Post by DARONOMA on Jun 9, 2012 2:02:14 GMT -5
Daronoma Cyclone Caliber !
SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world
SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world
HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Eroku
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 17
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR about 6
YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE Shal'Neshala
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS
Respect the Teachers!
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 17
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR about 6
YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE Shal'Neshala
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS
IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground
until she hit’s the ground
NICKNAMES: They call me Cylcone back at HQ
AGE: Twenty-five
GENDER: Male
RACE: Kitsune
CLASS: Everything is Health
PLAY BY: Original Art ~ Sion-Snark(Or me, technically)[/size][/ul]
I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away
here before but we never looked away
HAIR: Silver, medium
SKIN: White to Pale
BODY: Muscular, hidden by the skinny body
UNUSUAL: Small claw marks along his left arm, shoulder, and side, and a large, deep scar across his left eye, down from the eyebrow to the upper cheek bone
OTHER FORM: comps.canstockphoto.com/can-stock-photo_csp7040819.jpg
APPEARANCE: Under military service or otherwise, he wears a medium, military grade combat armor, containing fifteen minutes worth of oxygen and sealed against the body. On his head fits a helmet, equipt with gas mask, infared and optic zoom lens. And finally carrying around a Heavy Scar and a 14 inch combat knife on his hip.
A better perspective of what he looks like in his armor
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*Warning, this image was NOT done by me, credit goes to PanKaKes1212 in DeviantArt*
In civilian retrospect, he generally wears a sleeveless white shirt, with wider sleeve holes then most shirts, and forest camoflauge pants. Although the law states he can't carry a weapon more than 8 inches, he always trys to strap his 14 inch knife to his hip whenever he can. Battle scars are littered all across his left side, including a large claw gash across his eye from his eyebrow to his upper cheek bone.
His body doesn't show much of his true strength, as he has barely no fat and a rather muscular showing in his legs and arms. Shaggy length, silver hair runs down and pokes just over his nose, which is beyond military regulation. His ears are tall, and almost a darker gray than his hair, while his long tail is ghostly white, only giving off a small fluff as it has been trimmed many times.
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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose
with one more night what’s left to lose
-Fights/Combat
-Weapons
-Wounds and blood
-Team efforts
-Respect
-Taking orders
DISLIKES:
-Taking hits
-Regulations/Rules
-People that don't listen
-Average or slow days
-Having to get down and dirty
-His bodys fragileness
STRENGTHS:
-Rather strong from military training
-Agility and speed to hussle, again, from military training
-acute hearing and sences, once again, from military training
-Knows how to use many medium and long range guns, melee weapons, and some fighting styles
-Has knowledge in psychological and medical classes, having enough know how to heal major wounds and use medical tools to stop bleeding/close wounds, or inflict nerve damage through pressure points
-He has been more attuned and trainted with his fox fire, allowing him to, in some instances, to form a flame from other flamable objects, and of course to better control the flames around him
WEAKNESSES:
-Due to genetics, his body is rather fragile to powerful hits
-He is slightly taller than most kitsune, and isn't as nimble
-He doesn't usually like to follow the rules he is given
-Some of the scars are rather painful if hit just right, and thus his body has weak points
-He does sometimes get jumpy when he hears explosives going off, having been through many combats and battles
SECRETS:
-On the inside of his knife handle, there is a small, red glowing shard of crystal hanging in the middle of it, this is what remains of one of his friends before the man went insane and tried killing the whole platoon
OVERALL:
Daronoma is a hardened war veteran, recieving training when he was much younger, and fighting in a hidden war, and any war that he was payed to be in. He loves to have respect, and if the person is ignorant, he is more than happy to bring them down to his level. Although he was trained in military perspectives, he never really cared for rules and many regulations, in fact, he would rather break them on purpose just for the thrill of it.
Since he has gained such strict military training, hes not exacly the happiest man ever. In fact, it would be an amazement if you can even get him to smile. Because of such training, he has also never found love, or almost any other emotions for that matter.
He is not one for familys, or spoiled kids. He is not afraid of many things, and what he is afraid of, through training, does not really affect him. And from his training, he can easily look through people through a medical and psychological view point and is not afraid to point out flaws.[/size][/ul]
WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
FATHER: Morg Mageno, Unknown
SIBLINGS: Alex, Luna, both unknown
OTHER PEOPLE: His trainer, Shakra, who his squad calls Bloody Mama for reasons he is willing to explain, his 3 squad mates, Eroku, Sion, and Ragal
HISTORY:
Once apon a time, in a mansion surrounded by life and prosperity, we come across a joyous birthing of a young kitsune boy, named Daronoma, born to the family of the Magenos. Five years soon passed since the child was born, and the family began to notice something, different, about the new member, he was growing much more bigger and quicker than the other children, and was learning at an exilerating rate. The family was just astonished at how such a child came into their possession. But of course, fate has a funny way of treating such gifts of life, as one day, when the family was sitting down to eat, the boy in a mysterious outburst, blasted through the doors of the dining hall, and with gusts of roaring flames, blew the table up, and blew his father into the wall, the table following with him, smashing into the mans legs and pinning him down while flames engulfed the rest of the house.
The man was rushed to a hospital along with the rest of the family, the boy, having no clue of what crimes he had just committed, just stood there as the man was operated on. Days later, the parents had thought up of a silent but dreadful plan, in order to banish the young child to the woods, in hopes that he would never be able to cause such destruction again.
On the day of the banishment, the family drove out onto the dirt roads of the nearby forest, once they were far enough, the car suddenly came to a stop, the two eldest girls and the boy were confused of why they had stopped, then the parents, in a hurried dash, opened the door and tossed the boy out onto the forest grounds, the car doors slammed and locked, and before the boy could even look back to realise what had just happened, the car was gone.
The boy, still plenty confused of what just happened, kept looking towards where the car had sped off, and jumped as thunder shot off, and it began to rain. A noise caught the boys attention on the other side of the road, the boy didn't hesitate as he turned and bolted into the other forest side. His heart was beating louder than it ever had before in his life, as he would scratch at trees trying to get past them, leaving small scratch marks on each of their trunks, until the boy reached a rotting tree with an opening in it. The boy seeking shelter immediatly crawled into it, shivering, hungry, and disorianted. The boy started to cry and hug his legs into his body, he just wanted to go back home, but he knew this would never happen, and he would probubly die alone.
A truck drove by in the road, and stopped near the forests edge, two strange men walked out of it and followed the scratch marks until they found the little boy. One of them was waving his arms about and creating a small air pocket around the two men in the rain, and over the hole of the tree trunk, the boy just looked up at the two, as he saw a half raven channeling air, and a half tiger. The tiger man would look down to the boy and raise an eyebrow, picking up the small boy and taking the boy back to the truck, letting him walk in by himself.
The boy then met a much taller child, who seemed to look like as if he was wearing plates of rock on his body, the strange boy smiled to him and waved, and the boy shly waved back and sat down beside him. Minutes went by, and the truck stopped once more, the boy would look to the taller kid beside him, as the kid would look back at him. They both would turn their heads to the tarp opening when two children entered into the truck, something seemed strange about the two, but the boy couldn't figure it out, besides almost looking alike if not for their eye and hair differences, when it came to him that they had dragon wings coming out of their backs!
*Many years of experimentation and tests later*
The boy had grown to a teen, about 14 years of age, and already he knew how to use a gun, use the medical equiptment and how to work his combat knife. The only problem he had was doing all of that, in armor. At that moment he finally got to meet his instructor, a tall vampiress who, wore leather??
After that day he was beaten, tortured, and trained until he was who he was today. Through many circumstances, his squad had helped win many battles, and screw up the HQ in the meanwhile. There is much more to his history, however I just didn't feel like putting more or else it would take up the whole page, plus im lazy.[/size][/ul]
WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about
wall lets show the world what we are about
RP SAMPLE:
Somewhere off the edged coast of Iraq, near the city of Faw... "So, lemme get this straight, we're traveling through Iraq with the American soldiers, correct?" Daronoma would ask through his gas mask helmet as his squad would walk along a dirt road.
He would turn his head to a blue haired man on his left, who was carrying a shotgun, a radio strapped to his hip, and a backpack full of explosives as he said "Yep, mission specs said they needed support-" who was quickly interupted by another man to his right, who was red haired, carrying a M16 assault rifle and a 50 caliber Barret on his back. "But what I don't get is why they only sent US, why didn't they send a platoon, or even our whole squad for that matter?"
Daronoma would think about that for a moment and shrug a bit, letting his H-Scar hang percariously off his shoulder. "Who knows, maybe we're all they need?" He would say before being almost interupted by the man to his right. "Yea, sure, or we could be the damned cannon bait."
Daronoma would frown slightly underneath the visor, if this kept going like this, they might not be ready for the hot zone when they get to it. But then a crackle came up on the radio and he was the first to turn, the other two men quickly shifted to the side of the road and unclipped the radio, Daronoma was quick to follow and kneeled beside them as a males voice came up. "This is Bravy team, does anyone copy?!" Daronoma would glance over to the blue haired man as he would chitter over the radio.
After a few moments, the blue haired man would stand and the other would follow, whispering "So whats the news Sion?" "Well, I have good news and bad news, now we have a whole army to hide from, and they know we're here." Daronoma would look to the red haired man as he would look back, then they both would raise an eyebrow at each other and then glance to Sion, "So, whats the good news?" Daronoma would ask.
"That, was the good news... The bad news is, we're doing this alone, we have no back up..."[/color The red haired man would curse and throw his rifle to the ground "God fucking damnit!" Daronoma would twitch a bit from the thud and then quickly check the road ahead, turning back to press a finger against his gas mask "Shhh! You trying to get us spotted Eroku??"
Eroku would pick up his rifle and dust it off, while Sion would clip the radio to his side and start walking along the edge of the road "Well, lets get this over with" "Great, just fucking great." Daronoma would sigh and follow the two down the road, so it seems our allies had to retreat, no matter, we can still do this, right? It ain't that hard to- wait, what was the mission again?
"I don't want to seem like the forgetful one here, but, why exacly are we out here again?" Sion would grumble and toss his hands up in confusion "I don't know, mission specs said we had to do some sort of clear out or something like that." The man would shake his head and look off into the distance of the road.
Then, Sion would suddenly stop, and Eroku would bump into him "Hey! Watch where your-" Out of no where, the roar of a truck would be heard and all of the men froze, as Sion would first dash into a brushy area near the road, the other two would quickly follow, getting down and watching carefully as the roar would get closer. After what seemed like minutes went by, the truck would roar past, carrying not only humans, but what seemed to be other creatures as well, all of the men would blink at the road and stare for a moment as the vehicle made its pass.
"Uuhh... Was I the only one that saw that?" Daronoma would slowly stand and get back onto the road "No, I saw it too, they looked like, Lycans..." He would stare as the truck disappeared in the distance, the other two men would walk out behind Daronoma. "Oh great, now we're fighting werewolves too?? Could this get any worse than it already is?"
Just as Sion would grunt, Daronomas head light would blink once, and a message would play in his head, a female voice. "Objective has changed, Squad X, orders are to assassinate the high pure blood of the lycans, you have until the end of the day to make him dead. Do not, and I repeat, DO NOT let him complete the pact with the iraqians, and please, don't disappoint me again," and as soon as it had came on, the message cuts out as Daronoma would look to the other two.
"Great, now we get to assassinate the high born" Eroku would look to Sion and quickly back hand his head "You just HHAADD to ask didn't you?" Daronoma would shove the both of them lightly "Both of you cut it out, we got a mission to do" and with that Daronoma would head forwards, the other two grumbling and quickly following behind him.
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