Post by akio on Jul 3, 2012 19:59:46 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Akio Hirose
★ NICKNAME: Aki
★ MEMBER GROUP: Gijinka
★ POKEMON: Zebstrika
★ STATUS Legal
★ AGE: 23
★ HEIGHT: 5' 11"
★ WEIGHT: 176 lbs
★ FACE CLAIM: Haru Sohma from Fruit's Basket
★ APPEARANCE:
Akio isn't some giant, but he's on the tall side. Despite a slender build, he's still plenty sturdy with broad shoulders and strong waist. Most of his height is in his legs and he likes to use them, whether for running or kicking people over the head. His hair is white in front and black in back, colors created by the zebstrika DNA. His eyes were a pale blue before, but have changed to a bright ice blue and if you look hard enough there are yellow rings around the outside of his iris.
Akio wears a lot of black, with a white trench coat in winter. He rarely wears anything without silver accents that jingle in some fashion, whether buckles or loose buttons. Most shirts and pants are tight fitting but with enough give they don't rip when he springs into action. A silver pendant hangs around his neck a gift from his mother.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Collected
- Talkative
- Determined
- Caring
- Adventurous
- Self-reliant
- Reliable
★ NEGATIVE:
- Insensitive
- Vain
- Wasteful
- Guarded
- Rebellious
- Lazy
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Likes people watching, also a bit of a voyeur.
- Puts sweetener in before his coffee and tea
- Enjoys running, jogging or swimming
- Randomly breathes and sniffs people.
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Akio is a pretty nice guy. With a smooth face and ready smile he appears approachable and friendly. He has a talkative nature to back it up too. He can sit outside and carry on a conversation and a thought provoking and intelligent one at that. Reading books and learning new things lost what little interest they once held, so Akio would much rather spend his time outside with physical activities. Still living at home, there is a sense of family and duty somewhere in his heart. However Akio lost most of his close family and has cooked and cleaned for himself so he's more or less self reliant.
Despite that, he'd still much rather just kick back under a shade tree and doze the afternoon away. If he doesn't have to do it, he won't do it to the best of his ability. He enjoys food and will eat what's put on his plate, as long as he likes it. He'll eat a heaping plate but pick out what doesn't taste good. Under the cheerfulness, Akio is wary of those that he meets walking around every day. With spies roaming around and he already having to defend himself against one or two poking around the house, he believes he has a right too. Trespassers on his family's property isn't taken lightly, but will then go and fence hop to get to the best paths for running. Pinning this gijinka down on his opinion or in a fight is difficult. Naturally rebellious, he's not a fan of authority or being ordered around. He's a fighter to the core and is out to keep himself and his family safe.
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H I S T O R Y
- Akio was born as the third child to a middle class family. No one had a ton of money but the family as a whole lived in one huge three story home. Not just his parents and siblings either, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and more. Each did their part of cooking cleaning or gardening. Harvest season saw fruits and vegetables stored and others sold at market. It wasn’t anything spectacular, but it worked for his family. Growing up in an environment like that he learned a diverse range of skills and how to work hard. As a young child he enjoyed rolling around in the dirt to catch worms for fishing, or climbing trees for fruit. Adventurous unlike his older twin sister, Akio would go out on his own to observe pokemon or play with his grandfathers Herdier. Things stayed that way until the disease struck his family.
- Akio was 19 when one by one his family became ill. They didn’t have the resources to send everyone to doctors. The cure was a cure in word only, in return for your life you were transformed into a human pokemon hybrid. The family members who had not fallen ill looked upon the cure with distaste while the others who were dying, were desperate for help. Akio was sent away with several other family members for treatment. He returned with new powers and strength. Only his uncle, now a Gravler, lived through the treatment. The once large and bustling house was empty once the disease made its way through the population. Those left alive had to pick up the slack and Akio and his uncle more so than the others. There was some resentment among the neighbors and younger family members of their powers and over the fact only they had survived the treatment. His uncle moved away not long after, leaving Akio to try and appease everyone.
- At age 21 Akio went for a run one day and never returned home. He wanted to see what was out there beyond the small world he’d known as a child. Larger cities and towns would be more accepting of a gijinka right? He quickly found out that certainly wasn’t the case. There were many who went out of their way to make his life miserable and he fought back, determined to find some semblance of equality. People however are set in their ways and over the next two years he wandered from district to district within the city. He never settled down, but found a few things that stuck with him. Mostly his interest in pokemon and training them. He viewed them more as companions than weapons to fight with, but never tried to catch any.
- Now Akio has found somewhere he thinks he can at least settle down for a few extra months and give a social life a try. Fitting in is a tad harder than he thought though, but that is just an excuse for him to try harder.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Jin
★ AGE: 21
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: Not yet but I'm plotting at least one more.
★ RP SAMPLE:
Toru shook the leg holding onto Jiro and loosened his hold for a second as a warning not to pull on his previously preened feathers. The tapping, while on his unfeeling talon, still carried the vibrations to the skin that could feel and was getting on his nerves. Hell everything the man did got on his nerves. It would be easier and drop him. Certainly the world would be better without one less annoying fly? Toru turned a contemplative eye on his captive, talons each loosening and tightening in rhythm. The fact the sniveling hunter did compliment him on his ass kicking and bruise leaving skills (even if it wasn’t meant as one) did give him a good point. The only one really…
Toru’s shoulders slumped and his wings stilled as they coasted. He couldn’t do it. At least not on purpose. The phoenix had no way of knowing what family he had, or what job, if people other than Toru would miss him. It wasn’t fair. Toru huffed and hissed at Jiro again. Troublesome man. Well at least he could have some fun before they landed. A civil conversation would be too much to hope for but they couldn’t talk a hundred feet in the air.
Toru’s chuckle was Jiro’s only warning before they abruptly dived. He made no move to stop their decent and gained speed. It was only at the last second wings snapped open and they shot over a dark green blur below. If Jiro had motion sickness that would just be too bad though Toru had to smirk at the thought. Back winging to a slower stop he tossed the hunter into a puddle. So it was the only one in the clearing, it wasn’t like he ever missed when he actually aimed. He gracefully tucked his wings in as he landed, graceful neck turning this way and that as he made sure they were alone. Bobbing his head, Toru glared at Jiro once more before turning around. With his back to his enemy, but not really worried about being attacked, the man had piss poor aim. Feathers melted away, a few fluttering to the ground as they came loose, and pale, smooth skin formed over a human body. A naked human body.
Toru peered over his shoulder, utterly bored and held out his hand. ”Hand it over. The jacket.” He glared as he had to clarify. Was there any hope for this man at all? An utter moron.
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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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