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| Subject: Kyoshiro Wed Aug 10, 2011 2:57 pm | |
| Exorcist Basic InformationName: Kyoshiro Inuzaki -- Nickname: Ghost --- Special Title: Level Two Exorcist Gender: Male Age: 17 Weight: [167] lbs Height: [6]'[2]" Loyalty: Black Order Birth-date: [September] [9] Place of Birth: Birmingham, UK Place of Living: The Black Order Black Order Branch: European Personality:Kyoshiro displays a multitude of attitudes in certain situations of his usual everyday life. He is casually silly and youthly influenced in his personal life along with in circumstances the require no seriousness. Around friends, Kyo is a very open, contently spirited person. Usually displaying a calm, layed-back attitude, though he sometimes can be a bit sensitive. However, he is perfectly capable of being very mature and serious, and shows a strong sense of wiseness that is usually shadowed by his usually foolishly silly personality. This side of him is only shown in serious or formal situations however. Appearance:Avi StatisticsExcellent, Above Average, Average, Below Average, or Poor. For every Excellent you have, you need one Poor or two Below Average. For every Above Average, you need one Below Average. If wanted, you can have them all Average.Strength: Below Average Speed: Above Average Stamina: Average Innocence/Chi Synch: Average Intelligence: Average Anti-Akuma Weapon InformationWeapon Type: Sword Weapon Class: Equipment Weapon Appearance:A long silver nodachi Weapon Abilities: Kyoshiro's weapon ability is to control and alter molecules. - Level One:
Kyoshiro is able to control objects that are already created.
- Level Two:
Kyoshiro is able to manipulate molecules to bend gravity. Innocence Location:Background and Roleplay InformationHistory:Kyoshiro was born into an orphanage. He knew nothing of his mother or father, he wouldn't even know his name if his parents hadn't left that with him. Most of his early life, he would help his foster mother and study. That was what his life consisted of for several years, along with the occasional bully or two. He had alwyas been fast and had always been able to sense things others couldn't. In fact, it was discoverd that all of his senses were doubled of that of a normal human. He assumed that this was a trait of his parents that had been passed onto him. By the time he was 10, he had been bullied so often that he was now able to simply dodge every single swing his bullies would throw, instead of being forced to run away. When he was twelve, he began discovering strange that he could do strange things. He was able to move things without touching them. Every day he would do this, he would try to move something that was far out of his reach. He suceeded every time. No one knew, for an entire year he practiced this until his foster mother saw him moving an entire bookshelf. It shocked her so much that she died of a heart attack. He couldnt believe what he'd done. The only person that had other loved him or cared for him, had died because of him. For two years, he didnt say a word, he didnt move anything without touching it and if anyone tried to beat on him, he would just let them. On his 15th birthday, the people that had been beating him up since he could remember finally tried to end it, they were going to kill him. Kyo sat in the kitchen, his assailants enterd. There was 7 of them, all of them were two or three years older than he was, and without a sign or warning, they began hitting him. He knew he wouldn't survive even two minutes of this with so many people hitting him at once, he let out a scream and then, a distinct spilling noise was heard. The beating stopped and everyone else screamed, Kyo opend his eyes slightly only to see a knife impaled through one of the assailants` face. They all ran and he just sat there, staring at the dead body, the body fell to its knees, but no lower. The rest of the night, he just laid there, smiling slightly. The next morning, he showerd, packed his bags and left the orphanage. He had become carefree and ventured out to live his life on his own. He didn't last long without being found by The Black Order, however. He was recruited into the order and has lived there for the past two years. The order made him who he is today and he continues to train his abilities everyday, in hopes to redeem himself for what he did to his foster mother. Code of Approval:I read the rules and Rin is a sexy beast. Roleplay Sample:- Spoiler:
Kyo's eyes shot open, he had fallen asleep. He lived on the east side of the city of Birmingham, which was pretty dingy. He was in his usual coffee shop, in his usual corner, on his usualy day. Everything was just so...ordinary. He glanced around at the people that were looking at him, they glared at him as if he was homeless, he didn't blame them, he snored quite obnoxiously. He jumped up form his seat and walked out into the cold thursday morning, his hot cofee steamed from the vents on the cup and every exhale he made, reached out into the cloudy sky. He turned down Cedar Ave, which is a few miles of nothing but housing districts. Just about everyone was waking up to go to work at 6:00 in the morning, the steam from the hot showers in the houses filled the ally, making it humid and difficult to see.
He turned into his normal ally, in which he would stop and finish his coffee, toss it in the nearby dumpster and then climb a gate to yet another stretch of housing in which he would walk a mile down the road to his house. But, this was not the case. As soon as he turned down the allyway, a loud "crack" was heard, followed by a "thud". In the Allyway, there three men, standing over a woman, they had snapped her neck and Kyoshiro had turned into the ally just in time to catch them red-handed. But he was just an average guy, he didn't have any special powers or martial arts training, he couldnt possibly stand up to three armed crooks. He held his breath, the steam from the showers was probably still covering him since they didnt see him yet, either that or he was just lucky. He took a single step backwards as slowly as possible, he had commited the faces of everyone in front of him to his memory, if he could just get to the poilce, he could turn them in.
His foot touched the floor, immideately crushing some shards of glass. The three men turned their heads to his direction and began to laugh. "Look at this fuckin loser, look at his face!", said one. The other's followed, "Yea, he's scared shitless, aint he? Whatdya want shitstain?!" Kyo couldn't move, the crooks began walking toward him and he still wasn't able to move. One of them grabbed Kyo by his collar, raising a fist to him and shouting in his face, "You saw what we did didn't you! And now you're thinkin you're gonna turn us in, aint ya?!" He felt a jolt of fear rush through his body and was suddenly able to move, "Yep." he shouted just before pouring hot coffee in the crook's face. The crook screamed in pain and let go of Kyo's shirt collar, as soon as he did, Kyo turned around and ran back the way he came, towards the coffee shop. He needed to get into a public place so that more people could see he was being chased. He heard the footsteps coming after him, the shouts echoing through the allyways, these sounds made him run faster, he began to hear the sounds of people in the morning streets, he must be near the coffee shop, it had only taken him five minutes for him to walk into the allyway afterall.
Kyoshiro reached the coffee shop and turned around to see if he was still being chased. As soon as he did, he felt massive pain flood the side of his face. He was being chased afterall, and they were just as fast as he was. The punch from the crook gave him more momentum to turn around and run away, which is exactly what he did. The police station was a good eight miles from where he was, there was no way he'd stay away from them for that long, he'd be caught and there was very little he could do to prevent that, he kept running, looking at the people in the streets, they weren't even paying attention. He now understood that he would be forced to stand up for himself. He sprinted towards the outdoor restaraunt on 37th street, he grabbed one of the chairs, turned around and swung it. It was a direct hit that knocked one of the crooks unconscious. He repeated the attack on a second crook, but then he dropped to his knees. He felt a pain in his chest that he'd never felt before, a warm liquid ran down his chest and up his throat, his vision blurred and he fell to the floor.
He looked up at the crook, who just smiled and walked away. That's right, it was East Birmingham, what was he thinking? No one was ever going to help him, in fact, they'd probably help the crooks if anything, that was what this side of town was like. Tears flooded his eyes and trickled down his cheeks, it became harder and harder to breathe and the more he struggled...the more he bled. He smiled, coughing slightly, "Well, at least this day wasn't normal. Who knows..maybe i'll get to meet that girl in the afterlife", he chuckled.
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| Subject: Re: Kyoshiro Wed Aug 10, 2011 6:28 pm | |
| I cant say much for your Anti-Akuma weapon, im sure when you make your weapon app it will be more understandable but for now
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this is Farnk? |
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