Post by james on Jan 15, 2011 4:00:44 GMT -5
[/b]Kazu Washi
[/center]~~~~~~ BASICS[/b]
Full Name:Kazu Washi
Nickname(s):Kaz
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Straight
Age/Birthday:43
Race:Human
Place of Birth/Home Town: Harima Province, Japan
~~~~~~ APPEARANCE[/b]
Character Portrayal:Hiroyuki Sanada
Hair:Black
Eyes: Brown
Height:5'8
Individual Features:scar on side of neck.
~~~~~~ INFLUENCES[/b]
Family: Barbra Mitchel (mother) Yousuke Washi(Father deceased)
Friends: Anyone who will have him
Enemies: Small group of bandits on Delta prime who may have just made Kaz's family smaller.
Job:Weapons Specialist
~~~~~~ PERSONALITY[/b]
Personality: Kaz, from his upbringing has been taught to be patient, and think before he talks which has some times given people the impression that he is cold and reclusive but he can be fun and definetly hold his own in a conversation.
Likes: sushi, American culture and women, weapons
Dislikes: Delta Prime, traitors, and cold sake
Fears: Not being in control, and losing people he loves
~~~~~~ HISTORY[/b]
History: Kaz's mother was a scientist from America who came to Japan to study a type of thin folding metal that had been used for weapons and basic home appliances in Japan for years when she met Kaz's father (Yousuke). After a would be story book romance the two got married and Kaz was born.
As Kas grew up his father taught him many ways in weapons and wielding them in the way that his ancestors had learned them many years ago, dating as far back as the late "feudal Japan". At the age of fifteen the Washi family moved to Delta Prime for his mothers job and a "retirement" for his Dad.
When Kaz reached university age he joined UGAP and moved back to earth to train in field sciences but as fate would have it Kaz was drawn back to his families legacy of making weapons and as he did Kaz learned the new ways of making fire arms and cannons for UGAP's science division.
Once Kaz reached his late twenties he had finished all the training in forging weapons and in how to use them skillfully, so he moved back to Delta Prime to look for a job closer to his family only to find his father had been murdered. Drunk with rage, Kaz hunted down the killers and took revenge not only on the killers but anyone associated with the gang only to find he had become just like the same people he hated so much. With redemption on his mind Kaz took to the sky and lived from ship to ship, fighting against anything he could...until he was at the age of forty three when a special command came down from the head brass at UGAP who had been watching Kaz's work carefully and believed he belonged on Venia, where he know resides, lingering for redemption.
Random Facts:
-Has the first foldable sword made by his father who discovered the use of the collapsible steel to unfold into a katana like sword.
-Enjoys reading American romance novels
-Best shot in his battalion at UGAP
~~~~~~ PLAYER[/b]
Name:James
Age: 20
RP Experience: 3-4 1/2 years
Any Other Characters? Nope!
RP Sample: Jim's leather boots slammed with purpose on the stone as he walked up the stairs that came from the underground. At that time of night no one was on the subway and it was ideal for traveling unnoticed. The assassin walked quickly down the sidewalk, the street lights only illuminating him as he approached there beams then back into darkness. The harsh wind felt like a knife on his skin, and it somewhat reminded Jim of his own being, for, like the wind he never let up, he was harsh and cold. Jim's lungs contracted and he let out a flurry of breath in the form of fog, yes it was truly winter in London. In the ghetto where Osprey had a sister office was where Jim was sent to, the topic of why he was there could be described as a retrieval mission. Jim was to find one piece of an artifact, that Osprey had. The building was up on his left, it towered above the other buildings like an oasis in the dessert.
The Assassin walked the rest of the way and met the door of the building. He opened the large slab of steel that acted as the door and looked down the abandoned hallway. Obviously the building used to be an apartment, for its aura of faded grander reminded Jim of a mission he accomplished in France years before the current one. He was to kill the old general of Camembert in the French city of avion, the general sat at in home most of the time and even when Jim approached him with his silenced automatic the généralités turned his chair and glanced at the looming Death before him. Jim's eyes met the aged eyes of the généralités, a great fire crackled in the fire place behind him and Jim never broke eye contact. It's didn't matter who he was or what he did, he always got his kill.
Rules:Understood. Over and out.
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