Post by kyo on Jul 25, 2012 23:38:33 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Kyo Ihara
★ NICKNAME: Key
★ MEMBER GROUP: Team Rocket
★ POKEMON: Mightyena
★ STATUS Illegal
★ AGE: 21
★ HEIGHT: five foot nine inches
★ WEIGHT: one hundred and sixty seven pounds
★ FACE CLAIM: Akira from Togainu No Chi
★ APPEARANCE:
Kyo’s build isn’t going to get him noticed in a crowd. He’s average height with drooping shoulders and relaxed gait. The most noticeable thing about him is his light gray almost silver toned hair and light powder blue eyes. Kyo’s skin is a pale cream like he never spends enough time out in the sun. His face is smooth and hasn’t lost its boyish appearance .The truth is he wears long sleeves year around and he rarely wears shorts. Scars mar most of his arms, torso and back. Most are knife scars from fights, but the one’s on his back are from a whip. A silver pendant shaped like a coiled Dragonair hangs on a leather strap around his neck. His cloths have a punk style with high top shoes, warm toned shirts and a jacket with fur along the hood. A knife and its sheath rest on his belt. The name of his mother is carved into the metal near the hilt of the knife.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Ambitious
- Courageous
- Self-reliant
- Practical
- Endures
★ NEGATIVE:
- Rebellious
- Gloomy
- Hostile
- Stubborn
- Reluctant
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Loves to like blood off his knife blade to freak people out
- Pouts when he sulks, full lip out and everything
- He likes digging in the dirty and rolling around in smelly things
- Is often an insomniac because he feels the urge to sit and guard something at night for no reason
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Kyo is tough as nails and never backs down from a fight he thinks he can win. Once he has his teeth sunk into something, Kyo rarely lets go. He’s driven and not weak of heart. Gallant to some and a fool to others, he cares little for outside opinion. At times it’s to the point of ignorance, but he will admit to not knowing as much as he should and will work hard to correct it. Kyo is street wise and could navigate the back alleys with no problem; of course he lacks the finesse to blend in with higher class folk. He doesn’t really like fancy food or fancy people, so it’s not seen as a loss. More than a bit reckless, he will charge into a situation knife flashing. That doesn’t mean he won’t survey the surroundings and take a logical course of action, but he prefers to wing it once in a fight. Despite being a tad emotionally cold and cynical, Kyo gives people the benefit of the doubt and doesn’t always go with his first instinct to see the worst in people. Somewhere in his broken and twisted heart he has a hope of being able to live normally. He knows the odds of that happening are slim, but he refuses to lose the last little bit of light in his soul. The rest of him is tainted with blood and lust however. He has killed before and will again if he wants. It’s about survival and Kyo crossed the line between innocence and murderer long ago. He scoffs at those who think the world is a bright sparkly world with good people who won’t hurt you. Shit happens and people are unable to stop it no matter how hard they try. The best they can hope for is they’re to blind and deaf to realize how much worse off they are.
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H I S T O R Y
- Kyo was born into a stable middle class family. His father worked at a local restaurant keeping track of the money made and spent by the company while his mother was a pokemon breeder. He was an only child and his younger years weren’t anything spectacular. The virus was spreading far and fast, but Kyo was too little to understand anything more than the fear. His parents shielded him to the mass hysteria and instead sent him to live with his grandparents in the farmlands outside the city. Even there people weren’t safe from the virus, but Kyo never became ill. However word came in a formal letter to his grandparents that they were now Kyo’s official guardians as both of his parents had perished. At age six he was able to understand that mommy and daddy weren’t coming back, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t stand at the edge of the long walkway near the mail box and watch down the street for them. He was in denial for a long time, not about their death, but refusing to live as though they weren’t there. He kept a journal even into his early teen years, of letter written to his parents, explaining how he was doing. Kyo’s gentle and quiet personality morphed into a rebellious independent one, and he was a handful for anyone trying to control him.
- Kyo ran away from home at age thirteen. He ran for the city, though it was no easy feat. It seemed as though his grandparents knew quite a few people in the surrounding community. He ended up on the opposite side of town just to avoid having to return home. Kyo managed to survive on the streets through earning a place in its seedy underside. He was a prostitute for a bit, a thief when it was needed and could be hired for extra muscle as his body filled out a bit more. Handling a knife came easy to him and he would practice into the night how to make it as flashy and dangerous looking as possible. There was a part of the underground he wanted to get into but had to wait until he had the money for. Gijinka fights, where bets were placed on one of two gijinka and they fought until a winner was decided. It wasn’t life and death, though the weak of heart ended up dead one way or the other. Once a gijinka was too injured to fight anymore or forfeited for one reason or the other, the fight was over. Still it was an all out brawl with no other rules. To a testosterone driven teen like Kyo it was something that looked cool. Through some contacts he’d made while a prostitute he became a willing pet to a rich woman. She funded an illegal transfusion. He didn’t care where the DNA came from, he was just happy to finally be a gijinka and fight.
- Kyo became his masters prized dog. His tactics weren’t dirty, all the time, but not many could match his skill with the knife. He was content to ride his high, at least until it crashed with him. The woman grew tired of him and tossed him away from something prettier and Kyo stayed in the fighting ring to help pay off the debt he now owed her. That was when the fights started getting bloody and he earned his scars. When a fighter didn’t perform well they were chained and whipped. The group running the fighting ring had changed hands a year before and things had gone downhill fast. However Kyo was basically owned property at that point and there was little he could do to fight back.
- Once he emerged with his debt repaid and ill and injured, Kyo was once again living day to day on the streets. It was a Team Rocket grunt that found him lying in an ally with a fever and treated his wounds. The man saw his scars and talked about TR’s belief in equality for everyone and how to stop the violence in which Kyo had gotten caught up in. It was the right message and the right time and once he recovered he joined their cause. Of course he didn’t completely give up the way he had been living. Sometimes the only way for people to see reason or understand what true peace was, they had to be shown was violence and force were.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Jin
★ AGE: Twenty something
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: Yes… they multiply…
★ RP SAMPLE:I write lots of fun things! –is dork-
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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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