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This thread is going to be my little archive for my characters that I feel like recording here (Also because I'm tired of going from site-to-site to find these characters). Also this is to feed my ego to, to discuss potential characters that I may create or even provide hypothetical situations for my characters. ![]() Mars Sohma - Cosplaying Freak Gym Teacher Spoiler: click to toggle Mars Sohma ..One who is true to himself.. gender[MALE] age[19] height[180cm] weight[77kg] [PERSONALITY] Shy, timid, and reserved are all qualities that Mars DOES NOT possess. He's an outgoing guy who packs fun times. He's proud, he's loud, he's sly, and he's quite the character. When it comes to women, Mars sees nothing of them. He does not believe in love, nor does he believe in the crap that goes with it. His beliefs rely solely on his own abilities, that no other person but him can change his life. He's a strong man, and a young one at that. Many see Mars as a weird person, but the truth is that the young man is just known to be quite passionate about everything he does. He is hardly serious, usually joking around with a bright smile on his face. When Mars takes on a more serious tone, his character almost completely shifts. He becomes calm, reserved--almost like a monk. There seems to be a hint of intensity when Mars is serious... When you talk to him, it's almost as if he has a hint of guilt riding on his tone. [OCCUPATION] Mars serves as the Aeromancing Instructor, as well as the Homeroom Teacher of 2-A. To add to all that, he teaches Gym regularly twice a school day, and has taken up the job of being the Supervisor for the Martial Arts Club. He is quite the busy-body; despite his great devotion to Hyakuji High School, Mars is an employee of the global empire known as Yuki Corporation. [POWERS/ABILITIES] Ever since he could walk, Mars was gifted with the beautiful serenade of the wind. The surprising thing about this was that Mars received no instruction when he had first communicated with his wind. During the time, in order to be able to communicate with ones own breezy entity, would require a good amount of effort and training by a true Master Aeromancer. It was then that the majority of his life was decided, when he was picked up by Yuki Corporation and raised to become a true Master Aeromancer by the end of his teen years. Though his wide array of wind manipulation allows him to use it in almost any way, Mars has a series of abilities and attack sequences that he is known to use quite often. Ezrebe is the name of Mars' spiritual guardian. As of late, her existence is not known to many, and Mars is not seen communicating with her in public.
[PERSONAL HISTORY] Mars has lived quite a blessed life. He is a genius to Aeromancy, as his first contact with Ezrebe was when he had first learned how to walk. His story does not revolve around having dead parents or being an ex-assassin. Mars' upbringing was nothing morbid or depressing. Instead, it was filled with nothing but light and extravagance. Spoiled, if one could say. He was picked up by the global monster known as Yuki Corporation, where he was raised by the CEO himself; since the man had given birth to just daughters. As far as rumors go, it was said that some of Yuki Corporation's rivals had met horrid accidents with strong winds and tornados, but none of that has been confirmed to have some connection to Mars. For the majority of his youth, Mars traveled all around the world to visit different Masters and train under them. When he came back, one of Yuki Corp's CEO's daughters, Shiroi Yuki, found Mars a job at Hyakuji High School. At first, Mars was not interested at first, but almost immediately found something that drew his attention. He soon found himself at the front gates, already teaching a class, offering his Aeromancy prowess at the disposal of the Elemancer Club, as well as supervising the Martial Arts Club. If anyone knows something about Mars, it will be his INFATUATION with cosplaying and dressing up. Because Mars had always been traveling, he never had the chance to make a good amount of friends or live a normal life as anyone else would. To pass the time and loneliness in his adolescence, Mars found himself reading novels and comic books. It was then that he fell in love with the characters and their images to the point where he tries to duplicate them with his own flare. Also, because of his isolation, Mars' experience when it comes to women is quite lacking. He is still in training, but to be in a school where beautiful women about his age reside is at times deathly troublesome as Mars' perversion only grows as he grows older. Kei Hisaga - Be Cool. Spoiler: click to toggle Kei Hisaga age17, Junior, Yuki 101 Male, 5'11", 180lbs =====[General Information]================================== [ PERSONAL HISTORY ] Kei had lived in a moderately rough childhood. His parents work for international companies, so Kei had lacked a mother-father figure for the majority of his life. In their place, Kei's parents had entrusted the care of his and little sister Ayame of 8 years old to their big 28 year old brother, Toushiro. Toushiro was a splendid guardian of his siblings to the extent that he could be. Kei also helped Toushiro with the household chores at hand. On the other hand, Kei had always gotten into trouble: fights, smoking, and talking back to teachers. It was never anything serious, though. Despite Kei's bad boy qualities, he respects his family, mainly his big brother and little sister, and makes sure he never causes them any trouble. That attitude has stuck with Kei ever since. The origin of Kei's power isn't known, exactly. The first time he had used his ability was during his middle school days, after being attacked by other classmates. The kids had pushed him to the point where he lost consciousness and transformed, severely brutalizing the children. Kei, however, did not remember a thing of the event... as if he wasn't in control of his body at all. Now after being kicked out of school after school, Kei's last hope for education before military school lies in Hyakuji High. [ PREVIOUS RESIDENCE ] Kei has always been a citizen of Hyakuji. His older brother, Toushiro, moved to Hyakuji several years ago because of a job with the well-known Yuki Corp. But before the huge city of Hyakuji, Kei had lived in a quiet and boring suburban town outside of Tokyo. [ OCCUPATION ] Kei currently works as a part-time at the local noodle shop located at Izanai Park, where he spends most of his time cooking ramen noodles for the customers. His employer, Hanzo, is hardly ever to be found and so Kei must tend to the shop all by himself for the majority of the time. He doesn't get paid much, but it is a job that Kei thoroughly enjoys working. Occasionally, Kei works little jobs as a DJ for night clubs here and there, flaunting his taste in music as DJ KeiSaga. [ PERSONALITY ] Calm, but impatient. Considerate, yet cruel. Kei cannot simply be described with certain qualities here and there. He is a mix of everything: good and bad, nice and mean, quick and slow. At first, Kei can seem almost unapproachable at times, as he tends to lock himself in his own world at times. Kei possesses very few friends, but those friends... they are his comrades for life. Most of the time, one could find Kei just sitting outside, suckling on his cigarettes. Yes he is a smoker, but for some odd reason, Kei possesses the power of being nonaddictive to his cancer sticks... kind of. To add onto his already awkward personality, Kei has an odd infatuation to acting and the theater: his only other weakness besides women. [ LIKES // DISLIKES ]
[ TALENTS // STRENGTHS ] Kei possesses a great interest in acting and theater, so it would be reasonable that he has obtained a level of proficiency in performing and acting. With that said, Kei also makes for a good liar, though he doesn't feel the need to do so. Kei doesn't have many talents and strengths, besides his honesty and faith in himself. He is true to himself, and that alone carries the boy through many obstacles that lie ahead in life. ==========[Classified Information]============================== [ POWERS // ABILITIES ] Bio Armor Kei possesses a unique and special kind of power. No, he controls no flame, nor does he stop time. There are those times when one is trapped in a corner, no place to run or hide. For those times, Kei searches deep inside his heart for strength. In there, he will find his sword and his shield. A strange material then surrounds Kei's entire body, covering every corner. It then hardens and shines, blades emerging from his elbows. The material takes the color of a dark blue, his eyes burning red. This suit of armor provides Kei with his sword and shield... It is his strength, but also his weakness. Underneath the breastplate of the armor, is a bio cannon of some sort, allowing Kei to fire a concentrated beam of energy at any target. The downfall? Kei is what charges that weapon. The suit itself lives off of Kei's life force. The suit can heal itself, but only after sucking away life energy from Kei. Thus, this suit of armor is actually a double-edged sword. Kei's true enemy, is himself. [ FEARS // FLAWS // WEAKNESSES ] Kei may not show it, but he has quite a number of weaknesses. He fears for his little sister, firstly. Though he is not that fond of smoking, Kei feels incredibly insecure if he does not have a pack of cigarettes on him at all times. He doesn't need it, but just having the presence of a pack puts him at ease. With regards to his gift, Kei considers his ability as a curse; probably the reason why he does not use it very often. [ INTRODUCTION ] It was a rainy day, the dark clouds had turned what could have been a sunny Monday afternoon to a dark and dim wetfest... and Kei still had to work at the Noodle Shack today. Spaced out, cooking ramen noodles to the occasional customer, Kei just stared at the scenery. Hanzo, the owner of the Noodle Shack, had decided to plant the shop at Izanai Park this week.. To think the lush green grass that kids had played on the days prior had turned into wet, soggy, mud and muck, Kei was a little fascinated. It was amusing as to how a single object could be one thing this day, and something else another... He dwelled on that thought. Once after the customers had all left, Kei's shift ended, he was free to go. His daydreaming was then disturbed when a red plastic bag was placed in front of his face. "Here, some tofu for tonight." Hanzo said with his obnoxious voice, smiling at Kei. "Ayame likes it fried, right?" he asked. Kei stared at his overly-friendly employer for a brief moment, then accepted the tofu and nodded. "Yeah, with some sauce and pork on rice." Once Kei finished his sentence, he reached into his pocket and placed a cigarette in his mouth, his manager then taking out a lighter to give Kei a hand. "Thanks." Kei said. "You're transferring to that special high school next week, right? Consider this a 'congratulations' and 'good luck' for that. Just make sure you--" Kei then interrupted Hanzo. --Thanks, Hanzo. You don't have to worry about me. I'll keep out of trouble, and I'll succeed. I know my future's ahead of me, and I don't plan on dulling the quality of it one bit." Kei then put on his coat and started to walk off. "Thanks, Hanzo. I'll see you tomorrow." he said, looking back at Hanzo with a smirk. With that, Kei walked off, the rain pouring on his figure. Hanzo smirked back and laughed. "Haha, stupid boy. I didn't mean to say that crap. I was just telling you to make sure you tell your brother I said 'Hi'... damn kids." =========================[Social Information]=============== [ RELATIONSHIPS ]
Jean Hardy - Secret Clown Agent. Spoiler: click to toggle Character Name: Jean Hardy Gender: Male Age: 17 Height: 5'11" Weight: 148lbs Description or Image of Character Appearance: Posted Image Occupation: Student/Part-Time Waiter/Full Time Clown Grade Level: Junior Powers/ Abilities: The Power of Auguste Most agents of H.A.H.A. are no longer considered humans, but a new species: Clowns. By unlocking the secrets behind clowning, Jean has achieved a newfound power, the power of Auguste. To add onto his already almost inhumane capabilities from being an acrobat and clown, Jean has unlocked the next level... in fact, the next 3 levels. * * Pierrot Level 1 - Once activated, Jean's physical capabilities increase, allowing him to move almost freely. Level 1 isn't much, really, as it just opens the limiters on his mind and body. * Pierrot Level 2 - This is when things start getting a little strange. Once activated, Jean's Pierrot mask begins fusing with his body, as it takes on the role of his face, lips and eyes moving with Jean. At this level, Jean has the ability to conjure pies, throwing knives, and a unicycle. His hands and feet also increase in size, but he controls them just as he would his normal hands and feet. Needless to say, Jean's physical capabilities increase even more, pushing onto a humans border and a little bit past that. * Pierrot Level 3 - Once activated, Jean's entire body transforms. His mask becomes fused with his face and he is dressed into a different costume. At this level, Jean's speed and strength is way beyond the human realm, and he can create and throw pies at a rate of 40 pies a minute. Jean is nowhere near mastering this level yet, as he goes insane while in this form. Even afterwards, he is transformed into a mime based on how long he has been a level 3. Equipment You Have: * * Pierrot's Mask Posted Image * Basic Baking Utensils * Mobile make-up kit Residency Request: Yuki House Schedule: Homeroom: Elisa/Yukari 1st: Gym 2nd: History LUNCH 3rd: Music Personality Description: Generally, Jean is a very free and fun-loving guy. Being a clown, he has a great appreciation for the art of humor and is very open to all kinds of joking, though sometimes he may not know when to draw the line between when to be serious and when to joke around. He loves to fool around; calling him a clown and a fool would sometimes be seen as a compliment by Jean. He acts very childish and simple, but that is one of his charms. He cherishes his friendship more than anything, as every entertainer should. There is no purpose to his life if there isn't an audience to entertain. Because of this, Jean puts others first. His up-beat attitude and happiness-driven lifestyle makes him a great person to be around. Though behind this "mask" that Jean occasionally puts on, is a deeper, more serious side. When the situation calls for it, Jean can switch off his usual self and turn on his other side: the darker, serious, and cold Jean. He then becomes heartless and uncaring. Though it is a rarity for anyone to see this side of him, Jean's darker, more serious self is more frightening than anything. Personal History: Jean's past is a hazy one, as his childhood was not one that he enjoys remembering. He was born into a circus family, his parents were the star acrobats in a circus located somewhere in Europe. In his early years, Jean had already mastered the tightrope, and would join his parents in the act, but that wasn't what grabbed his attention. What fascinated Jean was not his own death-defying feats of strength and determination, but the lone brave warriors who donned the white paint and took on the burden of keeping the crowd happy. These clowns were what made Jean the man that he is today. He dropped the act with his parents and dove into the world of the Pierrot. By the age of 12, Jean had already mastered that which his master, Mister Bubbles, could teach him. It was then that he was taken to Paris to further his education in Clowning. It was there, that his life would change drastically. It was there that Jean would find H.A.H.A., and become a Clown Agent. "H.A.H.A.", the Heavenly Art of Humor Association. A secret underground organization of elite clowns that cleanse the world of evil and that which tries to bring about sadness to the world. There is a source of that evil, though. A rogue group of evil fallen clowns aiming to spread sadness and terror to the world exists, though their name has yet been revealed to H.A.H.A. It is because of that evil that H.A.H.A. has trained their agents, including Jean, in the various clown arts. Jean's realm of expertise ranges from pie and knife throwing to acrobatics and a master of disguise and illusions. Along with that, Jean has also spent some time with the ancient mimes of the streets of Europe. By becoming and agent for H.A.H.A., Jean had thrown away his past, even his future. The only thing from his past that lingers in him now would be his Pierrot mask, a good-bye gift from his family and friends back at the circus. Now Jean has been dispatched to Hyakuji, where numerous reports of strange anomalies have strangely occurred. Jean, along with several other unnamed Clown Agents have been dispatched to the bustling metropolis to investigate. Taking the cover of an average high school student, Jean enrolled in Hyakuji High School on the request of his boss; his boss felt that Jean should enjoy the life of a normal Teenager for once. RP Sample: "Hahahahahahahahaha!" the dark maniacal laughter echoed through the halls of the eerie mansion. Jean remained hidden around the corner, his mask hid his arched eyebrows and his serious face. "You fools think you can stop us?!" Jean peeked around the corner to see the monologuing monster. It was a lunatic dressed in a Jester's outfit. In one hand he held on a string the masks of fallen HAHA agents, in the other, he held a sharp shining cane-sword. The jester scanned the room looking for Jean. "The world will soon see... they will learn how to appreciate us!" The guy wouldn't shut up. "They don't understand what we go through, Clown! They don't know how terrible it feels to be laughed at!" He found Jean then, and phased right next to Jean. The Jester's incredible speed surprised Jean, as the first thing Jean saw was the Jester raising his blade and about to come down on him. Quickly jumping to the side, Jean dodged the blade which cleanly made a sharp line in the wall. The blade cut through the wall without making a sound, there was no resistance at all. It was that sharp. With his eyes wide open and a childish smile, the Jester looked at Jean in his Pierrot costume and drooled with intrigue. "We are brothers, clown! Jesters and Clowns! We are the same!" Jean had already prepared 2 pies in his hands now, and his arms were cocked back. "Geeze, guy... Do you ever shut up?" Jean simply said, sending the pies at the jester. The maniac just cut the pies into pieces and plowed forward towards Jean. "Come on! Have a sense of humor!" the jester replied, chuckling and once again with his great speed, raising his blade to Jean. Jean reached into his pocket and took out a giant wobbly plastic-looking sword. The two blades met, sparks flying everywhere. The maniacal jester simply laughed as he pressed even harder, but Jean remained calm, focusing much of his energy into trying to just hold off the jester. Jean was struggling, he couldn't hold out for much longer... "Pierrot... level 2" Jean mumbled. At that moment, his Pierrot mask began to melt onto Jean's face, and he began to glow. His hands gripping his wobbly sword began to get larger; the grip started getting tighter. "What?!" the Jester's face was confused. His arms began to shake as Jean was starting to push him back. "What's going on!?" The Jester looked around at Jean, trying to make sense of what was going on. Then he caught a smile on Jean's mask... Then its lips moved. "What's so funny?" Jean said, his mask had become his face now, and its lips were moving whenever Jean would talk. He took one hand off the wobbly sword and in a great surge of energy, a great delicious-looking pie was formed in his hand, and he slammed it right on the Jester's face. The contact sent the maniac flying into the wall. Jean slowly stood up and somehow put the giant wobbly sword back into his small pocket. "We aren't the same." Jean started, slowly walking towards the Jester who was buried in debris. He picked up the Jester with on hand and held him in the air. With a mysterious and cold smile on his mask-face, Jean said the final words to the Jester. "I'm just trying to have fun." With his free hand, Jean slapped the Jester, who then turned into confetti and silly string. Mark IV - Pedal to the Metal! [Under construction] Spoiler: click to toggle UNDER CONSTRUCTION Inuko Dai-Okami - Bah Bah Black Sheep! Spoiler: click to toggle -[General Information]- Name: Inuko Dai-Okami would be his given name, but most people just call him "Black Sheep" Gender: A penis would make him male! Age: 15 years of age Year: 1st Year Previous Residence: The Lush Fields of Tra-La-La, in another dimension. Current Residence: A home-made tent by the riverside... hopefully an on-campus dorm? Occupation: No-named Scout for the Cansado Ovinos Tribe of the Great Plains of Tra-La-La. -[Visual Information]- Appearance: ![]() Height: 5'5" Weight: 110lbs Distinguishable Marks/Scars/Tattoos: On the upper-left of his back is a special tattoo (brand) representing Inuko's tribe. General Clothing: Black, White, that's about all this boy wears in his human form. In his true form, Inuko is a black sheep, and because of that, he tries to replicate the same "image" when walking on two feet. -[Character]- Personality: Inuko is the black sheep of his black sheep tribe. All his friends and family wanted to do was just graze the wide open fields. Inuko on the other hand was never like that. He always sought adventure and danger, never wanting to stop moving. That was why he became a scout for his tribe. It was the best he could do to somehow feed his crave for adventure. Inuko has never been in the human world, though; everything is strange and new to him. He is very curious, very loud, and very reckless. In a few words, one could simply describe his personality as an persistently inquisitive child. He doesn't really argue against people when they call him that. Likes: Everything strange and new Salads Physical Activity Dislikes: Red Meat The Same Old things Standing still Waiting Animal Fur-Clothing Personal History: Inuko is one of two brothers of the Dai-Okami Family, who have grazed on the Great Plains of Tra-La-La for countless generations. His father is Chieftain of their tribe, and his older brother being the next in line for that position. So ever since he was young, Inuko never had any responsibilities or expectations. For all anyone cared, he could've lived the rest of his life grazing the fields and just getting fat. Most of his fellow tribesmen would be content with that, but not Inuko. He was an odd one, for he always liked doing something--anything. He is often coined as a trouble-maker amongst his tribesmen and with good reason. Inuko has often been caught leaving the Great Plains in search of something else, never specifying what he was searching for. He even came close to death numerous times as he traveled to the nearby Mountains where the Wolf-tribes lived. He was incredibly bored in Tra-La-La, he wanted an escape... Talents/Strengths: + Endless supply of courage + Bottomless Stomach + Ability to fall asleep at will Flaws/Weaknesses: + Reckless + Selfish + Inability to wake up at will Fears: Like all other young adventurous youths (woot, redundancy), Inuko fears the day when he cannot be who he is today. That day when he gets old, fragile, and lazy. That's his worst fear, one that comes hand-in-hand with a nightmare for Inuko. Also, due to recent events, he is also scared of cats. Powers/Abilities No "powers" here, just the given birth-right to all tribesmen of the Cansado Ovinos--the ability to change from true animal form (of a black sheep) to that of a humanoid being. There is no increase in strength or speed. The change in form is about all there is to Inuko. Equipment + Necklace of Tribe + A haircomb + A notebook Reason for Attending School: To investigate this weird world of humans, and also because Inuko overheard some people talking about free food for students. -[Introduction]- RP Sample: "Inuko! Hurry, we need you!" shouted an elder. In the center of the Great Plains of Tra-La-La, a large gathering of black sheep created almost a giant black dot in a paper of green. The sky was blue before, but for some odd reason, now it is black. Not too far away, on the borders of the Great Plains and the Great Mountains, a dark, mysterious, and sparkling vortex began to suck in the area around it. It was literally sucking the blue out of the sky! The elders of the Cansado Ovinos were quite shaken by this unexplainable event. "Where's Scout Inuko!?" the elders demanded, the crowds of sheep looking about for the young scout. "Chieftan! Go find your son and have him investigate immediately! Everyone else, get in your shelters! It's not safe outside anymore." Inuko had already gotten the message and even if nobody had told him, he would've still went to investigate this weird phenomenon. It was something Inuko had never seen before... the sheer destructive beauty of it left the young boy's jaw on the floor. He stood at the border now, trying to make reason of what his eyes saw. Something managed to catch Inuko's attention. Squinting his eyes he looked deeper into the vortex. In its center was a shining bright light--maybe a jewel? Was that the cause of this event? He had to make sure. With his best foot forward, Inuko began heading towards the vortex. AWOOOOOOOO!!!!! "What... what is that thing!?" On the other side of the border was a young wolf--another scout. Her eyes were just as wide as Inuko's, with her jaw doing the same. "Inuko... what is that!?" The wolf marched to the side of Inuko now; a strange event as well, seeing as how the two tribes have hated each other. "I don't know Torii. I wish I knew." The two were childhood friends, both being scouts, they had spent plenty of time together at the borders. It would've been a boring job to just sit at the border and look for any invaders, so to pass time, the two would play long-distance hide-and-seek... taking cover in the bushes and trees and taking turns trying to spot one another. In a split second, the vortex grew larger! The vacuum began to suck in the color of the grass and the sky at an even more rapid pace! The borderland trees were being ripped from the ground and the same would happen to the two scouts. In that quick moment, Inuko lost the feeling of the ground beneath his feet. He looked at Torii and for some odd reason, she was getting farther from him, but she wasn't moving at all? Her mouth moved as she looked at Inuko with grave eyes. Before he could do a thing, Inuko was sucked into the vortex and the last thing he would see was the helpless eyes of his good friend. Tossed into the black, Inuko looked into the hole of where the distant image of his home was. It was closing. He couldn't breathe. It was so dark... even with his eyes open, Inuko could only see black. It drove him crazy, it made him panic. It made him faint. [TO BE CONTINUED] Personal Quote: "What is this... what can I do with it?" Katsuo Aoyama - Beat Em Up. Spoiler: click to toggle -[General Information]-
Name: Katsuo Aoyama Gender: Male Age: 17 Grade Level: Sophomore Previous Residence: The Slums of Hyakuji Current Residence: On-campus dorm Occupation: Student -[Visual Information]- Appearance: ![]() Katsuo is almost like any other youth of today with the exception of his often frightening facial expressions. Almost any face he makes will always have some hint of attitude behind it, ranging from his devilish smile to his burning angry arching eyebrows. Height: 5'9" Weight: 170lbs Distinguishable Marks/Scars/Tattoos: Katsuo only has 1 tattoo, and it is simply the word "Strength" written in Gothic lettering located on his upper-left chest, about where his heart is located. Besides that tattoo, the young man's body is clean and unscathed. General Clothing: To Katsuo, clothes serve a purpose besides making a fashion statement; he is a firm believer in purpose and efficiency, so when it comes to clothes, he just wears any random T-shirt and maybe some A-shirt along with heavy denim jeans, fit just right for the young man. Nothing too tight or too loose. -[Character]- Personality: Proud, arrogant, stubborn, fickle, and most of all aggressive. Katsuo doesn't live his life like some others in society. He doesn't put up faces for anyone at all. He's a very direct and passionate young man. Whether or not those characteristics are taken as positive or negative is never determined, as they define Katsuo very well. Once he finds something interesting, he will not back down until he's completely satisfied with his result. It's his single-track mind that can be considered one of Katsuo's greatest characteristic or maybe his greatest flaw. Just like how he would an opponent, he will pound away at one thing until he's done enough. Katsuo has the mind of a child, though; when he is bored, you will know it. He tends to latch onto things that only interest him, and immediately detaches from that thing once he finds some new thing to take his time. Likes:
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Personal History: Katsuo didn't live the good life. Despite the prospering Hyakuji and her citizens, Katsuo spent the majority of his life living in the slums of Hyakuji, the darker side of the beautiful metropolis. Though despite his harsh environment, Katsuo wouldn't have lived anywhere else. He grew up in giant apartment complexes where he lived with his single mother and a younger sister, and everyday was some sort of struggle for them. During his early childhood, Katsuo had always been picked on by some of his other peers because of his below-average grades, his stupid remarks, and sometimes he would attend class smelling like dirt. This got the young boy into many fights, and those brawls would be what would shape him into the young man he is today. Because he couldn't get good grades and keep out of trouble for his family, he watched over them with great care and tried to help them out financially with any job that he could find--but that wouldn't last since he could never stay in a job without causing trouble. Everything he owns was bought by his own money; the only contribution that Katsuo gave to his family was that he was independent. Talents/Strengths: Katsuo's talents and strengths are just like that of any other average person, except for his above-average ability in street brawling, but one thing about this boy stands out for sure: his spirit. Katsuo's willpower is astonishing. He never gives up, never lowers his standards, and never halts his attack. Flaws/Weaknesses: The boy's stubbornness would be his greatest flaw. He doesn't give up, so when Katsuo ends up in a lost cause, he doesn't just go down, he drags anything/everything around him with him down until everything ends. He risks everything on anything and though for the most part it has proved successful, there may be one day when Katsuo loses everything. Fears: Katsuo is a strong-willed boy who depends on nobody but himself, but that's where his fear comes in. He has nightmares sometimes about a time when he becomes handicapped--forced to depend on others. Just dreaming about this could ruin the young man's day. Powers/Abilities: Katsuo's power is not one that grants him strength to tackle obstacles or to take down enemies. His power does not grant him enhanced defense either; he takes hits just like anyone else and hurts just as badly as anyone else would. His power is neither offense nor defense. It is not the power to push down, not the power to stand up, but the power to get up. Katsuo was blessed by the power of regeneration since he was young. He could heal bruises and even bones and muscles at his own will. His power lets him heal most injury in his body, so that he could get back up and continue the fight. A power quite suitable for this fanatic warrior. Unfortunately, nothing comes without a price, and to heal his injuries, Katsuo pays with his energy. Not only must he concentrate to heal his wounds, he must also force his body to do his bidding. In the end, it may sometimes be wiser for Katsuo to leave an injury untouched rather than attempt to heal it. Reason for Attending School: Katsuo has no real reason to attend the school. It's just that he was beaten up by some kids from Hyakuji High School and he enrolled this semester to seek revenge. -[Introduction]- RP Sample: Katsuo crashed into a metal garbage can in an alleyway. His clothes were torn up and dirty, and his once clean face had been marked with cuts and bruises with little bits of blood smeared about. Just by how he was getting up, anyone could tell that he was getting tired and was hurting. His arms were aching, throwing as many punches as he did have finally pushed his stamina into the red zone. His knuckles were screaming in pain now, as the skin covering them was beginning to tear from all the hits he's landed. There was so much blood on his hands that he couldn't tell if they were even his own. His legs were sore after getting hit by bats and some lucky kicks, but that wouldn't matter as the young man was punched in the face again, sending him flying into the brick wall nearby. Looks like Katsuo wasn't alone. There were several other kids in the alleyway, not dressed in the casual wear that Katsuo donned. They all wore some sort of school uniform, they didn't match the scene at all. They all had clean-cut hair and despite the blood and dirt smeared on their uniform, it still shined. One of the young schoolboys walked up to Katsuo and spat on his face. "You worthless piece of shit!" He knelt down in front of the injured Katsuo, who could barely see a thing out of his two swollen eyes. "Say 'excuse me' next time you bump into me, alright?" Cocking his arm back, the young boy sent a fist across Katsuo's face. The other boys behind him were watching and laughing. Katsuo was moaning in pain as he held onto his face. "Ungh..." he moaned, trying to get a good look at the kid who punched him. "ungh..." Katsuo began to mumble something, and the kid knelt down closer to hear him. "What'd you say?" the boy knelt closer to Katsuo with a condescending look. Katsuo smiled as he continued mumbling to the boy. At some point, his random mumbling became coherent. "You punch like my sister, heh heh..." Katsuo said as he spat some blood onto the boy's face and uniform. "Why you little..." before the boy could even finish, Katsuo tackled him and brought him to the floor, wailing at him and landing a few good hits. By the third punch though, the schoolboy's companions had already jumped in and began to continue beating Katsuo to a pulp. --LATER-- Katsuo was now alone in the alleyway; the blood on his face had already dried and his bruises were setting in. He was just sitting on the floor, holding his arm out and staring at his fist. Miraculously, his wounds began to heal as some of his bruises began to fade. He managed to clean his face of all the injuries, but he couldn't do anymore. His arms and legs would remain black and blue until Katsuo had enough energy to do some more. Sucking his teeth, Katsuo looked to the sky and chuckled for a bit. "Pussies." he mumbled, as he opened his fist. In his hand was an insignia he managed to rip off of the jacket of one of the boys who gave Katsuo the nice beating. The fancy emblem was designed nicely, but Katsuo didn't care for that... he just cared for the three words he read under it. "Don't think this is over." Katsuo said smiling and continued to laugh a bit. He clenched the ripped patch in his hand and burnt the three words into his mind until his day would come. Those three words were: 'Hyakuji High School' Personal Quote: "In the end, I win." Edited by MaKeNsHiZeRo, Jan 23 2009, 12:50 AM.
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| MaKeNsHiZeRo | Jan 23 2009, 02:58 AM Post #2 |
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WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
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Wahaha, added Inuko and Katsuo. |
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