Name: Motou Yukio (Eastern-script)
Nicknames: Yuki, Snow, Jack
Age: 19, but he appears to be 24
Hometown/Past Location: Born somewhere in Japan (Never thought of where specifically before), attends college at Fairview.
Appearance: He has deep shadows under his eyes from lack of sleep lasting over several days. He rarely finds time to shave and thusly a very light unkempt beard is constantly on his face. His eyes, however are sharp and often seems to see more than he lets others know. He typically walks around in a loose slouch, not wanting to waste the effort of walking properly.
He keeps his lean, but toned physique hidden under a baggy dark blue turtleneck, along with the scars he obtained from fighting against the Shadows. Hidden underneath the loose sleeves are the sheathes to his preferred daggers strapped tightly underneath his forearms. On top of the turtleneck he sticks a basic t-shirt with the words "Beware the Shadows..." on the front and "... They hunger" on the back in black in his own handwriting. His jeans are very worn and are torn up quite a bit just before his slip-on brown shoes. A simple brown belt hangs around his waist that has several attachments added onto it. One attachment is a holster in which you can find several blank tarot cards he keeps on his person at all times. The only other attachment resembles a fanny pack in both appearance and functionality, as he keeps a fantasy novel within it to pass the time.
He has hazel eyes that tend to shift with his emotions; and has medium length brown hair that tends to be longer in the front. His bangs like to fall onto his left eye. He dislikes his hair getting any longer as it curls. He has a light tan, with some mild blemishes in the form of a trio of moles circling under his right eye.
Personality: Most people when they first meet Yukio get the impression that he doesn't like or actively hates them. In actuality, he could care less about every person he meets on the street and is just disinterested in what they have to say. The few times he does talk to a person, it is often blunt and rarely sarcastic if the moment calls for it.
Once you start to gain his trust, he opens up some. He has a sharp mind and even sharper tongue, but saves some of his best retorts and rebuttals for those that cross him. If no one is paying any attention to him, he lets his mind wander and often the strangest and funniest expressions will cross his face without him noticing.
He has a soft-spot for children, those who are just reaching ten-years of age in particular. If he finds a child who is lost or crying, he will first make sure that no one is watching him, then go and find out what is wrong. From there he will do everything he can to make the kid happy, from locating their parents to playing games with them to keep them from being lonely.
He always states that he trusts no one and never will trust anyone, but many will call that a lie. When someone points out to him that he trusts someone, he will vehemently deny it and state that he simply distrusts them less than others.
Yukio has a strong sense of honor and morals, but not always the morals that everyone else holds. He will never betray his own morals, nor tarnish his honor for anyone or anything. When it comes to a decision to abandon his allies and live, or fight alongside them and die, he will appear to turn his back on them, before turning on the aggressor when they least expect it, no matter how long it takes.
His family turned their backs on him when he decided to follow a different path than the one they had laid out for him from birth. They haven't met nor talked to each other since Yukio entered high school and cut him off from all support from them. Since then, Yukio learned to rely only upon himself and take no charity from others, preferring to live off of his own merits.
Persona: Yuki-Onna, (Whatever Arcana you think would fit me), primarily an Elemental-Support unit.
Background: Yukio Motou was born to a fairly wealthy family with a loving mother and father and a doting older sister. From the time he could walk and talk, Yukio was given everything he could ever possibly need or want, but all he cared about was his elder sister, Kyoko, who doted on him incessantly. Once, he claimed that he wanted to marry his Kyoko-oneesama and no one else, a claim he was never allowed to live down and still embarrasses him to this day.
Yukio never had many friends as he was growing up, so in the times that his sister wasn't around, he would play on his own, often imagining vast battles and deep space explorations. One day, he was playing Ninja when he stumbled a young girl crying. She was a cute girl; with long indigo hair, sky blue eyes without pupils and alabaster skin. Wanting to see her smile, he invited her to play with him. She looked up at him with a small smile, tears slowly crystalizing into ice. She nodded shyly and introduced herself as Yuki-Onna. Yukio grinned and introduced himself as well and decided to call her Yuki-chan.
Over the next year, Yukio played with his new friend and playmate. He even met more of them and couldn't be happier. The only thing was, no matter how hard he tried, he could never convince Kyoko that she was real as Kyoko couldn't see her. Then one day, Kyoko disappeared. No matter where Yukio looked or who he asked, he couldn't find her. When he finally asked his parents, they didn't know who she was. It was as if she had never existed and only Yukio seemed to remember her. It wasn't until later that he realized that Yuki had vanished as well.
Years later, just before entering high school, he got into an argument with his parents. They wanted him to not bother with any further schooling and get married so that he could take his place as heir of the family. He refused, as he didn't want to take the only thing that reminded him of Kyoko. His parents were incensed and told him that unless he changed his mind, he was no longer their son. Before he realized it, he was on his own with no way to take care of himself.
He wandered the streets for a time before he noticed something odd. A door stood in an alleyway, giving off a light blue glow. No one else seemed to be able to see it but him. Curious, he stepped closer and the door opened of its own accord. He peeked his head inside and saw a single man sitting on a dark blue armchair. The man had large beady eyes and an obscenely long nose that tapered off into a point.
The man took notice of Yukio and slowly smiled. "Ah, a guest has arrived, yet your time has not yet come, how interesting. Please do come in." Yukio looked back out at the street before slowly closing the door behind him and sitting down at the proffered chair just in front of the man.
"Welcome to the Velvet Room. My name, is Igor."
Yukio learned a great many things from Igor about the nature of the room and about his old playmate. It shocked him to discover that she was a demon, but he soon asked Igor why he was telling him all this.
"You have the power to call upon a facade of yourself, a Persona. It is my belief that the demon you met was a manifestation of your power, appearing in your time of need. This power comes with but a single stipulation. You must agree to take responsibility for the results of your actions, whatever they may be."
Yukio nodded his head slowly, understanding that. Igor smiled.
"Take this key, so that you may return here one day. For now, safe travels."
Yukio never saw the door, nor Igor again, the small key he kept on a chain around his neck was the only proof that it had been real. By the time he graduated from high school, he had become aware of the demon that occupied the back of his mind and had spent a great deal of time getting to know her. She refused to tell him just what she could do until he was in need of her power, but promised to keep him company.
Then one day in the middle of summer, he was traveling to meet family in a distant city across Japan. On his way there, he fell asleep on the train. He awoke to find himself in a place he couldn't recognize. It was dark, and a red tint to the surroundings. Yukio couldn't figure out why he had been dragged into this strange place until the person responsible made herself known.
The appearance was different and she carried herself differently, but Yukio could not mistake her for anyone else. It was his sister, Kyoko, yet it wasn't her at the same time. Before he could catch and question her, she disappeared again. Desperate to see his beloved sister again, he searched relentlessly for her, but was unable to find her.
Several months later, he fell victim to yet another strange occurrence and blacked out. When he awoke, he found himself to be in a strange land with a perpetual red moon hung in the sky. He quickly recognized the place where he had last seen his sister. It then came to him that he could possibly find his sister somewhere within the world. He spent some time exploring before eventually finding a large incomplete tower. He decided that he would stay in the general area and watch for anyone who came near it, as it was the closest form of civilization he could find.
Then one day a group of people came to the tower and disappeared inside of it. Yukio followed them inside carefully and watched them from the shadows. When they eventually disappeared, he waited a while before following them back to the real world.
I don't know if I should stop there or what, but I caught myself up to your group, while staying separate. Does this sound good?
edited 26th Apr '11 1:59:52 PM by ManoftheSnow
To truly enjoy the cold, you must have survived the heat.Why the hate for walls of text?
I'll finish reading it sometime tomorrow, but I don't see any problems with what I've gone through so far. Of course, I'm not the GM...
GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Removed the references to Inaba. How does it sound now? And be aware that this history is probably the longest thing I will ever post. My traditional posts will be a much more manageable length.
After reading about those two Arcana, I must say that Moon seems to fit Yukio better than Emperor.
edited 26th Apr '11 2:05:55 PM by ManoftheSnow
To truly enjoy the cold, you must have survived the heat.
But then what would Erin fit as?
Anyway, angrypwnzer suddenly said he wanted to change his Arcana to The Hermit several post back anyway, and, seeing as he obviously didn't really fit Moon Arcana I allowed him to switch...
So, yeah. I also think Yukio would better fit Moon.
Sounds intresting. I'm in.
Name: Percy Bell Age: 19 From: North america; Oakland California
Personality: A nice fella but can show hints of leadership when the chance comes, hense his Arcana. In battle, he uses a katana and can provide tatical support.(Still in development)
Arcana/Persona: Emperor,Okuninushi. Strong against Electricity, Weak against wind(But has a low chance of dodging via Dodge wind skill). Balanced combat type using Electricity, few physicals(As of now: Cleave and mabye Gale Slash) and minor buffs (Way later on((I mean towards the end)): Mind and Power charge)
Sample post: During Percy's life, people always told him that he was...different. From always nailing the right tatics on the head, to people feeling abit of static electricity whenever he was around. When he turned 17, thats when he found out why he was different.
On his way home from his last day of school, unknonwn elderich abominations had attacked him. Knowing that this wasn't normal, he ran as fast as he can until he got home. Little did he know, the beings followed him there as well. As he got into his room, he closed the door and sat against it.
Sighing slightly, he got up. Only to be nearly hit with the door. The force of that break knocked him back into a wall. As he looked around seeking a way to survive, a sheathed katana was on the ground next to him. Desperate to live at that moment, he picked up the katana and unsheathed it. "This will do." Neither did the both of them know this at that moment but, when he put his hand on the hilt, some electricity had traveled to the blade making it more powerful.
(Time Skip no Justu!
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And now, here we are, in the present time. That incident only years behind him now. Because of that incident, he had been forced to move to Fairview in refuge. Somehow, he knew that refuge woun't last for long.
Gear: Normally wears a blue t-shirt with a long black trench coat over (think the ones form the matrix), blue jeans and blue and black nikes. Woun't go to battle with that trench coat on. Katana: scabbard is a dark blue while the hilt is a lighter blue. the guard has dragon indentations on it.
Most of this is still in development so critics are welcome.
Allrighty then. :)
Name: Casper Stratoavis
Age: 20
Nationality: Claims to be half-German, half-Polish. Born in Frankfurt.
Appearance: Casper stands on about 1.8 meters. He's very thin and looks like he didn't eat anything bigger for a while. Lacks muscles, but is very fast and has quick reflexes. He has short, dark brown hair, teal eyes(Also rather pale) and rather average face, distinguished by pair of glasses with black-red spectacle frames(He's short-sighted). On the left hand, he's got three scars: One on the palm, on the wrist and one on the arm, near the elbow. His usual attire contains black leather longcoat, black jeans, black t-shirt with inscription saying "Kreator"(It's his favourite band), black studded fingerless gloves and black sneakers. Sometimes he also tends to wear black wide-brimmed hat, giving him rather unpleasant appearance. Listens to music very often(Mainly Kreator, but also Within Temptation, Sabaton, video game soundtracks and - surprisingly - Scatman John), therefore he's usually with earplugs on(Though they're not always turned on, case of his increasing paranoia).
Arcana/Personality: Hierophant: HeDOES have a strong sense of justice, but he tends to exaggerate in the wrong way. In other words, he's very judgmental and is more than pleased when he can actually punish some evildoer(Though "Lynch" is a more appropriate word for what he's doing)... And he punishes every single one. Punishments vary, depending on the deal: Pickpockets and minor thieves will get pummeled like no tomorrow(Casper is proficient in Krav Maga), muggers and thugs usually end with some really grievous injury(Usually a hand cut off), and murderers... Well, they're murdered in return. Long story short, Casper has a split personality: Outside judging criminals he's silent, grim and cynical young man that sometimes can show his better side(He actually cares a lot about children and wishes to correct them from bad path if they're walking by one, for example), he's downright psychotic(Complete with flash in the eyes, Slasher Smile and a cleaver to boot) when it comes to killing another criminal. Some people behind his back joke that it turns him on. Nobody knows...
Persona: Apophis, Egyptian demon said to be an enemy of Sun God Re(Later evolves into Seth). Combat-Type Persona, specializing in ailments and Darkness-based attacks. Repels Darkness and is resistant to Fire, but is weak towards Light attacks.
Starting moveset:
a) Mamudo(Insant kill via Darkness, all foes, low odds)
b) Foul Breath(Raises susceptibility to ailments, one enemy)
c) Poison Skewer(Light Physical Damage + Poison, one enemy)
Later on... Some Fire attacks(Nothing more than Maragion though), more Physicals with ailments(The most powerful will be Virus Wave), Mudo spells(Topping with Hell's Judgement), Stagnant Air and Ghastly Wail as trump card. Progressing, his Persona will also learn how to Endure Light and will boost his Ailments(But not Fire and Mudo).
Weapon of choice: Cleaver(Modeled after Rena Ryuugu's cleaver: Casper absolutely adores Higurashi), hidden in his leather jacket by his side.
Background: Nobody knows why exactly Casper started behaving like that. Some speculates that he lost someone important to him when he was younger and this experience drove him to the state of near-insanity. He despise evil, but, being a hypocrite, he uses everything vicious and painful against his opponents(Though he doesn't see himself as one). Lunar Eclipse for him seems like a major nuisance able to power up evil and therefore, make his "work" considerably harder... So he must get rid of it. Well, don't expect the logic from a madman. He attends local college, though he prefers to stay out of the spotlight and sneak through the shadows. In other words, he's quite lonely in his righteous mission.
Best Regards
edited 17th Aug '11 7:15:48 AM by FergardStratoavis

I was referring to the thing of him meeting the Jack Frost, or whatever. Anyway, yeah, I think if you could transform that one character sheet into that of the one in the post, then yeah, your character's accepted.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.