Kazama is an Oni, a mythical Japanese creature that posseses a variety of supernatural powers. As an oni, he possesses much higher physical strength and speed than normal people. The oni are regularly portrayed as able to move quickly enough to be untraceable by the human eye, disappearing from sight simply through the speed of their movement. While high speed movement of that sort is all too common in anime, it's worth nothing that (other than the existence of oni) the setting that they come from is fairly mundane and meant to reflect a more or less realistic world. The oni are the only ones shown to be able to move at such high speeds, and the only ones who possess physical strength beyond what a human would be capable of. In addition to their strength, they are also shown to regenerate extremely quickly - guns are virtually useless against them, because they hear from normal bullet wounds instantaneously.
Furthermore, although oni are normally indistinguishable from normal humans, they possess a "true" form that serves to heighten their abilities further. In their true forms, their hair turns white and they grow horns, making their demonic lineage more apparent. Although in olden times, oni transformations were more elaborate, involving longer horns and different markings appear on the oni's body, over time the blood of the oni has grown weaker and the transformation more subdued. In this form, the strength of an oni becomes even greater, easily surpassing that of even the strongest of humans. Their regeneration rate also becomes much higher, to the extent that anything sort of decapitation or a blow to hurt is incapable of killing an oni.
Beyond the abilities granted to him by his lienage, Kazama is also considered an accomplished swordsman. Although his blood gives him a somewhat unfair advantage over his opponents, he is still considered by many to be among the strongest swordsmen in Hakuouki, if not the most skilled. His swordsmanship relies on his brute strength, though he's nonetheelss able to match and overcome even the most accomplished swordsmen of his age. On the battlefield he is known to be an accomplished soldier, able to sway the outcome of battles through his presence.
INVENTORY; His sword, the Dojigiri Yasutsuna. The sword has been passed down in the Kazama family, and is renowned for its ability to harm other oni. Although it is unclear just how the blade's ability works, Kazama notes that an oni's wounds do not heal when cut by its blade. Its unknown whether the blade possesses any other special abilities, but it is nonetheless considered a sword famed for its monster slaying abilities in Japanese folklore.
Otherwise, he'll have his tobacco pipe with him, as well as a change of clothing - halfway through the story he switches from Eastern clothing to Western clothing, so I'd like him to basically have a set of both loosk.
ANYTHING ELSE WE SHOULD KNOW? Not really. Kazama is a world class creeper whose dream is to have 100 babies.
S A M P L E S; FIRST PERSON:
(( ooc: this is a first person sample originally used for another game - hopefully that's alright, if not i'd be happy to provide something else. ))
[ as the screen turns out, you're treated to a rather bored expression. whatever mysteries this world might contain don't seem to matter much to this blonde haired man as he seems to have nothing but apathy towards his new surroundings. ]
To think humans could create such a device... Wonders never cease.
[ he lets out a sigh at that, fiddling with it a bit more, before turning it upside down. not that he realizes what that does. ]
I seek answers. Where is this? Why have I been brought here? And do not merely repeat the empty words of that letter to me... it contained nothing but meaningless drivel.
If gods truly exist, I have never encountered them before, and I see no reason why that would change now. A demon has no need for deities. If you seek aid, then you've sought the wrong man. The fate of the cosmos means little to me... if this world is to be destroyed, I will enjoy watching it burn. The future is something you create by your own power, not by borrowing the power of others.
THIRD PERSON:
(( ooc: likewise, this sample was also originally for a different game. ))
Chikage Kazama was quite alert as he awoke, though his somewhat disheveled appearance may have implied otherwise. He propped himself up on his elbow, sitting up as he glanced around him. He did not recognize his surroundings, though he saw no cause for alarm. Whatever situation he found himself in, he doubted he was in any real danger. If anything, it merely annoyed him that one might have the audacity to pull such a prank on him.
"What is this...?" he grumbled irritably as he arose to his feet, reaching for his sword. It was still there, at least. Being without the weight of a blade at his side would have made him far more uncomfortable than anything else this place may have thrown at him.
Knowing he still had his sword, then, he at least knew he'd be fine. He let out a loud yawn as he contained to gauge his surroundings, looking for any sign of where he was. Nothing at all. All he could see before him was a pedestal. It seemed all too obvious that he was meant to approach it, enough to make him wonder if this was all just some elaborate trap. But so what if it was? If it turned out to be a trap, at least he would know more about what was happening.
He'd barely taken a few steps when the water rose all around him, encompassing him from all sides. Despite tensing for a moment, he otherwise did not budge an inch. He would give no enemy the satisfaction of knowing they had managed to startle him, even slightly. He merely eyed the water suspiciously, wondering if it was some sort of attack. His own form was reflected back at him, though oddly enough his reflection bore no garments. But more startling was the strange mark upon his breast. He felt a strange tingle as it seemed to burn itself onto his flesh, though the pain was passing.
"Useless..." Kazama growled, before drawing his sword and slashing at the water in one wide arc. The power of the blow was enough to displace some of the water, though the rest seemed content to fall to the ground around him once more, it's task completed. He glanced down at the water, bending to one knee to examine it more closely. Yet as he cupped some of it with one hand, it seemed to be nothing more than mere water once more.
With a sigh he stood back up again, sheathing his sword before turning his attention to that pedestal once more. He'd already gone through some trouble to reach it, so why not finish his journey...
chikage kazama | hakuouki | reserved
ABILITIES:
Kazama is an Oni, a mythical Japanese creature that posseses a variety of supernatural powers. As an oni, he possesses much higher physical strength and speed than normal people. The oni are regularly portrayed as able to move quickly enough to be untraceable by the human eye, disappearing from sight simply through the speed of their movement. While high speed movement of that sort is all too common in anime, it's worth nothing that (other than the existence of oni) the setting that they come from is fairly mundane and meant to reflect a more or less realistic world. The oni are the only ones shown to be able to move at such high speeds, and the only ones who possess physical strength beyond what a human would be capable of. In addition to their strength, they are also shown to regenerate extremely quickly - guns are virtually useless against them, because they hear from normal bullet wounds instantaneously.
Furthermore, although oni are normally indistinguishable from normal humans, they possess a "true" form that serves to heighten their abilities further. In their true forms, their hair turns white and they grow horns, making their demonic lineage more apparent. Although in olden times, oni transformations were more elaborate, involving longer horns and different markings appear on the oni's body, over time the blood of the oni has grown weaker and the transformation more subdued. In this form, the strength of an oni becomes even greater, easily surpassing that of even the strongest of humans. Their regeneration rate also becomes much higher, to the extent that anything sort of decapitation or a blow to hurt is incapable of killing an oni.
Beyond the abilities granted to him by his lienage, Kazama is also considered an accomplished swordsman. Although his blood gives him a somewhat unfair advantage over his opponents, he is still considered by many to be among the strongest swordsmen in Hakuouki, if not the most skilled. His swordsmanship relies on his brute strength, though he's nonetheelss able to match and overcome even the most accomplished swordsmen of his age. On the battlefield he is known to be an accomplished soldier, able to sway the outcome of battles through his presence.
INVENTORY; His sword, the Dojigiri Yasutsuna. The sword has been passed down in the Kazama family, and is renowned for its ability to harm other oni. Although it is unclear just how the blade's ability works, Kazama notes that an oni's wounds do not heal when cut by its blade. Its unknown whether the blade possesses any other special abilities, but it is nonetheless considered a sword famed for its monster slaying abilities in Japanese folklore.
Otherwise, he'll have his tobacco pipe with him, as well as a change of clothing - halfway through the story he switches from Eastern clothing to Western clothing, so I'd like him to basically have a set of both loosk.
ANYTHING ELSE WE SHOULD KNOW? Not really. Kazama is a world class creeper whose dream is to have 100 babies.
S A M P L E S;
FIRST PERSON:
(( ooc: this is a first person sample originally used for another game - hopefully that's alright, if not i'd be happy to provide something else. ))
[ as the screen turns out, you're treated to a rather bored expression. whatever mysteries this world might contain don't seem to matter much to this blonde haired man as he seems to have nothing but apathy towards his new surroundings. ]
To think humans could create such a device... Wonders never cease.
[ he lets out a sigh at that, fiddling with it a bit more, before turning it upside down. not that he realizes what that does. ]
I seek answers. Where is this? Why have I been brought here? And do not merely repeat the empty words of that letter to me... it contained nothing but meaningless drivel.
If gods truly exist, I have never encountered them before, and I see no reason why that would change now. A demon has no need for deities. If you seek aid, then you've sought the wrong man. The fate of the cosmos means little to me... if this world is to be destroyed, I will enjoy watching it burn. The future is something you create by your own power, not by borrowing the power of others.
THIRD PERSON:
(( ooc: likewise, this sample was also originally for a different game. ))
Chikage Kazama was quite alert as he awoke, though his somewhat disheveled appearance may have implied otherwise. He propped himself up on his elbow, sitting up as he glanced around him. He did not recognize his surroundings, though he saw no cause for alarm. Whatever situation he found himself in, he doubted he was in any real danger. If anything, it merely annoyed him that one might have the audacity to pull such a prank on him.
"What is this...?" he grumbled irritably as he arose to his feet, reaching for his sword. It was still there, at least. Being without the weight of a blade at his side would have made him far more uncomfortable than anything else this place may have thrown at him.
Knowing he still had his sword, then, he at least knew he'd be fine. He let out a loud yawn as he contained to gauge his surroundings, looking for any sign of where he was. Nothing at all. All he could see before him was a pedestal. It seemed all too obvious that he was meant to approach it, enough to make him wonder if this was all just some elaborate trap. But so what if it was? If it turned out to be a trap, at least he would know more about what was happening.
He'd barely taken a few steps when the water rose all around him, encompassing him from all sides. Despite tensing for a moment, he otherwise did not budge an inch. He would give no enemy the satisfaction of knowing they had managed to startle him, even slightly. He merely eyed the water suspiciously, wondering if it was some sort of attack. His own form was reflected back at him, though oddly enough his reflection bore no garments. But more startling was the strange mark upon his breast. He felt a strange tingle as it seemed to burn itself onto his flesh, though the pain was passing.
"Useless..." Kazama growled, before drawing his sword and slashing at the water in one wide arc. The power of the blow was enough to displace some of the water, though the rest seemed content to fall to the ground around him once more, it's task completed. He glanced down at the water, bending to one knee to examine it more closely. Yet as he cupped some of it with one hand, it seemed to be nothing more than mere water once more.
With a sigh he stood back up again, sheathing his sword before turning his attention to that pedestal once more. He'd already gone through some trouble to reach it, so why not finish his journey...