Post by Rihito Akabane on Dec 8, 2019 14:40:21 GMT -8
Name: Rihito Akabane
Species: Human/Demon Hybrid
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Skills & Statistics
Fighting: 10
Energy Control: 5
Reflexes: 10
Resilience: 5
Accuracy: 1d100+(10) / 1d100+(5)
Defense: 50+10
HP: 50+5
KI: 100
DR: -0
Class: Martial Mastery - You gain 3 additional Technique Slots and may fill them without any required learn-time; these techniques begin at Rank 1.
Combo Attack - Each time one of your attacks hit, increase the Accuracy of attacks used on subsequent turns by +5, stacking to a maximum of +20. This bonus is reduced to +0 on the turn following an attack failing to hit its target.
Racial Trait: Lifedrinker
Requirements: Demon
Effect: Your every successful attack heals you 2 Health Points.
Effort Points:
Zeni: 1000 Zeni
Mastery Points: 2/2
Traits: N/A
Class Features: Martial Artist
Appearance: Standing at 6'3, Rihito has a slender yet muscular frame. He has brown hair and eyes, his hair is messy yet spiky and neck-width, containing an ahoge, which is his one of his prominent features. Initially, his hair color was mimicked the moon, and his eyes were a blood red. But upon having his most of his powers sealed by his mother, they changed to alternate colors, ones that appear natural to the ones closest to him and only by unlocking his true power, may this phenomenal appearance return.
His now everyday outfit consists of a sleeveless jacket with yellow and red outlines that is left unzipped to show off his family's crest on his chest, a tight cloth covering his right arm down to the hand, and fingerless gloves on his other. He wears basic black pants and red boots with silver soles to match. This outfit was designed for the solely purpose of allowing him to be more "comfortable" while fighting, and to move more freely.
Personality Kind-Hearted, Brave, Hot-Headed, and sometimes a Buffon, Rihito is a laid back young man who enjoys nothing more than eating a giant bowl of Teriyaki Ramen and having a good and fair fighting match. Ever since he found out the potential of his strength and receiving proper training from his foster grandfather, Rihito has devoted himself to using his powers for good doing only. He'd even go as far as risking his life for others, which he has been scolded for by his foster sister many times in his teenage years. In his free time, Rihito usually trains, play video games, or simply look at the sun vanish from the balcony of his three story house.
Combat-Wise, Rihito was taught a few Martial Arts by his grandfather, namely Ju-Jutsu and Jeet Kune Do, along with the "Akabane-Style" which he seen as useless. Even so, Rihito decided to teach himself the art of boxing behind the old man's back, which he has come to main in combat situations before switching to the desired ones fit, ultimately making him a formidable foe.
History:
The Hitsugaya Clan, a clan of those containing the blood of a demon that have existed for generations in secrecy, all having a crest engraved on their chest at birth. They possesses the special ability of utilizing their own blood for things like...hardening it to make a shield, or even going as far as to make a weapon. Naturally, losing too much blood would ultimately lead to death.
One day, a child was born between a wondering and lost human and a family member of the clan. Shortly after, having not even gave their son a proper name yet, the village was raided by a Demon Hunter, who'd been hearing rumors about them existing by those either camping in the forest they resided, or simply going for a hike within it. Everyone within the clan was ruthlessly slaughtered, except two, which was the young human woman and her newborn son. But not shortly after, the woman would injured by an arrow from the man's bow, who'd assumed that she was a demon as well. With her remaining strength, she performed the clan's seal upon his crest, in hopes of giving him a normal life, one free from danger. But before she could finish it, she succumbed to her wounds.
Luckily, the baby was hidden from the eyes of the murderer's view, and was later on found by man appearing to be in his 40s along with his wife, and taken into their family - The Akabanes.
He was gave the name Rihito Akabane, and throughout the years, formed relationships with the Akabanes and many others. He also attended school faithfully, trained in Martial Arts alongside his grandfather, and in short, lived a normal life up consisting either of beating a bully's ass, saving cats from trees, or even walking old women across the street.
At the age of 19, Rihito was approached by a man also bearing the same making he did on his chest, who claimed to be apart of his real family. After briefly explaining to the boy the history of his "real" family and how his true powers were sealed, the man vanished as if he were a ghost. Rihito had no choice but to believe his words, it was the only explanation on how he could run faster than an athletic, jump six stories high, and have the strength of multiple men on steroids. Ever since being told this, Rihito has tried to ceaselessly find out the history behind his clan's name, with to no avail. Still...he wouldn't give up, not yet.
Referred by: Wuubi
RP Sample:
"Damn gramps...you trying to kill me or something?!?"
"Hahha! Of course not, grandson! But maybe if you don't watch that mouth of yours, I will!"
Another normal day at the house of The Akabanes, residing on the outskirts of West City. Rihito was drenched in sweat from all that training, whereas his grandfather on the other hand looked perfectly fine. This made him question was the old fart even considered a human being. Not before long, his sister, Sakura arrived within the room with their morning breakfast. Since Rihito was determined in becoming stronger and mastering the arts as soon as possible, he'd requested that they started their training at 6:00 am sharp. His grandfather abided by this, in exchange for having him undergo pure hell.
"Thank you."
Sitting in a criss-cross position, Rihito said a quick praise before beginning to eat his food, while both his grandfather and sister watched from across the room, a smile on both of their faces. Not before long, it was time to commence their training again once more, and the two were already in their fighting stances. Rihito, in a boxing one, and his grandfather in a Ju-Jitsu one. Not before long, Rihito would move in with confusing footwork, hoping it'd work on his grandfather. And not too long, a quick yet heavily weakened jab would be sent to his face; everything went blank after that.
Rihito found himself on the ground, his grandfather standing over him with a look of ashament over his face. Apparently, he got a grip of his arm and flipped him over his shoulder. This man never ceased to fail him, still being able to move faster than your average teenager despite his age.
"Your footwork is still lacking, making it easy to predict your attacks. Work on that, son. And come back again tomorrow.."
With his hands behind his back, the old man disappeared from his sight. His sister who had been watching the entire time in curiosity followed behind him. And in the end, like all the other days, Rihito would be the only person in the dojo, laying on the ground, drenched in sweat.
The next day, the two were once again face-to-face, in their respective stances. Rihito, in the one his grandfather heavily disapproved of, and his grandfather in his personal favorite and the most effective to his eyes in this situation: Ju-Jitsu. With an exhale, the boy proceeded forward, his grandfather having a smirk on his face, already proclaiming himself the victor of this fight. But then...!
"Akabane Style…"
Those words that escaped his mouth caused the old man's eyes to widen in surprise. Was his grandson really about to use a technique from the style he taught him so long ago?!? Shortly after, the man felt his arms being tightly wrapped around his waist, meaning...that Rihito was going in for one of their signature attacks!
"Sorry bout this gramps, but.. Windwheel….Smash!"
His leg swept across the man's own to send him off balance, and thus hitting the ground on his back. Usually, those using this technique would apply their weight to increase the damage, but Rihito only wanted to win without hurting or killing him. After releasing such an attack, he stood up and walked backwards in order to see if his grandfather would get up. And surprisingly, he didn't. The only thing his grandfather wanted him to do was land a hit on him, and he successfully did that. So there was no use for him to get back up and continue on fighting.
"God DAMN gramps, who would've known it would've took this much effort just to get an old man like you do-"
Out of nowhere, a crane was sent flying at the back of his head, knocking the poor boy out for the day.
Starting Non-Basic Technique Chosen:
FEINT
You make a deceptive motion that throws off an enemy's attack, disrupting their ability to complete a full combination.
Type: Defense
Action: Standard Action - Reactive
Effect: You avoid 1 attack targeting you on this turn; this does not work against Critical Hits.
Cost: 15 ki
Limit: Twice per thread, once per turn.
Ranks: Rank 2 costs 10 ki and Rank 3 costs 5 ki.
Learn: Rank 1 takes 2 weeks to learn. Additional ranks do not take time but cost 2 MP.
Technique Slots: 1/5
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Species: Human/Demon Hybrid
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Skills & Statistics
Fighting: 10
Energy Control: 5
Reflexes: 10
Resilience: 5
Accuracy: 1d100+(10) / 1d100+(5)
Defense: 50+10
HP: 50+5
KI: 100
DR: -0
Class: Martial Mastery - You gain 3 additional Technique Slots and may fill them without any required learn-time; these techniques begin at Rank 1.
Combo Attack - Each time one of your attacks hit, increase the Accuracy of attacks used on subsequent turns by +5, stacking to a maximum of +20. This bonus is reduced to +0 on the turn following an attack failing to hit its target.
Racial Trait: Lifedrinker
Requirements: Demon
Effect: Your every successful attack heals you 2 Health Points.
Effort Points:
Zeni: 1000 Zeni
Mastery Points: 2/2
Traits: N/A
Class Features: Martial Artist
Appearance: Standing at 6'3, Rihito has a slender yet muscular frame. He has brown hair and eyes, his hair is messy yet spiky and neck-width, containing an ahoge, which is his one of his prominent features. Initially, his hair color was mimicked the moon, and his eyes were a blood red. But upon having his most of his powers sealed by his mother, they changed to alternate colors, ones that appear natural to the ones closest to him and only by unlocking his true power, may this phenomenal appearance return.
His now everyday outfit consists of a sleeveless jacket with yellow and red outlines that is left unzipped to show off his family's crest on his chest, a tight cloth covering his right arm down to the hand, and fingerless gloves on his other. He wears basic black pants and red boots with silver soles to match. This outfit was designed for the solely purpose of allowing him to be more "comfortable" while fighting, and to move more freely.
Personality Kind-Hearted, Brave, Hot-Headed, and sometimes a Buffon, Rihito is a laid back young man who enjoys nothing more than eating a giant bowl of Teriyaki Ramen and having a good and fair fighting match. Ever since he found out the potential of his strength and receiving proper training from his foster grandfather, Rihito has devoted himself to using his powers for good doing only. He'd even go as far as risking his life for others, which he has been scolded for by his foster sister many times in his teenage years. In his free time, Rihito usually trains, play video games, or simply look at the sun vanish from the balcony of his three story house.
Combat-Wise, Rihito was taught a few Martial Arts by his grandfather, namely Ju-Jutsu and Jeet Kune Do, along with the "Akabane-Style" which he seen as useless. Even so, Rihito decided to teach himself the art of boxing behind the old man's back, which he has come to main in combat situations before switching to the desired ones fit, ultimately making him a formidable foe.
History:
The Hitsugaya Clan, a clan of those containing the blood of a demon that have existed for generations in secrecy, all having a crest engraved on their chest at birth. They possesses the special ability of utilizing their own blood for things like...hardening it to make a shield, or even going as far as to make a weapon. Naturally, losing too much blood would ultimately lead to death.
One day, a child was born between a wondering and lost human and a family member of the clan. Shortly after, having not even gave their son a proper name yet, the village was raided by a Demon Hunter, who'd been hearing rumors about them existing by those either camping in the forest they resided, or simply going for a hike within it. Everyone within the clan was ruthlessly slaughtered, except two, which was the young human woman and her newborn son. But not shortly after, the woman would injured by an arrow from the man's bow, who'd assumed that she was a demon as well. With her remaining strength, she performed the clan's seal upon his crest, in hopes of giving him a normal life, one free from danger. But before she could finish it, she succumbed to her wounds.
Luckily, the baby was hidden from the eyes of the murderer's view, and was later on found by man appearing to be in his 40s along with his wife, and taken into their family - The Akabanes.
He was gave the name Rihito Akabane, and throughout the years, formed relationships with the Akabanes and many others. He also attended school faithfully, trained in Martial Arts alongside his grandfather, and in short, lived a normal life up consisting either of beating a bully's ass, saving cats from trees, or even walking old women across the street.
At the age of 19, Rihito was approached by a man also bearing the same making he did on his chest, who claimed to be apart of his real family. After briefly explaining to the boy the history of his "real" family and how his true powers were sealed, the man vanished as if he were a ghost. Rihito had no choice but to believe his words, it was the only explanation on how he could run faster than an athletic, jump six stories high, and have the strength of multiple men on steroids. Ever since being told this, Rihito has tried to ceaselessly find out the history behind his clan's name, with to no avail. Still...he wouldn't give up, not yet.
Referred by: Wuubi
RP Sample:
"Damn gramps...you trying to kill me or something?!?"
"Hahha! Of course not, grandson! But maybe if you don't watch that mouth of yours, I will!"
Another normal day at the house of The Akabanes, residing on the outskirts of West City. Rihito was drenched in sweat from all that training, whereas his grandfather on the other hand looked perfectly fine. This made him question was the old fart even considered a human being. Not before long, his sister, Sakura arrived within the room with their morning breakfast. Since Rihito was determined in becoming stronger and mastering the arts as soon as possible, he'd requested that they started their training at 6:00 am sharp. His grandfather abided by this, in exchange for having him undergo pure hell.
"Thank you."
Sitting in a criss-cross position, Rihito said a quick praise before beginning to eat his food, while both his grandfather and sister watched from across the room, a smile on both of their faces. Not before long, it was time to commence their training again once more, and the two were already in their fighting stances. Rihito, in a boxing one, and his grandfather in a Ju-Jitsu one. Not before long, Rihito would move in with confusing footwork, hoping it'd work on his grandfather. And not too long, a quick yet heavily weakened jab would be sent to his face; everything went blank after that.
Rihito found himself on the ground, his grandfather standing over him with a look of ashament over his face. Apparently, he got a grip of his arm and flipped him over his shoulder. This man never ceased to fail him, still being able to move faster than your average teenager despite his age.
"Your footwork is still lacking, making it easy to predict your attacks. Work on that, son. And come back again tomorrow.."
With his hands behind his back, the old man disappeared from his sight. His sister who had been watching the entire time in curiosity followed behind him. And in the end, like all the other days, Rihito would be the only person in the dojo, laying on the ground, drenched in sweat.
The next day, the two were once again face-to-face, in their respective stances. Rihito, in the one his grandfather heavily disapproved of, and his grandfather in his personal favorite and the most effective to his eyes in this situation: Ju-Jitsu. With an exhale, the boy proceeded forward, his grandfather having a smirk on his face, already proclaiming himself the victor of this fight. But then...!
"Akabane Style…"
Those words that escaped his mouth caused the old man's eyes to widen in surprise. Was his grandson really about to use a technique from the style he taught him so long ago?!? Shortly after, the man felt his arms being tightly wrapped around his waist, meaning...that Rihito was going in for one of their signature attacks!
"Sorry bout this gramps, but.. Windwheel….Smash!"
His leg swept across the man's own to send him off balance, and thus hitting the ground on his back. Usually, those using this technique would apply their weight to increase the damage, but Rihito only wanted to win without hurting or killing him. After releasing such an attack, he stood up and walked backwards in order to see if his grandfather would get up. And surprisingly, he didn't. The only thing his grandfather wanted him to do was land a hit on him, and he successfully did that. So there was no use for him to get back up and continue on fighting.
"God DAMN gramps, who would've known it would've took this much effort just to get an old man like you do-"
Out of nowhere, a crane was sent flying at the back of his head, knocking the poor boy out for the day.
Starting Non-Basic Technique Chosen:
FEINT
You make a deceptive motion that throws off an enemy's attack, disrupting their ability to complete a full combination.
Type: Defense
Action: Standard Action - Reactive
Effect: You avoid 1 attack targeting you on this turn; this does not work against Critical Hits.
Cost: 15 ki
Limit: Twice per thread, once per turn.
Ranks: Rank 2 costs 10 ki and Rank 3 costs 5 ki.
Learn: Rank 1 takes 2 weeks to learn. Additional ranks do not take time but cost 2 MP.
Technique Slots: 1/5
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