Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2013 16:18:52 GMT -5
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Character Name: Kenzo Mikamura
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Birthday: Dec 28
Birthplace: Hokkaido
Faction: None
Year: First
School Clubs: None
Weapon: Great Nodachi, Arm Shield
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Hair: Long black hair being kept into a style not showing the true length. Bangs being attempted to be held away from eye view however it fails about every day attempted.
Eyes: Black
Build: Muscular
Voice: Deep tone
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 220
Clothing/appearance: Style of clothing is dark toned colors mixed with a sense of a rebel. That being said his clothing can be considered something of a street thug with torn jeans sleeveless hoody, Sometimes he goes without a shirt and just wears the hoody left open. Clothing can be real restricting for someone of his build.
Inventory/accessories: Cell phone, Black wallet, Sword pendant.
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Personality: Silent and cold. Those are the best ways to class his personality. As if he was a real spy hiding right under your nose, He doesn't speak to anyone nor show interest in anyone unless it goes along with something he desires. He could be your lover for a entire year, Just for one simple reason. Once that thirst is satisfied, You would be thrown aside without a care in the world. Some would say that his very stare, Wouldn't be looking at you but at your heart and soul. Groups and anything else of that area would be avoided, As he finds being alone the best thing possible for a person rather then shouldering emotions for another being. They won't breath for you when your dead, So why share your heart with them when it only bleeds for yourself.
Likes:
- Being alone: People in general are a annoyance always complaining about problems, or dragging others in their own path towards self destruction. Far be it for he himself to follow suit on another's ruin.
- Action over words: Not one to talk like everyone for over a hour before a fight. Clashing with another in a cold exchange of steel better suits his taste then wasting breath.
- Know yourself, Know the world: With the time he spends during the day and night besides training, Consists of keeping not only his body in shape but his mind as well. gathering what seems to peak his interest and making mental notes later on.
Dislikes:
- Love: Already being taken by such a emotion once only for it to lead to trouble. Now he tries his damn hardest to steer clear of such "Weakness".
- Crowds: Too noisy, Little space there's no good point to such things like this. To this end he avoids such places where the social norm likes to gather.
- Disruption: Being interrupted by anyone during his "Me" time is just a big no no. When he does have a choice if he wants to socialize he rather just be left alone, So when that time gets conflicted with drama from another party it gets ugly.
Ambitions/Goals: None sett in stone, For now just cutting through life.
Habits/Mannerisms: Tends to leave a conversation while their distracted by another. Escaping near by within a book.
Strengths:
- Enhanced Strength: It take more then people think to effectively use the weapon of choice he prefers. More so to try and attempt it one handed.
- Refined Body: Arms aren't the only thing being worked on, He could be called a party tank if he was in a RPG.
- Sharp survival instincts: Sometimes or another, His body would react without a mental command from his brain in order to protect himself from what was deemed problematic enough.
Weaknesses:
- Speed: While hes done as much as he can to attain a normal speed level for someone of his style. Compared to people who fully focus on such things hes a mile away.
- Teamwork: The word alone is alien to him, In a fight he would normally just look after himself before anyone else.
- Loyalty: He has none to anyone in his life, Never had never will. As such making a bond with anyone would down right be near impossible.
<> Stats <>
HP: A+
SP: E
Strength: A+
Soul: E
Endurance: A+
Agility: C
Speed: C
Luck: E
<> Ancestor/Sacred item <>
Samurai Name: Maeda Keiji
Clan: Takigawa
History: Maeda Toshimasu (前田 利益?, 1533? - 1612), better known as Maeda Keiji (前田慶次?) or Keijirō (慶次郎), was a Japanese samurai of the Sengoku Period through early Edo Period. Toshimasu was born in the village of Arako(present-day Nakagawa-ku, Nagoya), Toshimasu was born to the Takigawa Clan, originally the son of Takigawa Kazumasu. He was adopted by Maeda Toshihisa, the older brother of Maeda Toshiie. Toshimasu served under Oda Nobunaga along with his uncle. Toshimasu was originally intended to inherit Maeda family headship; however, after Oda Nobunaga replaced Toshihisa with Toshiie as Maeda family head, he lost this position. Perhaps because of this loss of inheritance, Toshimasu is well known for not getting along with his uncle.[citation needed]
While in Kyoto, Toshimasu met and befriended Naoe Kanetsugu, Uesugi Kagekatsu's karō. The two became close friends. Consequently, Toshimasu agreed to join Kanetsugu in the Uesugi clan's invasion of Aizu. During the retreat from the failed invasion, Keiji was given the task of leading the rear guard. Riding his horse Matsukaze into battle and brandishing a two-pronged spear, he made a splendid show of force. Due in part to Toshimasu's actions, the Uesugi forces were able to retreat largely intact.
After this, Toshimasu returned to the capital and devoted himself to arts and literature. Keiji was barred from Toyotomi’s Kyushu campaign for his wild way. When the Tokugawa challenged the Uesugi in 1600, he once again fought with Uesugi’s army. In the battle against the Mogami, he broke through the enemy lines with only eight riders, and shattered their formation.[citation needed] After the Uesugi clan's move to the Yonezawa Domain, Toshimasu remained with them, serving as a retainer.
Sacred Item: Sword pendant
Activate Ability 1: Gosai Shuuryou (Red End): A gather of pressure builds up around the blade, With it slowly becoming more visible to the eye. Upon gaining a proper amount the blade then flairs in a red aura, Showing a visual sign of a heat wave around the blade. Empowering the blades force. (Three posts) (A+ -> S)
Activate Ability 2: Oni Sumiyaka (Demon Speed): To negate his weakness of traveling at blinding speeds. An aura flares around his body with an outline of black soon hugging as if he were an animation. During this period his body loses the burden of such weight from his equipment which slows him down to normal speeds. (Three posts) (C -> B)
Activate Ability 3: Subeta Arashi (Sword Storm): A trail of wind slowly starts forming at his feet, As the wind starts from a whisper, or a howl wrapping itself around him until it turns into a small version of a cyclone. The wind colorless at the time soon gains a mixture of red and black filling its walls covering his body's view from the enemy. With a flash of his blade slicing straight down from above his head within. The cyclone breaks into a storm of blades colored in the same Ki that filled the winds earlier, Striking at everything around the center of its birth which is himself.
Passive 1: Musha Kontan (Warrior Soul): Every time he deals direct damage towards a target, He slowly regens life.
Passive 2: Hateshinai Ri-chi (Endless Reach):Due to the massive amount of strength hes obtained from training with such a large weapon. Hes able to shoot out small waves of pressure when swinging.
Overburst Color: Black
Overburst Attack: Hagane No Dansu (Steel of Dance): Swords mirroring his own start to shoot out from the ground and sky all around the party as if they were forming an arena of sorts of steel. Once they finally stop spawning a total of one hundred blades are now around them. With them now floating upwards being controlled by the mind. The solid blades then all break down into the same black Ki surrounding his own body, As if they had no physical form at all, Surrounding blade and arm. The blade now pulses with a black glow every so often like a heart beating its final beats. During this step the blade gains more destructive force until the final beat. Which then it roars with a fierce cry showing that its sett for the final strike. With the blade now being brought down forward the distance does not matter. With a vortex of black Ki screaming its way towards the focused target.
<> Background <>
Support:
- Auiki Mikamura: Sister to Kenzo, Always was stronger then him in the art of swords.
- Jason Norama: Child hood friend, Closest thing to a best friend he had.
- Rein Arables: Auiki's lover, Always had a bad sense of direction until that day.
History: As he sat in the car heading towards his new home, he couldn't help but ponder and look back..To what drove him to such places in the first place. Looking towards the blur of people and trees due to the speed they were traveling. They acted as a vortex mentally within his mind with the end bringing the flood of past memories.
Again his ass hit the floor with a thud, Wooden sword falling right next to him broken in half by the sheer power of his foe standing over him like a tower. Her figure was nothing but monstrous shadowed by the light escaping from the window near. The gym was filled with the sweat and heavy breathing of the two, As he started to pick himself back up, Not even bothering reaching for the blade he simply stood up and dusted off his shoulders. From this new angle she was clear to see without the mask of shadow, Red hair average size bust, Monstrous wooden sword held on her shoulder. To give insult to injury she was wearing that same stylish grin like always when this happened. They were both dressed in the family's uniform for the Dojo, But unlike hers his own was torn all over from the beating he just had taken, With small spots of hue growing on the shoulder and right leg.
"Alright Alright, I give up, God damn you woman why don't you pick on someone your own size." He spouted with a defeated tone just wanting to get this next part over with...Mentally he plugged his ears.
"Oi Oi Oi whats this? My cute little brother has finally decided to give up and submit to his BIG sister? Oh what joy this brings me knowing i have such a family member who's so ready to drop all the weight of our family name onto my shoulders!".Yep....There it was the same line she would always shout out after their spars every day.....A sigh escaped from him as laughter could be heard from the sidelines.
There stood Jason, his only support in this assault of words from his sister...Which was now just laughter following from her little speech. Next to him was Rein, The man that he still wondered how he was able to tame his sister to the point of a relationship. Both looked on the brink of tears, Which pissed him off. His blade which was just used to fight for his life, Was now thrown right at Jason hitting him dead in the head, Which caused him to fall right on his ass....Jerk.
"Maybe next time you will learn to keep it to yourself."
"Ouch you bastard that hurt! Maybe next time you will learn how to dodge!" He responded so sharply even tho he was just taken down by him. Always the smart ass.
"Now Now, Why don't we clean up and get some food, After that ass- Er Fight i'm sure your both hungry.". Rein responded wiping a tear away from his eye. Moving towards Auiki with a arm now being placed around her. They snuggled up and made their way outside. As they would walk like always, Something made my chest tighten watching the two. What it was failed to be brought to light...But it was happening more and more recently.
For years he had been in the care of his sister since he was little. His parents apparently had died in a car wreck and his sister who already was eight teen at the time took responsibility for him before dare giving him up to another family. She had worked hard to keep them settled within the house after everything was taken into their name. Growing up with the awareness that your parents had died was a big mental impact to him Which he guessed why she always had such a light mood on around him. Only once did they ever have a deep talk about their parents leading to small fits of tears on his end. To this day he swears he saw a single tear leave her cheek as well as they embraced about their uncertain future.
There was something else about his family which he found out later on as he grew in age. They had a power to protect and use when the time was right...Currently only his sister knew where this power was in the house being held secretly away from anyone who would wish to take it. Why wasn't she using such power he did not know seeing how strong she is already made him question of she was indeed only using it to spank the pants off him when they are sparring. She was a master of their family art of Battojutsu. Which was being beaten into him since he was able to hold a wooden sword. For years now she had been driving him hard in school and training as if shaping him for some future that was worlds away from what he pictured his future to be. He smirked a bit as the flash back went on pause going back to reality, Looking off to the side at the large blade sheathed laying across his lap. it barely was able to fit within the car..
The flash back now starting again his sister was one with her weapon, a Great Nodachi a sword that looked too big to be real, yet she would wield it with one hand if she wanted. He swore that one day he would rival her with that sword, And kick that woman's ass finally as she did him. Happy memories all and well until two years after such memory... It was dark within the family study. She had called him there after dinner. Rein was gone Jason was most likely out trying for a hook up. They were alone and she held a black box in her lap for a long while. Sitting in silence staring down at it with eyes looking afar. He wanted to speak and ask what this was about, But reading the air the tension within was too great and over powered that action. But it wasn't needed anyway. Within that box the lid was flipped open slowly by Auiki, Showing a small bright shine filling the room. It was only a small guess, But hr wouldn't of really thought his guess would be correct.
The power their family held secret until this day, Their sacred item holding the soul of a fallen warrior of times. Once in which he was soon taught about by her for what seemed to be two days. The training, Schooling, And her own weapon of choice all started to melt together into one solid picture now. This man held strength rivaled by that of the elements themselves and with that blood within their body's they also had the power to take this same strength and make it their own. The only reason why she did not take this power for herself was the power wasn't mean't for her...It was mean't for him since birth. He was also taught that night that the death of his parents wasn't no thing of bad luck..But murder which can happen again should this power be revealed once again.
This was all too much to take in, Too much for him to gather and process with a calm composure as she wished. With the truth now laid out in-front of him he bolted away from the room, Away from the house. Bumping right into Rein without stopping. he took off to Jason's house....That marked the beginning of the last night his world was stable. He stayed at Jason's that night drowning himself in the pleasures of teenage comedy. Still Jason's luck with women was that of a nerd trying for a cheer leader. Which started to bring tears to his eyes from laughter as he recalled what happened to him. The two boys winding the night away with laughs and calls to women until the sun rose once more. Jason falling asleep with a goofy grin on his face as normal no worries in the world.. He himself was already out the door walking back to his own house. With a now sorted mind he would face his sister, Who had been truthful and provided for him when he couldn't. Accepting the power she laid before him and the truth was only a start for things he could do for her.
When he got to the house the first thing that threw him off was the door, It was blown right off the hinges laying inside the house. The second thing was a smell he was all to friends with from training so much with her, The small of blood... He quickly rushed inside the house seeing nothing but what looked as if a tornado had came in and destroyed everything...The couches, Chairs, Shelf's everything you could think of was broken, Ripped, And pulled out as if someone was looking for something- Then it hit him like a train.. The last person to be seen going near the house. The tight feeling in his heart all the days he saw them together. The truth about his parents death people were after that power...And the smell of blood was getting stronger the more he traveled to the study. There he laid eyes on her steadily breathing holding the box tightly in her arms. Her eyes were lifeless as if she was already dead which could be easily considered with the amount of cuts and the large stain of hue growing more into her white tank top. But no she was alive. But that didn't stop him from breaking mentally screaming as he ran to her.
It was two days after the attack that she laid in the hospital recovering from such a fight. never had he seen her in this state, She was his rock, And that rock was now broken down into a pebble. But she finally had enough strength to tell him all about what happened.. Rein was acting the fool all these years going out with her, Slowly they were coming to the idea of marriage which caused her to reveal the truth about everything to him. She had even told him about their family and their secrets as if to not hide anything... And once he had that information he made his attack on her while he was away. He fought her hard with a surprise attack to the back with a kitchen knife..But unlike him, She was trained to fight all he could do is try to gain the upper hand by tricks. As he thought she would be down for the count he continued to slice at her arms and legs threatening her about where was the sacred item. How dumb can you be not to look in the black box... She chuckled weakly as she must of picked up on the thought. She had already hidden the box before he came in and once he figured she wasn't going to talk. He left her there to bleed while he ran around looking for the item. All she could do was sit there and control her body to keep herself alive holding fast while he ran out the house not able to find what he seeked....Which was now within her hands being handed to him.
It wasn't safe for her, Nor him if this item was still around the house and the person mean't for it around as well. As she laid in the hospital news of a school for people like him surfaced as he ran through the papers scattered at the house...This was their only shot at living...But one last thing had to be done, Rein would have to die and for that to happen he had to give up what he held as a treasure...His own innocence.
The flash back had now snapped away from his view mentally as the car slowly came to a stop before the school. It appears memory lane would have to wait for another time. Cold eyes now stared at the handle to the door which would release him into a school of more danger, But with people who shared such things...It was time to start anew.
