Post by ogihci on Nov 15, 2009 2:41:14 GMT -5
Name: Jericho Cross
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: He is one who prefers fighting to talking seeing talking as pointless unless completely necessary. He has a short temper and usually reacts to the smallest thing with full flidged rage and anger. He respects those who are stronger than him. He hates weakness because he once thought of himself as weak and he will go out of his way to crush it. Prefers the company of others who are of same strength or stronger than himself. loves metal music and is usually found in his room playing along on his electric guitar.
His best friend would probably be his weapon if he ever got one. He ignores those weaker than him unless it is necessary. His underestimating of weakness may be his down fall one day. He strives to become stronger. Most may consider him heartless but he will protect you if he likes you and you can win his trust. Others may consider him evil due to his appearance but that again is false he does not wish to become a demon god mostly cause a meister who was attempting to do that slaugthered his family and infected him with something that even today no one can explain which is what caused his evil like appearance.
Appearance: He has the appearance of being evil even though he isn't. He looks to be six feet tall, with long black hair, his eye color is red while the whites of his eyes are black. He looks to be be in his early twenties for his age, he is slim but muscular, he has a little stubble on his face. He wears a black leather trench coat, black combat boots, a black t-shirt, a pair of black jeans which seem to bag around his ankles, black fingerless gloves on his hands, and a skull necklace around his neck.
Wavelength Ability: He has the ability to manipulate shadows to his will causing them to wrap around his opponents and hold them in place or use them to constrict and cut them.
Strengths: He is adept in both hand to hand and weapon combat. He is pretty durable for being a meister and has the speed an endurance to get the job done.
Weaknesses: He has a short temper and will react to almost anything. He is seen as evil but he really isn't just loves to fight. Even though his wave length ability is strong it is very taxing and if over used could kill him.
History: He was born and mostly raised by his parents. His parents trained him to fight day in and day out and he eventually grew to love fighting relishing the clang of steel against steel and fist against fist and the every once in a while the spill of his own blood. But not all would be happy his appearance was much different than it is now he once looked like he fought for the side of good.
When he was ten his family was slaughtered by a meister seeking to be the demon god. He slaughtered all but Jericho who tried to avenge his family but was defeated. But instead of killing him the meister took his weapon and ramed it into Jericho infecting him with something no one new what it was. The infection altered Jericho's appearance to what it is today. When he was old enough they sent him to the academy to be trained since after all his parents were meisters.
To this day Jericho strives to get stronger defeating who ever he can until the day he feels he is strong enough to find the meister who killed his family and crush him.
Rp Example: Its a hot and sunny day on earth in the middle of the sahara desert. The taste of the air is bitter and there is the smell of sweat and blood. You can hear a small breeze going by and the sound of heavy breathing. The sight is Jericho cross standing over ten bodies of now fading kishin. There corrupt souls all that is left. Jericho walks right pat the souls. Why would he need them he didn't have a partner and they were only useful if you did. Jericho had been training against kishin to make himself stronger using his bare hands and soul powers.
"These kishin are all weaklings," he said disgusted with how easy this was. "When am I gonna find a opponent worth my time," he asked rhetorically. Just then a kishin rised from the sands of the desert right behind Jericho.
"Your soul is min-," the kishin didn't get to finish as Jericho had used his powers to use the kishin's own shadow to constrict it and cut off its oxygen. "You don't get to speak...weakling," he said as he slammed his fist into its face putting it into a daze. Then using the shadows constricting powers he sliced its throat open killing it instantly. "I'm done here I'm going back to the academy," he said as he headed off back to shibusen.
Theme Song: When your evil by Voltaire
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: He is one who prefers fighting to talking seeing talking as pointless unless completely necessary. He has a short temper and usually reacts to the smallest thing with full flidged rage and anger. He respects those who are stronger than him. He hates weakness because he once thought of himself as weak and he will go out of his way to crush it. Prefers the company of others who are of same strength or stronger than himself. loves metal music and is usually found in his room playing along on his electric guitar.
His best friend would probably be his weapon if he ever got one. He ignores those weaker than him unless it is necessary. His underestimating of weakness may be his down fall one day. He strives to become stronger. Most may consider him heartless but he will protect you if he likes you and you can win his trust. Others may consider him evil due to his appearance but that again is false he does not wish to become a demon god mostly cause a meister who was attempting to do that slaugthered his family and infected him with something that even today no one can explain which is what caused his evil like appearance.
Appearance: He has the appearance of being evil even though he isn't. He looks to be six feet tall, with long black hair, his eye color is red while the whites of his eyes are black. He looks to be be in his early twenties for his age, he is slim but muscular, he has a little stubble on his face. He wears a black leather trench coat, black combat boots, a black t-shirt, a pair of black jeans which seem to bag around his ankles, black fingerless gloves on his hands, and a skull necklace around his neck.
Wavelength Ability: He has the ability to manipulate shadows to his will causing them to wrap around his opponents and hold them in place or use them to constrict and cut them.
Strengths: He is adept in both hand to hand and weapon combat. He is pretty durable for being a meister and has the speed an endurance to get the job done.
Weaknesses: He has a short temper and will react to almost anything. He is seen as evil but he really isn't just loves to fight. Even though his wave length ability is strong it is very taxing and if over used could kill him.
History: He was born and mostly raised by his parents. His parents trained him to fight day in and day out and he eventually grew to love fighting relishing the clang of steel against steel and fist against fist and the every once in a while the spill of his own blood. But not all would be happy his appearance was much different than it is now he once looked like he fought for the side of good.
When he was ten his family was slaughtered by a meister seeking to be the demon god. He slaughtered all but Jericho who tried to avenge his family but was defeated. But instead of killing him the meister took his weapon and ramed it into Jericho infecting him with something no one new what it was. The infection altered Jericho's appearance to what it is today. When he was old enough they sent him to the academy to be trained since after all his parents were meisters.
To this day Jericho strives to get stronger defeating who ever he can until the day he feels he is strong enough to find the meister who killed his family and crush him.
Rp Example: Its a hot and sunny day on earth in the middle of the sahara desert. The taste of the air is bitter and there is the smell of sweat and blood. You can hear a small breeze going by and the sound of heavy breathing. The sight is Jericho cross standing over ten bodies of now fading kishin. There corrupt souls all that is left. Jericho walks right pat the souls. Why would he need them he didn't have a partner and they were only useful if you did. Jericho had been training against kishin to make himself stronger using his bare hands and soul powers.
"These kishin are all weaklings," he said disgusted with how easy this was. "When am I gonna find a opponent worth my time," he asked rhetorically. Just then a kishin rised from the sands of the desert right behind Jericho.
"Your soul is min-," the kishin didn't get to finish as Jericho had used his powers to use the kishin's own shadow to constrict it and cut off its oxygen. "You don't get to speak...weakling," he said as he slammed his fist into its face putting it into a daze. Then using the shadows constricting powers he sliced its throat open killing it instantly. "I'm done here I'm going back to the academy," he said as he headed off back to shibusen.
Theme Song: When your evil by Voltaire
