Post by Ken Renkin on Dec 24, 2006 18:08:21 GMT -5
Codeword:pirates
Full Name: Ken Renkin
Nicknames:
Codename:Alchemist
Age: 26
DoB: December 22 1980
Origins: Kyoto, Japan
Orientation: Strait
Blood Type: B-
Hair: Red with black
Eyes: red
Height: 6'00"
Weight: 180 lbs
Physical Affects of Mutation?: He has red eyes and multi-colored hair
Personality:He is nice, but cunning and calculating. He plans way ahead in combat, but only ever knows what to do the moment he thinks he thinks of it. He seems to be idiotic, but in truth, is just to lazy to be smart. He only really tries when working, because he has to know what was wrong with the car in order to use his powers.
Appearance:
![](http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f110/Kurodo_Nexus/ebf33fcd.jpg)
Clothing Style: Suits
::Battle Uniform::
Color:
Style: Just whatever he's got on, except without the suit jacket. He isn't really a super-hero mutant, he just trains it for his job, and weapon skills, cause thats the thing he's into
Patterns/Markings:
Boots and/or Gloves?:
Relations: A mother (Akiko Renkin), and a Father ( Suichi Renkin)
Weaknesses: He can't change the bonds of atoms, so he's limited to changing the form, not the composition
Powers: He has the ability to restructure the arrangement of atoms in a object. Although he can do this, he isn't able to break or make molecular bonds, so he has to stick to the elements he modifies. For example, it he has a steel girder, he can make a steel sword, but with a tree branch, he can only make a wooden one. He is skilled in Martail arts,seordplay, and marksmanship, with a 9 dan in his own special style.
Affiliation: Joe's Garage
Skills: Mechanics, sword-fighting
Interests: swords, anime, cars
Bio/History:He lived in Kyoto Japan for 14 years, until he gained his abilities. He moved to America and lived in Chicago, finishing up his schooling, when he remembered. He never was a good student. He enrolled in a mechanic school, where he excelled with ease, because he can just use his mutant power to fix stuff, like car engines. He just toys around, making it look like he does five minutes of work, then touches whatever wrong, and fixes it. He worked as a mechanic in Chicago for five years, and just recently moved to New York. He found a Job at Joe's Garage, and has been working there since. He has got a nice house in the country, dues to the huge tips he gets for finishing so fast. Every year, he goes home to Kyoto for unspecified reasons. He spends almost all Saturdays sleeping, waking up at somewhere around 1:00, and then practices sword fighting until 10:00, taking occasional breaks, and then marksmanship until 15:00, completing his training day with assorted martial arts until 18:00,then he plays around on his computer until 22:00, then goes to bed, cause he has to get up on Monday to go to work.(( This is all I can do. I'm horrible at huge Histories. I just put what a feel is necessary.))
*Example Post:Ken was working at his job at Joe's Garage. He was wearing a dull gray jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up, and over sized leather gloves, stained oil gray. Joe himself employed him, although he never saw him. He looked at the car, a green and white Toyota Prius; it had a smoking engine and a huge basketball sized dent. He looked at the young girl, about sixteen, about five feet with long wavy blond hair, who was depending on him to fix it, so she wouldn't get grounded for the rest of her life. He stared at it. The entire motor would have to be replaced, and some body work. He asked, " May I ask how you did this?" She replied, " I wasn't paying attention to where I was going on a road near the mountains, and a rock fell on the hood." and then asked him "Can you fix it?" and he replied " Good question... Why don't you get a cup of coffee down the street and I'll fix it up in the meantime." She did as he suggested, and he placed his hand on the engine. He started it up, just to test it. OK, one down, some bodywork to go. He dumped some red paint on the hood, and placed his hand on it. The dent was missing, and the former gray patch was now a cherry red. He was just washing off the car paint when she came back. She said "Wow! You did this all in 15 minutes?" He said " Kind of..." He was laughing as she drove out, saying, "Come again!" He then pocketed the 5,000 dollars that she had given to him as a tip. Well, 2,000 after he gave some to the shop. Not bad for just touching two pieces of metal. He sighed. It was getting around closing. He changed into his non-work clothes, and got in his car, a black Viper. He got it second hand at a junkyard. All it took was 2,000 dollars to convince some construction workers to spare the black paint and a steel girder. He drove out of the garage, and headed down the street. He drove only about half a mile, when he got stuck in traffic. He sighed, and turned on the radio. He tuned it through all the channels, and then turned it off. Why could he never find anything good on that infernal device. He tapped on the wheel of the Viper, waiting for the traffic to move. After about then minutes, it did. He drove up and was about to go through the intersection until the light turned red.
Full Name: Ken Renkin
Nicknames:
Codename:Alchemist
Age: 26
DoB: December 22 1980
Origins: Kyoto, Japan
Orientation: Strait
Blood Type: B-
Hair: Red with black
Eyes: red
Height: 6'00"
Weight: 180 lbs
Physical Affects of Mutation?: He has red eyes and multi-colored hair
Personality:He is nice, but cunning and calculating. He plans way ahead in combat, but only ever knows what to do the moment he thinks he thinks of it. He seems to be idiotic, but in truth, is just to lazy to be smart. He only really tries when working, because he has to know what was wrong with the car in order to use his powers.
Appearance:
![](http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f110/Kurodo_Nexus/ebf33fcd.jpg)
Clothing Style: Suits
::Battle Uniform::
Color:
Style: Just whatever he's got on, except without the suit jacket. He isn't really a super-hero mutant, he just trains it for his job, and weapon skills, cause thats the thing he's into
Patterns/Markings:
Boots and/or Gloves?:
Relations: A mother (Akiko Renkin), and a Father ( Suichi Renkin)
Weaknesses: He can't change the bonds of atoms, so he's limited to changing the form, not the composition
Powers: He has the ability to restructure the arrangement of atoms in a object. Although he can do this, he isn't able to break or make molecular bonds, so he has to stick to the elements he modifies. For example, it he has a steel girder, he can make a steel sword, but with a tree branch, he can only make a wooden one. He is skilled in Martail arts,seordplay, and marksmanship, with a 9 dan in his own special style.
Affiliation: Joe's Garage
Skills: Mechanics, sword-fighting
Interests: swords, anime, cars
Bio/History:He lived in Kyoto Japan for 14 years, until he gained his abilities. He moved to America and lived in Chicago, finishing up his schooling, when he remembered. He never was a good student. He enrolled in a mechanic school, where he excelled with ease, because he can just use his mutant power to fix stuff, like car engines. He just toys around, making it look like he does five minutes of work, then touches whatever wrong, and fixes it. He worked as a mechanic in Chicago for five years, and just recently moved to New York. He found a Job at Joe's Garage, and has been working there since. He has got a nice house in the country, dues to the huge tips he gets for finishing so fast. Every year, he goes home to Kyoto for unspecified reasons. He spends almost all Saturdays sleeping, waking up at somewhere around 1:00, and then practices sword fighting until 10:00, taking occasional breaks, and then marksmanship until 15:00, completing his training day with assorted martial arts until 18:00,then he plays around on his computer until 22:00, then goes to bed, cause he has to get up on Monday to go to work.(( This is all I can do. I'm horrible at huge Histories. I just put what a feel is necessary.))
*Example Post:Ken was working at his job at Joe's Garage. He was wearing a dull gray jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up, and over sized leather gloves, stained oil gray. Joe himself employed him, although he never saw him. He looked at the car, a green and white Toyota Prius; it had a smoking engine and a huge basketball sized dent. He looked at the young girl, about sixteen, about five feet with long wavy blond hair, who was depending on him to fix it, so she wouldn't get grounded for the rest of her life. He stared at it. The entire motor would have to be replaced, and some body work. He asked, " May I ask how you did this?" She replied, " I wasn't paying attention to where I was going on a road near the mountains, and a rock fell on the hood." and then asked him "Can you fix it?" and he replied " Good question... Why don't you get a cup of coffee down the street and I'll fix it up in the meantime." She did as he suggested, and he placed his hand on the engine. He started it up, just to test it. OK, one down, some bodywork to go. He dumped some red paint on the hood, and placed his hand on it. The dent was missing, and the former gray patch was now a cherry red. He was just washing off the car paint when she came back. She said "Wow! You did this all in 15 minutes?" He said " Kind of..." He was laughing as she drove out, saying, "Come again!" He then pocketed the 5,000 dollars that she had given to him as a tip. Well, 2,000 after he gave some to the shop. Not bad for just touching two pieces of metal. He sighed. It was getting around closing. He changed into his non-work clothes, and got in his car, a black Viper. He got it second hand at a junkyard. All it took was 2,000 dollars to convince some construction workers to spare the black paint and a steel girder. He drove out of the garage, and headed down the street. He drove only about half a mile, when he got stuck in traffic. He sighed, and turned on the radio. He tuned it through all the channels, and then turned it off. Why could he never find anything good on that infernal device. He tapped on the wheel of the Viper, waiting for the traffic to move. After about then minutes, it did. He drove up and was about to go through the intersection until the light turned red.