Post by Shibito on Nov 3, 2020 7:41:56 GMT -8
Name: Shibito Amanojaku
Species: Demon/Human Hybid.
Age: 66
Gender: Male
Skills & Statistics
Fighting: 10
Energy Control: 5
Reflexes: 10
Resilience: 5
Power Level: (This is given to you from your RP Sample. It should be blank at start.)
Accuracy: 1d100+(10) / 1d100+(5)
Defense: 50+10 - 20
HP: 50+5
KI: 100
DR: -0
Class: Power house
Racial Trait: Life Drinker
Effort Points:
Zeni: 1000 Zeni (You start with 1000 Zeni)
Mastery Points: 2/2
Reputation:
Traits: N/A
Class Features:
Power of Legends - Increase your Base Power Level by +50%. Additionally, your transformations’ PL multipliers are increased to: T1- 4x Natural, T2- 8x Natural, T3- 12x Natural.
Powerful Ki - Increase your Maximum Ki by +20; you regain +3 Ki at the beginning of each of your turns.
Appearance:
Shibito is an unusual demon who possesses unique features. His face is without eyes, a mouth or a nose until he reveals his true form. Given his usual appearance however, he is silver colored with white hair with pointed ears. His body is muscular showcasing a life of training, and on each shoulder is an eye. His fingers are tipped in claws that bare similar color to his silver body. His legs wear a puffy samurai hakama with shin guards. His feet decorated in greaves of an organic matter.
However, when he reveals his true form, his appearance drastically changes. The demon within is revealed, his eyes opening to reveal green eyes. His mouth opens to showcase a set of sharp teeth. His hair turns black, along with his skin darkening. His hair becoming much more wild with green runes appearing along his hair, body and arms. His shoulders gain green eyes and mouths of their own with ears as well. His muscles bulk out considerably and his height changes dramatically. Where he normally stands seven feet tall, he grows to a staggering nine feet tall. His claws become longer, and armor changes slightly reflect his reveal.
Personality: Shibito is a calm collected man, speaking when he is talked to but offer no conversation of his own free will unless he needs something. He is a man of few words, but underneath that surface of calm is a boiling tempest of anger. Rarely does he allow his anger to surface, but instead harnesses his rage to power his destructive tendencies. He remembers little of his past 'human life', but what bits he does remember fuel his hatred for the people around him. Shibito also has a darker side he sets free when he needs to let his human instincts go.
Shibito has fused his soul with a demon in exchange for power, sacrificing all that he once hand for the ability to get revenge on all those who wronged him. Despite his revenge having been settled, the hatred within his heart burns bright enough to keep him bound by the demon within. The two share a body, yet are one and the same person. When he lets go of his human instincts, the real face of Shibito is revealed. Sensoa, a demonic entity that has no moral compass or compassion for others. When he lets his darker demon side come out, his personality changes considerably.
Sensoa is a cruel, sadistic individual who reveals in tormenting those around him. He struggles to hold back against those he fights. He desires to kill all living things, to purge the universe of all living individuals and leave it a barren wasteland devoid of life. He holds contempt for all living things, a disgust he openly will admit too and enjoys the idea of tormenting the living. However, it is the fact he is tied to a living being that fuels that ever boiling tempest that the two share. Their hatred for the earth and all living things upon it bind their souls together like string holding two pieces of different cloth. Where one is the calm before the storm, the other is the wrath of the storm.
History: Shibito was once a human, born human and lived his life as such. He experienced many different hardships, many different joys and sorrows. Yet in his heart of hearts, he resented his birth. He resented his family, friends and the world itself. His many hardships in life shaped his view that life was unfair. The destruction of his business by namekians, his home destroyed by fighting, his family rejecting his decisions and the many other trails that lead him to eventually go mad with anger. When he was only twenty two years old, Shibito lost his job as a small town CEO for a company to a group of Namekians who terrorized his town one day.
He was unable to be compensated for his lost vocation, bankrupting him immediately. His twenty seventh birthday he found love, only to watch he leave him for someone else after draining his wallet. On his thirtieth birthday, he was disowned from his family after a disagreement with his parents over an issue he had with them. A detail so minor he felt it unjust for him to be cast out. It was when he was thirty four that he fell into ultimate despair after suffering a crippling injury from an human worker failing to secure his work load. A pile of goods falling upon Shibito and breaking his arms. It shattered the bones in his arms to the point he could never use them again.
In that year, he was unable to get another job, unable to secure a home and was left to rot in the streets. As a beggar the man experienced agony day in, and out for three years. Cold winters tore at his tired body, brutal summers suffocated him and lonely nights when people turned their nose up at him for being poor. In his most dire hours, when all hope was lost, and he was in such despair he couldn't take it anymore... His despair attracted the attention of a lone demon, a spirit of sorts. His hatred for the kin who betrayed him drawn to the hatred of the human who despised his own kind.
The two made a pact on that night, and they fused together. Sensoa needed a body, Shibito needed power... and so they became one, never whole without the other. Their body changed, becoming a hybrid of a demon and human. Their new found body weakened by the fusion, they were not able to even summon ki. Yet they spent years training, honing a once broken body into a weapon of deadly precision. Now after twenty years of training, the demon has resurfaced. Ready to bring destruction to all of creation. Starting with the earth...
RP Sample:
If there was ever a sign of struggle, it was now in this small canyon. Numerous claw markings, craters, and broken stone lay scattered about the place. Black and green flames burned in various places as the signs of energy based attacks scorched the numerous rocks about the area. Occasionally a shockwave would shake the ground causing rocks to dislodge themselves to tumble to the dusty earth below. A training site for an otherworldly being and it was apparent this individual was still in this desert canyon.
Shibito stood panting, faceless but clearly staring into the crater before him. His recent attempts to strengthen his body having a very good effect if the body he possessed was any indication. He had spent years in isolation, kept company only by the demon within, two sides of a coin to keep the other company. They had spent their time doing nothing but getting their body into shape... and it had worked. Yet age was still apparent in his human form. While his body was fused with the demon, he was still bound by the laws of life.
A hand brought up to be gazed at as Shibito thought carefully about his current body. He was growing older, and while he was indeed stronger than he had ever been in his whole life... He thought about his mortality. He would not live forever, and spending it training would do him no good if he never used it. He could feel the demon within, like Sensoa was smiling at his predicament. He was not strong enough to kill everyone who ever wronged him, and yet he was not growing younger. Training was no longer enough to gain the strength he needed.
With a resigned sigh, Shibito turned away from his training spot to take his seat nearby, elbows on his knees. His body resting like a man torn between options and they weighed heavily upon him. Sensoa was silent only for a minute or two before finally breaking the silence.
"We cannot wait forever... You seek to bring an end to this world... but are afraid of failure."
Shibito simply scoffed at the remark, head downcast as he retorted, a hint of venom in his voice.
"I don't need you to remind me of my own mortality demon... I am well aware of the time limit. Yet we cannot possibly best the warriors out there. What can we possibly do being so weak-"
"We kill the weak... go up the food chain like any animal."
Sensoa cut off Shibito's complaints, his voice echoing in the man's mind as he did so.
"Yet You are correct. We are still to weak, unable to maintain our true form long and are like infants to a tiger... Yet you have the potential to grow. That is far more deadly than any thing they possess. We have unlimited potential, the ability to grow as strong as we need to in order to surpass our foes."
Sensoa's voice was filled with pride, clearly not intimidated by failure.
"With me, you have the same. We are one and the same. If I am capable of growing, then so are you. We just need to hunt. Without experience, you will never reach your true potential."
With that, the duo fell silent. Sensoa listening to the thoughts of Shibito as he contemplated the others words. They were not completely one yet, still possessing separate personalities. However, the gape was slowly closing between them. Shibito could feel his own personality being overridden by Sensoa, slowly the demon was converting the body they shared into his own. A deal they struck and he was ok with. He just wished it would happen more quickly. They were in their final stages of evolution, their body almost completely changing now. In due time, Shibito would be one with the demon. The two would no longer be without the other... They just needed more time to finish their union. Just a bit longer...
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