[CHAR] Will of the Vongola | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

[edgeout]

Mist

Username: Edgeout
Name: Genso Gomakashi
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Country of Origin: Kyoto, Japan
Role: Guardian of the Mist
Flame: Mist

Weapon/Fighting Style: In his present form, Genso does not use weapons. His aura is is weapon, as he can manipulate this invisible force of energy to create various, intangible illusions. Furthermore, his right eye give him the ability to momentarily enter into mind of others. When he performs this trick, Genso's right eye turns green. Upon entering the mind of the said person, he can read their thoughts, and even plant some false memory into them. As Genso grows with power, the time he can enter a person's mind lengthens and the ability to manipulate the mind increase to the point where he can take control of people. However, a flame is needed for this, and other flames - nullifying ones in particular - can counter act this.

In His Ten Year Form, Genso's Right eye fully develops, and have the ability to enter multiple minds at once. All who see his gaze will be affected by it. Furthermore, his eye can fully manipulate the mind of the victim, implanting false memories and even go as far to erase the person's memory completely.
Also in his Ten Year Form, Genso has two swords of the samurai, which is said to have the souls of these courageous warriors trapped in them. With the swords, Genso can amplify his illusions to become tangible things, and even draw victims into his own world.

When Genso uses his eye in his present form, he can't use any illusions, as all the energy is focused onto his right eye to maintain a temporary focus. Furthermore in both of his forms, Genso's body cannot move while inside the mind of others. However the process of going into, and manipulating the mind of others is instantaneous, making the vulnerability window slim. Strong willed victims can also fight Genso's eye once in the mind potentially making the vulnerability window increase.

Appearance:

A slender figure with red eyes, and a smile masking what is within.
Ten Years:

"I'll show you the true meaning of fear."

Personality: Is he happy, or is he sad? No one knows for sure. Genso always has an indifferent smile on his face. He seems approachable, and easy to talk to. Of course he will respond to anyone that approaches with a smile. However when talking to Genso, people feel this distance from him. Even though every thing he does seem polite, it seems as if he is dangerous in some way. No one can really put a finger on it.

Perhaps it's the aura he carried around him. Objects seem to go astray when around him, and his eyes - his red eyes - seem to be staring straight into other's soul.
Genso can understand more quickly than anyone. Though he is not the strongest of the bunch, his mind makes up for whatever physical features he is missing.

Aside from all the skeptical features, as a person Genso is well mannered. He keeps himself in the back of the crowd, and never really steps up to lead. However when approached Genso doesn't decline to lead either.
But that's all a shell. He doesn't really care about anyone or anything. All he wants is destruction. Destruction of this world, and destruction of the Mafia.

He has a bent up wrath that cannot be quenched. However in wrath he find beauty, and that is reflected in his battle styles. Anger drives him, and he delivers elegantly. It is really hard to get on Genso's nerve because, he's always mad. Yet his outer behavior contradicts it, and no one can really put a finger on what is wrong with him.

History: He was an experiment for his father's lab - their goal was to create a human weapon, that could be used by the mafia to try and take control of the Vongola Family.

From the moment he opened his eyes Genso was in a shell - test tube if you will. He saw his father staring at him in his glasses that reflected the light right onto his eyes.

"He's awake." Genso heard them say.

For the next few years, Genso was pushed to the limit. Severe shock went to both of his eyes, and disturbing images were flashed at him constantly.

"It's to make you perfect," said his father to Genso, during the break, where he was kept behind bars. Genso leaned against the stone wall, and a bed that he called home. There were small cracks far up near the sealing, where he could see light, but he never really went outside. He wanted to see the world - he wanted to see what the outdoors felt like.

Leaning on his bed, he teared up. As the blood mixed with the tears it formed a marble like mix that dripped to the bucket full of blood meant to contain Genso's blood, as new models of himself would be made. It was determined that Genso was "a defect" and "was to be left to rot" by the scientist of Japan.

One day there was a breach by the Mafia. They murdered all the people and the subjects in tubes. It was a sea of blood. Genso, looked out from the iron bars, as bullets pierced through the victims. One fell right next to him.

With trembling hands Genso turned over the head of the corpse, hoping that he didn't see what he knew. It was his father. Though to others Genso's father may not have been a good father (or even a father), to Genso, it was the only thing he had. He screamed, with tears mixing the dry blood that was etched into his lashes.

Quickly one of the Mafia members motioned to others of the screaming boy:

"This must be it."

"Poor thing, left to rot in a cell"

"We might have a use for him"

The men approached his cell. They broke the lock and opened the door. One of them reached out to grab Genso.

"Don't touch me."

The men hesitated. There seemed to be something about this boy. It must be their imagination. They thought.

"Boy you're coming with-" as the man reached for the boy, they both could see figures of monsters swarming around. Beneath their feet insects of all nature were crawling around. They tried to shake it off, but the insects seemed to not come off. It was digging into their shoes now. Hesitating, they looked at each other again. However, a figure of a T-rex jumped right between them. Hesitating they fired their guns which went through the monster and right through them. They both laid bloodied on the crying boy.

Pages fell out of their pockets, which Genso picked up to read. One was a memo from his dad to the Mafia. Most of the words were covered by blood, but he could only make out a couple.
"Subject, failure... made to rot... another way to destroy... Vongola."

Genso got it now. The reason for the torture, the reason for all this. His purpose, he found: to destroy everything in this world. He has been used by his father, and it was all because of the Mafia.
"I will destroy everything." He vowed, as he crumpled up the bloodied paper with shaky hand. This time he wasn't afraid. He wasn't sad. Genso had never felt this way before. What did they call it? Anger. Yes, that's it. No. It is more than anger, it is, it is... wrath.

Couple Years Later: Genso became assimilated to society. Using his eye power, he convinced the principle of his made-up background. He was allowed to attend school now. From all the things he could destroy, Genso knew what his first target was: "The Vongola". As Genso looked up to the clear sky, a smile creeped up on his face. It's a nice day today.

Quirk: He sleeps standing up because he never was accustomed to too much comfort.

Overview: Genso is an illusion user that also has a fixed eye. The eye is a gateway to one's mind. The left eye was supposed to support Genso in perfecting mind control, however he never was able to use it properly. Genso can use illusions with the aura around him - he manipulates the energy around him, and the victim's mind to create realistic figure that can be devastating if believed to be true.Mind games are a strength of his, as Genso was engineered to be intelligent, and capable of learning very fast. He seems to have a cocky personality to some, but that is because he always smiles.

[TheUltimatum]

Username: @TheUltimatum

Name: Giovannici

Age: Possibly 32

Gender: Male

Country of Origin: Firenze, Italia (?)

Role: Vongola Tutor

Flame: Storm and Rain

Weapon/Figting Style: Gio uses a gun and a scythe into which he channels the Will of Storm and Rain. The scythe's blade is detachable as well. Gio has also mastered most assasination techniques and he uses his own fighting style.

Appearance:


10 Years


Personality
Giovanni is a pretty calm and collected man. He likes to make his students go through challenges and intense training sesions, of course in his own way. Not much is known about him and his childhood. He never had any memories until a man found him and raised him in Firenze. He's a pretty renown hitman as well. If any of his students are hurt purposefully and not through one of his challenges, he'll get very angry as he is protective over hus students.
Whenever Gio gets mad, he starts radiating a purplish flame. He dosen't necessarily go into a frenzy because he can keep his straight head but not for long. Whenever Gio gets angry it's best to leave him alone.

History:
Not much is known about Giovanni. He was raised in Firenze along with the person he calls father. Gio was found at age 13, around the same time that Tsunayoshi was receiving lessons From Reborn so he heard alot about them. Gio was raised to be a hitman from young as well. He was home tutored everything he currently knows. Soon enough, Gio had reached a high class in his Hitman job. Gaining respect from most Mafia families.
It is unkown as to how Gio acquired his Second Dying Will Flame as well. He was quickly hired by Vongola Decimo to tutor the new generation into the new generation of Vongola.

Quirks: He can move pretty quick and is really good at spying and stealth.

Overview:
Gio is 32 (?) Years of age. He is a renown Hitman and Spy. His Dying Will flames are the Rain and Storm flames along with his Gun and Scythe. He has a pretty happy and simple personality. Even though he likes to torment his students. He was "born" in Firenze and trained to become a Hitman and Spy. At some time in his life he attained his Second Dying Will Flame but it is unkown as to how. Yet.

Other: He has worked for many other Mafia Families and he has an IQ of 185.

[SeaFoamDaisies]

Username:
SeaFoamDaisies

Name:
Lamiya
"That's Miya to you"

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Country of Origin:
Egypt

Role:
Storm guardian in training/Full time waitress

Flame:
Storm

Weapon/Fighting Style:
Miya has a pair of brass knuckles that she got as a gift from her uncle. She uses them occasionally.

Appearance:
Present


Ten years from now

Hider

Personality:

Miya remains devoted to the people she becomes close with. Although some may find her dutiful commitment forced, it comes as second nature to Miya. She finds it unthinkable to turn her back on those dear to her and will go as far as possible to be of use to them. Although she is self-preserving when it comes to strangers and the like, she becomes quite selfless for those she really cares about. Miya is determined and will not change her mind once she takes a decision. Her headstrong nature allows her to pursue tasks to completion despite all obstacles.However, it also means that she can be foolishly stubborn at times, not agreeing to things simply because she has made up her mind not to do so. When she is being stubborn, there are few who can coax her to listen to the voice of reason. Miya is a go-getter. She knows how to influence people and their opinions to get what she wants.Her assertive nature allows her to lead in several situations or remain within her comfort zone in others. Miya takes decisions right off the bat. New hobbies are adopted in a blink of an eye only to be disowned days later. Her rash nature has gotten her into trouble several times.Despite the consequences, Miya is unwilling to part with her impulsiveness. She prefers to go with her gut and take chances wherever and whenever she feels like it. Miya cycles between different moods faster than you can blink. She can be completely calm one second and absolutely frustrated the next.She is rather hot-headed as well. She is know for not taking offensive gestures or comments by others lightly.What starts with a heated argument with Miya can quickly aggregate into a fist fight - or worse.There is little Miya believes in. She rolls her eyes at practically everything: the news on the t.v, the rumors exchanged by her parents and the gossip between her friends. She questions everything. Usually however, her skepticisms are internal. History has taught her more than once to keep her cynical opinions to herself.

History:

Miya was born in her own country where her father worked as a simple businessman. She belonged to a small family of three, with no siblings. There she lived a rather lukewarm life, one that left her with not much besides a few foggy memories of loving daycare workers and warm weekends spent on the beach. When Miya was 12, her father moved to England when promised with better job opportunities abroad. Business flourished; and Miya soon found herself shifting homes, as well as continents. Given her outspoken personality, she found no trouble making friends and soon she found herself used to the way of life in Goldcrest. With the expanding family business came expanding expectations for Miya. She was often pressurized to excel in her studies, at sports and whatever else her father deemed a necessary prerequisite for being the heir to his business. Her mother, being a meek woman, could not do much to lighten Miya's burden. Miya did not mind these expectations at first- good grades came to her naturally and she loved sports. However, running her father's business was not what she wanted to do with her life. After finishing 12th grade, she decided to pause her studies temporarily. Although this infuriated her father, he could do little to change her mind.The two came to an understanding eventually: Miya was to take no more than a year off, after which she had to join a university of her choosing.
Her aunt, Sara, was transiently married, till her husband passed away in a strange accident. Miya's uncle was a social butterfly; and his vast number of dear friends spelled out support for his wife after his death. Sara lived alone in her mansion while Miya was constantly bothered at home. Since both needed an escape from their living conditions,everyone agreed to them living together. Miya works as a waitress at a nearby bistro to make some money. She plans on getting a ride of her own soon.Although she lives with her widowed aunt, she often visits her parents on fortnights. Her current interests include IT and toxicology.

Quirk:
Has a pressed flowers collection for which she regularly searches for new flowers. Also collects marbles.

Overview:

What, you looking for a fight?

Miya is a headstrong athletic girl who is not afraid to speak her mind when the need arises. Her hot-headed nature makes her appear rather belligerent and a fight or two every week is not uncommon for her.She remains loyal to those important to her indefinitely.

[RainDash]

"I will be stronger and join the Vongola! I won't let anyone else near me get hurt for my sake!"
Username:
RainDash

Name:
Aiden Rose

Age:
16

Gender:
Male

Country of Origin:
Italy

Role:
Student -> Boss-In-Training -> Vongola Boss

Flame:
Sky

Weapon/Fighting Style:
Staff with 2 blades on each end -> Lance/Nunchuk thing

Appearance:
Current:

Aiden isn't very tall, standing at about five foot six. He looks tired and 'washed out'. A lot of people often even go as far as calling him 'sickly'. His hair has grown out to a point where it looks shaggy but not quite unkept yet. He's thin, but underneath that is muscle. It's fair to say that he often has marks on his face from sleeping in uncomfortable places, such as his keyboard or desk. His purple eyes often look unfocused and glazed over, due to lack of sleep.

Ten Years From Now:

He looks healthier and his hair is kept neat, but somehow it still sticks out everywhere. He's gained some color to his skin and his gaze pierces even the most difficult of lies. He is known for smiling while fighting, and often has ink on his face or hands from various papers or projects. He gained some weight and now has even more muscle than before, but his loose clothing disguises it. His clothing is often strange and seems to be gifts from various people. The one he wears most is a knitted scarf.

Personality:
He's actually pretty nice and sweet, under all those layers of isolation and anger. Aiden goes to extremes to protect those he's close to, and sometimes to him that means keeping them all at arm's length. He's very smart and intuitive, when he's not half-asleep or daydreaming. He's also cynical and tries to be unempathetic. However, he's also a terrible, terrible liar. Saying that he doesn't care will reveal that he does and doesn't want to be involved in it because he himself is hurting too much to allow anyone else to get close. A lot of people think that he's a thug because he's often bruised from training, but the truth is that he'd lose in a fight no matter what. He just doesn't want to harm anyone unless there's an actual reason to fight that's meaningful to him.

History:
A normal kid, born in Italy to a Japanese mother and an Italian father. He was very kind and people were naturally drawn to him growing up. His parents were both around and cared deeply for him. Things were going well until he turned fourteen years old. Walking home with a friend they got caught in the crossfire between the Vongola and a rival group. When it appeared that the rival group was trying to target Aiden his friend protected Aiden from the attack.

Aiden was able to escape and told his parents what had happened. The next few months became a blur of packing, school, and finally the funeral. The shellshocked Aiden made a promise to his friend to never let his sacrifice be in vain and to never let anyone get close to him again. Aiden thought that if anyone was close to him they would be targets and only get hurt.

The move to England left Aiden's father in Italy, and Aiden quickly went to work studying the Vongola and learning about their tactics. There wasn't much to go on, but Aiden used every bit of information he had to try and join the Vongola to become a part of the biggest and toughest mafia group. He pushed every one of classmates away, but was reliable enough to do various tasks for them. He rationalized that it was strength training. After a while he had one particular person start to ask for his help more often than most and a friendship developed despite Aiden's recalcitrance. Things started to look up and Aiden started to forget about his training to join the Vongola.

His friend committed suicide about a few weeks after Aiden and he started to hang out. Aiden, now driven by grief and heartbreak renewed his vow and decided that anyone near him would get killed. He trained in various weapons to no avail, often going to school bruised and battered and earning him the reputation of a thug. He's made no comment against it, but continues to help teachers and students from time to time, if they're brave enough to ask.

Quirk:
Sits on arms of couches. Typically sits in a certain way so as to be ready to get up at any time.

Theme:


Other:
Speaks Italian, Japanese, and English. Some Spanish since Italian is related, but not that much.
Has a phobia of thunder.
Related to Vongola on his mother's side.

Overview:
A kid who saw his friend be killed by a rival mafia at fourteen, he moved to england not long after and vowed to join the Vongola. He made a friend in England but they soon committed suicide and Aiden was left alone again. He's since thought that he's a death sentence for his friends and tries not to make any. Despite his tough guy appearance and outward attitude, he's a big softie.

[Marlowe]

Username:
Ambra

Name:
Whitney Reid

Age:
16

Gender:
Female

Country of Origin:
Goldcrest, England

Role:
Student

Flame:
Rain

Weapon/Fighting Style:
While she does not like to fight, Whitney will resort to using her fists when someone attacks her. Later on, she uses a large two-handed sword called a claymore.

Present Appearance

Standing at 5'6, Whitney's figure has nothing really special about it. She looks like your everyday senior in high school; she bears a young face, young mind, and youthful way of being. Her skin is white and smooth due to not having to participate in hard labor.

Future Appearance

Ten years later, Whitney appears to be much more of a force to reckon with. At this time, she has grown about two inches, but her arms are more toned due to having to swing around a sword that is about the same size as her. Her eyes have appeared to bear a tint of red in them, but the chocolate brown hue overpowers it for anyone to really notice at first glance.

Personality:
Lazy and mellow, this young lady prefers to stay out of the spotlight rather than be the center of attention. In fact, she is easily embarrassed when she is called out in front of a group of people. Unfortunately, this takes place more often than she would prefer; she is almost always late and fails more tests more than she passes. Though Whitney is a lazy-bones, she has a heart of gold. She stands by her friends in their time of need and often holds a helping hand out to those who need it.

She has a knack for diffusing arguments-- she's done it many times due from hailing from a large family full of feuding brothers and sisters. Whitney decided that someone should actually have a head on their shoulders rather than jumping head first into fights that she knows nothing about. Thus, she is usually known as a mediator among her friends and acquaintances.

History:
Whitney has lived her entire life in Goldcrest; she was quietly reared beside her older and younger siblings by both of her parents. Her father provided for them by working as an engineer, and her mother began to work as a day-care worker after giving birth to her youngest sister. Due to the fact that her parents were almost always working and were exhausted upon arriving home, her older brother took charge and began to take care of all of them. He was usually the one who cooked, cleaned, and did all of the other household chores that his parents did when they weren't busy. Eventually, her older sister and herself began to help him by aiding their younger siblings with homework and the usual drama that originated within classrooms.

Even though she was somewhat of a role model to her younger brothers and sister, Whitney's low grades and general sloppiness greatly upset her older brother, Garrett. When she was sixteen years old, Garrett stated that she would have to pick up the act or he would throw her out of the house, since there was no use feeding a mouth that did little to nothing within the home's walls. Her parents, at this time, were usually never around due to the fact that they began working longer and more frequent shifts. Thus, she began to take up a new chore-- making the daily tea that everyone made early in the morning. The process took time and effort, but for some reason, Whitney began to enjoy making the drinks for her siblings. With her helping, her older brother got to work sooner, and he was somewhat pleased with her new way of help.

Garrett expects Whitney to leave home soon now that she is eighteen. Her father has gotten sickly and the workload at home has gotten worse, and so, he believes it is better that some of his siblings fly the coop. This greatly stresses her, but she keeps it pent up inside of her.

Quirk:
Whitney can make tea that tastes delicious to most people who taste it-- but her brewed drinks, particularly her chamomile and lavender teas, have a stronger mellowing feeling to it than if it was brewed by someone else.

Overview:
Whitney is a lazy and calm individual that is usually late to every event. Even though she has an issue with responsibilities, she is friendly and understanding to her friends. She is easily approachable and is adept at dissolving disagreements and arguments. She takes great pride that her tea is exceptional.

[Solace]

OC: Created by turtlequeen

Information

Height: 5'8 → 5'11

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Steel

Complexion: Slightly pale → Fair

Body Composition: Lean

Username: Solace

Name: Yang Sada

Age: Fifteen years old → Twenty-five years old

Gender: Male

Country of Origin: China → United States

Role: Vongola Famiglia Associate/Student → (Future) Eleventh Generation Guardian of Cloud

Flame: Cloud

Weapon/Fighting Style: Yang uses a chain with a medium-sized sickle attached to the end; he can wrap the chain around his arm to use the sickle as an extended blade, or use it to hook an enemy. This is his only means to fight or defend himself, at the moment. In the future, Yang lives up to his predecessor's strength and reputation, and is a powerful member in the ranks of the Guardians.

Ten Years Later

Personality: Yang is very insecure about opening up to others; though not emotionally distant, his difficulty to hold meaningful conversation and fear of being held on the spot make him angst about interaction, which develops into his diffidence. His lack of social development can make him out to be immature sometimes, generally looking at unintended negativity like criticism as a personal attack to his character and rendering an impulsive reaction from the boy. Yang is relatively apathetic towards the idea of being selected as the Cloud Guardian candidate, as well as anything related to the status; he looks to strengthen himself as a person through the experience, and even then, is not that bad of a person once people get to know him.

History: Born in China, Yang Sada grew up in the presence of his uncle moreso than his own parents, who were associates of the Vongola Famiglia - his Japanese father and Chinese mother were whistleblowers of the Yakuza and Triad crime organizations, choosing to defect and elope after giving information to the Vongola about their operations. Both of the organizations settled their differences and temporarily aligned themselves together, aiming to hunt down Yang's family in revenge for their betrayal.

Through the years to come, his province in particular began to grow more dangerous from the rising Triad-Yakuza alliance who had begun to close in on their hidden family residence, leading Yang's parents to take their son to the United States. Not wishing to leave their home behind, his uncle stayed back to watch over their family's long-preserved residence. Because of the lack of relatives to take care of him as a result, his parents took to raising their son together while continuing their association with the Vongola, requesting to only receive jobs from within the United States.

Because of his, Yang moved around the many states all his life, never truly able to develop long-standing friendships or significant attachment to his settings. He would have to throw it all away once more at fifteen years old, when his parents took him to England under an emergency.

Quirk: Yang has a habit of puffing his cheeks whenever he is annoyed, and likes to eat the toppings of a pizza before eating the actual pizza itself. In cars, he always takes the window seat, and is very fascinated by people with glasses.

Overview: Soft-spoken and gentle, Yang Sada's social fragility and occasional child-like mannerism speak none about his longing for a stable friendship. His condiment-eating habit reflects his arbitrary interest in picking out the details of people's personalities, and his desire to possess those traits.

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