Post by skrillex on Nov 25, 2006 23:30:39 GMT -5
Codeword: Pirates
Full Name: Takeo Kiru
Nicknames: Assassin
Codename: Assassin
Age: 15
DoB: June/26/1991
Origins:
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: O-
Hair: Long bangs (Past chin, swoop over one eye). Back spikes up.
Eyes: Dark Red.
Height: 6'0
Weight: 160
Physical Affects of Mutation?: Long fangs; Red eyes; Long Fingers
Personality: Mostly kind and polite, keeps to himself most of the time. His second side is reckless and wild, even dangerous.
Appearance: (Looks like From First to Last's Singer Sonny Moore) Muscular, but not big.
Clothing Style: He almost always wears black t-shirts and dark jeans, to blend into the darkness. Always wears a red cloth mask over the bottom half of his face. (Below the nose)
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black and Red.
Style: Tight pants, with a tight black t-shirt. (Tight for sneaking) Wears a red mask over bottom part of face.
Patterns/Markings:
Boots and/or Gloves?: Sometimes wears two black gloves, with a skeleton hand pattern on them.
Relations: Takeo's family was killed, he feels it is his duty to avenge them and find the killer. He lost track of his best friend when he was 13, and hasn't seen him since.
Weaknesses: Girls, he won't fight girls. Unless, they are a huge threat.
Powers: He can split into two of himself and move around (Other self, can start up to 10 feet away from him); Ability to walk through walls; Can become invisible; Extreme hearing; Detection of vital spots; Lastly, Ghost step(Can walk without making any noise at all)
Affiliation: Independent
Skills: Assassination; Paints and Drawing (Because of long fingers); Expert with poisons.
Interests: Fascination with weapons; He plays guitar, and is talented at it by his acute hearing.
Bio/History: Takeo has a quite complex background, he was born in Canada. He does not remember much of his life in Canada, he and his parents went on a vacation to Japan one summer, when he was around the age of 2.
When they were exiting, the hotel on the last day home they were mugged. A man came wielding a knife, he demanded their money and when they gave him the money, he stabbed and killed his father and his mother. He only left, young Takeo because he was merely unable to talk. After that, the man ran off with the money.
Takeo was frightened even at his age he knew something was wrong, he began to cry and shake his parents. Were they sleeping? He didn't know, the police came later and found him.
After a few days, Takeo was placed in an adoption center. He was adopted much later. He was finally happy, his new parents could tell he was not from Japan by his looks, but they gave him a Japanese name calling him "Takeo".
7 years later the situation repeated from Takeo, but this time it was not a mugging. While he was upstairs , he heard a crashing noise and screaming. He managed to get to the top of the stairs, to see the same mugger running away.
He had enough, everyone he loved died. He left and lived on the streets, the locals called him "Kiru" which means to kill, because everyone he lived with died. He was recognized everywhere, because his face was in almost every paper.
He constantly went to hang out with a boy named "Aki" they did everything together, and they were always together for protection. One day however, he went to find Aki and just couldn't... He was missing. Never to be found again.
He discovered his powers when he was about to be mugged himself, and he ran. He ran into an alleyway, a dead end. He ran and pressed against the wall, tried to climb it and ended up going right through it.
*Example Post:
Takeo was wandering the streets, he passed under each street-light, to try to get used to light. He always had a slight problem with it.
He turned down a corner, and saw a man on the ground begging for change. He sighed, but put a $10 bill in his hat. "Have a nice day" He commented, the man looked delighted and thanked him many times.
He took a deep breath in, and looked up to the moon. While he was staring a man knocked into him, "Sorry" he mumbled. Then he walked down the street at a quick pace.
He turned into a dark alley, his back against the wall. His hand wandered its way to the handle of a blade, a dagger. He pulled it out, it glinted in the light from the street lights. He sighed.
Full Name: Takeo Kiru
Nicknames: Assassin
Codename: Assassin
Age: 15
DoB: June/26/1991
Origins:
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: O-
Hair: Long bangs (Past chin, swoop over one eye). Back spikes up.
Eyes: Dark Red.
Height: 6'0
Weight: 160
Physical Affects of Mutation?: Long fangs; Red eyes; Long Fingers
Personality: Mostly kind and polite, keeps to himself most of the time. His second side is reckless and wild, even dangerous.
Appearance: (Looks like From First to Last's Singer Sonny Moore) Muscular, but not big.
Clothing Style: He almost always wears black t-shirts and dark jeans, to blend into the darkness. Always wears a red cloth mask over the bottom half of his face. (Below the nose)
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black and Red.
Style: Tight pants, with a tight black t-shirt. (Tight for sneaking) Wears a red mask over bottom part of face.
Patterns/Markings:
Boots and/or Gloves?: Sometimes wears two black gloves, with a skeleton hand pattern on them.
Relations: Takeo's family was killed, he feels it is his duty to avenge them and find the killer. He lost track of his best friend when he was 13, and hasn't seen him since.
Weaknesses: Girls, he won't fight girls. Unless, they are a huge threat.
Powers: He can split into two of himself and move around (Other self, can start up to 10 feet away from him); Ability to walk through walls; Can become invisible; Extreme hearing; Detection of vital spots; Lastly, Ghost step(Can walk without making any noise at all)
Affiliation: Independent
Skills: Assassination; Paints and Drawing (Because of long fingers); Expert with poisons.
Interests: Fascination with weapons; He plays guitar, and is talented at it by his acute hearing.
Bio/History: Takeo has a quite complex background, he was born in Canada. He does not remember much of his life in Canada, he and his parents went on a vacation to Japan one summer, when he was around the age of 2.
When they were exiting, the hotel on the last day home they were mugged. A man came wielding a knife, he demanded their money and when they gave him the money, he stabbed and killed his father and his mother. He only left, young Takeo because he was merely unable to talk. After that, the man ran off with the money.
Takeo was frightened even at his age he knew something was wrong, he began to cry and shake his parents. Were they sleeping? He didn't know, the police came later and found him.
After a few days, Takeo was placed in an adoption center. He was adopted much later. He was finally happy, his new parents could tell he was not from Japan by his looks, but they gave him a Japanese name calling him "Takeo".
7 years later the situation repeated from Takeo, but this time it was not a mugging. While he was upstairs , he heard a crashing noise and screaming. He managed to get to the top of the stairs, to see the same mugger running away.
He had enough, everyone he loved died. He left and lived on the streets, the locals called him "Kiru" which means to kill, because everyone he lived with died. He was recognized everywhere, because his face was in almost every paper.
He constantly went to hang out with a boy named "Aki" they did everything together, and they were always together for protection. One day however, he went to find Aki and just couldn't... He was missing. Never to be found again.
He discovered his powers when he was about to be mugged himself, and he ran. He ran into an alleyway, a dead end. He ran and pressed against the wall, tried to climb it and ended up going right through it.
*Example Post:
Takeo was wandering the streets, he passed under each street-light, to try to get used to light. He always had a slight problem with it.
He turned down a corner, and saw a man on the ground begging for change. He sighed, but put a $10 bill in his hat. "Have a nice day" He commented, the man looked delighted and thanked him many times.
He took a deep breath in, and looked up to the moon. While he was staring a man knocked into him, "Sorry" he mumbled. Then he walked down the street at a quick pace.
He turned into a dark alley, his back against the wall. His hand wandered its way to the handle of a blade, a dagger. He pulled it out, it glinted in the light from the street lights. He sighed.