not learn what he was doing was wrong until he was 22. Lest he did not care, as this was the only way he'd earn his living.
Ibrahin had no problem with killing people, and it did not bother him at all.
It was not until Ibrahin was 27 when things went horribly wrong.
It was a normal day, out ship hunting, when his good friend Abdu, which was a spotter spotted a medium-sized shipping vessel a few kilometers away.
Abdu ordered the boat to go towards the shipping vessel.
The captain of our ship, Asobu immediately turned towards the vessel and went full speed towards it.
Once we arrived, we drew our AK-47's, which they had proficient training in.
We looked for any people on deck, no one is seen. We then begin preparations to board the ship, we then go close to the ship and throw a ladder aboard the vessel.
His crew climbs the ladder and goes aboard, they then go towards the command room, on the way there they find no survivors. The crew is becoming increasingly suspicious.
They arrive at the command center. No one is here. Who was commanding the ship?
All of a sudden, gunshots are heard and a siren goes off.
The pirate crew then realizes that they've fallen head first into a trap.
Three black dinghy's circle the ship, the pirate crew begin fortifications and are readying their AK-47's.
The soldiers board the ship, wearing black military uniforms and body armor, equipped with MP5's.
They storm the command center, many of the pirate crew go down. Ibrahin runs out of ammo in the middle of the fight, he then sees his best friend, Abdu get shot in the head.
Ibrahin loses all hope, as he realizes he is outnumbered one to twenty.
Ibrahin slowly stands up and surrenders to the soldiers.
Ibrahin is taken to the capital of Somalia, Mogadishu where he receives a 10-year prison sentence and will be sent into exile to Karakura, Japan.
[When he arrives in Karakura, he then becomes a Black market dealer.]
Ibrahin Azikiwe today, inside his cellar where he lives.
[Update, follow up: Ibrahin Azikiwe has since of 2018 been arrested with a plethora of racketeering and weapons peddling charges and is now serving life in a high-security South Korean prison, although he is treated well, he gets no chance of parole.]
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