Post by blackraven on Feb 26, 2012 5:33:43 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: #13 Black Raven
★ NICKNAME: Rave, Raven, Ect. Rarely gives out his first name
★ MEMBER GROUP: Gijinka
★ POKEMON: Rapidash
★ AGE: 19
★ HEIGHT: 6'1"
★ WEIGHT: 141 lbs
★ FACE CLAIM: Lavi from D.Gray-man
★ APPEARANCE:
Black wears a headband to hold his lengthening, fiery red hair out of his eyes when he is active but removes it when he's resting. His right eye is partially deformed, resembling that of the pokemon he was infused with, the white of his right eye black and the iris red as result of a horrible accident. Wearing an eye-patch over the inflicted area is critical to hiding his identity as a gijinka.
Just slightly over 6" his average body shape, hiding somewhat more muscle than it appears, and fair skin stand out against his visible green eye and brightly colored hair. His clothes vary from time to time but will usually always have some kind of dark or black theme worked into them.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Has a strong sense of justice
- Is a good actor
- Hates violence
- Quick on his feet
- Street-wise
★ NEGATIVE:
- Rather unfriendly
- Holds grudges easily
- Untrusting
- Lazy
- Extremely cowardly
- Obedient
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Fiddles with his headband a lot.
- Often chases after or follows quickly moving things.
- Overheats easily becoming warm to the touch.
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Black goes by the name Rave, Raven or otherwise. He rarely to never gives out his first name to avoid being tracked down by the Epispect's dogs. The Rapidash DNA in his blood makes him skittish and a bit more curious then he really should be. While not as fast as an actual Rapidash coming in at about 150 km per hour he can run faster than any normal human can; though the urge to chase after cars and larger birds can be a nuisance sometimes.
Black is a practiced actor, he can put on any front and pull most of them off without any flaw. To keep suspicion from the people he comes into contact with he will change his attitude accordingly, acting tough in front of his "back alley pals" and putting on a great smile, followed by a giggle or two, for those he meets outside the darker parts of his life.
Even his real behavior is a charade in itself, putting up a rude front only to scare easily, run away from a fight when he can, and become fiercely protective of those he's loyal to.
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H I S T O R Y
- He was experiment #13 codenamed BlackRaven. He doesn't remember where he was born or who his parents were, the only person Raven could call father was the doctor who took him in and saved him from the virus by infusing him with pokemon DNA at the age of seven. The Rapidash DNA however proved too strong for him to bear at such a young age, causing injury and malfunction during recovery. The right side of his face is covered to prevent others from seeing his miscolored right eye, and has problems controlling the pokemon-like instincts and urges he has.
- Having no choice in the matter of becoming a gijinka the young teen simply accepted it as a part of himself. As he grew older he took on his codename as his real name and appointed himself the doctor's bodyguard. He carried out various transactions for this "Father", who operated on the black market, delving deeper into that world than he would have liked. His fast reflexes and faster speed helped him to avoid those who wished to capture him, and his ability to use moves against those who wished to hurt his parent. Never, never, would he go as far as to kill someone. Black had never been able to carry out the act, and he never would if he could help it.
- When he was 17 Black came home to find "Father" murdered in cold blood. No evidence had been left behind by the culprit leaving the guilt ridden, angered boy to only suspect their greatest enemy: Epispect. While in a blind rage he came close to killing someone for the first time, but managed to just barely stop himself in time and swore to never harm another person like that again; the exception to his oath being the dogs of Epispect. Black would happily take down any one of those damned traitors any time of the day. He hoped. Unfortunately, he had never been trained in the ways of fighting, and soon learned that he was better at escaping and avoiding the corporation then dealing with them directly.
- Black became extremely depressed for a while, lost and angry with his lack of power. He also realized during that time that he had been trained as a pet all his life, easily taking orders from someone and carrying them out. With nowhere else to go, he took up his father's work on the black market as an illegal gijinka. While he did not have the courage to actually preform the transfusion he had seen so many times throughout his life himself he offered himself to other underground clients as a transport of sorts. Raven could carry any information, resources or equipment as fast or as far as anyone needed, narrowly avoiding capture during such tasks. It still wasn't the lifestyle he had always dreamed of, but he didn't know anything else.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Black Raven
★ AGE: 18
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: None... yet.
★ RP SAMPLE:
The girl behind him shuddered, sending a wave of guilt through his body. The wolf had never meant to cause this kind of trouble, he had only sat down there to escape his previous enemies. He had sat down at that table to ensure his own safety. And now he had brought this poor redhead into a world where she did not belong, one where mythical beasts and their enemies were waging a secret war beyond hope of a bloodless end. He didn't really have much choice in the matter. He would try to draw the attention away from her, make the soldier forget that she was ever a threat to him.
Vincent straightened his body, still standing in a protective spot but in a now less threatening way. His voice came out in a much calmer tone, holding back a growl which sat in the back of his throat. Just who did this guy think he was anyways?
"You might not believe this, but I've never met this person before today. We ran into each other by coincidence but I was a fool and got her wrapped up in some kind of mess. How could I just leave her there knowing that she had been seen with me. But, she is human. I don't believe that makes her important to someone like you."
He paused, watching the blonde with a fierce gaze. If he tried anything funny, Vincent would be fully transformed in a mere few seconds.
"I on the other hand," Vincent reached up and drew back his hood, "might be of a little more interest."
His reddish, fur colored ears flicked a little, happy to finally be free of their enclosure. After keeping them laid flat against his head for so long they were kind of sore. He massaged one with his free hand, caressing the silky fur in a way that made him slightly ecstatic. But now was not the time for that...
"Their genuine I assure you. Now let the innocent go."
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★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
CLEAR AND TRUE
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