Post by Taro Suudo on Nov 9, 2007 19:55:26 GMT -5
Name: Taro "Crosseye" Suudo
PC Appearance:
(I've drawn better but this is what I've got XD)
PC Job: Dual Gunner,
PC Age: 23
PC Gender: male
PC Hair Color: dark brown.
PC Eye Color: Black background with a white cross as the pupil. The cross runs around the eye, like a ball bound by two pieces of tape, one running horizontally around it, the other, vertically, the where the two stripes meet being the center of the eye.
PC Height: 5'3"
PC Weight: 154
PC Clothing Style: (If you don't understand, refer to the picture)Farily simple, yet strangely alien, Taro prefers clothing he can move in. He wears a longsleeve, zip up turtleneck jacket, not tight fitting, but certainly not loose either. Underneath the coat (which he occaisionally wears open) he wears a black tanktop. He wears a yellow scarf around his neck tied in the back. He wears a pair of rectangular glasses that mostly cover his eyes. They have mirrored lenses, so one can't see through them. He wears a pair of navy blue cargo pants, with what would normally be hammer holders on the sides, but have been convereted to holsters of sorts. He wears a pair of odd looking shoes. There don't appear to be any laces, but there is a belt wrapped around the arch, and one that runs around over the arch and behind the ankle. He wears a pair of black fingerless gloves with the fingers cut off. The turtleneck is decorated with a pair of blue stripes running down the arms, a pair of strange yellow and black badges on the sides (See picture) and a strange design that means nothing on the front.
PC Physical Traits: A tattoo of a cross wrapped in roses on his back. Also tattoo of a germanic bird on his lower right arm, and what appears to be a barcode on his neck.
PC Personality: A calm quiet man, he doesn't anger easily, and even when he does, it's not so much an outburst as a cold, and collected retort meant to goad the enemy into attack, so as to justify beating the crap out of him. He is usually able to keep a clear head about him and see the truth in things. The same goes for his person in real life, although he gets really pissed if someone breaks into his convenience store, and reacts in more violent/loud way when angered.
Fighting Style: Study the enemy before attacking.
Strengths: An experienced campainer, Taro has seen a lot of fights. He likes to watch and learn, and will occaisionally enter a fight just to watch his opponent, then run away so as he can face them again at a different time, and beat them. He's excellent at piocking out other's strategies, and has quick eyesight. He also know's some kicking techniques in case he's trapped in a melee situation. He's quite paranoid, and always tries to be prepared for an ambush situation, his senses always on max input. Also has a wide knowledge of military strategies, and knows how to utilize cover.
Weaknesses: Since he has no bladed weapon, Taro is forced to do longrange unless trapped in a corner and out of ammo. Also, because of his body's size, (A touchy subject) he has trouble attacking larger people (As they will usually just walk over and beat the crap out of him unless he can get a good shot in) He hates to use magic except in the most extreme of cases, and as such, usually wont.
.:|Weapon Information|:.
Weapon Name: The sons of Sariel
Weapon Type: Dual Guns.
Weapon Appearance:
Weapon Abilities: Smite: Slows down opponents movements so that they are slower than Taro. Each successful hit hinders the opponent by about 5 pounds.
.:|Real World Information|:.
Real Name: Gin Shelhiem
Real Appearance:
Wears a pair of oval glasses. Has a wise and knowing look on his face when he isn't drunk or angry. An attractive man, he has a scar on his back from a snipers bullet, which effectivly put him out of the armed forces. He keeps up on his training though, and has no need to hire bouncers for his bar.
Real Occupation: Former military, now runs his own bar.
Real Age: 23
Real Gender: Male
Real Hair Color: black
Real Eye Color: icy blue
Real Height: 5'9"
Real Weight: 147
Real Clothing Style: Likes hawaiian shirts and khaki pants, Or a black tanktop with black pants. Wears a very expensive watch that happens to be pretty much indestructible. Carries a knife on a shoulder holster underneath his shirt. He usually wears a pair of sandals, except in the winter when he wears hiking boots.
Real Physical Traits: A few scars on his arms. A tattoo of a cross wrapped in roses on his back. He speaks with a faint european accent.
Real Personality: A little more pugnacious than online, and slightly more exciteable, still very calm and collected though, even when he is drunk (Unless he's fighting...dur...) He doesn't like to use his knife when he's fighting unless he must. He likes to apply his army training in the game.
Parents: Misa Yamato (Japanese), Edward Shelhiem (German).
Siblings: none.
Relatives: grandfather who lives in Kyoto.
History: (optional)
.:|Role Playing Information|:.
Sample RP
Taro jumped back, skidding as a giant pointy arm thing landed where he had been just seconds before. The sharp tip of the spear like projection dug deep into the ground from the force of the blow. The golem was huge. How the heck am I going to beat something like this... Taro made a diving leap, rolled and crouched behind a rock. There was another crash and the other arm shattered the top part of the rock. Taro twirled and fired off a few shots at the thing. They seemd to bounce harmlessly off, he could hear the pwing of the bullets as the ricocheted from the golems body. Crap...hmmm... Taro crouched lower as the thing rained blows down upon the rock shiedling it from its prey. SHards of rock, dust and sand rained down on Taro's head. He knew the monster would reach him in a few minutes, but to run from his only shelter in the field was suicide. He had one option left. As the monster raised its legs up for a double strike on the rock, Taro vaulted onto the top of the rock, jumping onto one of the "arms" of the golem, and running up it. Reaching to top of the creatue, he aimed his guns downwards and let loose at the things eye with all he had, practically drilling through it with the bullets. The creature collapsed and dissipated, and Taro, thouroghly pleased with his victory walked away to live to fight another day.
PC Appearance:
(I've drawn better but this is what I've got XD)PC Job: Dual Gunner,
PC Age: 23
PC Gender: male
PC Hair Color: dark brown.
PC Eye Color: Black background with a white cross as the pupil. The cross runs around the eye, like a ball bound by two pieces of tape, one running horizontally around it, the other, vertically, the where the two stripes meet being the center of the eye.
PC Height: 5'3"
PC Weight: 154
PC Clothing Style: (If you don't understand, refer to the picture)Farily simple, yet strangely alien, Taro prefers clothing he can move in. He wears a longsleeve, zip up turtleneck jacket, not tight fitting, but certainly not loose either. Underneath the coat (which he occaisionally wears open) he wears a black tanktop. He wears a yellow scarf around his neck tied in the back. He wears a pair of rectangular glasses that mostly cover his eyes. They have mirrored lenses, so one can't see through them. He wears a pair of navy blue cargo pants, with what would normally be hammer holders on the sides, but have been convereted to holsters of sorts. He wears a pair of odd looking shoes. There don't appear to be any laces, but there is a belt wrapped around the arch, and one that runs around over the arch and behind the ankle. He wears a pair of black fingerless gloves with the fingers cut off. The turtleneck is decorated with a pair of blue stripes running down the arms, a pair of strange yellow and black badges on the sides (See picture) and a strange design that means nothing on the front.
PC Physical Traits: A tattoo of a cross wrapped in roses on his back. Also tattoo of a germanic bird on his lower right arm, and what appears to be a barcode on his neck.
PC Personality: A calm quiet man, he doesn't anger easily, and even when he does, it's not so much an outburst as a cold, and collected retort meant to goad the enemy into attack, so as to justify beating the crap out of him. He is usually able to keep a clear head about him and see the truth in things. The same goes for his person in real life, although he gets really pissed if someone breaks into his convenience store, and reacts in more violent/loud way when angered.
Fighting Style: Study the enemy before attacking.
Strengths: An experienced campainer, Taro has seen a lot of fights. He likes to watch and learn, and will occaisionally enter a fight just to watch his opponent, then run away so as he can face them again at a different time, and beat them. He's excellent at piocking out other's strategies, and has quick eyesight. He also know's some kicking techniques in case he's trapped in a melee situation. He's quite paranoid, and always tries to be prepared for an ambush situation, his senses always on max input. Also has a wide knowledge of military strategies, and knows how to utilize cover.
Weaknesses: Since he has no bladed weapon, Taro is forced to do longrange unless trapped in a corner and out of ammo. Also, because of his body's size, (A touchy subject) he has trouble attacking larger people (As they will usually just walk over and beat the crap out of him unless he can get a good shot in) He hates to use magic except in the most extreme of cases, and as such, usually wont.
.:|Weapon Information|:.
Weapon Name: The sons of Sariel
Weapon Type: Dual Guns.
Weapon Appearance:
Weapon Abilities: Smite: Slows down opponents movements so that they are slower than Taro. Each successful hit hinders the opponent by about 5 pounds.
.:|Real World Information|:.
Real Name: Gin Shelhiem
Real Appearance:
Wears a pair of oval glasses. Has a wise and knowing look on his face when he isn't drunk or angry. An attractive man, he has a scar on his back from a snipers bullet, which effectivly put him out of the armed forces. He keeps up on his training though, and has no need to hire bouncers for his bar.
Real Occupation: Former military, now runs his own bar.
Real Age: 23
Real Gender: Male
Real Hair Color: black
Real Eye Color: icy blue
Real Height: 5'9"
Real Weight: 147
Real Clothing Style: Likes hawaiian shirts and khaki pants, Or a black tanktop with black pants. Wears a very expensive watch that happens to be pretty much indestructible. Carries a knife on a shoulder holster underneath his shirt. He usually wears a pair of sandals, except in the winter when he wears hiking boots.
Real Physical Traits: A few scars on his arms. A tattoo of a cross wrapped in roses on his back. He speaks with a faint european accent.
Real Personality: A little more pugnacious than online, and slightly more exciteable, still very calm and collected though, even when he is drunk (Unless he's fighting...dur...) He doesn't like to use his knife when he's fighting unless he must. He likes to apply his army training in the game.
Parents: Misa Yamato (Japanese), Edward Shelhiem (German).
Siblings: none.
Relatives: grandfather who lives in Kyoto.
History: (optional)
.:|Role Playing Information|:.
Sample RP
Taro jumped back, skidding as a giant pointy arm thing landed where he had been just seconds before. The sharp tip of the spear like projection dug deep into the ground from the force of the blow. The golem was huge. How the heck am I going to beat something like this... Taro made a diving leap, rolled and crouched behind a rock. There was another crash and the other arm shattered the top part of the rock. Taro twirled and fired off a few shots at the thing. They seemd to bounce harmlessly off, he could hear the pwing of the bullets as the ricocheted from the golems body. Crap...hmmm... Taro crouched lower as the thing rained blows down upon the rock shiedling it from its prey. SHards of rock, dust and sand rained down on Taro's head. He knew the monster would reach him in a few minutes, but to run from his only shelter in the field was suicide. He had one option left. As the monster raised its legs up for a double strike on the rock, Taro vaulted onto the top of the rock, jumping onto one of the "arms" of the golem, and running up it. Reaching to top of the creatue, he aimed his guns downwards and let loose at the things eye with all he had, practically drilling through it with the bullets. The creature collapsed and dissipated, and Taro, thouroghly pleased with his victory walked away to live to fight another day.
