Post by Sou on Feb 6, 2012 2:44:40 GMT -6
Name: Ryuusei Fuushino
Title: Time rape's li'l bastard!
Age: 17
Gender: I am a mahn -Punches-
Species: Seishin
Canon or OC: OC
Game: Based on the Destinies
Overall Appearance: Due to his...living conditions; he is quite 'small' for his age; standing at at 161 Cm and weighing 57 Kg. However he appears, he is well toned, allowing a nice balance of speed and strength...but doesn't make for a great tank. He has pale skin and bright green eyes. His hair is greenish-brown which he cuts himself, giving it the unkempt look.
The Seishin has one distinguishing mark; during one fight, Ryuusei wrapped the Mithril Chain he wears as a 'belt' around his right arm. And used it as a conductor to boost his Raijinken. The attack did the job, but burned his arm severely. Luckily, his healing ability restored function to it. However, the skin is permanently 'white'... which really doesn't look that different from his normal tone. The burn left several red marks from some of the chain's links... And no he is NOT a masochist!
His fashion sense is...utter crap. He pretty much lives in a tattered red T-shirt with "RYUUSEI 765" written on the front, and a large "T" on the back. A pair of dark green and light brown patterned camo pants. The aforementioned Mithril Chain Belt that he stole from some ship yard, and finally a pair of lace-less black sneakers. Alternatively, he'll wear a dark-green tank top on the back is a big red star with a stylized 'R-F' cut out. and matching green cargo pants. In short; a ghetto G.I. Joe.
Face Claim: N/A
Overall Personality: Ryuusei's life as a street fighter didn't do well for him... Instead of an 'upstanding citizen', he's rude, crude and lewd. He's got a dark sense of humor and cusses like a sailor; in short, he's a little punk-a** and damn proud of it! However, if someone could endure the crap and pushed hard enough, he'll give 'em their 15 seconds.
He may not be 'book smart' but damn is he 'street smart'. Years of..trial and error taught him how to watch and read people without calling attention to himself. Once he learned to fight, he didn't need to rely on these senses to get by...but doesn't mean he let them get rusty. As for regular 'education'; he is willing to learn...but on his own terms and time.
The Seishin grew up in a cold, rainy city; although he'd gotten bored with the routine, he hasn't forgotten his roots. In the rain, Ryuusei channels the good old days. When most people feel down, he's full of piss and vinegar plus his senses are heightened; making fighting him in the rain a WHOLE new ballgame! Even when injured or in personal turmoil, or he knows he can't win; he'll cause his enemies to wake up in the night, hoping that stain down there is sweat...
Faction: 'Hero'
Family: Creator - Fortuna (deceased). Spiritual Siblings - Reala, Elraine (deceased)...and countless other Homunculi Fortuna created whose fates are unknown.
Love Interest: :watches Tumble Weed roll by..:
Rivals: :...and watches it roll back.:
Foe: :Sees it approaching again, reaches for his gun...but the Weed draws first!: "I dare ya, Dead Man, I double dare ya!"
Weapon(s): He's mainly an unarmed fighter, but circumstances netted him a damaged Swordian Dimlos, so he might as well make use of it.
Fighting Style: The Seishin is a Street Fighter; he has had no formal training but has worked for years to learn the techniques that he has. His 'style' was modeled around Darilshade; so it's heavily Wind and Lightning-based as these elements would be the most...effective in a pinch.
Arte List:
Souhajin
Souhatsuiren
Sougajin
Shunjinken
Setsuna
Zetsu'ei
Raijinken
Hienraikyaku
Raisenken
Fuuraijinken
Kairyuuken
Shishisenkou
Hiougi: None yet
Special Abilities: His Kami blood grants him regenerative abilities beyond normal humans. He also has the ability to traverse Space-Time. However, it requires much Lens Energy.
History:
Seinegald''s Capital City; Darilshade, 11 years ago.
This once great city was rotting; the Oberon Company executives made a play for World Domination. With them gone, the Company itself fell apart and the country lost it's primary source of revenue, Lens. The Royal Family disappeared, and the Nobles left to pool their resources with the Streylize Temple, building a new city up north, Aigrette. Darilshade became a rainy slum, populated by the poor, bums, low-lives and one Seishin...
He looked about 6-year-old, like many of the kids he was an orphan. He took whatever he needed; food, clothing, hell even his own name. The boy first heard 'Ryuusei' from a foreigner who said it meant something like 'fallen star' and made it his name. Ryuusei wasn't a fighter; being the little guy always put him at the a**-end of a**-kickings from the 'bigger' street kids. Fortunately, that all changed...
One day, while stumbling out of an alley, the boy witnessed a swordsman named Grid; he was the leader of a loser trio named Shikkoku no Tsubasa who seek fame and fortune, but in over a decade, haven't a single Gald to their name, but continue to lurk around town to 'inspire the youth'. Grid was showing off an 'Ougi' he'd mastered to his buddies John and Milly. Afterwords, the over-confident idiot tossed the manual down a storm drain.
Maybe it was from that last concussion, but Ryuusei dove into the sewer to fish it out. The water had ruined the writing...if it could be called that, but some of the drawings could still be made out. It looked easy enough for a kid; why someone pushing 40 would get excited over it, he'd never know. So he picked up a broken pipe and started practicing, after several weeks, he'd learned to channel and release air as a projectile attack. So he set off with his pipe to get a little payback against...one of the crews that beat on him. What he didn't count on was just how hard it was to hit a moving target while practically dragging the pipe with both hands. He'd missed every single attack. The boss decided 'enough was enough' and they wolf-packed him!
Nearly a month later, when he could move properly; Ryuusei decided to start practicing it again. Since he wasn't that strong he couldn't rely on the pipe. Instead he tried it out unarmed, with much quicker results, for one he could move easily. When it came time for the rematch, the lil' bastard offered up a free shot; which Ryuusei returned by Souhajin'ing the snot's left ear off. The boy did a victory dance while the worst bully he knew was on the ground bleeding and bawllin' for his mama. He didn't stop with just that basic move, over the years, he picked up other moves; modifying and perfecting them into his own unique style.
By the time he was 17, Aigrette was well under construction; vary few visited the old capital anymore. All Ryuusei had for rivals were the same losers he'd kicked the crap out of for 10 years...that rotting horse was on it's second trip to Hell. So he set his sights on the the Continent of Fitzgald and Noischtat which was famous for it's Coliseum. Originally, he wanted to wait until he had sufficient funds for a boat ticket.
However, these plans were derailed after a murder was pinned on him. Even after turning in the real killers who confessed and had the weapon AND blood on them...but they wanted a payday more than justice so he was forced to make haste...right into a phalanx of no less than 3, and no more than 5 henchm....errr 'Bioroids' sent by Gutri to bring in any viable candidates for his experiment.
The Bio-mechs were both shocking and exhilarating; nothing like the losers or wildlife he was used to. He didn't go down without a fight; making a dangerous move with the Chain allowed him to destroy ONE of his attackers. Leaving the rest of the group and only one arm to work with. He could only hold his own for so long before the Bioroids overpowered him. And brought him to their semi-functional base; the Aerial City Helraios, where their Creator, and a Demon named Ronove were waiting.
Gutri was in possession of the thought destroyed, Swordian Dimlos. And after promising the Demon he could 'have' the Seishin Boy when the experiment was complete; stabbed the fiend...through the back. The Demonic blood on the blade caused a reaction within the Core Crystal; where energy from the 'Kami no Me' now resided. Ryuusei was then brought from his holding cell and goaded into killing his captor, even presented a weapon to do so...but as soon as he ran a hand along that hilt; the radiation from the Core Crystal engulfed him! In that moment he experienced more pain, both physically and mentally than he'd ever known in his life, seeing her atrocities as if through Elraine's own eyes...And then, it all went bright.
What happened here was the beginning of everything...
RP Sample:
Notes: :whistles: Where to begin? Guess I'll start by saying that I've been working on this guy for years. Refining him, trying to find that 'balance' between over-the-top and believable; between an A-hole and likable, so that he's 'entertaining' to both the players and the characters he interacts with and can be taken seriously as a character.
I started work on him after discussions about D2's plot. Mainly ones that compare it to Chrono Trigger and Cross; CT being one if not the best time travel games ever with changes reflected in the later timelines and multiple endings. CC was about the 'consequences of time travel'; creating alternate realities that exist alongside each other instead of just 'changing' to adhere to the new timeline. D2's...doesn't work very well; part of is due to the linearity of the story... There were really only 2 significant changes to the timeline; 1. Elraine travels back and changes the outcome of the Tenshisensou, thus altering the entire world. 2. Fortuna's death undoes 'everything'..and we also have a 'time loop' which turns Judas into one hell of a paradox.
As 'cute' as I found the game's ending; I also had a big problem with it; one of the main themes was Kyle learning the 'true meaning of a hero'...then goes on to commit mass genocide by killing a God and subsequently her 'children'; but Reala survived because of their 'love'. This is...pretty cruel; sure Elraine deserves to burn for eternity in the Lake of Fire; but the rest of their siblings did 'nothing' and were wiped out anyway. So I decided to make a char from it and brought back some of the 'darker elements' from the first Destiny.
No, I didn't pull this out of my a**; Dimlos' presence is something I borrowed from ToF vol.1. Basically it was an attempt to canonize Lilith's cameos in Phantasia and Eternia. Somehow Dimlos survived the destruction of the Kami no Me, the explosion that destroyed the entire Gaikakudaichi AND the plummet from the stratosphere. Lilith found it and learned the Core Crystal was now imbued with power from the Kami no Me (gaining similar properties as the Eternal Sword) and was able to traverse Space-Time. I've always treated this as a prototype for D2 and wove it into my story. It's kind of a work around to Ryuusei not having a Pendant and when I RP him elsewhere; the Swordian requires a recharge period (since most places don't have Lens Energy to draw from directly); so if the weapon were destoryed or he flat out loses it...he's SOL!
How did you learn of us?: I....own it?
Password: My lips are sealed!
Title: Time rape's li'l bastard!
Age: 17
Gender: I am a mahn -Punches-
Species: Seishin
Canon or OC: OC
Game: Based on the Destinies
Overall Appearance: Due to his...living conditions; he is quite 'small' for his age; standing at at 161 Cm and weighing 57 Kg. However he appears, he is well toned, allowing a nice balance of speed and strength...but doesn't make for a great tank. He has pale skin and bright green eyes. His hair is greenish-brown which he cuts himself, giving it the unkempt look.
The Seishin has one distinguishing mark; during one fight, Ryuusei wrapped the Mithril Chain he wears as a 'belt' around his right arm. And used it as a conductor to boost his Raijinken. The attack did the job, but burned his arm severely. Luckily, his healing ability restored function to it. However, the skin is permanently 'white'... which really doesn't look that different from his normal tone. The burn left several red marks from some of the chain's links... And no he is NOT a masochist!
His fashion sense is...utter crap. He pretty much lives in a tattered red T-shirt with "RYUUSEI 765" written on the front, and a large "T" on the back. A pair of dark green and light brown patterned camo pants. The aforementioned Mithril Chain Belt that he stole from some ship yard, and finally a pair of lace-less black sneakers. Alternatively, he'll wear a dark-green tank top on the back is a big red star with a stylized 'R-F' cut out. and matching green cargo pants. In short; a ghetto G.I. Joe.
Face Claim: N/A
Overall Personality: Ryuusei's life as a street fighter didn't do well for him... Instead of an 'upstanding citizen', he's rude, crude and lewd. He's got a dark sense of humor and cusses like a sailor; in short, he's a little punk-a** and damn proud of it! However, if someone could endure the crap and pushed hard enough, he'll give 'em their 15 seconds.
He may not be 'book smart' but damn is he 'street smart'. Years of..trial and error taught him how to watch and read people without calling attention to himself. Once he learned to fight, he didn't need to rely on these senses to get by...but doesn't mean he let them get rusty. As for regular 'education'; he is willing to learn...but on his own terms and time.
The Seishin grew up in a cold, rainy city; although he'd gotten bored with the routine, he hasn't forgotten his roots. In the rain, Ryuusei channels the good old days. When most people feel down, he's full of piss and vinegar plus his senses are heightened; making fighting him in the rain a WHOLE new ballgame! Even when injured or in personal turmoil, or he knows he can't win; he'll cause his enemies to wake up in the night, hoping that stain down there is sweat...
Faction: 'Hero'
Family: Creator - Fortuna (deceased). Spiritual Siblings - Reala, Elraine (deceased)...and countless other Homunculi Fortuna created whose fates are unknown.
Love Interest: :watches Tumble Weed roll by..:
Rivals: :...and watches it roll back.:
Foe: :Sees it approaching again, reaches for his gun...but the Weed draws first!: "I dare ya, Dead Man, I double dare ya!"
Weapon(s): He's mainly an unarmed fighter, but circumstances netted him a damaged Swordian Dimlos, so he might as well make use of it.
Fighting Style: The Seishin is a Street Fighter; he has had no formal training but has worked for years to learn the techniques that he has. His 'style' was modeled around Darilshade; so it's heavily Wind and Lightning-based as these elements would be the most...effective in a pinch.
Arte List:
Souhajin
Souhatsuiren
Sougajin
Shunjinken
Setsuna
Zetsu'ei
Raijinken
Hienraikyaku
Raisenken
Fuuraijinken
Kairyuuken
Shishisenkou
Hiougi: None yet
Special Abilities: His Kami blood grants him regenerative abilities beyond normal humans. He also has the ability to traverse Space-Time. However, it requires much Lens Energy.
History:
Seinegald''s Capital City; Darilshade, 11 years ago.
This once great city was rotting; the Oberon Company executives made a play for World Domination. With them gone, the Company itself fell apart and the country lost it's primary source of revenue, Lens. The Royal Family disappeared, and the Nobles left to pool their resources with the Streylize Temple, building a new city up north, Aigrette. Darilshade became a rainy slum, populated by the poor, bums, low-lives and one Seishin...
He looked about 6-year-old, like many of the kids he was an orphan. He took whatever he needed; food, clothing, hell even his own name. The boy first heard 'Ryuusei' from a foreigner who said it meant something like 'fallen star' and made it his name. Ryuusei wasn't a fighter; being the little guy always put him at the a**-end of a**-kickings from the 'bigger' street kids. Fortunately, that all changed...
One day, while stumbling out of an alley, the boy witnessed a swordsman named Grid; he was the leader of a loser trio named Shikkoku no Tsubasa who seek fame and fortune, but in over a decade, haven't a single Gald to their name, but continue to lurk around town to 'inspire the youth'. Grid was showing off an 'Ougi' he'd mastered to his buddies John and Milly. Afterwords, the over-confident idiot tossed the manual down a storm drain.
Maybe it was from that last concussion, but Ryuusei dove into the sewer to fish it out. The water had ruined the writing...if it could be called that, but some of the drawings could still be made out. It looked easy enough for a kid; why someone pushing 40 would get excited over it, he'd never know. So he picked up a broken pipe and started practicing, after several weeks, he'd learned to channel and release air as a projectile attack. So he set off with his pipe to get a little payback against...one of the crews that beat on him. What he didn't count on was just how hard it was to hit a moving target while practically dragging the pipe with both hands. He'd missed every single attack. The boss decided 'enough was enough' and they wolf-packed him!
Nearly a month later, when he could move properly; Ryuusei decided to start practicing it again. Since he wasn't that strong he couldn't rely on the pipe. Instead he tried it out unarmed, with much quicker results, for one he could move easily. When it came time for the rematch, the lil' bastard offered up a free shot; which Ryuusei returned by Souhajin'ing the snot's left ear off. The boy did a victory dance while the worst bully he knew was on the ground bleeding and bawllin' for his mama. He didn't stop with just that basic move, over the years, he picked up other moves; modifying and perfecting them into his own unique style.
By the time he was 17, Aigrette was well under construction; vary few visited the old capital anymore. All Ryuusei had for rivals were the same losers he'd kicked the crap out of for 10 years...that rotting horse was on it's second trip to Hell. So he set his sights on the the Continent of Fitzgald and Noischtat which was famous for it's Coliseum. Originally, he wanted to wait until he had sufficient funds for a boat ticket.
However, these plans were derailed after a murder was pinned on him. Even after turning in the real killers who confessed and had the weapon AND blood on them...but they wanted a payday more than justice so he was forced to make haste...right into a phalanx of no less than 3, and no more than 5 henchm....errr 'Bioroids' sent by Gutri to bring in any viable candidates for his experiment.
The Bio-mechs were both shocking and exhilarating; nothing like the losers or wildlife he was used to. He didn't go down without a fight; making a dangerous move with the Chain allowed him to destroy ONE of his attackers. Leaving the rest of the group and only one arm to work with. He could only hold his own for so long before the Bioroids overpowered him. And brought him to their semi-functional base; the Aerial City Helraios, where their Creator, and a Demon named Ronove were waiting.
Gutri was in possession of the thought destroyed, Swordian Dimlos. And after promising the Demon he could 'have' the Seishin Boy when the experiment was complete; stabbed the fiend...through the back. The Demonic blood on the blade caused a reaction within the Core Crystal; where energy from the 'Kami no Me' now resided. Ryuusei was then brought from his holding cell and goaded into killing his captor, even presented a weapon to do so...but as soon as he ran a hand along that hilt; the radiation from the Core Crystal engulfed him! In that moment he experienced more pain, both physically and mentally than he'd ever known in his life, seeing her atrocities as if through Elraine's own eyes...And then, it all went bright.
What happened here was the beginning of everything...
RP Sample:
Notes: :whistles: Where to begin? Guess I'll start by saying that I've been working on this guy for years. Refining him, trying to find that 'balance' between over-the-top and believable; between an A-hole and likable, so that he's 'entertaining' to both the players and the characters he interacts with and can be taken seriously as a character.
I started work on him after discussions about D2's plot. Mainly ones that compare it to Chrono Trigger and Cross; CT being one if not the best time travel games ever with changes reflected in the later timelines and multiple endings. CC was about the 'consequences of time travel'; creating alternate realities that exist alongside each other instead of just 'changing' to adhere to the new timeline. D2's...doesn't work very well; part of is due to the linearity of the story... There were really only 2 significant changes to the timeline; 1. Elraine travels back and changes the outcome of the Tenshisensou, thus altering the entire world. 2. Fortuna's death undoes 'everything'..and we also have a 'time loop' which turns Judas into one hell of a paradox.
As 'cute' as I found the game's ending; I also had a big problem with it; one of the main themes was Kyle learning the 'true meaning of a hero'...then goes on to commit mass genocide by killing a God and subsequently her 'children'; but Reala survived because of their 'love'. This is...pretty cruel; sure Elraine deserves to burn for eternity in the Lake of Fire; but the rest of their siblings did 'nothing' and were wiped out anyway. So I decided to make a char from it and brought back some of the 'darker elements' from the first Destiny.
No, I didn't pull this out of my a**; Dimlos' presence is something I borrowed from ToF vol.1. Basically it was an attempt to canonize Lilith's cameos in Phantasia and Eternia. Somehow Dimlos survived the destruction of the Kami no Me, the explosion that destroyed the entire Gaikakudaichi AND the plummet from the stratosphere. Lilith found it and learned the Core Crystal was now imbued with power from the Kami no Me (gaining similar properties as the Eternal Sword) and was able to traverse Space-Time. I've always treated this as a prototype for D2 and wove it into my story. It's kind of a work around to Ryuusei not having a Pendant and when I RP him elsewhere; the Swordian requires a recharge period (since most places don't have Lens Energy to draw from directly); so if the weapon were destoryed or he flat out loses it...he's SOL!
How did you learn of us?: I....own it?
Password: My lips are sealed!