Viran Kivar

Viran Kivar
(Jaguar, F)
ID# 623
	Photo by Pac
No. 71 – Albany Alphas
Position	Forward
Species	Jaguar ( Felidae )
Gender	Male
Nickname(s)
	Red
	Redline
Personal information
Born	March 14, 1989 (age 34); Las Vegas, NV
Nationality	American
Listed height	6 ft 10 in (2.08 m)
Listed weight	220 lb (100 kg)
Shoots	Left
Career information
School	New Mexico Predatorial & Technical
FBA draft	2013 / Round: 1 / Pick: 9th overall
	Selected by the Albany Alphas
Pro playing career	2013–present
Career history
2013-present	Albany Alphas
Career highlights and awards
	FBA Champion (2016); FBA Rookie All-Star (2014);
Contract information
Contract year	2018
2023 Salary	$14 million
2024 Salary	$15 million
2025 Salary	$15 million
Player Contacts
(IC) Agent	Unknown
(OOC) Creator	Akkarri
(OOC) Actor	Unknown
(OOC) Usage	Ask me before any use

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Viran Kivar was ranked #13 in the 2013 Draft Candidate Combine.

Biography

Originally a streetball player from the downtown areas of Las Vegas, Viran learned how to play using his size and weight very quickly. He was only a middling grade student for the most part while in high school, dabbling a bit in football and basketball, but eventually dropping football in favor of basketball. Football was fun, but it just wasn't his style for the most part. The helmets, the pads, all the safety equipment. Overall they seemed limiting to him and his abilities. Even so, he showed much athletic promise, but even more so in his basketball skills as he honed them in high school. However, early in his high school career he didn’t take school as seriously as he should have, and that cost him more later on, but one could say basketball helped a potentially failing student, as the grade requirements to participate in the team gave him a new sense to drive him further in school in order to stay with the game he loved. Even then though, he had still kept in contact with many of the neighborhood kids and some he later regretted knowing.

Considering his overall grades he didn't get too many considerations for scholarships or the like, but ended up working his way through college (majoring in Business Administration), mostly working on old cars, customizations, and the like, even working a bit on his own personal piece of machinery, almost all under Frankie Deson, a known master mechanic, and his crew of various artists and tuners. However even having to work through college didn't stop him from trying out for the team at New Mexico Predatorial & Technical. Even though he had to divvy his time between classes, work, practice, and games, he always seemed to bring in his best, and much of the practice he got from the rougher more lawless forms of streetball he had played all the way through high school. His job and fitness schedule always made sure he was in a fit and in well built condition, making him one that was harder to move out of the way, and one who could throw his weight around as he needed, even though he wasn't as good with ranged shots, he was keen to block shots as well as able to score well under the basket. In his college career in basketball he had managed to make top on rebounds and steels over several games, not that his scoring was anything to laugh at either.

Overall, though, he did well to help his team work their way forward through defense and scoring on the inside. And, as true to his adolescence in Las Vegas, would often bet, with himself or team mates, about their performances or his own. Granted he did seem to make most of those about himself work out in his favor, even if he would otherwise try and avoid gambling. He had seen far too many people lose everything in the process of attempting at a quick bet. However this was also where one of his old neighborhood acquaintances resurfaced. Marc Kathunic, a Jackal was always an ambitious young jackal, but he was always more about the quick buck and always wanted to try and get in good with the supposed “Masters of Cash” or the local gambling mafia. Several games, Marc would try and make Viran agree to throw as best he could, to have an “off night” in order to help make his standings and chances of getting into the mafia look better. But Viran ultimately refused the offers, especially as Marc had no muscle to back up and was rather diminutive compared to the taller and larger feline. But that wouldn’t stop the leech from trying again. Since then, Marc does still attempt to be a thorn in Viran’s side, being one to think everyone with talent owes him, and should be willing to bend to his will, especially with how he was “going places.” But Viran always considered Marc to be nothing more than a pain, and not worth bothering with, but, even now, this thorn seemed to find ways to spread defamatory rumors that Viran still works to clear up.

For the moment, he has bet three of his college team mates five hundred bucks that he'd be able to get into the FBA, or at least get a chance at the draft, as the scouts showed interest in his abilities on defense. And he truly hopes to be able to get in, and make his car customizations more of a hobby than a job.

He was overjoyed when he finally got his chance and was approached by an agent, though a relative rookie herself, offering to do what she could to get him into the game professionally. Since then they seem to have struck a rather good professional relationship, and they both hope to see how far he can go.