[CHAR] Yu Yu Hakusho - The New Agency

[Renny]

Yuunmei Ikiryō

Unless an idiot dies, he won't be cured. So by all means, please try and fix me.

Name: Yuunmei Ikiryō
Alias: Ikiryō, Yuu-kun, Yuunmei
Title: Bad Luck, Yuunmei
Meaning: Yuunmei (Destined Ghost) - Ikiryō (Living Spirit)

Species: Human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Real Age: 15
Age Appearance: 15

History: As a child, Yuunmei lived a taxing life. His father was never fully in the picture, always having one-foot in and the other out. At the impressionable age of eight, Yuunmei's mother committed suicide after a lifelong battle with depression. That event left deep scars on the boy. Having no choice, Yuunmei's father took custody of him and tried hard to connect with the broken lad. Overtime it became apparent that his mind would always be elsewhere, always very, very, faraway.

Yuunmei became somewhat of a loner out of not wanting to lose anyone dear to him again. In order to do that he fostered a loathing of himself while disguising it as a hatred of others. It painted a large target on his back at school, which only enforced his solitary ideology. Despite his lack of sociability, Yuunmei does see the good in "hand-picked" individuals and has an almost ambiguous doctrine concerning friendships and acquaintanceships. At the school people tended to get hurt when around him, either by the scraps he would get in with the bullies, jocks, and unmentionables or the mysterious accidents that often echoed after them.

Funny enough, Yuunmei never seemed bothered by the physical beatings he received, he almost looked to embrace them with a quiet resignation. Recently, demons have begun to plague him because of his spiritual awareness.

Personality |

• Fearless +
• Intuitive +
• Strong-Willed +
• Self Hatred -
• Careless -
• Inexorable -
• Antisocial

Power and Techniques |

• Spirit Shroud - A hereditary trait passed down through the Ikiryō line. His spirit energy is especially fluid, it can range from a inch-width from his skin to a powerful force five-feet in circumference.
• Spirit Shroud Fist - Yuunmei focuses his spirit energy into his fist. Because of its natural fluidity and the ferocity of his intent, its appears like blue flames. At his current strength its only three times stronger than a normal punch. It could bend metal and shatter rocks. He can use this technique once a day.
• Spirit Shroud Boundary - He can sense physical attacks within his spirit shroud, allowing for heightened reflexes when faced with multiple enemies or weaponry. Only problem being that at his current level he is incapable of attacking with his spirit energy when using Spirit Shroud Boundary.
• Spirit Shroud Orb Shot - He punches within the bounds of his Spirit Shroud sending off baseball-sized spheres of energy towards his opponent. So far he is capable of sending off five of these without deteriorating his Spirit Shroud completely. They are considerably weaker than his Spirit Shroud Fist technique being about .5x stronger than his normal punch, feeling something akin to a hammer strike.

Spirit Class: C

Weapon(s): None

Other Info

Main Theme


Family
Dad - Danno Ikiryo [retired fighter] - (41) - Human - Alive
Mom - Hisa Ikiryo - Human - Deceased
Sister - Shiori Ikiryo [college student - psychology major] - (19) - Alive
[Yuunmei vividly associates a red sweater and red bird with his mother]

[Matador]

Tatsuya Mondo

So you're sayin' I got a 3 percent shot of making it out alive...that's practically 100, ain't it?

Name: Tatsuya Mondo
Alias: Mondo-san, Tacchan.
Title: Chief
Meaning: Tatsuya (Accomplished Dragon) Mondo (Lord)

Species: Human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Real Age: 16
Age Appearance: 18

History: Tatsuya had always been privy to a life of luxury. Since he could remember, his parents had always been able to afford the finer things in life. They lived in a large house, could afford the best food, hire maids to tend things for them, and afford the absolute best education for their son that money could buy. It was a giant step up for them, as both were business people who had worked their way up the ranks of a real estate company. Tatsuya, on the other hand, knew of nothing but affluence from the very start of his life. He could get anything that he wanted at the drop of a hat. All the newest and hottest games, the finest clothing, and could always manage to keep up with the latest technology. For quite a while, he was absolutely content with his life. There was no real struggle. Maybe the occasional hard test once in a while or a particularly hard day at baseball practice, but other than that? Nothing.

In due time, he became increasingly self aware of the almost annoyingly perfect life he had been born into. Aside from his parents lacking real presence in his life, things were amazing. He had alright grades, was a decent athlete, well-liked, and had things a lot of things kids his age could only dream of. So why did it feel as though everything in his life was so dull? Nothing could excite him anymore. He fully expected to be able to get every new phone that came out, every new game—anything his heart desired. He could get it any time he wanted without a care in the world. So, really, what did one more gadget mean when he could get as many of them as he pleased? There was only one thing sucked the monotony out of life: online gambling. Mahjong, Poker, Blackjack—you name it, he played it. The balanced playing field was what fascinated him the most. Every victory he had felt as though it were by the skin of his teeth. The suspense of wondering if lady luck would smile upon him gave him a sense of anticipation unlike anything else. At the time, just playing matches online for fun was enough for him. But soon, even that grew to be monotonous for him.

It wasn’t until one night, when he went with his friends to sing karaoke that he seemingly found a source that could provide an infinite amount of that exhilarating rush. They were having a great time singing along some songs together over some good food when a group of students from another school went over to their table looking for trouble. Their school had a reputation for being somewhat prestigious, drawing a lot of attention towards them from less than savory individuals. The fact that he and his friends were drawing attention to themselves by being absurdly loud didn’t help matters at all. Things got ugly. Fast. It started with a few insults, then devolved into pushing, until all hell broke loose when one of Tatsuya’s friends got punched for dishing out a particularly nasty insult to one of the other boys. There was a moment of pause where they all had to register what had just happened before his friend punched back just as hard. Before anyone knew it, both sides were throwing punches like there was no tomorrow. Needless to say, however, things ended poorly for Tatsuya and his pals. They had done their fair share of damage, but they ultimately ended up on the floor with their wallets emptied of their valuables. The police came to the restaurant moments afterwards. Things looked grim, but the manager confirmed that it was the other group of students who had messed with them first. After a bit of questioning, they were allowed to leave, all of them being offered a ride home.

That afternoon, Tatsuya came home feeling worse than he ever had before. Every part of his body was seemingly in terrible pain. The maid fussed horribly over his condition and he got to hear his parents’ voices for the first time in what felt like centuries when they scolded him for going to “low class restaurants” in his school uniform. Despite the horrible shape he was in, he couldn’t shake the tingling sensation that forced his whole body to shake even as he was resting in bed. It was a feeling that could only be described as a pure adrenaline rush. Part of him wanted to fight against them again. No matter the outcome, that fight was the most exciting thing that had happened to him in a long, long time. For days at a time all he could think about was how different it felt from anything he had ever experienced before. From that point on, there was a nagging in the back of his mind that urged him to get more of that adrenaline coursing through him. And he knew just how to get it.

Over the course of a few days—after they had all recovered—he rallied his friends together to march straight back to the area they had gone to, jump the bastards who had roughed them up, and make sure that they never dared lay a finger on them again. This was, of course, a simple excuse. Tatsuya was incapable of producing the smallest iota of anger towards them. He just wanted to fight again to get the urge out of his system. After a bit of searching around, they spotted them while they were on their way somewhere. Tatsuya’s group took them by surprise, managing to land in a couple of choice blows before they had a chance to react. By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late for them to get any semblance of control over the situation. The private school kids made sure that their assailants paid for what they did and bolted before they were forced to face the consequences. This single event was the catalyst that sparked a bitter rivalry between the two schools.

At first, it was a simple conflict between two groups of friends. But as news spread across both schools over the course of a few months, feelings of ire grew between the “posh rich kids without a single problem of their own” and the “ticking time bombs who were bound to attack at any moment.” Though he did feel guilty about potentially getting innocent students involved in their petty mischief, he always made sure to lend a helping hand when he saw one of his fellow students getting messed with by their new rivals. Though, if there was one thing that the entire debacle taught him, however. Without pain and genuine struggle, the finer things in life meant absolutely nothing. With no risk in the equation, victories were hollow and without meaning—a philosophy he incorporated into his once innocent hobby of playing gambling games. Now, he was more than happy to bet real money, whether it was at parlors or online. Every loss he took made each victory of his all the sweeter. When he wasn’t fending off attacks from their rival school (which he had gotten damn good at, thank you very much), he was getting his fix of adrenaline from gambling. Life finally had meaning again. When they weren’t fighting one another, they were competing in life threatening games of Chicken that seamlessly blended everything he loved about both gambling and fighting alike.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it was all over for him. As it turned out, he had come home with injuries one too many times and the house maid squealed at his parents. Before he knew it, he was completely divorced from the conflict that gave his life meaning and shipped off to a more mild mannered town to complete his studies. They said they were doing it to give him a fresh start away from the violent big city environment. And so ended the happiest period of his life, abruptly, uneventfully, and absolutely prematurely. He’s managed to make a good life for himself at his new school, but laying quietly in the back of his mind is an endless thirst for adrenaline that can’t be quenched.

Personality |

• Courageous
• Confident
• Can keep a level head at the worst of times
• Cocky
• Selfish
• Overly playful
• Adrenaline addict
• Enjoys old fashioned or cheaper variations of the things he’s used to. For example, he has a fascination with flip phones and prefers them greatly over smart phones.

Power and Techniques |

• Core Power - Spirit Bat: Tatsuya creates a baseball bat made out of his spirit energy. Each swing he takes is around twice as powerful as his punches.
• Suspended Bat - Tatsuya suspends the bat in the air for a maximum of 5 minute at a time. The bat can support around 300 pounds of weight before it automatically disappears from overuse.
• Flying Bat - Tatsuya controls the baseball bat from afar, allowing him to manipulate it and make it seem as though it is fighting by itself. It moves about as fast as he does and can pack as much punch as a regular swing. However, Tatsuya is forced to stay in place for the duration of the technique. Should he move from his spot, the technique disappears and he must wait 10 minutes for him to use it again.
• Home Run Bat - Tatsuya enlarges the blunt part of the bat, allowing him to attack with 5 times the strength of his normal punches. It lasts for 1 minute at most. When its time is up, Tatsuya is unable to use any of his other techniques, outside of his core power.

Spirit Class: D-class.

Weapon(s): Primarily Fists/Occasionally baseball bat.

Theme:

Hider

[Raging Fenrir]

Ayame

I’m only pickin’ on ya cause you’re fun!

Name: Ayame Masahiro
Alias: Aya-Meiwakuna (The latter part meaning “annoying” or “troublesome”)
Title: Trickster Fox
Meaning: Masahiro means “perfection.”

Species: half-demon (kitsune)
Gender: female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Real Age: 16
Age Appearance: 16

History: Ayame was born to a human mother, and never knew her father. Whenever she asked, her mother would just tell her that he was in a faraway place. As she grew older, she assumed that this meant her father was dead, and Miss Masahiro let her believe it. However, the truth is that even her mother doesn’t know what became of that charming fox that won her heart all those years ago.

Ayame was raised as a human and her mother never spoke of her demonic lineage. She had no tail or ears to give away her origin, and it seemed she would be able to live an ordinary human life. However, it didn’t take long for her to start seeing things that nobody else could. Even as a little girl, she’d talk to ghosts or see little imps scurrying by. Her mother was quick to tell her to keep such things to herself, but that was only a temporary solution. Soon, her vulpine nature began to surface. She would prank her fellow students constantly, skip school, and even got away with shoplifting on a couple of occasions. (Her mischievous nature spawns from her demon heritage, so sealing, suppressing, or purifying her demon blood would likely alter her personality, though to her she would probably feel more broken than "cured.")

Everything reached a boiling point one day, though, when she fell in with a bad crowd. While cutting Middle School, she met up with some delinquents from a nearby High School. It started out with typical shenanigans: vandalism, smoking, looking menacing on the street… But then when school let out and they pulled a poor guy into an alley, Ayame was having second thoughts. They tried to rob him, but he didn’t have any money, so they proceeded to beat the living hell out of him. Ayame watched at first, wanting to fit in, but the pit in her stomach just grew deeper and deeper. This wasn’t fun. Her pranks had never really hurt anyone before, and this was too much, so she told them to stop.

That was a mistake, and the delinquents quickly turned their attention to Ayame. They surrounded her before she could run, and she felt their hands crawl along her shoulders, then grip her tightly. She didn’t know what they were planning on doing, but she became overcome with terror. The rest was a blur. She remembered blue flames, and when she came to most of them were running away with a couple on the ground badly burned. Her demonic ancestry was no longer a secret.

Personality |

• Kind
• Outgoing
• Clever
• Mischievous
• Irresponsible
• Nosy
• Inquisitive

Power and Techniques |

• Foxfire – A kind of demonic aura unique to kitsune. This blue flame can be manipulated to produce various effects.
• Purifying Flame – Ayame uses foxfire in its raw form to burn her enemies. However, unlike a normal flame, Ayame can determine who it burns and who it doesn’t, thus it “purifies” what she sees as an enemy. The flames shoot out from her, extending up to 20 feet. They can burn flesh, but won't noticeably damage heavy armor. Naturally hard skin will be burned as well; defending against it requires usage of spirit energy/demon auras rather than natural durability.
• Illusory Flame – Ayame can use her foxfire to create tangible illusions. This allows her to create small objects, or coat herself or another in the flame to create a disguise. The illusions require constant concentration, must be within eyesight of Ayame, and are not particularly durable; biting an illusory coin would surly cause it to disappear into a puff of blue flame. However, the illusions can withstand normal handling, such as pocketing said coin. The flames do not burn, and close inspection from someone with high spirit awareness may reveal subtle blue flickers about the object or disguise.
• Internal Flame – By breathing in her foxfire, Ayame can awaken her kitsune blood. She grows her tail and ears, and a set of claws. Her senses become heightened, she becomes faster and more agile, and she gets a small boost to her strength. She can hear whispers around her and even the heartbeat of her opponent, her vision becomes crisp and clear even in darkness, and she can smell the residue of people much like a fox. Her strength, though boosted, is not quite superhuman. She can kick down doors, lift up to 300 lbs, and can kick down doors or perhaps a small tree. The highlight of this boost is her speed. (Easiest comparison: Hiei's first appearance before transforming). Her heightened senses allow her to process things at this speed. However, as she is only half-demon, the form cannot be maintained indefinitely. Her limit in this form is currently five minutes. Likewise, when she reverts to her human form, she feels all the strain she subjected her body to. Due to the strain of this form, she cannot use any of her other foxfire abilities while transformed.

Spirit Class: D

Weapon(s): None

Theme:

[Blondie]

Corran Hebi

The snake that bites his own tail has already lost...

Name: Corran Hebi
Alias: Serpent Prince
Title: None
Meaning: The surname Hebi is japanese for snake.

Species: Demon
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Real Age: 219
Age Appearance: 21

History:

Corran Hebi lead an illustrious life of crime in the demon world. Not as anything so glamorous as a thief, or vile as a mercenary though. Corran was Demon World's number one Information Broker. That is, he had the underground knowledge of most of the goings on in many of the criminal circles. He had had dealings with The Black Black Club, informants in the Torukune Gang, and all the while Corran sat and watched the pieces move across the board like a chess game. Of course, he had his detractors. There were many people who believed never to trust a snake, and they were likely correct in their assumptions. For years, Corran had no real personal attachments to any of his colleagues in the criminal trade, and never had anyone he'd consider a friend. Not since he was a young boy, hundreds of years ago, had he felt any true connections to people.

Corran's early life was uneventful, his clan had abandoned him. He had survived on the streets as a pickpocket briefly, but his thin stature and lack of physical strength made him unable to last against the tougher demons in the world. Instead however, he had been "adopted" into a small gang of criminals of various different demon spirits. They were less thiefs than they were con men, and they taught Corran all about the grift. The gang was small, but Corran was happy to have somewhere to belong. And the young daughter of the gang's leader became his best friend. The last friend he really had. As Corran grew, he mastered his snake charming tongue, and became a master of manipulation. The leader of said gang was impressed, and he took a more formal role within the group. That lasted until a particular grift in which Corran's talents were used in a way he never would have agreed to. The young girl was sold off, and Corran had no idea. It wasn't until years later, in which a now adult Corran had run into his old leader, did the man let it slip just what really did happen to his old friend...

Now, Corran has turned his back on demon world. He has lived in Human world for 3 years now, regretting his past actions and looking for any sort of atonement. He was never able to find his friend, and he hasn't been able to forgive himself for that. A chance encounter with a new breed of Spirit Detective is just what he could use.

Personality |

• Observant
• Charming
• Cunning
• Dishonest
• Cynical
• Unethical
• Restrained

Power and Techniques |

• Snake Demonology - (The power that the rest will be derived from - weak transformation are allowed for sensible candidates.)
• Hebi Vice - Corran's grip has the strength of a constricting serpent. He can use the ability only with his right hand, and it enables him superhuman strength that would enable him to perform moderate strength feats (ripping doors off hinges)
• Snake Bite - Corran's nails can emit a poisonous venom charged with his demon energy if he scratches an enemy and it is able to enter the opponent's bloodstream. He is able to control the venom itself and can control it's toxicity in the bloodstream if he desires. The poison works it’s way through the bloodstream and can cause paralysis, however the stronger someone’s demon or spirit energy is, the longer it could take to take effect, if at all. An anti-venom would be possible to get at a hospital, as if treating an actual snakebite. It’s possible that with training, the effects of the poison and the strength can grow and evolve.
• Snake skin armor - Corran can shed his skin in order to heal non-fatal wounds. He can not do this often, as it requires a great amount of demon energy. He is able to shed through weak injuries, but is only able to shed and heal each extremity once a day. The more extreme his injury, the longer it takes to “shed.” If he must heal his entire body, he’d only be able to do so slowly over a week.

Spirit Class: Lower C-Class Demon.

Weapon(s): (nothing overpowered. IE. Kurama's rose or Hiei's sword)

Theme: https://youtu.be/bVnQO9XaKB0

[Cleverbird]

Hirata Kiwako

"𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒹𝑜..."

Name: Hirata Kiwako
Alias: "Kiwa"
Title: The Fallen Miko
Meaning: Kiwako "Child born on a border" Hirata "Peaceful field"

Species: Spirit
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Who has time for this?
Real Age: Roughly 400 years old
Age Appearance: 20-ish

Appearance:

History:

Oh why would you want to bring up such bad memories? Fine, I'll tell my story... Just don't tell it to anybody else, or I'll kill you!

I used to be a spirit of a small Shinto shrine to the north. I used my Goshintai, a Sakura branch, to mingle with the people of the village, playing pranks on the children. My shrine wasn't big by any means, but was still worshiped because I was a spirit that could bestow fertility upon the land. It was a quiet, but pleasant existence for a spirit.

One year however, there was a terrible storm ravaging the lands. The heavy rain caused all the rice crops to fail. And for the first time in history, the village was struck by terrible famine. As only a small god, there was nothing I could do.

The villagers thought it was divine punishment. A small sect within the village stole away my Goshintai and carried it to a new shrine they had erected in my name. It was here that they began the heretical practice of blood sacrifices. I wish I could say that I stopped them at the time, but I had never felt such a surge of power before. It was intoxicating.

Their crops flourished, bigger and more abundant than ever before. But instead of turning back to the ways of old, the villagers too became hooked on their newfound bountiful harvests. The blood kept flowing and the harvest kept growing. It was a dark power that slowly corrupted me from within.

It wasn't until a year later that I woke up from my drunken stupor with a start. The villagers, eager to please the Daimyo with a harvest like no other before, decided to perform the ultimate heresy. Hungry for more wealth, they had brought a child to my shrine. Her tendons cut to prevent the girl from escaping, and were planning on sacrificing her in my name. It shames me that for a split second, I did consider what such power would taste like; but thankfully I hadn't yet fallen completely.

Enraged of their fallacy, I enacted my wrath on the village I once swore to protect. I killed and maimed, razed buildings and burned crops. By the time I was through, the once peaceful village looked like a battlefield as what few surviving villagers fled into the hills.

Returning to the shrine, I used what little strength I had left to heal the girl's wounds. Her last words before running away were "Be a good Miko..." Overcome with grief and guilt, I broke my Goshintai; the one item tying me to this world. For all intents and purposes, I died that day.

My case was an interesting one. The corruption was deemed outside of my doing, but they did find me guilty of not putting a stop to it sooner. Unable to come up with a solution, I was sent back as a restless spirit; stripped of my sacred energy and left to be judged anew.

Personality |
+ Strives to do the right thing
+ Strong 'one for all' mentality
+ kind-hearted

- Cold and distant
- Little self-preservation
- Not entirely mentally stable

/ Extremely protective when it comes to smaller girls

Power and Techniques |

• Sakura Blossom - A storm of sakura petals, formed out of Spirit Energy surround Kiwa in a spherical shape of roughly 10m (33 feet), which are used in her abilities. These petals are sharp, but brittle; unfocused into skills, they are more a nuisance than a threat. While in a neutral stance, they move around much as if a strong wind was blowing around Kiwa; they can be directed more precisely when Kiwa wills it (as demonstrated in her skills).
• Sakura blink - Kiwa 'blinks' to a sakura petal, allowing her to rapidly move around the battlefield. Due to the enormous drain on spirit energy this causes, Kiwa can only do 2 of these blinks in quick succession; the first one leaving her pretty winded, the second one leaving her pretty much drained of energy.
• Leaf blade - Using her swords as a focal point, Kiwa focuses her Spirit Energy into stronger sakura petals which trail behind her blades; allowing her to leave behind a 'ghost slash' after every attack, effectively allowing Kiwa to strike twice in one attack.
• Petal storm - Summoning a multitude of sakura petals, Kiwa can throw up a 'smoke screen' of petals in which she and others can hide. Due to the increased number of petals needed to be summoned, they lose any form of sharpness. In fact, its kinda nice and soft to be caught in the storm.

Spirit Class: C-class

Weapon(s):

Kogarasu-maru and Nuke-maru

"A storied pair of long and short blades said to have been owned by the Heike clan in times of old. The longer of the two, Kogarasu-maru (Little Raven) is said to have been forged using the feathers of a legendary raven from the sacred Ise Jingu Grand Shrine and bestowed upon the head of the Taira by the royal family; the shorter of the two, Nuke-maru (Quickdraw) was forged by a son of the famed smith Ohara Yasutsuna. It got its nickname when Taira-no-Tadamori was attacked by a great serpent and it leapt from its scabbard unassisted to protect its master. It is also known as Wither from a legend that if it was stuck into the ground at the base of a tree, the tree would brown and die by morning." - Excerpt of "Historical swords and myths" by Gregory Irvine.

Theme: (completely optional)

[AlteredTundra]

Jaakuna Hoshinikkō

5’7 ♦ 130lbs ♦ Golden-blonde hair ♦ light gold eyes ♦

You can’t get into trouble if you never get caught.

Name: Jaakuna Hoshinikko
Alias: Jaak, Sundance, The Star Kid
Title: The Sundance Kid
Meaning: Jaakuna’s name has a multi-layer meaning. The name of Jaakuna means wicked, which doesn’t come from the alternate meaning of “bad” or “evil”. This name comes from the lesser-considered meaning of “mischievous.” Meanwhile, Jaakuna’s surname of Hoshinikko has a double meaning that literally translates into “Stars and Sunshine”.

Species: Half-Human, Half-Yokai (Jaak is unaware of his demon heritage)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Real Age: 17
Age Appearance: 16

History:

For as long as he could remember, Jaakuna has always felt like something was missing in his life. He could never place his finger on it. Growing up most of his life without a male figure in his life might’ve been the cause of that. Or maybe he was always getting into fights and the brain damage from those brawls contributed to the gap of his life. Well, at least that was what he told himself at night when he would lay his head to sleep. The truth of the matter was that much like how Jaakuna had lived his life from the moment he could throw a punch to when his powers developed, handled everything a fight at a time. No use sweating over the big stuff, right?

And so he did. Year after year, failed attempt to pass the school year after failed attempt, Jaakuna simply lived for the moment. He had fun when he could. He fought people who thought they were big and bad, only to realize that they couldn't stand toe to toe with The Sundance Kid. Seriously, it was as if something about Jaakuna was above human - well, that's what people said. They saw him as some kind of fighting god. There still wasn't anyone since the Yusuke Yuremeshi days who fought as well as Jaakuna did. Though, his overall fighting style has been described as a double-edged sword. While great in its base, something about it works but it put Jaakuna in a lot of compromising positions.

Though his studies suffered from his street fighting experiences, Jaakuna has never failed a single grade. And he’s so light-hearted about it all. The way he saw it was if he wasn’t expelled or didn’t fail a grade, then who cares if you only get through the final exams by the skin of your teeth? Life was too short in his eyes. And it wasn’t like his mother was setting an example to do exceptionally well in school. As the kids said a decade ago: yolo! You only live once, so make it count. But all of that changed when he came into contact with...something he’d never experienced.

One day while Jaakuna was fighting the local neighborhood punks who thought they could take him in a 1-on-5, he was surprised that one of them happened to be stronger than he remembered they were. When he really gave it his all, this particular person floored Jaakuna and sent him flying in the opposite direction for about a yard or so. That nearly killed Jaakuna, but then he really was in trouble when the same boy was attempting to finish the job. Never one to give up, Jaakuna met it with the same never-say-die attitude he always had. This time, however, wouldn’t go as fights usually did for him.

Then, as everything went black for a single moment, Jaakuna opened his eyes to see the boy was flat on his back. Unconscious. Only when he looked, he noticed something was off. Completely off, actually. First off, Jaakuna was floating about ten feet above the ground. He saw his house and the other houses in his neighborhood. This took him by surprise and had Jaakuna panicing, which was something that he rarely did. It was so out of character, but one could probably understand why he was so shocked because he was 10 feet in the fucking air. You try remaining calm in that kind of situation.

While Jaakuna was still in a state of shock, he had time to adjust to it by letting the days pass him by, though his mind often wandered to that day. What happened? What was it that he felt? Ever since that day, Jaakuna felt like this was something he just had to find out more. But as he would find out, since that day, he’s been having these recurring dreams. Some of them were of him fighting some weird creatures, though he looked...different. His entire body was, as he assumed, pure energy. The stars and sun and moon all radiated around him and flowed from his body and the air around him.

Days soon turned to weeks as the dreams were more frequent than they had ever been. But that wasn’t the only thing. Jaakuna had been seeing things that weren’t there before. Creatures that floated, that had tiny bodies and big horns. And then, it came to the point when Jaakuna was growing annoyed because he didn’t know what the hell was happening to him.

All of it just really womps big time.

Personality |

• Light-hearted
• Fun-loving
• Witty
• Reckless
• Mischievous
• Emotionally-driven
• Honest (sometimes to a fault)

Power and Techniques |

• Celestial Spirit Stars - Through the manipulation of his spirit energy, Jaakuna can create 4 shiny,spiritual stars that not only have high spirutual properties, but when used offensively, they can create a high, concussive force. When used one by one, the stars have a high accuracy but have a low strength when they hit their target. Likewise when Jaakuna uses them toegether in a one-hit-go, the accuracy is low but the overall power is 4-times what each individual star can produce. They move at an average speed for the kind of ability that it is.
• Celestial Spirit Stars: Barrage - One could look at this one as the multiple layered version of Celestial Spirit Stars. Through multiple uses and manipulation of his spirit energy, Jaakuna was able to create a technique that multiplies the original amount of four stars into twelve and sends them all flying in a barrage-styled attack, covering a range of ten feet horizontally and vertically. The only difference is that in this version, they cannot be combined like with Celestial Spirit Stars. This is meant to be a multi-foe technique. As a result, it is virtually useless in one-on-one fights. Additionally, the stars are not homing devices. There is zero control from the moment Jaakuna launches them. When they miss, that’s it.
• Celestial Spirit Stars: Dance - Taking into account Jaakuna’s erratic fighting style which includes a lot of acrobatics, the expansion of his Celestial SPirit Star power represents itself through the form of stars that attach themselves to his arms and legs. They only launch when he makes a certain dance-like move. This includes and is limited to: corkscrew, jerking the legs and arms, kicking/punching the air, and punching the ground.
  
  • The Corkscrew produces an array of small stars that look as if they are one and create a sound like a whispering wind. Their power is low and the accuracy is high.
  • When he jerks his legs/arms in a any direction, a wave of stars launch forward but it is a very linear path and is easily avoidable. It also moves slower then any technique that Jaakuna is capable of.
  • When he punches or kicks the ground, Jaakuna’s spirit energy is sent through it and creates a slight fissure that results in a small, yet noticable, golden blast of stars from the ground. This is contained to a very linear path of only five feet in front of him.
• Celestial Spirit Stars: Aura - A powerful technique in which Jaakuna harnesses his spirit energy to such a degree that instead of creating construct of spirit energy and using them offensively as projectiles, he takes the same properties to fortify his natural capabiltieis with a thinly-layered, easily disrupted aura colored gold (not to be confused with sacred energy). Unlike Sacred Energy, this does not give Jaakuna extraordinary abilities or give him overwhelming strength. It is taking the same amount of energy that it would take him to create stars but instead giving him the same power those very stars would possess. In doing so, he is enabled a 10% boost in his speed, strength, and defense. Though, due to the early stages it obviously is in, the amount of time that it remains active until it is turned off is less than 4 minutes of real time (battle or not). It does not give him the power of flight but he can run faster. His spiritual capabilities (spirit energy output, spiritual awareness, etc) are not effected. They remain as they were before the aura’s activation. Exceeding the time limit will actually have inverse effects on Jaakuna. Instead of giving him a boost, it will actually take away from his base attributes.

Spirit Class: D+ average (unlike his high school average lel)

Weapon(s):
A man does not need anything but his fists.

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