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|Username || Jin Kazama316||Title ||Newcomer||User picture ||Total posts ||5 (0.01 per day) ||Threads posted ||0||EXP status ||Level: 4|
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|User rating ||None||Registered on ||05-18-04 05:53 AM (533 days ago)||Last post ||05-20-04 03:34 PM||Last activity ||01-27-05 05:54 PM||Real name ||Location ||Brighton, England. ||Email address ||Email withheld from guests. Log in to see it. ||Homepage ||ICQ number ||AIM screen name ||Jin Kazama316 ||Timezone offset ||5 hours from the server, 5 hours from you (current time: 11-02-05 05:59 PM)||User bio ||Brighton, England... a city crowded with buildings, new and old. Nestled amongst the towering buildings of this city was a small dojo. A young man trained there, his face covered by the hood of his jacket. This young man trained there quietly...|
...the young man was Jin.
Day after day, Jin trained in the traditional art of karate. Ever since Heihachi's betrayal, Jin loathed everything about himself. His Mishima bloodline, his fighting style, the Devil gene in his blood, everything. He unlearned the Mishima-ryu fighting style thanks to the dojo master's training and mastered traditional karate.
Jin's thoughts burned with the desire to destroy the evil Mishima bloodline, the bloodline of his grandfather, Heihachi Mishima, and his father, Kazuya.
Jin hit a sandbag with his sharply honed kick. The bag burst open violently, and sand poured out of the bag...
|Birthday ||Thursday, June 28, 1984 (21 years old) ||Sample post |
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