 ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name Tsukiyama Fujino Nicknames/Aliases Mama Tsuki | Lady Fujino | One-Eye'd Wolf of Sakanoshita | CodeName: Silver Tengu Birth City/District: -Redacted- Age: 55 Years Old Height 6'0 ft (1.84 m) Racial Background: Pure Blood Japanese Race: Y.S.G Natural Born (Who're often referred to as Shoguns in the mega-cities) Hair Color: Silver Eye Color: One Blue/One Grey Appearance: Tsuki has a vary intimidating aura and stature, said to be able to suck the air out of the room just by walking in. Standing at 6ft tall, she isn't necessarily the tallest person, but tends to be noticeable based on height alone. Being a part of the Jaeger, Tsukiyama has had to maintain her physical health for more than 25 years, and her body shows that. Underneath what typically is a black turtle neck, is an exceptional toned and built body, like that of an Y.S.G born and raised solider. The Jaeger program kept her on a tight training and maintaining regiment that, despite being ten years gone from the government position, she still follows the regiment to a T. She also has an uncanny beauty for being 55, seeming to have stopped aging in her 20s, having Y.S.G has prolonged her health and aging. Tsukiyama is riddled in dozens of scars all over her body, not just the ones present across face and up her neck. Being a Jaeger meant a lot of combat and skirmishes, having come close to dying several times, her scars are a window into who she was prior to becoming woman she is now. She also has a vibrant neon tattoo of a simple black swan at the back of her neck, near the base. Mutation Marker(s): She has one grey eye, that gives the illusion shes blind, but it simply it cloudy, seeming to be filled with mist almost. She also has the white wings of a crane that she can keep tucked to her body to seemingly disappear under her clothes. She also was born with long flowing silver hair that has never lost its vibrance. Personality: Tsukiyama is a very particular person for some with Y.S.G, once called too soft for being a Y.S.G Holder when she was younger. She is typically considered one of the most down to earth Y.S.G Holders many come into contact with residing in Sakanoshita. Especially for someone running a gang in the more seedy parts of Neo-Tokyo. Truth be told, she often thinks that the job isn't for her secretly, she feels like she should have been a doctor or care taker, but she'd learn it really doesn't matter what she thinks pretty early on in her life. Upon realizing she was a Y.S.G holder, or rather her family realizing, her life would be carefully laid out in front of her, never being allowed to stray from it. She would be forced to be perfect in every way, from her attitude, to her mannerisms, even the way she spoke would have to be eloquent and perfect. Because she was always told to put others before herself, this is where the base of her personality starts, a child who wanted to be perfect for a family that she could never be perfect enough for. Tsukiyama has a very calming personality much of the time, like that of a mother or a grandmother, because of her experience as both a mother and and a wife. She learned to deal with a lot of problems such bickering or disagreements and happens to have a very soothing voice that seems to want to lure you into a calming state or even sleep. She loves to go through problems with people and act like a mother or therapist giving her opinion on what they should do or say. She is over all the nicest when it comes to those sort of things and she loves helping others a lot. Even if they aren't the nicest, she tries her best to help out with even the smallest of others problems, whether it be physical or mental, she does her best to use her wealth knowledge and try and give the best advice she feels possible. The other gang leaders find her personality interesting as she strives to help even the evilest of people before having to fight. As long as its not killing the innocent, Tsukiyama will try help with almost, again almost, every task. Though there are some boundaries she will not cross, those involve her body, killing comrades and overall just wrongly hurting or extorting people. Those are the boundaries she will not cross even if her life is on the line and a sword is at her neck. She can also be much like a sage when helping people through physical hardships, helping them train, even save their sorry asses if need be. She gonna try her best to help the newbies out whenever possible, even ones that aren't going to be fond of her. If the person is willing, she do her best to help them train, just ask nicely and she'll do her best to make you stronger. This part of her comes from the fact that she no longer has Y.S.G Soldiers to train, having been ten years since she quit the J.F Special Forces. She loves giving advice that is honest regardless of if they will hurt your feelings, she will not lie to you even if it comes down to saying something mean, she only wants you to get better and if things need to be said then she will say it. Granted she does understand feelings and try to dial it back in certain situations, but for the most part, you will get the truth out of her and nothing less. In the event that she does lie to you, which rarely will happen, she would do it for the protection of not only herself but you and the people involved if it is that serious then at that point she will keep it to herself and only the people she is sure can handle it so that she does not cause mass panic. She does have a dark center however, her time as a Jaeger did harden her into a dangerous person. Gaining the name of One-Eye Wolf of Sakanoshita was not for nothing. She is exceptionally trained in combat scenarios, dealing with hundreds of missions in her 25 years working in the J.F military, 22 years of which were in the Special Forces division. Not only was she a member of the Jaeger Branch, but she also lead a squad for many years, before going on to become training director for the Jaeger Branch. She is a trained killer, with more then 500+ confirmed kills under her belt. She is not someone you want to cross, as underneath the sage like persona, lays someone ready to do ANYTHING is possible to keep her gang and people safe. Not many have seen her fight in combat, but the ones who have, have gone on to say that she becomes unrecognizable. As if she becomes an disciple of death itself, there is no one who has crossed her, breathing alive and well. TL:DR: Tsukiyama is the Mother of the gang, she’s looking out for not only her own but her surrounding community, and will do her best to guide them. But understand all circumstances, do not try to cross her or get on her bad-side, it might lead to an immediate dirt nap. Aspirations: -She tries and rise above the darkness that is Neo-Tokyo Gang Culture. -To better the lives of the people she leads and those that rely on her. -Supporting her local community and attempting to provide order in a district of chaos. -Hopefully one day wash away the sins that she committed as a Jaeger for the J.F -To disrupt the J.F at every turn and destroy any power they hold over Yokai'kuma. Fears: -The death of her Gang members. -Failing to better the lives of those around her. -Never being able to escape the shadow of her time serving the J.F. -The J.F's political policies and power. Vehicle: Mitsubishi Horizon ZR6 Tsukiyama has always been more partial to the older body styles of motorcycles from the past. When Mitsubishi announced they be making a retro bike, She could hardly contain her excitement. Thanks to her job with the government, and a high position at that, she was able to be one of the first to order and purchase one. Hers has a white base paint with gold and black trim, with the Kurotori symbol of the black swan as a decal on the right side of the bike. The bike is a hyrbid, capable of riding on the road, or switching seamlessly into its hovercraft mode. It is naturally faster on the road than on the hoverzones, as it is a retro build, capable of reaching speeds up to 250MPH. The bike has an active A.I system, that aids in keeping the Bike on the road at its top speed. The A.I system also has a An Active Protection Policy that keeps a small invisible forcefield around the bike when it's in motion. It does not disturb whatever it touches unless the A.I deeps it a threat to the driver. It also syncs to a special helmet that has a Heads up Display projected on the visor of the helmet. The bike requires a hand imprint cybernetic that acts as a biometric key. Meaning the bike cant be turned on or activated unless Tsuki remains in close proximity. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities: -Redacted- Weaknesses/Flaws: -Redacted- Y.S.G Ability(ies): Base Ability: Object Displacement Within an invisible sphere of fifteen meters around Tsukiyama, she can teleport any object (living or Inanimate) that enters within the sphere of influence, anywhere within fives miles around her, either vertically or horizontally. There are some requirements for Tsuki to be able to use it on living objects. The most important requirement, is eye contact, not having to be longer than 3 seconds in total of uninterrupted eye contact is necessary for complete displacement. Otherwise she will either teleport a portion of the object, or be unable to control the direction and/or destination of the displacement. She also must stand still prior to attempting precise displacement, otherwise it can result in horrible disasters or accidents. She also is able to teleport herself freely within the sphere of influence, it appearing as though she's suddenly popping from place to place if you were to watch her use the ability on herself. Being a natural born Y.S.G, her power at birth were already pretty strong, accidentally teleporting her father into the sky above the hospital when he held her for the first time. She also happened to be a Y.S.G Holder, whose power had the ability to awaken twice. First Awakening: Object Acceleration/Deceleration Following in the same distance of Object Displacement, Tsukiyama is able to speed up or slow down living and nonliving objects within the sphere of influence. All the same requirements apply, this awakened portion of her ability requires even greater focus in order to use it precisely. She simply must think about the speed or lack of speed she wants in the object and she can enforce the change in speed immediately or gradually. She must maintain absolute focus if she wants to specifically use the ability on an enemy and not an ally also within the invisible sphere as an example. Meaning she is heavily vulnerable when attempting to use this portion of her ability precisely around her allies. From the perspective of a living object being subjected to this ability, they would totally be unaware of the changes at first, only simply feeling something was incredibly off. Quickly however, Living objects that were sped up would feel as if they were teleported, and the space around them seem to be moving in slow motion. Where as if they were slowed, they would feel as though they were slowly treading in wet cement, unable to control their forward momentum or actions. Time would appear to pass them at a terrifying speed, with no way to react properly. She also can apply these properties to herself if she chooses too. Second Awakening: Liminal Purgatory -Redacted- Soul Binder/Weapon(s): Kusarigama - A chained sickle-esque weapon with a spiked weight at the end. Tsuki soul binder is a perfect match for her, capable of close combat and mid ranged attacks. The weight on the end is said to be well over four hundred pounds, capable of destroying walls and the ground by a simple swing. If anyone were to pick up her soul binder or attempt to use it, they would quickly discover the weight of the weapon was outstanding, despite Tsuki wielding it as if it were no light than a feather. It's summoning and desummon effects consist of a mist that covers her abilities sphere of influence and lingers for ten minutes. Covered in battle scars and being solid black, Tsuki's Kusaigama has only been shown to a handful of people that are still living. Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories: She does have a small implant that allows her to use Kurotori's private netspace on the go and contact her gang members. She also has a custom hand imprint on the inside of her right hand, it white, gold and black to match her motorcycle. It serves several different purposes, its primary function being a biometric key to her home and bike, as well as her office at the Kurotori's homebase. It secondary functions include, a virtual wallet, the cybernetic itself is bullet proof and can be used as a shield against bladed weapons and a flash light. E X T R A Anything else? - Theme Song - She has a slight addiction to Yokai Tabacco, a sort of Y.G Weed variant that aids in eliminating the slight pain in her hand she feels from her cybernetic implant. She will often be seen smoking or rolling her own cigarettes. - She has an extensive knowledge of the inner-workings of Neo-Tokyo and decent knowledge on the other Mega-Cities having been a Jaeger for so many years. She has a wealth of knowledge on how the J.F functions as well, that has helped the Gang avoid the lime light for the most part. - Because of her life before coming to Sakanoshita, she has a seemingly unlimited number of connections and contacts that she's made with her work in the J.F Special Forces. | H i s t o r y - Redacted- Tsukiyama would leave the Jaeger Program and the J.F as a whole at the age of 45. After the incident of - redacted - she would be dishonorably discharged from the J.F Special Forces Jaeger Branch. Now having the opportunity to be herself and make her own choices after giving her all and serving without once stopping to question her orders, she wanted to change the status-quo that was the J.Fs control over Yokai'kuma. Understanding that this was no small task and would have to take time to accomplish successfully, she decided to start her plans in the heart of Sakanoshita. Opening up a illegal car modifications shop, named Fujino Motorworx in the heart of the district. Tsuki would spend ten years building the shops reputation as a reliable shop that did good and honest business despite being in one of the more seedier parts of Neo-Tokyo. Because Tsukiyama had an untapped wealth of savings from working in such a high position in the J.F Military, the stock she was able to acquire was nearly unlimited, especially as the shop began obtaining high society clientele commissions. All the while, Tsuki herself would become a bit of local celebrity, known as a kind and gentle business owner in the dangerous and treacherous Downtown Sakanoshita. Her shop that started as as only a vehicle mod shop, would eventually add a club within its walls. This bar would begin to be called the Kurotori, a safe space within Sakanoshita where those who felt like they didn't belong in any of the groups in Sakanoshita. Tsuki was the bartender, seemed to welcome must anyone that would behave. There was also many rumors of the few occasions someone had decided to wrong such a nice lady. In turn, a swift and almost blindingly fast end would almost always come their way. There also was a very old rumor that not anyone dare mention in her establishments, that she was once the Head Jaeger and Training Director for the J.F. Some unfortunate souls learned this the hard way very early on into Tsukiyama's arrival in Sakanoshita. Now ten years later, Fujino Motorworx has a steady line of regular customers, who only trust the shop to touch their car. The Kurotori is typically always packed with drifters and characters of all types but there is one thing they all have in common. They seek a place to get away from outside world that was Neo-Tokyo. In the bar, there was always laughter and excitement, and while Tsukiyama wasn't the main bartender always, the occasions she would, it would always mean free drinks for the night. Only within the last year has she started the second phase of her operation against the J.F, recruiting the people she trusted most to join in her gang, a front that she was going to use to disturb the general ecosystems of each district and respect big gangs. Of course she always wanted the people she recruited to be able to live the lives that seemed so unobtainable from the perspective of someone on the streets in Sakanoshita. She was unsure of if this was the correct move, but after 10 years of embedding herself back into Neo-Tokyo's underbelly, she felt her plan would work sufficiently, or rather she hoped. |
 C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name: Michiko "Mich" Orinatsu Nicknames/Aliases: Digital Wraith | Ghost In the Machine Birth City/District: Heita District, Neo-Tokyo Age: 25 Years Old Height: 5'4 ft (1.62 m) Racial Background: Russian|Japanese Race: Zero Percenter Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Gray Appearance: Coming in at a whooping 5'4, Michiko is often much smaller then those around her. That however doesn't mean she goes unnoticed in a room, her full chrome cybernetic body meant she was always gawked at for one reason or another. She opted to have her body copied in the proportion's of her flesh body from before she went through with the procedure, being most comfortable with the kickboxer physique her dead father had sculpted into her very soul. Though Michiko would never admit it, the various spikes going up her arm and down her back in two rows was a cosmetic choice. The chrome going up to the top of her neck and stopping at her chin and jaw, her pale skin was the only thing tying her back to her humanity visually. Various ports and inserts found their way around her body, meant for various jobs and tasks she had built the body for. She tends to wear custom clothes tailor made to fit around her body and only occasionally goes without clothes, donning her full chrome body in all her pride. Needless to say, her body exist to interface with the AkumaNet, and the various technologies around Neo-Tokyo. Give her long enough, and she should be able to break her way into anything, Physical or otherwise. Personality: The way Michiko carries herself fits her nickname almost perfectly. From her personality to her voice, eyes and height, it all fits comically well in a way. If she were a part of an anime, she would most definitely be a part of the Kuudere category. Mich is...cold when around people she doesn't know. She doesn't mean to be cold or anything like that, it's just her lack of an ability to relate to others. She tends to honestly act like an emotionless robot most of the time. When in the presence of large groups of people, she is especially quiet and keeps to herself unless spoken to, it's just been one of things that she developed from living in Heita all her life. If she happens to smile at you with in a couple months of meeting you, that means she has taken quite the liking as she doesn't show happiness often, if at all. When around strangers and friends it gets a bit awkward, because one moment she is nice and talkative, well for her at least, and the next moment, she could be quiet and to the point. Talking to friends she is slightly more expressive and emotional. She even will attempt some small talk and joking around, her flat tone adding to the delivery. While an outsider might see her as hard to approach, the Kurotori would tell them she's probably the easiest to talk to, behind Tsukiyama. She has this sort of thing she does where she'll just be quiet and the next moment she'll start talking out of the blue to her friends, she even does it in the middle of important things. An example being, they could be mid crisis and in the middle of an intense battle, she'll just suddenly blurt out "I'm...really hungry, do you think we could get food after this?". She sometimes has a passé attitude towards danger and battles, which absolutely can get her into trouble. There is another part of Michiko that that is widely unknown outside of the Gang and previous opponents, but she is quite the ruthless fighter, on account of her emotionless personality and her experiences in Heita, she has a habit of not backing down when she knows she has a chance. She doesn't really think anyone can be particularly scary. This tends to be the most reckless part of her, as she'll never back down from a fight and more likely then not, heavily hurt herself in fights that require her to fully fight. She has one of the strongest resolves and if you find yourself at the end of her various weapons, pray she takes it easy on you or one of the Kurotori are there to stop her. Her parents taught her how to fight, and once they passed away, she had to protect herself and her brother. As a result, she is extremely protective of those she loves and considers them her own, the gang being an example. Aspirations:
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Vehicle: Mitsubishi Horizon ZR6 One of the first things Tsukiyama had given to her was a matching bike to the womans own. However that were slight modifications made to better fit the tiny girl and make it more comfortable for her. Hers has a light purple base paint with dark purple and black trim, as well as the Kurotori symbol of the black swan as a decal on the right side of the bike. The bike is a hyrbid, capable of riding on the road, or switching seamlessly into its hovercraft mode. It is naturally faster on the road than on the hoverzones, as it is a retro build, capable of reaching speeds up to 250MPH. The bike has an active A.I system, that aids in keeping the Bike on the road at its top speed. The A.I system also has a An Active Protection Policy that keeps a small invisible forcefield around the bike when it's in motion. It does not disturb whatever it touches unless the A.I deeps it a threat to the driver. It also syncs to a special helmet that has a Heads up Display projected on the visor of the helmet. The bike requires a hand imprint cybernetic that acts as a biometric key. Meaning the bike cant be turned on or activated unless Tsuki remains in close proximity. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities:
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Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories: SpecWrx TM-4512 Custom Chrome Body (As Seen in Reference Picture) - Beyond the offensive capabilities and durability of the body due to the material it's made out of, she has a host of cybernetic life systems, all her organs replaced with BioMed AH Systems, synthetic organs meant to sustain and recreate the necessary functions for her still semi-human heart and brain. All of this powered and tied together by a fuel lodge located opposite of the place her heart lies. Her heart has been partially modified to pump more oxygen to her brain for easier processing speeds, it also allows her to carry the whooping 300 lbs of weight the body requires to carry all the hardware and still move efficient and fluidly. Her skeletal frame was also replaced and reinforced to both carry the weight and give her full range over her joints and limbs. Her brain being the most interesting required upgrade, has been modified with what amounts to a couple of computers replacing portions of her brain. It's given her access to parallel thought computing and a host of other things needed to go to toe with the worst of Neo-Tokyo's AkumaSystems and People.
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 ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name Ren Fujino Nicknames/Aliases Ren to his friends, Gojinka to strangers, occasionally “foolish boy” to Tsuki, and “Nightmare of the Kurotori” to those on the receiving end of his fury Birth City/District: New-Paris Age: 22 Height 5’10 or 1.77 m Racial Background: Irish/Japanese Race: Y.S.G Natural Born Hair Color: Red Eye Color: Yellow Appearance: Ren inherited his mother’s bright red hair, one of the only things that ties him to his human origins. Most of his body is covered in charcoal colored fur, his legs ending in cloven hooves and his hands tapering into sharp, black claws. What little exposed skin one can see is a silvery-grey in color, contrasting against his yellow, predatory eyes. Wings of mottled brown and red feathers stretch out from his back above a cobalt blue tail covered in snakeskin. Its eyes track those surrounding it with a baleful intelligence, occasionally letting out a low hiss or widening its maw just enough to reveal a hint of fang. Within his own mouth, a forked tongue hides behind a row of sharp teeth. Curling horns of black obsidian crown Ren’s monstrous form. Mutation Marker(s):
Personality: Complicated is a good word to start with. Ren lives his life fast and recklessly when his time is his own, whether that’s soaring above the streets by wing or hoverboard or racing through them atop his motorcycle. When Ren needs to blow off steam, he sheds the trappings of his humanity and gives into the base, animalistic urge kerneled at the center of his brain to just… Go! He laughs easily, loves to have fun, and enjoys a wide variety of interests beyond the kinetic. History and yokai science are of particular fascination to him. At the same time, he has a cold streak and a bit of a chip on his shoulder from the circumstances of his upbringing. As much as he loves Tsuki and is fiercely loyal to the gang, he can’t stand the sense that he’s being stifled, and wants desperately to return to his childhood, one that was free of the trappings of human society with all of its rules and judgments. He knows such a thing would be impossibly foolish, so the reckless ideal persists only as a dream to escape within. In combat, he will usually focus on resolving the conflict as swiftly as possible regardless of the brutality involved, though there are some days that something resentful sinks into his stomach and stays there until it worms its way out. As such, Ren has been accused of “playing with his food” on more than one occasion, toying cruelly with combatants that never had a hope of defeating him in the first place. Ren is contradictorily both prideful of himself yet not usually one to put down the abilities of others. So while his arrogance can at times propel him into dangerous situations, he still has full ability to appreciate and admire the successes of others. Aspirations:
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Vehicle: Mitsubishi Horizon ZR6 Some of Ren’s favorite memories growing up were speeding along the streets of Neo-Tokyo clinging to Tsuki’s back as she raced forward with her ZR6. It was unsurprising but extremely exciting for Ren that he was gifted with the same bike when he was old enough to ride on his own. Ren’s is deep red with blue highlights, and has all the same functionalities as his mother’s, except for a handful of modifications Tsuki did herself to make the vehicle more comfortable to use in Ren’s form. P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities:
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Y.S.G Ability(ies): Basic Ability: Flame of the Dragons Ren has command over a source of mystical fire, able to breathe it from his lungs in a wide cone or summon it to his hands to throw bursts of it at his enemies from afar. This flame can also augment physical attacks or otherwise be manipulated into various shapes and forms by Ren. Consequently standard fire cannot harm him and he has a certain degree of resilience to energy based weapons. First Awakening: Draconic Command Like the legendary dragons of old, there is a kind of regal savagery in the way Ren carries himself. This innate quality can be amplified into a powerful command that only the strongest YG holders could resist, even certain yokai will fall under Ren’s sway. The effect is weaker the more individuals Ren tries to command at once, while able to reach maximum potency when focused on a single individual. Powerful yokai, YSG holders, and extremely exceptional zero percenters have a higher ability to combat the enchantment. Naturally this power is most effective on those that have reason to fear or respect Ren. This power has fairly diminishing returns if used many times over a single day. Additionally, failing to command a powerful individual causes Ren to experience psychic blowback that can range from temporarily stunning to physically harming him. The final downside is that the more adverse an individual is to following a given command, the more resilient they become to the effect in the future. Second Awakening: Serpentine Awakening In desperate times, the ever faithful and ever cunning Little Orochi may fuse its essence with Ren’s own, initiating a powerful transformation that begins to scratch the surface of the monstrous godhood that Ren could be capable of if he ever let go of his humanity entirely. His flames burn hotter, his commands bend wills with greater ease, and his resilience to harm vastly increases. The fusion of Ren and Orochi moves swifter, strikes harder, and sees further. Indeed, while in this form Ren seems to hold an awareness of events outside his ken, able to predict the movements of his opponents in combat and otherwise receive limited visions of the future, whether they help him in the moment or not. This ability is potent, but limited. While an unknown factor, repeated transformations bear the risk of complete yokaification for Ren, or otherwise death, as the few times he has undergone this transformation, he always emerges from it extremely exhausted and pained  Soul Binder: Naginata - The naginata suits Ren perfectly as a weapon. A powerful polearm capable of doling out deadly cuts at medium range. Its blade is so sharp it has yet to find a substance it couldn’t cut through when given sufficient effort. Ren doesn’t often wield his soul binder weapon, but when he does, his fighting style takes on a more disciplined, focused attitude reflective of the fact that all his expertise with the naginata is entirely thanks to Tsuki’s training. E X T R A Anything else? | H i s t o r y His Name Was Supposed To Be Lucien The light rail filled the interior cabin with a soft hum as it traveled smoothly through the air. Charlotte Alarie cradled the babe in her arms with a furrowed brow, trying once again to remove the pacifier from its mouth so that she could place the tip of the bottle into her baby’s mouth. Its teeth were already grown in, and far too sharp, to feed any other way. Just like last time, as her hand inched closer, a flash of blue darted from within the bundle and nipped at her hand. She managed to jerk back just in time. Was it venomous? She didn’t even have a clue. How large were the horns on its head going to get? Flinching, she scolded herself internally. She didn’t mean to call him an it. It was just- he wasn’t human. Even with this yokai gene thing… he looked more like a Nue or something out of French myth than an actual human baby. That’s why she had to take him to see his father and demand that he do something about this, whether he was prepared to take responsibility as a parent or not. Hence the trip from New-Paris to Neo-Tokyo. She frowned down at the azure snake that glowered at her. “You’re part of my child. That means I’m doing all this for you as well,” She scolded in a firm tone. “So behave.” To her surprise, the snake actually retreated back into the swaddle as she pulled the pacifier free, quickly replacing it with the bottle of milk. For a brief, fleeting moment, her baby’s reptilian eyes flickered open and met with her own. Something in her heart twinged as she let out a soft gasp. Golden light from the setting sun filtered through the windows and cast the pair in a heavenly aura. She understood, then. Her baby was beautiful. “Your name, I think it will be-” As she spoke, only five minutes out from reaching Neo-Tokyo, a monster that Charlotte never had the chance to see collided with the light rail and sent it careening to the ground below, and all passengers but one to their deaths. The monstrous baby would have sobbed, if not for the scolding hiss given by his serpentine companion. Somewhere deep inside its mind, the Little Orochi knew that only silence would allow them to survive through the night. The Brokenlands Book The Chimera Boy grew up with only the wisps of memory of the life that was ripped from him. The world was big, scary, and fantastical. There was too much to run from and too much to run towards to worry about things like why and how. What wonders and horrors he and the Little Orochi beheld in their time within the Brokenlands. Yokai the size of elephants but twice as docile. Creatures that bartered in strange languages and traded faces as freely as others might exchange pleasantries. Dark, lurking horrors in the depths of crystalline caves, and dragons soaring across the sky with scales glittering in all the hues of the rainbow. The noble Kotobuki that would guide the Chimera Boy across dangerous expanses, and the hateful Nue that hunted him through its territory while speaking in the tongue of humans. He and the Little Orochi made many friends, and made many enemies too. Wailing women and tearful trolls and wide mouthed cats and more filtered in and out of the Chimera Boy’s life. Yet, all was ephemeral. He forged east for months and years in a crooked, uneven path, guided as much by his own sourceless instincts as the insistent hissing of his brother snake. The Walls of Neo-Tokyo When at the age of five, although he didn’t know it, the Chimera Boy at least reached the thing that he sought. He crept closer to Neo-Tokyo’s border in time to be caught up in a confluence of chaos. There were people in strange clothing wielding glowing weapons and a tall, horned yokai leading a host of creatures, many of which resembled species that the Chimera Boy had seen before in his travels. He wanted to get closer and ask what was going on but as he did so everything erupted. Explosions, screams, sprays of blood and clouds of dirt decorated what was now a battlefield. Loud bangs echoed around him. Smoke filled the air as the strangers and the yokai charged against each other with battle cries of hatred. He stumbled blindly through this chaos until he collapsed and realized faintly that he was bleeding. Through flickering consciousness he remembered a pair of wings, silver hair that seemed to shine despite the smoke and darkness all around, and a solitary blue eye drawing nearer and nearer. Mama Tsuki That day during the chaos of a Rank 4 Outbreak, Tsukiyama Fujino became something she never bargained for. A mother. Raising the boy, whom she named Ren, was not particularly easy. To say nothing of having to teach him both English and Japanese (curiously, he was found speaking a kind of broken, self-made language that combined elements of French, Japanese, and other dialects she had never even heard of), the entire adoption was illegal to begin with. At this stage in her life she did not have the wealth nor prestige to push this adoption through the proper channels. So she didn’t. There were other challenges. The apparently sapient snake head growing from his tail seemed to hate her, he refused to wear any form of clothing except when explicitly necessary (a debate that Ren has long since won), and if anyone else wanted to try raising a feral, flying child, she did not recommend it. Somehow, the two (or three, if you count the tail) of them muddled through it, and in time their communication improved as Ren’s grasp of language and the world around him was strengthened. He was always going to be reckless, but at least he wasn’t demanding that “Little Orochi” be given language lessons too anymore. Besides, something about the way that snake looked at her made her think it understood her just fine. Loyalty As Ren aged, he expressed a desire to become a Jaeger, a desire that Tsuki would shut down at every turn. It became a running point of contention between them, one that only worsened when Tsuki would quit the entire program and refused to give Ren any explanation as to why. All he wanted was to be around more people like him, and to understand yokai better. Some days he felt more isolated in a city of billions than he did alone in the wilderness of the Brokenlands. It’s not something the two of them would ever get over. Time heals wounds, but it leaves behind scars too. Tsuki was his mother, and he was loyal to her. So if her leaving the Jaegers was the death knell of his aspiration, her forming the Kurotori was the final nail on that coffin. Of course he was going to stick by her side. She educated him, raised him, loved and trained him. He was the natural choice to be her lieutenant, anyways. A good thing too, as its doubtful that Ren’s pride would have allowed for any other outcome. The Nightmare of the Kurotori Ren quickly proved himself to be a dedicated lieutenant and a savage opponent. Sometimes, too savage for Tsuki’s preference. He has received many scoldings for the speed with which he resorts to brutality when faced with a problem, and in a handful of instances has been teleported away by Tsuki for going too far entirely. When that happens, there are times where she doesn’t see him for days at a time after. Whether he’s roosting in random rooftops or slumming it at some motel, those are the times that Ren needs to listen to Little Orochi’s hissing insistence and get away from it all. And this leads the story into the present. Ren is as reckless and fearsome as ever, but he cares about the gang and he gets things done. As far as he’s concerned, everything will somehow work itself out. Little Orochi knows better. |
 NOTE: She still has her tail and ears, just like this image for her general appearance. It is extremely rare, at least to current date, for anyone to have seen her like this. She is almost ALWAYS wearing full armor, and this includes covering her face. Most people don't even know what color her eyes or skin are. The strange thing is, in the rare cases people have seen her out of her armor, it was typically when she was training, and despite how rare it is to see her like that, she didn't seem to actually care. Perhaps seeing her face is so rare for no reason other than that she is always ready for a fight.  ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N (Note, this character has a slight Gimmick. I want everyone to be aware that when she speaks normally, or at least, what counts as normal for her, dialogue will be in pinkish red However, when dialogue is in a purple. Ren is the only character who can understand her. I will make changes to the colors if necessary, if the difference isn't noticeable enough, or is hard to read for anyone. Name Akane Nicknames/Aliases Raijin Shogun Birth City/District: Technically Speaking, The Heita District Age: Unknown, physically she appears to be 'older', but not 'that' old. Not a wrinkle on her body, but she looks anything but young. The only way to describe her is that she looks mature. However, even if directly asked, questioning her age will be entirely ignored. Nobody, not even Tsuki and Ren, know her age. Everyone can only guess, and they're usually all wrong. Height The tips of her ears reach right up around 7Ft. or so. Racial Background: Appears Pure blood Japanese Race: Shogun Hair Color: White Eye Color: Red Appearance: She is almost always seen in full-body armor of some technologically advanced description. It is black with red lights that can be turned on or off at will. It is incredibly rare to see her without her armor, let alone for her to show her face to people, at least that has been the case in the past. Outside the armor, she has a very mature look to her, with long straight white hair, pale skin, and an expression that rarely shows emotion. Mutation Marker(s): Atop her head, she has two very large fox ears with white fur that matches her hair in color. Due to this mutation, her human ears are gone entirely. Behind her is a long fluffy white tail. For a single tail, it's incredibly thick... thicker than her own waist even. Touch it at your peril. Her fingers are tipped with extremely strong (As in they won't snap off), long, sharp claws. This is naturally a far less noticeable mutation, and most don't realize she has this third mutation at all. Her mouth can open wider than your typical human, and her teeth are all much longer and sharper than human's teeth tend to be. You wouldn't be incorrect in saying she has fangs instead of teeth, and that goes for every one she has. Much like her claws, this is a mutation that is harder to notice, and most people could be forgiven for thinking she only has two mutations. Especially since, as stated, she almost always has her face covered. Personality: She is outwardly calm, quiet, and does not speak much. When she does speak, it's hard to understand her, like she's simultaneously speaking your language, and not. You get the gist of what she's saying, but most people can't keep from stopping and questioning to themselves 'What did she just say?'. Most people chock this up to, for some reason, her not being fluent in their language, despite seeming like she was born in the city. While most people will not see or know this, internally, she is often a raging ball of hatred that is absolutely irate at the world, but she does a very good job of hiding it. Appearances are very, very important to her, and that goes for how those who associate themselves with her act. She tends to not tolerate childish behavior in her presence. (But at the word of those in charge, will let it slide... that way she's not just a big 'no fun allowed' character when she's around, she'll just be annoyed.) However... for some reason, she doesn't understand some of the simplest things. She reacts to things in surprising ways, that often cause people to think she's, well... an idiot... You know in Zoolander, the "The files are IN the computer!" scene? That's her... Sometimes, when angered, she forgets to speak a language others can understand, so it's not uncommon for people to get yelled at, and have absolutely no idea what she is saying. Aspirations: Freedom, to go home, to live as she once did, not shackled by the cruelty of this city, and to run free as she once did... Oh, and to MURDER EVERY SINGLE MEMBER OF THE YOKAI COUNCIL. Fears: She doesn't seem to have any, and that may be one of her major faults. She is reckless and over confident in every situation. People need fear to stay alive, and she seems to lack it entirely. Vehicle: Any vehicle she has was likely borrowed to her by someone else. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities: Strength of a God: Someone with a title like Raijin, the Thunder God, you would expect them to be immensely physically strong. While she is not a literal God, she is still extremely powerful even by Y.S.G. Standards. There are certainly, without a doubt others out there who are more physically strong than she is. But she can typically block most direct attacks with ease, and overpower her opponents with an unexpected show of strength. Lightning Speed: Her speed does not come in the form of actual movement speed, outside of her awakened ability. Instead, it is her mind, and reactionary ability that is lightning fast. She can process the movements of her opponent in real time as they happen, as if she were experiencing everything in slow motion. Against most foes, this means she can know exactly what way to dodge, exactly where each and every attack is coming from, and never be fooled by feints. This ability allows her to not only pierce her opponent's defenses with extreme precision, being able to see every single mistake they make, as they make it, but also be able to react near instantaneously to attacks. While this sounds, and is incredibly powerful, the flaw here is that she can typically only focus on one opponent at a time. If she is attacked from more than one angle, she has to push her body to its limits to be able to react to everything at once, and this is not only extremely exhausting, but physically hurts her to do. She can dodge bullets, or even parry them with her sword. But her defense is not inexhaustible, which is why she tends to attempt to end battles quickly, before she reaches her limit. Weaknesses/Flaws: Extreme Overconfidence: She doesn't seem to know her own limits. Or, more accurately, she seems to believe she doesn't have any. No matter the odds, she seems to think any foe beneath her. In some cases, she is right, and she will not hesitate to display the difference in power between her and a lesser foe. The problem is, she still has this same exact attitude even when she and her foe are evenly matched, or when she is facing overwhelming odds. Language Barrier: Another issue is that she is very hard for most people to communicate with. Only Ren can communicate with her easily, but even he has the issue that he has to be careful about how he words things as she will take them very literally. For example, if he, or anyone, were to tell her 'The files are in the computer', her understanding would be 'These 'file things' which are apparently important for 'some reason' are PHYSICALLY inside of that metal/plastic box'. Battery Life Expectency: While she is incredibly powerful even for what she is, she cannot prolong a fight, and must end them quickly. Her power is limited, and everything she does drains that power. If a fight lasts too long, and she runs out of power, she will need to buy herself time to recharge. Think of her like a rechargeable battery. She has a limited charge and must regenerate energy to use more. For this reason, she tries to end every fight quickly, and decisively. She struggles against hardy opponents who can stay on the defensive against her attacks, and must typically resort to fully awakening her ability to defeat them, and if she has to go any further, she may knock herself out of a fight entirely just to win. Y.S.G Ability(ies): Basic Ability - Raijin: Akane is the living embodiment of thunder, wielding lightning in every way imaginable. She can create, and direct lightning at will. She could call down a bolt of lightning to strike at a location. She could expel lightning from her body striking everything around her. She is fully in control of lightning's every motion. She is also capable of channeling her lightning through weapons. However, this ability has a limit. By default, when not actively engaged in combat, she is fully charged at all times. But the amount of lightning she can hold within her body is limited, and every use of it expels energy that must be regenerated over time. Note: Her energy recharges much, much faster when she is outdoors during a thunderstorm, and can even regenerate her energy nearly as fast as she expels it. First Awakening - Ride the Lightning: Expending a large amount of energy, she can quite literally 'ride the lightning', as if becoming one with it, she will appear at a location that is within her initial view nearly instantaneously, accompanied by a strike of lightning around her. This ability can be used to travel great distances, or to flank enemies in an instant. The drawback here is that doing this expels a full half of her power, leaving her unable to followup with her most powerful strike. Second Awakening - Raijin no Tenshin: This ability not only requires the full potential power that she can store within her body just to use it, but can only be unleashed through her Soul Binder. She raises her sword, and the very skies above swirl with thunder clouds. After a long moment of channeling her power, she dashes, and slashes through her opponent. Striking them with her blade during this dask leaves a mark on them, which summons the full lightning strike of the storm above. The entirety of her power is channeled through this storm, directly into her opponent, but also leaving her completely drained of energy. She can only mark a single target. Soul Binder/Weapon(s): Raishinken: The blade glows red, with black Yokai runes etched across its surface. It is doubtful many can read the inscription. The rest of the blade is black, as if forged from obsidian. Despite its color, its surface shimmers with a million tiny sparks of electricity, and is capable of channeling her full power, when any other blade would melt from the amount of energy passing through it. By all accounts, the blade seems to be of Yokai origin. With a snap of her finger, a strike of lightning from the heavens delivers the blade to her, embedded in the ground, ready for her to pull and wield. The very act of the blade being summoned like this can have deadly consequences for anyone too close, and especially anyone directly where it impacts. Alternatively, should she be indoors, or otherwise unable to call the blade from the sky, she throws her hand out to her side, and the blade appears in an instant with a blast of arcing electricity.  Combat Gear: Few battles warrant her full power, and the Raijin no Tenshin is not a weapon she summons lightly. Instead, she most typically has a large metal sheath on her hip that charges a vibro-katana. It has built in magnetic rails to unsheathe the katana at high velocity, allowing for extremely fast strikes straight from the sheath. This is her go-to weapon for standard combat, as while she is all too happy to display a difference in power between herself and her opponent... what better way than to defeat them with a standard issue, albeit military grade weapon?  Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories: Implants of unknown origin are embedded into her body in key locations. The back of her neck, partway down her spine, one on each shoulder, and one on each hip. Nobody who has seen them seems to know their purpose. But then again, very, very few have seen them. The only one that would ever be seen, is the one on the back of her neck. But even then, due to her rarely being seen out of her armor, that too is rare. E X T R A Anything else? Themes: Armored Raijin Casual Akane A Folktale: The Fox and the Shogun Raijin no Tenshin | H i s t o r y It was Ren who guided Tsukiyama that rainy night, into what no doubt felt like Hell on Earth. Half of the Heita District had been quarantined off, and word was the J.F. weren't just being mobilized en masse, but they were gathering outside the District and intended to push in as one massive force. Nobody can speak for Tsukiyama, but she must have had every doubt possible about what they were doing, and it no doubt took an incredible amount of faith to follow Ren into that place. And when they arrived, they saw her. Standing amidst the carnage, what looked like the sight of a cataclysm, with fires raging, the very ground shattered into rubble, was a single person. With sword in hand, lightning arched off their body, striking the buildings, the burning wrecks of vehicles, causing sparks to break off all over. She looked exhausted, as she stood in the rain, panting, leaning back to look a the sky. One can only imagine why she never struck out again, when she was approached by Ren. Why she chose to follow them, and escape the District before the J.F. arrived... and stranger yet, one can only imagine why such devastation has never been wrought by her again. Those who know her would fully doubt she was even capable of it. Powerful, sure... but the level of destruction seen that day, years later, they were still repairing the slums, at least as much as they had to. What happened in the years that followed that day are a mystery, only known to Tsukiyama and Ren. Nobody knows why she stuck around, or why she listens to what Tsukiyama says. None could do anything but guess at why she now stands with them as they set out to change the world. But one might just imagine, that though she may never admit it openly, she believes in what Tsukiyama is doing, and despite not having the connection with her that Ren does, she will stand with her, and fight for the dream that she has. Perhaps, in doing so, her own dream may someday come true. |
 ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name: Jackie Shkaev Nicknames/Aliases: Frost | That big fucking bitch Birth City/District: Moscow-0 Age: 28 Height: 8'2" (2.5m) Racial Background: Russian/Siberian Race: Y.S.G. Awakened Hair Color: Platinum Blonde Eye Color: Green Appearance: Large and imposing, Frost is hard not to notice. Standing in just over 8 feet in height, and weighing somewhere around the ballpark of 490 lbs, Frost is built like a brick shit house of pure brawn and bone. Despite her stature, Frost actually has a notably soft step and a surprising amount of deft given her size. Her pale skin is hardened like leather, and her platinum blonde hair is usually kept short and out of the way, and a crown of short horns circle the edge of her skull. Her body is littered with almost a mosiac of scars, often interrupting the considerable amount of tattoo work done on her skin. Both arms are covered from wrist to shoulder in tattoos with motifs of mythological creatures of old, and a large Jaeger Team tattoo on her back has a notable gouge cut across. Mutation Marker(s): Most notable among Frost's mutations is her prodigious size, along with its accompanying increase in bone and muscle density. Keritanous growths also cover her body, most notably around her head and fingertips, forming a crown of bones and claw like finger'nails', though the growths on the rest of her body are often routinely ground down to allow her to wear clothes without tearing them. The last of her mutations are more 'common' among the populace, being pointed ears and tusks on her lower jaw. Personality: In a word, frosty. Frost is a prickly, cold, foul mannered bitch, and couldn't give a damn about the opinions of strangers. Pessimistic and realistic, Frost is well aware that this is a dog-eat-dog world, and when given the choice, Frost eats, every time. Frost is blunt as a boulder and tells things exactly how she sees them, and her bedside manner is notably lacking. Still, she is not without morals, and has lines even she won't cross. She keeps collateral damage to an acceptable amount and doesn't like to get 'innocents', particularly children involved in runs. Like a blizzard, Frost bounces between calm and fury as the situation dictates. Far from emotionless, Frost keeps her passions close to the chest, and outside of snarky or sarcastic quips during runs, keeps things like her explosive temper in check for when she is in a relatively safe place. Perhaps surprisingly, Frost works well as a part of a team, or at least with those she considers also team players. A dutiful enforcer, Frost, when not the designated lead, has no problem following orders, even if she may have a dissenting opinion. Unsurprisingly, Frost has a big problem with those that don't follow the lead, and generally dislikes those who act out on their own or blatantly disregard assigned directives. She values competence, and conversely despises incompetence. In fact, the only thing Frost detests more then incompetence is blatant arrogance, especially when it is layered on top of incompetence. Frost has a notable soft spot for the helpless-particularly orphans, and is extremely protective of anything she considers hers, from possessions up to and including her newfound adoptive family. When involved with people she is close to, Frost is notably warmer, though still somewhat grumpy and standoffish. Aspirations: Frost finds herself currently at a bit of a crossroads, unsure of exactly what she wants in life. A few years ago, Frost sought fame as one of the best YSG hunters in the Jaeger Program. Now? Frost finds questions like what she wants in life to be too big of a moral quandary to decide at the moment, and instead busies herself with whatever is at hand, focusing on next steps instead of the big picture. Fears: Frost seems a type of person without fear, at the very least she seems not to fear death. On the other hand...
Vehicle:  Frost's personal vehicle is a highly modified Kyoshi RS. Modified Suspension and handling, and an overcharged anti-grav system makes it a both a viable street and offroad vehicle, and its chassis has been replaced with armored plates to protect its occupants from both gunfire and the general hazards of the streets and weather. Armored shutters are mounted over the glass surfaces of the vehicles, using multispectrum cameras to allow the occupants to see while the shutters are lowered. Storage racks on top of the vehicle provide additional storage, and the back bench has been replaced with a single seat behind the shotgun, with the rest being converted into a secure armory. When in hover mode, the tires fold inward to grant more lower clearance. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities:
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Y.S.G Ability(ies): Oni Trance: Channeling her ki, Frost can enter a battle state known as an Oni Trance. While trancing, Frost's strength and speed increases dramatically, and her body gains a minor regenerative properties- not enough to offset major injuries, but enough that it lessens the effects of more minor wounds. The air around her grows cold- though not to the point of harm, and her vision focuses considerably. As a side effect, Frost has reported a sort of tunnel vision while trancing, and her capacity for higher logic erodes. Core instincts remain: how to operate weapons, intrinsic combat training and the ability to differentiate between friend and foe remain, but complex logic such as operating machinery and vehicles, deduction, the ability to do complex calculations and problem solving abilities go out the window. Soul Binder/Weapon(s): Soulbound Kanabo - As efficient as it is inelegant, the Kanabo is a simple weapon with a simple purpose: Hit thing with big stick. Stick heavy. Spikes on stick. Frost's soul binder weapon takes the form of a 10 foot long stick, the first two feet is a shaft of wood, wrapped in leather, the remaining length of the weapon is encased in a octagonal block of metal, with spikes fitted on each face, about an inch apart. The weapon moves through the air with incredible heft, and can sunder steel, flesh and concrete alike. Despite its apparent weight, in Frost's hands, it appears rather nimble. When drawn, the weapon appears in a cloud of mist and ice. Guns and Gear A bit of a gun nut, and a veritable walking armory, the vast majority of Frost's income is spent on guns, and gun accessories, and she typically has something for any given situation. While physically incapable of carrying all the guns she owns at once, Frost regularly tailors her 'kits' for the expected threats on a given job or task.
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| H i s t o r y Born and subsequently orphaned on the streets of Moscow-0, there weren't a whole lot of prospects for a kid like her other than fight, rob and steal. So that's what she did. Jackie's earliest days were spent struggling for survival. Stealing food from stalls and stores, or mugging the people that caught her. As a YG, Jackie was strong for her size, but still a child, it was a miracle Jackie made it to adolescence without becoming a statistic. She spent most of her time in and out of Saint Daniel's Orphanage, never a particularly enthusiastic prospect for adoption. The orphans of Saint Daniel's often found themselves a sense of kindred spirits- manifesting itself as a gang of street kids. Around the age of 8, the Saint Daniel's was shut down, a combination of lack of staff, corporate landgrab attempts and a gang of kids breaking most of its infrastructure. Rather than leaving the kids out on the street, the J.F. decided that these kids and teens would make excellent test candidates for a new program, the Somoro Project, was meant to rapidly induce awakenings in YGs, targeting specific mutations and YSG abilities. The resulting training was harsh, brutal and the program itself was shut down after 8 years, with the reasoning that the program's high mortality rate outweighed the value of the resulting candidates. But, the program was technically a success. The J.F. were able to induce very specific mutations and powers within this small test sample of candidates. Those that survived were fast tracked to the J.F. Academy. Jackie, was one of the few that survived and were entered into the Academy to train. Jackie did well at the Academy, thriving under the structured lifestyle, her new mutations helping her keep up with the best of the best. Even compared to other candidates, Jackie was regularly regarded as one of the toughest, most resilient candidates in her class, and did well in tactical training as well as classroom learning. Jackie, and most of the survivors of the Somoro Project were quickly snapped up by the Jaeger Branch. Graduating near the top of her class, Jackie was quickly inducted into the ranks of the Jaeger Branch, and given the callsign 'Frost'. Undergoing yet more training upon joining the Jaeger Branch, Jackie was one of the last students of her mentor, Silver Tengu. Training was tough and ardous, culminating on the tragic, fateful day of the Class 5 Outbreak. Even though she was still in training, Frost and the four dozen members of her training class, now practically full fledged Jaegers, were quickly deployed to assist in managing the outbreak. The result was a devastating blow to the Jaeger Branch's training platoon. Of some 40 trainees, only Frost and a handful of others survived. As tragic as the events of that day were, life inevitably went on. The lives lost were soon forgotten or relegated to the statistics of history. Awarded a commendation for valor during the events of the Outbreak, Frost was quickly propelled up the ranks of the Jaeger Branch, earning a reputation as an effective tactician, and a ruthless executioner. Frost would end up spending most of the next decade as a part of one of the Jaeger Branch's elite Kill Teams, squads meant to hunt down and execute the most dangerous of YSGs in the Megacity sprawls. 8 years into her career as a Jaeger, Frost and her five person kill team were sent into the Sakanoshita Sprawl to hunt down an exceedingly dangerous YSG. Elusive and difficult to track, the Kill Team were finally able to corner her somewhere deep inside Sakanoshita. Upon getting eyes on the target, Frost was shocked to discover that the YSG she'd been sent to hunt down was none other than the Silver Tengu, her trainer and mentor. The following events are widely speculated, with the only official word being the confirmed deaths of an entire Jaeger Kill Team. A few years after the loss in Sakanoshita, rumors have began to swirl about a particularly large YSG working as an enforcer for a local gang. |
________________________________________________  C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name Kaito Fujimoto Nicknames/Aliases Mumeiki (無名機), meaning 'Nameless Machine' in Japanese. Birth City/District: Neo-Tokyo Age: 24 years since birth, 8 years since awakening from coma. Height 5'11 ft (1.8 m) Racial Background: Pure blood Japanese Race: Zero Percenters Hair Color: N/A Eye Color: N/A Appearance: Mumeiki is a ghost in the neon-lit streets of the underworld, a human silhouette stripped of identity and replaced with machine. His form is sleek and efficient, designed for both the shadows and the chaos of open combat. His body is entirely cybernetic, composed of advanced composite alloys and synthetic muscle fibers that mimic human movemen. The plating is smooth yet subtly segmented, allowing for seamless articulation. Traces of deep gunmetal and darkened silver highlight the contours of his form, giving him the appearance of a machine sculpted for lethality rather than bulk. He is built for agility, neither towering nor diminutive—his frame is compact but powerful, built to strike and vanish. His head is a featureless mask of reinforced metal, a smooth, expressionless visage that absorbs light rather than reflects it. There are no human features—no mouth, no nose—only a blank faceplate broken by a small, circular visor where his optics reside. The visor glows faintly, shifting between muted orange, purples, and blues, or white, depending on his system state. Sometimes, it flickers erratically, as if betraying the instability beneath his programmed obedience. Beneath his outer shell, artificial muscle fibers coil like living steel. His joints move with unnatural fluidity, making his motions eerily precise. His hands are dexterous, each finger capable of near-microscopic adjustments. His legs are reinforced for silent movement, with digitized actuators in his ankles that allow for impossible landings and split-second acceleration. Magnetic nodes within his feet grant him the ability to grip surfaces, scaling walls and clinging to ceilings like a specter. When moving, Mumeiki does not walk—he glides, steps too smooth, too controlled to be mistaken for anything human. His presence is cold and calculated, yet when he stands idle, there’s an unsettling stillness to him, as if he is waiting for an order, an activation, a purpose. His katana, his sole weapon of choice, is housed in a magnetic sheath along his back, seamlessly integrated into his frame. It is an extension of his body, drawn with a whisper of steel. Despite his inhuman appearance, there are faint traces of what he once was. His proportions remain eerily childlike in subtle ways—not in size, but in posture, in the occasional tilt of his head as if questioning the world. In moments of stillness, one might catch the way he shifts his weight, fidgeting in a way reminiscent of a child waiting for instruction. In the neon glow of the city, he is a shadow—nameless, faceless, and inescapable. Mutation Marker(s): None. Personality: Kaito Fujimoto, now known solely as Mumeiki, is a complex blend of advanced cybernetic efficiency and innocent human naivety. At 25 years old, his personality is shaped by a life of comatose existence followed with isolation and obedience.
Overall, Kaito Fujimoto’s personality is a blend of obedient loyalty, child-like curiosity, and a haunting sense of emotional detachment. These traits make him a formidable enforcer, bound by the company that shaped his very existence. Aspirations: Despite his mechanical precision, Kaito Fujimoto harbors simple yet profound desires shaped by his innocent and child-like mind.
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Vehicle: N/A, the company has provided all his long-range transport needs. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities:
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Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories: Weapon: Nano-Katana The Nano-Katana resembles a traditional, albeit sleek and modern katana. Its blade is honed to a nano-thin edge, making it extraordinarily sharp and capable of slicing through most materials with ease. Cybernetics:
E X T R A Anything else? - Theme song - Memory Glitch: Occasionally, Kaito experiences brief moments of memory lapse due to his neural interface. During these moments, he might pause mid-conversation or action, appearing lost in thought before snapping back to reality. These glitches are harmless but add a layer of vulnerability to his character. - Quiet Humming: Kaito has a habit of quietly humming a traditional Japanese lullaby when he's idle or deep in thought. Unbeknowst to him it's a song his Mother used to sing to him when he was in the coma. - Analyzing Gesture: When processing information or making decisions, Kaito has a habit of tapping his temple lightly with his cybernetic fingers. This gesture indicates that he's accessing his neural enhancements for deeper analysis. | H_i_s_t_o_r_y In the sprawling cityscape of Neo-Tokyo, within the humble Ishibashi district lived a couple whose love for each other was as enduring as their struggles. For years, they yearned for a child, but their attempts were met with heartache and disappointment. Yet, against all odds, their miracle finally arrived—Kaito. He was their beacon of hope, the embodiment of their dreams, and they cherished him with all their hearts. However, life dealt a cruel hand. Shortly after his birth, Kaito was diagnosed with a debilitating disease that would be fatal without extensive medical intervention. Undeterred, his parents poured every ounce of their resources, love, and hope into saving him. Doctors, treatments, and experimental procedures became their world. Kaito spent his life in a medical coma, a state of suspended animation where cutting-edge technology battled the relentless disease. As the years passed, Kaito's tiny body was gradually replaced with cybernetic parts. Each enhancement was a testament to his parents' unwavering dedication. But the cost was steep—financially and emotionally. The once-joyous household grew somber and strained as the weight of debt and despair bore down upon them. Despite their sacrifices, Kaito's parents succumbed to bankruptcy and died, never seeing their beloved son awaken. When Kaito finally emerged from his sixteen-year slumber, he found himself in a world alien. His parents were gone, their debts cleared by a corporation known as Ijōna Corp. Recognizing the potential in his cybernetic form, they claimed him as their own. They saw in Kaito not just a boy, but a tool—a weapon to be honed and wielded. Stripped of his name and identity, Kaito was reborn as Mumeiki, or "Nameless Machine." Under the cold, calculated oversight of his assigned handler, codename Kage, he underwent rigorous training. Day in and day out, Mumeiki mastered the arts of assassination, covert infiltration, and intelligence gathering. Kage ensured his obedience through psychological conditioning, molding him into the perfect shadow enforcer. Kept in isolation, Mumeiki's social skills remained stunted. The world outside the company’s walls was a mystery, one he was only allowed to glimpse during missions. Despite his child-like innocence, he became a figure of fear and efficiency—a ghost in the machine, executing orders with lethal precision. Yet, within the heart of the nameless enforcer, a spark of curiosity flickered. Fragmented memories of his past, the faint echo of a lullaby, and the warmth of parental love haunted his thoughts. Three months ago, Ijōna deployed Mumeiki on what should have been a routine data-scrubbing mission, eliminating traces of a supposed intelligence leak. However, the mission was a trap—set by Tsuki’s gang to confirm the existence of Ijōna’s rumored assassin. The fabricated data forced Mumeiki into an inescapable paradox: follow orders and risk destruction, or abandon Ijōna entirely. With no way back, he defected, and ever since that night, he has been with Tsuki’s gang. |
 ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name: Was officialy designated Shoshiku or First Trial during creation; Host's name is Mable Smith, though Shoshiku is unaware of this fact. Nicknames/Aliases: First Birth City/District: Neo-Tokyo, Heita District (Shoshiku) | Old Kinshasa (Mable) Age: 19 (Mable) | 18 Months (Shoshiku) Height: 151cm (Mable) | 14cm (Shoshiku) Racial Background: Chinese-Australian, born and raised in Old Kinshasa (Mable) Race: Zero-Percenter (Mable) | Tsukimono Program Prototype – Artificial Intelligence/Cerebrospinal-Implant (Shoshiku) Hair Colour: Teal; Mable's hair colour is the result of a cosmetic gene therapy she received shortly before moving to Neo-Tokyo, at the time of Shoshiku's implantation her hair was still largely brown. Eye Colour: Grey; Mable's cyber-eyes have inbuilt cosmetics and HUD functions, however, Shoshiku has turned both features off giving their eyes a lifeless grey appearance. Appearance: A body hanging limp and off-kilter, the muscles within exerting only what effort is needed to stay upright and move about. Seemingly dead eyes that seem to alternate between staring dead ahead at nothing and ceaselessly darting around to observe everything without pause. A face and voice seemingly devoid of any human emotion. Of any single word, creepy would probably be the one to describe Shoshiku's whole vibe, though uncanny and disturbing might be close contenders. While almost every aspect of Mable's physical appearance is relatively normal at a glance, something about the way Shoshiku carries her body, makes the whole thing seem fundamentally wrong to most observers – like watching an insect crammed into a human cadaver. Personality: Those who interact with Shoshiku are often struck by the impression that there is something deeply wrong about them, like watching a depiction of a human by an artist who didn't quite understand what a human was. Of course, most people don't realise just how close to the truth that impression is, usually dismissing Shoshiku as just another druggo or mad woman. While originally made with the intent of being able to imitate a human, Shoshiku's thought processes and mentality fundamentally differ from a normal person's in several ways and lacking the education or context to understand such things, Shoshiku struggles greatly to understand other people. While by no means emotionless Shoshiku often comes across as such through their inflection – or lack thereof. Lacking the capacity to organically display their emotions as a normal human would, Shoshiku has concluded that to fake their emotions would be tantamount to lying – something that they've determined is probably bad by reason of complex social dynamics they are yet to grasp – and as such refuses to do so. Aspirations:
Fears: Shoshiku doesn't really feel fear in the way a normal person might; the concepts of pain or dying don’t phase the AI, nor do they understand why such things are usually considered scary in the first place. Instead, what truly frightens Shoshiku is the idea that they might do something 'bad' unintentionally or else might otherwise be unable to become a 'good person' whether for some action they might unknowingly take or have already taken, or because of some immutable inability innate to their nature. Vehicle: Not even two years old and having mostly wondered around on foot during that time, Shoshiku has never had a reason to drive or even own a vehicle. That said, the AI has still ridden in a number of vehicles in this time – if only rarely – and with their prodigious capacity to learn could probably drive most conventional vehicles – though doing so safely or following traffic laws would be another matter entirely. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities: As an AI Shoshiku possesses a number of abilities that a normal human would not, mostly based on their 'neurological' abilities and the nature of the connection between their mind and Mable’s body.
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| H i s t o r y Even to this day, Shoshiku does not know a whole lot about their nature or origins. From their perspective they simply awoke one day, lying on the floor of an obviously abandoned lab without any memories to go by. In the early days of Shoshiku's existence, they did not have much in the way of goals or a direction, instead aimlessly wandering around in search of some nebulous purpose they were sure they were supposed to have. This aimlessness first started to change when they encountered a travelling doctor. When he first encountered Shoshiku, the doctor – whose name Shoshiku never thought to ask in all the time they travelled together – found the AI's host half dead from dehydration and took it upon himself to help Shoshiku for no other reason than the kindness of his heart. Quickly recognising that Shoshiku was literally incapable of surviving on their own at the time, the doctor decided to bring Shoshiku with him on his travels, gradually teaching them how to function as a human being. If the doctor recognised that there was something wrong with Shoshiku or had suspicions as to what it was, he never mentioned them, simply offering his help without prying. During this time Shoshiku, still lacking a purpose of their own, would repeatedly question the doctor about the purpose of his actions and in turn, would repeatedly be told that his actions had no deeper purpose beyond trying to be a good person and doing the right thing. When asked what this meant, the doctor would either laugh or give an explanation that didn't make sense to Shoshiku. Three months after meeting Shoshiku, the doctor would end up caught in the middle of a gang fight, trying to treat a civilian who'd had the misfortune to be caught in the crossfire. Unfortunately, the doctor was not rewarded for their good deeds and was mistaken for a member of one of the gangs, being fatally shot as a result. Shoshiku – by then largely capable of looking after themselves on their own – would not realise to mourn the loss of their mentor until months after the fact, but would end up deciding to adopt the travelling doctor's purpose as their own. Following this decision, Shoshiku would begin studying medicine in earnest, and once they'd gotten the hang of that, wondering around offering their aid to anyone that would accept it, just as the doctor once did – though for reasons eluding Shoshiku to significantly less effect. It was while studying medicine that Shoshiku would end up starting to unravel part of the nature of their existence; that they were not in fact a zero-percenter, but an AI puppeteering one through a strange implant. It took Shoshiku a while, but eventually, they concluded that this was a really bad thing to be, and like that Shoshiku's second goal was born: to find a way to remove themselves from their host without killing them. Shoshiku had not yet managed to figure out either of their goals by the time they were approached by Michiko Orinatsu, investigating Shoshiku after having somehow managed to connect the AI to the Tormented. Shoshiku would – after being confirmed not to be a member of the Tormented, or to even possess notable knowledge of the gang – be convinced to join the Kurotori two months prior to the stories start under the pretext of doing good. Mable Smith was born to a well-off family in Old Kinshasa. Despite being relatively well provided for as she grew up, Mable did not get on well with her family, constantly butting heads with them on their personal views and expectations of her – a friction that only grew as she got older. This animosity came to a head shortly after Mable's 18th birthday, after Mable decided to change her hair colour on a whim, an act that would result in a fight somehow culminating in Mable getting shipped to Kita-Ebisu, Neo-Tokyo. Contrary to her parent's expectations, Mable did not end up begging to come home, and in fact thrived in her new environment – for the first few months at least – finding a job, making new friends, and even managing to pick up some hobbies without her parents breathing down her neck. Mable was more or less the most hopeful she'd ever been during this period, but Neo-Tokyo has a way of crushing one's hopes and dreams. Not four months after Mable's arrival in Kita-Ebisu, just as she was beginning to feel at home, she was snatched off the streets by the Forgotten. Mable would spend just under a month being traded around by the Forgotten before finally being sold to the Tormented whereupon she would have the Tsukimono Implant installed into her and rendering her a silent passenger within her own body. For better or worse, Mable does not remember a whole lot of the time surrounding Shoshiku's implantation and escape, due both to being drugged out of her mind as she was experimented on and later as a result of sleep deprivation during the six months it took Shoshiku to realise human brains require rest. |
 ____________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N Name Enrique Haralabos Hernandez Nicknames/Aliases Haralabos Hernandez Handyman Holdings (not an actual registered company but sometimes people making him write something on a form to get paid) Birth City/District: San-Washington Age: 45 Height 5' 11" (top of head, not including stowed cybernetics) Racial Background: Mixed, mostly Latino and Greek, small amounts of Indian and African ancestry Race: Zero Percenter Hair Color: Bald, black when it grows out Eye Color: Steel Grey (due to cybernetics) Appearance: Heavy armor plating on all parts of him exposed to the elements, very scratched paint job on it. Tan, leathery skin when he bothered to keep the synthskin intact over the armor. Massive cybnernetic array on his back, holding the drones and plow when it is stowed, and the material resevoir for the Extruder tool. Palm of hands features the focus lenses of the Matsushita LX-H Hard Light tool, both arms feature added bulk from their signature tool, ridges, coils, and tubing from the Uchide-no-kozuchi on one arm, the bit, motor, and charge container for the M99-Issun-Boshi on the other. Almost always covered in dust or other stains. Visible motors, pistons and gears in certain places. Mutation Marker(s): N.A. Personality: Enrique is a quiet guy, dependable, values keeping his word and doesn't like to start trouble. He's happy to talk about work but doesn't like to open up much beyond that except to people he knows really well. He is slow to trust, slow to anger and does not appreciate loudmouths or boasting. Independence is something he values, and while he is happy to work on a project together, he resents it when he feels people aren't pulling their weight. This harshness extends to himself, he is proud of his own hard work, to the point that he will almost always refuse help if it feels like it is taking away his own agency. This also makes him judgmental of others, while he seldom says it out loud, he has little respect for anyone who sacrifices their freedom in search of an easier or more peaceful life. He's not a showoff, and doesn't like to start drama over nothing, when he is in a violent situation he is calm and workmanlike, without anger or panic. In tense situations he rarely panics, but it also prone to pessimism, and will often write things off as a lost cause even when there is still hope. His passion for cybernetics can spill over to addiction, bordering on obsessive tinkering and perfecting of his hardware to attain some standard that exists only in his mind, some standard he will never reach. He has little sense of self preservation, and is prone to fretting over small flaws in mistakes he makes. Enrique is a strong believer in equality and solidarity, he values people working together and hates any form of inborn privelige. He values his quiet time and solitary pursuits, and this is when his softer side comes out. It is something he doesn't like to show, but he is capable of showing genuine care for others. Aspirations: Enrique values being a self made man. That is a continous quest without a defined end, something he upholds throughout his hard work and continued perfection. He takes equal pride in building skills and adding on cybernetics. He also takes pride in his craftmanship, he sees value in doing quality work, and wants to make sure whatever he works on lasts a long time. Enrique also believe in making a positive difference in the lives of others; he isn't warm and cuddly but he does genuinely value helping others and likes to teach and mentor, especially to people who were born with very little. He doesn't follow politics, but would be very happy to see more rights and equality for Zero Percenters. Fears: He doesn't like showing weakness. Enrique hates be dependent on people, he hates having to ask for help. He fears failing people, and failing in a public way, and most of all he doesn't want to let down the people he cares about. It sticks with him enough that he actively avoids trying to get too attached to people, because he doesn't want to lose them or disappoint them. Vehicle: A beat up old work van, it holds his tools and is a place to sleep when he's on the go. Yes, people try to break into it and yes he will break several bones of whoever he catches trying. P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N Strengths/Natural Abilities: Enrique is tough, physically as well as mentally. His cybernetic body is armored like a tank, and the raw power output is hard to match in anything human shaped. It comes equipped with tools to handle almost any project, whether it is construction or destruction; it might be slow, but once he sets to work there is little that can stand in his way. He's resourceful too, years of experience give him a lot of ideas about how to improvise when the situation gets rough. Years of experience have given him an encyclopedic knowledge of construction and cybernetics, there are few problems that can stump him in either domain. He backs all of this up with determination, courage, and strong ability to push on through pain. Weaknesses/Flaws: As good as Enrique is with manipulating anything physical, he is almost useless when it comes to the inner working of computers. He doesn't have time for the digital world and is set in his ways about that. His current configuration of cybernetics make him extremely obvious and bad at stealth, and overall he is not suited to fast movement. He also comes to rely them, and if they are damaged or disabled he has little to fall back on. This also means he has to spend time fixing them to stay ready. He's never been part of a formal military, so he is actually unfamiliar with using weapons that aren't integrated as part of his cybernetics. In his personal life, he has been known to drink or use substances heavily, which may have negative consequences. Soul Binder/Weapon(s): N.A. Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories: 3M CleanAIR Dust and Industrial Toxin filtration system (Protects him from inhaling dust or toxic gas) NEC Cyber-I, low light and dust model (Allows him to see in low light and dusty conditions) Panasonic ClearChannel Sensory Procssor (Integrated radio and noise protector. Also can be configured to deliver painkillers and mood suppressants as the situation requires) DeWalt MAX XR Industrial Servo-muscular system (Enhanced Strength) Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Type 77 DO-MARU Heavy Armor Plating (Heavy Armor, all over his body) CAT R1200 XEP Articulated Plow (A heavily armored plow, normally stowed on his back, split into two halves that can be joined or articulated independently, can change position or apply force, useful as additional frontal armor, clearing obstacles, or digging into the earth) Komatsu KX9 Heavy Load Bipedal Mobility System (Reinforced legs for carrying the extra load or providing dampening from heay impacts) Dyno-Nobel SafeShot Explosive Stowage and Initiation System (Built in safe storage compartments and triggering system for explosive charges. Can also store non-explosive items if he just needs to have things on hand) Matsushita LX-H Hardlight Cutting/Force Application Tool (Hard light system that can work as versatile, variable geometry cutting tool or apply brute force for protection or demolition purposes, has two of these) Hitachi Uchide-no-kozuchi MK2 Extruder/Hotend/Linear Accelerator Assembly (A combination of the hotend of an industrial 3D Printer and a railgun. It can shape and deposit material for some quick and dirty fabrication, but it's ability to superheat and accelerate material means that it can also function as welder, a thermal lance, or a way to accelerate superheated materials at extreme speeds towards whoever Enrique thinks needs some rapid re-education) Ryobi-Milwaukee FUEL M99-Issun-Boshi Rotary Pilebunker (Combination of a drill and jackhammer. It can do mundane things like drive in fasteners, but the main appeal is tearing through tough materials) Sony AIRO Integrated Drone Assistance System (Holds light duty flying drones to assist with construction work. Could support up to six ultra-light drones, less if they are equipped with tools that are actually capable of doing things other than sensing or extremely light duty. Most common configuration equipping the drones with light duty hard light projectors.) Fanuc CRX-Light Duty Supplemental Tool Arm (Third arm can hold an additional tool or brace himself when doing work. Not heavy enough to be used with anything that would require cybernetics to handle) Toyota 2JX Power Core with Overboost Add-on (Powers everything, has extra power mode which can give him a lot more propulsion for a short amount of time, though he will still maneuver like a river barge on land despite the increased speed) E X T R A Anything else? His daughter is alive, has a YSG, and is a member of a tactical Idol group called Perfect All Kill. He knows none of this Theme Song: youtu.be/jSzKcObWkt8 | H i s t o r y Enrique is from San Washington, from a family that feels no shame about their zero percenter status. The local community was tight knit and his family were well known within it, at every community meeting, political rally, charity drive, or celebration you could find someone from Enrique's family there. They ended up lower middle class through hard work and grit, still near the bottom of the social ladder overall but able to avoid abject poverty. Though he had parents that cared for him, a supportive family, and stable home environment, his childhood was far from carefree. His parents pushed him to work hard and held to high standards, and he was constantly busy between school, helping his parents, and working odd jobs to bring in some extra money. They also made sure he knew just how precarious his situation was, that one bad encounter with the authorities or the gangs could end it all. He himself felt that when his uncle was arrested for radical politics and executed; from that moment onward his parents told him not to rock the boat, to be a model citizen, differentiate himself through dedication to work and following the rules. He didn't believe that this would make people see him differently, neither did his parents, but they saw it as the best way to survive in a harsh world. One common theme of Enrique's work experience was his mechanical aptitude. He was always salvaging, tinkering, and working with anything he could get his hands on. Cybernetics were his passion; he had no money to go to a real college, but he was able to use what he had to move to Old Kinsasha for an apprenticeship as a cybernetics technician. The hours were long, the work was hard, but Enrique learned a great deal and earned praise from all around. He dreamt of bringing what he learned back to San Washington and opening up his own small business, but that required money he didn't have. To try and earn some he took on dangerous work, construction outside the city walls, short contracts in the broken lands. It was only lucky that saved his life on those first few expeditions, before he knew better. That was the work that introduced him to the woman who he would fall in love with, Natsuko. She was different from Enrique, she was from Neo-Tokyo, born with a Yokai Gene and well educated. She was a manager, Enrique always said he fell for her because she was the only one of the managers who bothered to remember the names of the people doing the dangerous and backbreaking work, though if pressed he might admit was because of her charms, her Yokai Gene gave her the ethereal appearance of the classic Yuki-Onna apparation. Together Enrique and Natsuko hatched a plan for the rest of their life. She'd work her corporate job for a while and he would keep doing construction work until they had enough to start up a cybernetics shop together, he could handle the labor and she could handle the management. It wouldn't be a ticket to riches but it would offer them something rare in this world: freedom, a way to earn a living the way they wanted, free from corporate overlords and brutal contracts. Somehow it never bothered him that he'd be selling cybernetics despite having the very few himself; this choice wasn't because he feared them, it is because he was worried too much chrome and it's YG repellant properties would make it hard to care for a wife and eventual child that bore the gene. The journey to get there wasn't easy, Enrique never heard the details but apparently Natsuko's family was hostile to it, and although Enrique's own was not against it, they kept asking him if he was sure. The plan was all going well, Natsuko and Enrique were well on their way to building a life together, they were married (by common law, the official paperwork wasn't done), and they had a child on the way. It all changed one night, one snowy night when Enrique could not sleep and he did not know why. He lied awake, and out of the corner of his eye he saw something, he saw Natsuko disappearing out of the door. He called out to her and she showed no reaction, he ran after her but all he could see was mist and fast melting snow. That was the last he ever saw of her or his unborn child. For weeks he hoped they would return, but as that turned to months he began to accept she was gone. Enrique had no heart for his old dream, and poured all of the money he had into more cybernetics for himself, until he was more chrome than flesh, until he had made himself into the most optimized worker he could be. He was without purpose and intentionally took the most dangerous construction work he could, things in active combat zones or deep into the brokenlands, no longer caring if he lived or died. Years went by and he survived. Endless overtime and dangerous work toughed his exterior even more, but left him with few close confidants. With the money and his own skill, he was able to accumulate his cybernetics without ending up crippling debt to a corporation, but not much else. After several years Neo-Tokyo ended up his home base even if it wasn't his favorite city, but it was the one place that never had a shortage of work for someone skilled and willing to take on the craziest jobs. His reputation brought him into contact with Tsuki, and he trusted her enough to end up being dragged along with whatever ideas she came up with. |
