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Post by Akio Tokuhana on Aug 2, 2011 1:18:08 GMT -5
NAME: Crowe
GENDER: Rather Not
AGE: 23
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: Several boards and some table top and LARP
OTHER CHARACTERS: Adair and Michael
HOW YOU FOUND US:I wandered in from the outside world.
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AKIO TOKUHANA
“Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength.”
NICKNAMES: (Akio = Hero Toku = Virtuous Hana = Flower) Kio, Aki, Toku-san
GROUP: Dreamer
AGE: 21
BIRTHDAY: June 9th
OCCUPATION: Teaches Muay Thai, physical therapist at the hospital.
GENDER: Male
PLAY-BY: Uruha from GazettEAkio stands at 5'9" and weighs about 136 pounds. He has a slender but well toned build from years of martial arts. Since he was a young boy, he's been going through Muy Thai and has acquired a black belt through his studies. He holds himself with a relaxed and what seems to many people an arrogant air. However, the composure is simply born from the martial arts stances that are so second nature to him from all the years practice.
His eyes are bright blue, set into almond shaped eyes that betray his Japanese descent, despite the very Caucasian color of his eyes. His hair is dark brown and blonde, blended with highlights and lowlights, reaching just past his chin. The locks are kept in a choppy mess, framing his face dramatically and accentuating his jaw bones and cheek bones. The hair will often fall into his face, and he'll usually leave it there, occasionally shrugging it back with a shake of his head.
He usually has a laid back, almost bored countenance on his features. His eyes always slightly lidded, lips in a smooth and relaxed expression. But when he smiles and laughs, his eyes light up, his entire face involved in the act of a single smile.
He wears very fashionable clothing, button-up shirts with collars beneath blazers of varying shades and textures. He keeps up on the rock fashion of Japan, and has been called a rock star by many of his friends. He often wears chokers and loud bracelets with many pieces dangling, almost like charms. He has 5 piercings in his left ear and 4 in his right. He usually has small hoops or studs in them, occasionally opting for larger earrings, but rarely.
As a master of martial arts, I've been disciplined not to let my emotions control my actions. This is why I spend so much time relaxed and with such little emotion in my features. It's also why I'm slow to anger. I have a temper. A very serious temper. But my discipline, my studies, have taught me not to let it control me. It takes a great deal of pressure to make my raw fire take control, but can be a most dangerous thing.
I've never found myself afraid of a situation, never wanted to run away from anything. I wouldn't call myself a daredevil, I understand fear and I have a healthy respect for the emotion, and an understanding of why it's necessary. But bravery is not the absence of fear, it's the ability to overcome it. And I've always had this ability, this understanding. And it is what drives me to protect those who need it.
I wouldn't always call myself patient, but it's a skill I've begun to hone through the years of careful practice, and the use of deep breaths. My meditation has saved many people from broken bones.
Many friends have called me kind. And I haven't made many enemies to know what they'd call me. Though it would probably be behind my back anyway. I just want to make the people around me happy and safe.
I've always had a lot of friends, been a very social creature. I get along with most anyone, at least anyone with an open mind. But, if anyone is a bully around me, I won't hesitate to show them what it's like to be on the receiving end.
I grew up in Osaka Japan. My father worked in a music store and my mother was a nurse. We lived a happy and well rounded life. I always knew what was expected of me, and I always knew what was appropriate. I never wanted my parents to be disappointed in me, never wanted to dishonor them.
My father named me "hero" and sent me into martial arts the moment I could walk. It became my way of life, my way of living everyday. Defend those who need you, and never start a fight you have no way of winning unless the cause is just. The only thing in my life that could even begin to equal the importance of martial arts was my music. While training in Muy Thai one day, I would spend the next plucking the delicate strings of a guitar. But neither of these disciplines could rival my love of my family.
I grew up with caring and understanding family. A loving mother and father, and a younger sister I spent every ounce of my strength to protect. I adored her and doted upon her.
When I was 15, my little sister only 2 years younger than I, was in an accident. She was crossing the street on her way home from school. A driver ran a light and hit her. Though a bystander rushed her to the hospital, by the time I'd heard the news and reached her, she was gone. I never fully recovered from it, and neither did the rest of my family.
Then the dreams started. The voice of an angel whispering in my ear. The Oni, demon, fighting to protect and devour. And the warrior. The samurai. The hero. He was me, and I was him. And I wanted more than anything to be as much of a perfect protector. To slay the demons and serve my loved ones.
I realized when I was 16 I was more attracted to males than females. I'd always thought about it, but it wasn't until my last year of high school I really realized it. I told my parents. And at first, they didn't approve. But they've always loved me, and always will. They may not agree with my choice, but I'm still their son. I know this isn't always the case for others of my particular orientation.
When I turned 17, the accident happened, and they shuffled me off to Haven. I hated having to leave my home. My family. My parents had suffered the loss of a daughter, and now were losing their son. While I was still alive, still able to be contacted, my parents couldn't see me. Until there was a cure.
There will never be a cure. Even if there was, I don't think I'd want it. I don't even consider this a disease, something needing to be cured. Understood, harnessed, controlled. But not cured.
I finished school at the academy and worked with doctors and teachers to become a physical therapist. I wanted to help people, but I don't have the patience to be a doctor. But, training in martial arts all my life, I have a keen understanding of the human body. How it works and how it breaks.
Keeping up with my training, I've been working hard on my martial arts as well, training my body and mind. I started just teaching friends, but the group slowly grew until I had a class, with a roster and attendance sheet. My level of skill is more than enough to teach someone.
I live alone, for the most part. Everyone is constantly interested in coming over, visiting. I'm used to it. I've been surrounded by people all my life. But sometimes it's nice to be alone.
Despite my social skills, I've remained single in Haven. I had a boyfriend back home, but with the move so far away, I knew it would be better to go away and let him start new. Besides, I have a suspicion I was just a phase for him anyway. He'll probably be interested in females this time next year.
NITEN DORAKU
THE DELUSION : MUSASHI : SAMURAI
“Only one who devotes himself to a cause with his whole body and soul can be a true master.”
I am honor. I am loyalty. I am the samurai. I walk the path of justice, the path of Bushido.
I have existed for some time in the heart and soul of Tokuhana. But I began to manifest through his desire to protect. Often times he could not defend those he cared about most, and thus I was born. I could do what he could not, fight as he could not, and for this he sought my advice.
I am a man of few words, choosing to observe before taking action. There is always more to a situation than meets the eye, and I am always certain to take every angle into account before charging headlong. Thought must always preclude action. And honor must always be considered above all else. I have won every duel I have been challenged to. And I have yet to challenge anyone to a duel myself. Only a fool would overestimate himself and underestimate his enemies.
Niten stands just over 6' and consistantly dresses in imposing black armor. He avoids a fight whenever he can, and the intimidation fo the heavy armor and the long katana at his side is usually a deterant. He currently roams, a ronin, searching for a lord to serve. He's been challenged to many duels over the years, and has yet to lose to a fellow swordsman in an honorable duel.
His face is scarred in a diagonal line from his left jaw to the bridge of his nose, but is otherwise attractive, with piercing blue eyes to match Akio's. His eyes are sharp and quick, moving to keep a constant awareness of his surroundings. He has long black hair that reaches his lower back, tied into a thick pony tail.
Ocassionally, Niten will wear simple black hakama and haori, tired of the heavy armor, which often becomes hot and confining. He will also wear the more casual clothing when visiting peaceful villages, towns, or homes. But he never hides the sword. Anyone foolish enough to try and remove it from him, is quickly found to be disarmed themselves.
