Kazuma Takemoto

[kazuma]

Kazuma Hiromeki



SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world

HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Kazuma Hiromeki
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 21
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR 8-9 YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE N/A
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS cheat and die!

IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground

[/b]Kazuma Hiromeki
NICKNAMES: Kaz
AGE: Twenty One
GENDER: male
RACE: Black Dog
CLASS: C
PLAY BY: Kazuma[/size][/ul]

I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away

[/b] Sky Blue
HAIR: Brown/Black
SKIN: White
BODY: Slim
UNUSUAL: A long scar ranges from his right back shoulder to his left hip, same in his other form.

OTHER FORM:



APPEARANCE: Kazuma is 6'3 with slightly long dark hair and sky blue eyes, his features are soft making him seem feminine at first. Closer looks show a deep jaw, normally seen in black outfits he has been known to wear white coats or jackets. Rather slim for his size he weigh's an even 175 making him rather agile, loose fit cargo pants and a t-shirt with a jacket black/or white.
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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose

[/b] Tea, Sunny weather, Fruit , Fast stuff, and Books

DISLIKES: Loud people, Insects, Dark places, Silence, Being dirty.

STRENGTHS: Fire Control, Enhanced speed, Enhanced Senses, Spiritual being, Intelligent

WEAKNESSES: Iron Nails, Salt, unable to cross open water (Dog Form), Flight Users, Magic circles.

SECRETS: Shy at close contact

OVERALL:Kazuma is to say the least, kind. But beyond that kindness lies the soul of a young man trying to find his way, on top of his deep inter-personal self he acts lazy and uninterested in just about everything. His kind-hearted nature and humor cover his inner feelings about his own life, never truly speaking about himself he tends to bend questions away only answering those he knows are trivial.

Apart from being slightly rambunctious and playful, he tends to keep his anger in check very well. Learned to use control over anger his mind is quite hard to un-stabilize, but when he is tipped past his point he normally forgets everything he's done or did seeing only white for a second before erupting in a rage of fire. Beyond this though, Kazuma protects life and others. His own safety shoved away when it comes to others in danger. [/size][/ul]

WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong

[/b] Yuma Hiromeki, 40
FATHER: Kaze Hiromeki, 47
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER PEOPLE: Zanza Hiromeki (Uncle)

HISTORY:Kazuma was born an only child, his Father and Mother both decedents from a lineage family. Most males in both of his parents family's became Black Dogs, they never understood why. Most came unto the abilities as they turned 14, training within the family they protected a treasure long hidden from humankind. Only the one who sealed the item knew what is was, and that was Kazuma's great great grandfather who died protecting it. Kazuma soon realized that he would become the same thing, watching his great grand father befall the same fate. Now his Grandfather watches the tomb of the relic, standing forever guard at its passage. Kazuma would have to have the same fate, such as his father above him will.

Knowing all this at a young age Kazuma was trained early, his Uncle Zanza taking over his lessons. As soon as he was old enough to change he was taught to, learning the basic skills and teachings from his father and Uncle. Now as he turns into an adult, he was asked to join a school where he would learn the skills that would prove more useful than anything in his life protecting the Relic. He would be tested and tried against the students here of all kinds and shapes, he took his task with honor knowing that the Hiromeki lineage stood with him and his life. [/size][/ul]

WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about

[/b] N/A


RP SAMPLE:The winds of fall had started their course across New York, the chilly nights were becoming colder as frost starts to form on the windows of run down buildings and broken down cars. The winter was once thing he knew he could appreciate, the cold biting chill that took off fingers and caused deaths all across the world had its own special beauty to it. The wind whipped his hair back as he sprinted along the rooftops of abandoned houses, his mind lingering elsewhere as he moved. Hit black coat reflected no light as the small amounts of light hit his figure as he passed them, he was a king in darkness and forever would be.

He slowed dramatically as he came to the inner sanctaty of the city, the roof gaining height as he jumped from ledge to ledge. He didnt want to see the tall buildings tonight, no, he wanted something different. He changed directions in a seconds time, no longer moving north but east. Misjudging the distance of height and length to the next roof top, Maharajah jumped short. Sailing through an open window he landed on a hard wooden floor and rolled to a stop. He hadnt ever bothered to explore the insides of buildings unless he had to, he knew creatures and lifeforms alike would be creeping around the dark halls waiting for unsuspecting victims to leap out at and take by surprise.

He moved across the dark room to the doors in seconds, sending a kick outward to unhindge the doors themselves and send them sailing out into the hallway of the dark building. The hallway was pitch black, no light shone though the doors lining each side of it. He walked swiftly forward to the window directly infront of him, he wanted out of the building simply because the enclosed space was slightly aggravating. He passed 2 doors on his right and left before one on his right flew open, 2 outsiders jumped from the darkness at his person.

They came at him in a raged haste, not thinking of any certain attack but only concerned for the bloodlust they both came to understand. Maharajah sent a strait sharp nailed hand into the firsts throat while sending a left sideways kick into the others ribs, feeling the crack of several of the ribs instantly. He pulled his bloody hand back as the first outsider fell to the floor lifeless, the second was on the ground panting, clawing at the broken ribs in his side. Maharajah walked over to the outsider and placed his boot on his face, making sure to grind the nose down. "Sleep tight bitch." He said with no emotion before stomping down with enough force to crush the things skull into the hard wood.


He stepped away from the scene and went to the window he was aiming for in the first place, opening it quickly with one hand he slid out of it and dropped to the ground below. Landing with a soft thud he walked to the front of the building and looked up at it, it was a factory of some sort. The large pillars that billowed out smoke stood precariously on the top on the roof. The few windows on the front of the building seemed ominous as the black night showed nothing inside of them. He turned without a backwards glance and started running once more to the eastern side of the city, his mind once more roaming inside of itself to find exactly what he was searching for.

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