Demon Shinobi

My Hero Academia: Evolution

I gotta get to work.

My Hero Academia Evolution

Let the competition begin!
May the best players and characters win.
depending on the amount of applicants

My Hero Academia Evolution

I have a "My Hero" character I've been working on for a while that I would like to take a crack at playing.

Titans 2043: Heroes of Tomorrow

I'm not gonna edit my post, but I do want to apologize. It wasn't loading for me when I was actually writing the post. So I just did what I could. If I had to give a bit more detail. I'd say Robin just enter in from the exit door, which we can say leads to a small garage like area for vehicles. And he is walking towards the couch with the pizza.

Saisei: The Crimson Dawn

Sarutobi Seiichi

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The Sarutobi clan was bustling on the morning of Seiichi's graduation and though he would never admit it, he was very excited, nervous even. He'd hardly been able to sleep and the few winks he had gotten in he wasted with extremely early morning training. He couldn't help it. He was going to be a full fledged shinobi of Konohagakure and he would be damned if he couldn't live up to the expectations had of him. 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10km run around the compound. Seiichi had worked up quite the sweat with what should have been a small warm up routine to keep himself limber and at the ready, never wasting a moment that could be used to better himself. In truth, that likely did more harm than good. He'd been told many times, by his father even, that overwork was just as dangerous to the budding ninja as under work.

But he could never heed these warnings. He had to work harder than anybody he could and even then he usually kept himself just roughly above subpar. He was typically an average ninja at best, even if he was skilled in some techniques not typical of the average genin. He seemed tired most of the time. He studied and trained well beyond what he should and gave his body little rest to properly perform at peak efficiency. He worked well with what he had, but he could likely do much better should he give his body the rest it so needed.

He had just finished and taken a moment to sit on his bed when a servant of the clan entered his room. It was about time to get ready, a fact Seiichi knew, though he'd been giving himself some time. He wasn't sure how ready he was to face his mother and father on this big day. He knew who they weren't, and the pressure he felt didn't come from them. Even so, it took little time to dress and prepare himself for what lied ahead. In his heart, he knew he wanted most to impress his father and mother. But the words of pride and joy as of late had become stale to him. It was never good enough, no matter how often they were spoken to him. Even as he came to stand before the man he called father, the woman he called mother, and listened to their praise. He was trapped in his thoughts.

All he could hear were clan elders, lesser members, even those who weren't shinobi. His accomplishments no longer felt as such. They were expected. Any less could potentially be seen as a disappointment. Because of those words he, at times, felt like his parents weren't actually proud. Like they were saying things simply because he was their son.

"Seiichi!" His father spoke up a bit, pulling the young man from his thoughts. "Being nervous on the day of your graduation is natural. But you should relax a bit." He voice returned to a more laid back, rather lax, tone. "You'll be faced with challenges like never before."

"But your father and I have no doubt you'll make a fine shinobi." His mother chimed in.

"Push everything out of your mind." He said simply. "You've worked hard to come to this point. You're ready." Words of encouragement had become his father's forte. It was almost like the man could sense the pressure his son put on himself, even if he hadn't yet worked out how exactly such a thing could be fix. But then, he was sure the jonin his son would be assigned to could more than handle the situation.

"Yes father." Seiichi finally replied when it looked like his parents had finished speaking. He smiled. He couldn't help it, though he wasn't entirely sure he deserved such kind words. And so, without another word, he made his way out of the compound.

Met with the rain that laid before him Seiichi took a deep breath. He had an umbrella in his hand. He wasn't in much of a rush. He wouldn't be late, if he kept at his regular pace. His smile had once again formed his usual scowl and made was on his way. Was this an omen? Rain on the day of this generation of Shinobi's graduation couldn't be a good sign. Although those kinds of things weren't much his forte.

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Seiichi arrived at the school relatively quicker than he'd expected. There weren't as many people in the way as was the usual case because of the rain, which made the trip much simpler. He was quiet as he entered, even though there seemed to be a small bit of commotion going on. He closed his umbrella and shook it off quickly as he entered the building. The young shinobi-to-be walked through the hall, opening his mouth only once to speak. "Good morning," he said to nobody in particular as he entered the room fellow classmates had seemed to gather in. He didn't interact much further than that, as was the usual case, moving from the door to take a seat almost immediately.

Titans 2043: Heroes of Tomorrow

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Name: Jonathan Oliver Queen
Alias: Red Arrow
Experience: 37 days and counting
Hometown: Blüdhaven (formerly Star City)
Age: 16
Powers: Jonathan acquired the meta gene from his father, who received it from Jon’s grandmother, though he did not acquire the famous Canary Cry. Rather, he developed the following powers:

• Enhanced Vision – Jonathan can see with amazing clarity/detail, distance, and color. Up to this point he has displayed instances of telescopic and microscopic vision and almost perfect vision in even the darkest or brightest environments. His eyes seem to adjust as needed, though it is not instantaneous.
• Enhanced Hearing – Jon’s ears are enhanced to hear with amazing clarity, distance, and possibly even on frequencies outside of the normal range. In theory, his ears can pick up every single sound, can decipher layer upon layer of differing sounds/conversations, locate the source of noise or pick up a sound from a mile away in a busy city. Of course, due to his rookie hero status and his lack of control he cannot hope to come close to such amazing feats.
• Enhanced Smell – He can detect specific persons, objects, substances or even places, locate their origin and track targets with nothing but his nose. However, due to his inexperience he cannot hope to do this with complete accuracy. Still, with time and training he may even be able to detect lying, sicknesses, or tumors by which hormones/smells a target excretes.

Weaknesses: Being a human Jonathan is susceptible to just about all the same manners of injury and death as any other ordinary person. However, there are a few special weaknesses that if used against him could prove crippling to him in battle. Such weaknesses include:

• Inexperience – First and foremost, Jonathan is new to the hero game. Through training with his father before his passing, and his private sessions to try and at least keep up with what he had already learned, the young man is proficient with the use of his trusty bow and arrows. He is also skilled in hand-to-hand combat and has some control over his powers, but he stil has quite a ways to go. He is somewhat naïve, runs his mouth and in competition with even normal athletes who have more training than him, let alone villains and the like, he has quite a ways to go.
• Emotional – Playing into his inexperience, Jonathan (though usually trying to keep things light and under some modicum of control) has a tendency to make decisions based on what he feels is right or necessary which doesn’t always turn out for the best.
• Sensory Overload – Because of his heightened senses Jon is constantly at risk of being brought down by any number of factors. Extreme odors, loud noises, sudden bursts of light are all possible in and out of the field. Though he is typically aware and concentrates on keeping his abilities in check he is not without flaw.
• Claustrophobia – Jonathan suffers from a severe case of claustrophobia that in some cases can be crippling cause him to either break or shut down and be essentially useless.

Reason for joining Robin?: Jonathan hadn’t begun his venture into the hero world all that long after Matt McGinnis began his. He wanted to help protect people and carry on the legacy of the Arrow Family in the name of his father and his grandfather before him. He figured if he could do that and make a few friends along the way he was all for it. What did he have to lose?
Appearance: Jonathan stands at about 5’8” tall with a fair skin complexion and is in pretty great shape for a young man his age. Weighing in at about 163lbs, he is fairly muscular, though more lean then bulky. He’s got short blonde hair that is typically left rather unkempt. His eyes, uniquely, are a shade of orange inherited from his mother, though you wouldn’t be able to tell if he were in costume. He designed his suit with help from his guardian, John Diggle Sr., and files that used to belong to his mother and father. It is made to protect him, but also not hinder his movements or abilities.

Photo References

1) I know he looks more adult than teen, but I liked the artist (Phil Cho) and the character is meant to be 18. Not far off.

2) I’m using this picture so you have an idea of the full body, although this is not his suit. I would credit this artist, but I don’t know who they are.

3) This one will give you an idea of the actual suit with a bit more armor and better protection for his eyes and ears as they are typically more likely to be attacked than his sense of smile.

4) Like I said, I like the artist. It was a good faceclaim and this gives a good view of him with the hood on, which is his typical look while in the field, though obviously wind, a fight, etc. can knock it off.

Personality: Jonathan is extremely intelligent, but you probably wouldn't guess it at a first glance. He has a tendency to act in a more outgoing manner and he's never one to shy away from social interaction without reason. However, all the same he keeps a certain air of mystery about him. He refuses to disclose personal information often giving different answers to the same question or simply avoiding it altogether. He jokes giving the explanation, "It more mysterious that way. And way more fun." Still, the real reason is likely to avoid putting his guardian, and father figure, John Diggle or anybody else close to him in danger. Regardless, despite his sometimes goofy nature, Jonathan can often be seen as curious and inquisitive. He wants to help, to fix things and make them better for himself and those around him. He can sometimes get caught up in tinkering, inventing or other aspects of the scientific and interesting and no matter how he acts or what you think of him he always gets serious about his training and his goals.
BRIEF Bio: Jonathan is the son of Robert Queen and Nyssa Sahmin (no relation to Nyssa Raatko) as well as the grandson of Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance-Queen. He did not inherit the meta-human canary cry, but he did develop a small series of enhanced senses. He got a little bit of training from his mother and father to help him protect himself and keep those senses under wraps when they began to awaken. He was kidnapped around the age of seven and locked in a trunk. He was scared and powerless as his parents fought to free him. They won, but were fatally wounded. He was left in the care of long time family friend John Diggle and wouldn’t continue the life he’d began for many years later. He got some stuff, John helped and even tapped into the inheritance, he met Matt. And here we are.

Slightly Longer Version

Oliver Queen took in a number of children and developed his own crime fighting force very much like his old friend Bruce Wayne. They fought crime, helped each other through good and bad times, faced tragedies, and grew with time. And, just as Bruce’s did, Oliver’s family would eventually branch out. Members moved on to different things or simply retired. Unlike Bruce though, Oliver knew when it was time to lay his mask to rest and leave things to the next generation.

Before this though, he’d had another child. Robert Queen was raised by Oliver and his wife Dinah Lance, the Black Canary. He’d inherited the legendary Canary Cry as a meta-human, and was trained extensively by his father. In time he would be the one to take over the mantle of Green Arrow, his adoptive elder brother Roy Harper opting to keep the alias Arsenal, and he would have a child of his own with a former member of the League of Shadows, who he’d met on a mission during the period of time in which there was no Batman.

The two fell in love and she left behind the life of a villain after Robert helped her negotiate with her master. There were those who were indeed skeptical of the union but that didn't stop Robert. He married the former assassin and the two had a child. Robert knew that this double life would be next to impossible; as it had been with him and his own father. So he decided that once Jonathan, named after a close friend of his father’s (John Diggle, though Robert hated the name John on its own), was old enough he would allow the boy to make a chance.

Jonathan chose the life his father, grandfather and so many before him had led. He officially began training when he turned six. It proved quit necessary because of the awakening of his metahuman powers. Jonathan had been walking down the street with his mother, Nyssa, when he heard a police siren. Though he'd heard it so many times before, on this day the screech of the machine was unbearable. The smells of the street, garbage cans, dumpsters, water and alcohol in the streets seemed to have been amplified 100 fold. Suddenly he was seeing faces and things blocks away.

Jonathan was terrified. All of a sudden three out of his five senses had gone haywire. Nyssa brought him home immediately. She and Robert took him to their secret hideout and began to run tests and check to see what was wrong. After they came to the realization that their son was indeed a metahuman, the two decided he would need to learn control. And if he learned that, perhaps it would be best to teach him a little discipline and defense.

The boy was a fast learned, surprising his parents with how quickly he adapted to the regimen they had devised for him with his age and build in mind. He was picking up the basics quite naturally, even when it came to the use of a bow. He was truly his father's son.

But these happy days wouldn't last. A small group of members of the League of Shadows had taken it upon themselves to deliver punishment on who they believed to be a traitor to their cause. To carry out their revenge on Nyssa and the man who'd taken her, they kidnapped Jonathan. After all, what easier way was there to get to the two? A challenge was issued. The two would fight for there now seven year old son's life.

Jonathan was locked in a trunk. Devoid of air holes he struggled inside. He wanted nothing more than to get out. To escape the sounds of violence that surrounded him. It was dark, cramped, and cold. He was still young, only just beginning to learn to fight and train. He couldn't have been ready for this. He’d only learned the basics of the basics. Try as he might, he couldn’t free himself. He was scared. Terrified for his parents life and his own. It’s very likely that this situation is what led to his claustrophobia.

The battle ended and for a moment it was silent. His small frame shook uncontrollably. He still didn't have complete control over his abilities but as his heart raced faster he heard footsteps approach. He heard heavy breathing. Then, the trunk shook. He whimpered as it was forced open. In the dim light of the darkened room stood his parents; covered in blood, but victorious. They smiled as they hoisted him up out of the box.

That’s probably what he remembers most. Although that is partially because he's tried hard to block out the more unpleasant aspects of the memory, though largely to no avail. He also remembers them taking him home. He remembers them struggling. Much more than usual. It wasn't until later that he would realize how gravely injured they truly were. He was young and naïve, but he was sure they would be okay at the time. And so when they put him to bed he peacefully slept.

The next morning he awoke not to his mother or father, but to his “uncle” John. John Diggle Sr. had arrived after receiving a call from Robert. Oliver had past some time ago, old age taking him and the Canary. The other members of the family all had their own lives. John's son, Junior, wouldn’t be up to raising a child. He just wasn’t there yet. So, it was him. Robert’s will left everything to Jonathan, though he could only have access to his full inheritance after his 18th birthday and at john’s discretion. John was allowed to move money around and dip into certain things at his discretion should he need it. Robert had taken many things into consideration after all.

The next 9 years were tough. He was mourning the loss of his parents while simultaneously trying to adapt his new home in Blüdhaven. John had thought it best to get him away from Star City and the family owned corporation.

For about 2 of those 9 years he seemed hollow. He went threw the motions of day to day living; acting normal. He acted like he was fine, but he wasn't. John helped him every step of the way until he decided he wasn't going to waste the life his parents had fought for. He began physical training. He was already smart, but that wasn't enough. Inventing, tinkering, science and all that would only get him so far. He needed to reach levels similar to his mother and father. Or at least one of the young heroes of the past. John tapped into the inheritance to help the child begin to build his "lair". A subbasement beneath their home, apparently nothing new in Blüdhaven.

Starting at the age of 13, Jonathan was back to training fully. Under John's watchful eye he began a spartan regime utilizing training bots and simulations to help him. John knew he couldn't stop the boy, but he could at least make sure he was ready for what was out there.

When Jonathan was 16, the two finally felt ready. With his new suit and a little added software he was ready. At least as ready as he could be without proper experience. So, he went out into the night. And not long after he'd decided to begin his heroic journey, Jonathan met Matt. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Notes:

• Jonathan has a habit of taunting and joking around while in the field. Not really smart when you're as inexperienced as he is.
• He could be described as a class clown, although some wonder if this is his an act because of how smart he can be when he gets down to business.
• Jonathan has a computer AI. Computerized Onboard Regulatory Assistant, or C.O.R.A. for short.
• Jon doesn't flirt, but sometimes the way he talks or acts can be misconstrued as such because he does compliment and speak casually around women. However, under any semblance of actual romance he is about as awkward as could be. He could get girls. Doesn't mean he does. A ladies man he is not.
• He actually really likes science and engineering, often tinkering with new possible arrow heads to add to his trick arrow arsenal.
• Jonathan, with help from his guardian John Diggle, designed and customized a hover motocycle he calls the Bolt Cycle, named after the ammunition of crossbows.
• He calls John Diggle "Pops."
• He will give all genres of music a try, even country, but his favorite songs typically range along the lines of rock or hiphop. most of all though you are likely to find him listening to dubstep remixes of popular songs. Any remixes really.
• He has a dog named Sparkplug.
• His favorite food is fried chicken.
• His Red Arrow alter ego has a social media page that he typically posts random or stupid thoughts from. Currently at about half a million subscribers.

Relationships

| Terrence "Terry" McGinnis | Batman |

| Mentor | Relationship Status |

"No doubt the dude is becoming a legend. He took the mantle, the legacy, and he's made it his own. Being trained by him is awesome. Pops is pretty awesome in his own right, but he's definitely not in any condition to train me like this, or how he wants. Wonder if I can get some more one on one time."

| Mathew "Matt" McGinnis | Robin |

| Leader | Deceased |

"I didn't know Matt too long. He was cool and the idea of building a team was great. But I don't know, part of me feels like his mind wasn't in the right place. At least when he started. Batman may be in charge, but me an him were close in age. Call it naive, or optimistic or even stupid. I felt like we could really change things if we stuck together. Not just me and him. All of us. Wonder if I give people the same feeing..."

| Gloria Latham Catherine "Katty" Walker | Phantom Girl |

| Teammate | Relationship Status |

"Most of the time Katty's distant at best. Can't say I blame her. Probably doesn't help that I keep my identity a secret either. Guess a guy with issues opening up shouldn't really talk about the openness, or lack there of, of his teammates."

| Carmelita Garcia | Accel |

| Teammate | Relationship Status |

"What is there to say really? She's awesome. I just wish I could fix the little problem she's got with her powers. It's gotta be hell. Maybe if I create a head piece or something to take audio and visual and speed it up for her... Hmmm... I don't know. Definitely worth looking into."

| Calvin Lennard | G-Man |

| Teammate | Relationship Status |

"I can't say I really know G all that well. He's cool I guess. No reason to dislike him, far as I know. I can't say I'm at a point where I'd trust him with the Secret ID though."

Titans 2043: Heroes of Tomorrow

Took a bit longer, and it could definitely be better, but there we go!
As promised I am getting us started and I thank you for all your patience.

Titans 2043: Heroes of Tomorrow

Red Arrow

Friday, July 30th, 2043
4:30pm - 2 Hours and 30 Minutes Before Training.

Red Arrow sighed as he looked down over the streets of the city, Blüdhaven, which he currently called home. Much like Gotham, the city had taken on a feeling of perpetual night whether the sun was in the sky or not. It could have been attributed to the budding high rises or the industrial smoke and fog that had come to cover the skies in the past decade or so. There was a plethora of abandoned warehouses, night clubs, and many other areas that would make the perfect stages for criminal activity. The young man couldn't help but worry. With the forward movement of time came a sort of degradation of what should have been great cities. Blüdhaven, Gotham, even his old home Star City, should have been much cleaner. But, with the decline of heroes, even the most historic of cities had become overrun with the petty lowlifes following in the footsteps of super villains and criminal masterminds of the past.

"Help!" The hero was yanked out of his thoughts. A cry from a victim of a crime in progress. He took a second to focus himself. "Somebody please!" Another shout from the same person. If his estimation was correct it was roughly two blocks away. There was a struggle and he was sure he could make it.

"C.O.R.A., activate Bolt Cycle." He commanded his operating system through a remote transceiver in his mask. "Send it to my coordinates. I'll need it soon." Red Arrow spoke calmly as he jumped off the ledge of the final roof. The mugger had finally managed to yank a bag away from a relatively young woman.

"Stop!" She cried as the young vigilante drew and fired an arrow. The head drove into a side of the nearest building, and utilizing a wire connected to it Red swung down. He landed in a roll before coming to a halt in a crouched position. He drew another arrow and took aim for just a moment before releasing it. About halfway between it and the intended target the head of the arrow burst releasing a bolas. It wrapped around the legs of the perpetrator prompting him to stumble and drop to the ground. That gave Red Arrow the time needed to run over to him.

"What the hell is this? Who the..." Before the mugger could go any further Red knelt down and punched him in the face, knocking him unconscious.

"I'll be taking that." The vigilante spoke, using a modulator to disguise his voice, calmly as he grabbed the purse and quickly returned it to the woman. She began to try and thank her young hero as he began to tie up the petty crook and alerted the authorities.

"Get home safe ma'am." He finally spoke to her as his motorcycle pulled into the alleyway. Without another word Red Arrow pulled the helmet off the hover bike and grin sliding it on over his head. He smiled under the helmet, running his gloved fingers over the sleek body of his bike. With help from John he'd been able to customize it from a basic frame they'd purchased. Retractable wheels, and a "manual" mode, gave it a slight edge over other bikes and hover vehicles currently ruling the streets. Should systems malfunction he could use it as his father and grandfather before him had.

He took a moment to rev the engine before shooting off. He had only gone out to patrol because he knew that he'd had some time to kill before the Bat would arrive at the Titan base. He honestly couldn't wait. Training under John's tutelage had been great and he'd most certainly come far, but with Batman, with the Titans, there was more he could do without fear of hurting his teacher or having to really solely on drones and simulations.

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Friday, July 30th, 2043
6:30pm - Thirty Minutes Before Training.

Red Arrows engine could be heard for a brief moment as he pulled into the base via a secret entrance into the underground of an old abandoned arcade in the historic district of Neo-Gotham. He whistled cheerfully as he cut it and pulled his helmet off, setting it to rest on the seat. He was all set to train some more today. He knew a few members of the team lived in the base, which meant they were likely here unless they had taken the time to go out like he had.

Still, he turned to grab a small stack of four pizza boxes off the back of the bike. He chuckled still imagining the look on the face of the pizza guy when he went to pick up the order he'd had C.O.R.A. place. "Hey guys! Anybody here?!" He called out as he walked into the main area of the base. "I brought pizza!" He added gleefully holding the pies up above his head.

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Upstarts: A Katekyo Hitman Reborn! RP

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YOSHIAKI

"Let's play a little game."

_NAME

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Yoshiaki Sugihara
Yoshi for short.

_AGE

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17
He's barely even out of high school

_GENDER

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Male
Yes, he is indeed a guy.

_APPEARANCE

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Basically
Yoshiaki is roughly 5’8” tall with a mess of short black hair adorning his head. His eyes are lie somewhere on the line between brown and dark brown. He generally sports one of two expressions; a scowl or a grin/smirk. Furthermore, Yoshiaki works to maintain a muscular, yet lean physique. He maintains a relatively casual look which is generally in line with the uniform of the Vongola (albeit customized to fit his tastes). He has a tendency to wear his Kokuyo uniform and/or gym clothes when his usual outfit(s) are unavailable.

_ORIGIN

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Kokuyo High Gang
This gang of delinquents is led by and filled with students who attend the town of Kokuyo's Junior and Senior High School. Neighboring the town of Namimori it's members were once scattered and uncontrollable save for one period of time before Yoshiaki's reign, though it was a much smaller group. Generally, Yoshi leaves them to fend, and make decisions, for themselves. However, if the need arises he may call them together, whether it be for him or another members personal wishes.

_PSYCHOLOGY

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Personality
Contradictory, cautious, crude, informal, and somewhat lazy are all words that could be used to describe Yoshiaki Sugihara. Although he is intelligent he rarely focuses on anything that doesn't interest him. The young man lives walking along the line of boredom and excitement. This is because he can often find fun in training, sparring, missions or other activities. However, when left with nothing to do he will generally be seen with a bored expression on his face. Thus, he’ll act out to satiate said boredom, whether it be through the use of a video game or through the berating of his friends and allies. Still, though it can be rather annoying, it is all in good fun.

Additionally, where Yoshi is concerned one must note his general indifference towards society, or rather people, as a whole. Save for a few people he doesn’t quite care what happens to those outside of his circle of friends or family. Yet, despite his biases towards people, he maintains what can only be described as a hero complex. Couple that with a somewhat skewed idea of justice and you've got a fighter willing to stick his neck out for people he doesn't know.

Yoshiaki is driven by a need for entertainment and a bit of attitude. He can be a jerk. He doesn’t filter himself unless necessary and hardly shows respect towards authority. He doesn’t go out of his way to rebel against those in a position of power, but doesn’t quite care to be told what to do either. When he sets his mind on something he can get be pretty stubborn and typically doesn’t stray from his decision.

Goals
There was a time when Yoshi's singular goal was to do as he pleased without worry of what those around him might say. However, over the past three months he has undergone a sort of transformation, small though it may be. He wishes to move forward and become powerful. He wants to prove his worth and rise through the ranks a respected member of the Vongola, for what he has learned it could be and for what he has learned it once was. Regardless, Yoshi isn't the type who would proclaim such a thing. His goals are his own and nobody else's. He still wishes to do as he pleases, but their is more purpose in his mind. And that has given him something he never thought he would have.

Doubts
Although he is typically confident in himself and some of his allies Yoshi fears betrayal. He knows all to well that those who should be your closest allies, those who should be dependable and those who should protect you can and likely will surprise you. He doubts anybody would lay their life on the line for him and though he can act without thinking doesn't believe he'd be able to do so for them either. The only notable exceptions might be his sister and mother. He is also conflicted over his wants. The higher he climbs the more responsibility, the more responsibility, the less likely he'll be able to do as he pleases.

_HISTORY

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The Parents
Yoshiaki was born in August to an Italian/Japanese mother and Japanese father. The two had fallen in love while his mother, Analise, was on vacation in the town of Namimori visiting family. Junichirou, Yoshiaki’s father, was a young man having finished college. He was just beginning his venture into the corporate world. As impressed as Analise was with his vigor and drive to improve himself, the things that made her fall in love with Junichirou were his values and the strong sense of family she got from him.

Junichirou was kind and gentle. He was always there when she needed him. It was why she was able to happily retire and focus on her life with him. They married, and moved to Kokuyo. Soon after they had a son. They named him Yoshiaki Sugihara. And not long after that, they had a daughter, Ami Sugihara.

Early Life
For the first 7 years of his life Yoshi was fairly happy. He’d been given a younger sister when he was two, and though he was young, he’d taken to being an older brother fairly easily. They were inseparable. The same couldn’t be said for their parents though. Junichirou had been working longer hours, spending more time away from home and hadn’t been paying much attention to his wife or kids. When they did see him he was quick to brush them off. He’d taken to drinking, something Analise had long made clear she wasn’t happy with at home. She accepted work obligations, but he’d been bringing liquor home more often. She hit her breaking point when Junichirou, in a drunken stupor, accidentally spilled a glance on Ami.

The young girl cried as her mother carried her out the door with Yoshi’s gripping her mother’s waist tightly. Yoshi and Ami, ages seven and five respectively, were unhappy to say the least. Their parents were splitting up and their father was fighting for custody. He had a small team of lawyers backing him, he did have the money to pay for them after all, while their mother only had one. She’d been retired for years, with not much saved up. Even the help she was getting was at the behest of her family, and a benefactor unknown to Junichirou, from her former life.

The dispute was settled, albeit Analise was unable to maintain custody of both of her children. She was able to keep Ami, but Junichirou’s team of lawyers was able to garner custody of Yoshi. The young boy kicked and screamed, but there was nothing else that could be done as far as legal means were concerned. Each parent was allowed visitation. Weekends would alternate; Yoshi would stay with his mother and sister one week and Ami would stay with him and his father another. Junichirou still spent much of his time at work, but he’d sobered up a bit in his home life with Yoshi. The boy spent more time with his father, and though he resented the man for some of the things he’d done, he still loved him.

The first year was a cake walk. Things had gone smoothly, and Junichirou had gotten better. However, on the eve of Yoshi’s eighth birthday his father came home. He was crying, and he reeked of liquor. He’d lost his job. He spent the next few days holed up in his room. Yoshi could fend for himself for the most part feeding himself microwave dinners and eating snacks. Under normal circumstances this would have been a child’s dream. Until his father began skipping the weekends Ami was meant to come over. Junichirou began to complain. He complained about his luck, his inability to get a job and even the fact that he had Yoshi to worry about. It had only been about half a year, but even as young as he was Yoshi spoke up. Junichirou lashed out, smacking Yoshi. The boy rubbed his cheek looking up at his father who seemed as shocked as he was. Yoshi ran to his room after that, but this was a turning point between the two.

After that moment the bond between Yoshiaki and his father became strained to say the least. After an initial period of avoidance between the two, things only managed to get worse. Yoshiaki’s father took to releasing his frustrations on his son. As if trying to justify himself he would argue his standpoint. He was doing this for Yoshi’s benefit, to make him stronger, to prepare him for the cruelty of the world that awaited him.

Yoshi continued visiting his mother. It was simple to hide his bruises. Junichirou made sure not to leave marks anywhere that couldn’t be easily hidden. Yoshiaki, had developed a bit of a complex. He didn’t want to worry his mother or Ami. He kept it a secret. Even now he doesn’t understand why. This went on until he was 11. One day, in an argument with his father, Yoshi tried to fight back. He was much smaller than his father, and far from the fighter he is today (though you can likely attribute this to his father).

Adolescence to Present
Coming to blows, Yoshiaki was more bruised up than normal. When he went to visit his mother she couldn’t be anything other than shocked. All the same, he didn’t tell her what was going on. Perhaps it was just his own stubbornness. He lied. He was playing with dad. Still, Analise couldn’t except that. She had no choice but to once again contact her former employers, the Vongola. At her behest a young representative was sent to investigate Yoshiaki and his father. He watched for the better part of a month before reporting the situation. Analise couldn’t believe her child wouldn’t feel safe enough to tell her what happened. She felt even worse she had no idea until recently even though it had very likely been going on for a while.

As Analise sobbed, the order was given to take Junichirou out. Options were weighed. They could have gone the legal route, but that would have been a drawn out, costly event. Even then, it would have been quite possible for him to get to the children, or possibly try to fight for them back. It was also clear that he was becoming quite more unstable as time went on. He was working a dead end job, showed no motivation for improvement and was getting more volatile as time went on.

Junichirou was placed under watch. With his life and behaviour as it was, it was very easy to make things out to be a suicide. The note was left, Junichirou’s handwriting forged perfectly. There was one small snag in the plan though. Junichirou had been meant to be found by a neighbor, but was found by Yoshiaki instead while making a trip home to fetch something. He had just turned 12 a few days before finding his father’s lifeless corpse. He was shocked, scared, and yet confused all the same.

Yoshiaki lived with his mother from that point on, always unsure of himself and other aspects of his life. He grew to lead the delinquents of his hometown Kokuyo. He was distant from his mother, but always there when his sister needed him. He grew stronger if nothing else. And then, two months ago he met a man. He’d recognized him from various visits he’d made to his mother over the past few years. This man would recruit Yoshiaki into the Vongola, his mother serving as the link between him and the underworld. Though she wasn’t quite happy, she knew the Vongola would take care of him and it could be good for him as well.

And so, the story continues...

_FLAME

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Sky Flame
The characteristic of this flame is "Harmony" which allows the Flame's wielder to synchronize with his or her surroundings, open other Flames' Box Weapons, and to also merge other Flames with itself.

_ASPECTS

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Skill Probe: Although Yoshiaki himself is a bit unsure of the origin of this ability, he appears to be able to analyze and understand the inner workings of various techniques used by enemies and allies. Using it he can plan against enemy attacks, attempt to predict the movements of his opponents or even assimilate such techniques into his repertoire. This would only work on a superficial/physical level (I.E. if he watched somebody used an attack that made use of storm flames, he could recreate the attack, but he couldn't copy the storm flames or its attributes).

First Rate: Yoshiaki is what could be described as a Natural Born Hitman. Fast reflexes and an athletically-conditioned body give him a natural advantage over other ordinary people. He is a quick learner, easily picking up on things others may take a long period of time to simply understand. It is most likely due to this that he is able to display such prowess in and out of combat whether it be assessing a situation or an individual.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

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Dying Will Mode: A mode that can be taken when a person is shot with a Dying Will Bullet or when swallowing a Dying Will Pill. While in this mode, Yoshi feels as though his body is breaking, yet he is prepared to take on anything. As is typical he also becomes unafraid of his body being destroyed. In Yoshiaki's case, he ingests a Dying Will Pill which uses the pressure he faces during a crisis to externally remove his body's limiters. He then uses his increased strength and renewed confidence to fulfill his dying will, which is the last thought he regretted before swallowing the pill. Because of the nature of the "transformation" Yoshiaki has been given special made clothes which will not be destroyed by the power exerted by the Flames of Dying Will leaving him completely naked. Finally, Yoshi began training to remain in Dying Will Mode for extended periods of time. Currently, he is capable of maintaining the form roughly between 5 and 10 minutes (the time also depending on Yoshiaki's physical condition and the conditions of his "goal"). Still, the toll this takes on his body is great and he often tries to use it only in the most dire of situations.

YoSu Style Martial Arts: Yoshiaki, throughout the course of various fights since he was young, has developed his own style of martial arts. He is not a traditionally trained combatant in any sense of the word, which likely attributes to his heavy reliance on instinct and (hopefully) unpredictable attacks. Overall, Yoshi is a street fighter, a brawler really, who learns from his allies and enemies alike in order to assimilate the techniques he comes in contact with into his own style. Some techniques include:

• YoSu Style: Hurricane - Yoshi launches a succession of kicks. He starts off by going for swift low kick, followed by a kick to the gut, then a high jump kick, before ending the attack with a heel drop. As the rotation speed picks up, Yoshi gains buoyancy, which he uses to shift into gradually higher attacks. In order to stretch out the attack and go for bigger damage he may use his Dying Will Boots to increase the speed and height of his attacks and opponent; a move aptly named the “YoSu Style: Great Hurricane.”
• YoSu Style: Morning Peacock - Yoshi starts by kicking the enemy into the air. He then jumps into the air in a distinctive stance and begins punching the enemy repeatedly. Generally, the punches are rapid, set ablaze by the Sky Dying Will Flames. Combined with the sheer speed and force of the punches a peacock-like fan of flames is created around the opponent. Once the attack is finished, the enemy will be sent crashing back to the ground, covered with the Sky Flames.
• YoSu Style: Rock - Yoshi focuses the Sky Flames around his fist and releases it as a punch engulfed with the flames in their most destructive form. Rock is a close range attack of immense powere. The more Yoshi “charges” it the stronger it becomes. However, it can be extremely risky because it involves him lowering his defenses for the chance to launch such a powerful attack.
• YoSu Style: Dragon’s Wing Attack - Yoshi rushes forward against typically two or so opponents. He typically employee it by first grabbing the targets' heads. While doing so, he produces a large stream of Sky Flames from each arm, which offers the opportunity to burn his opponents while he throws them either far away behind him or into other enemies. The flames take the rough form of a pair of dragon's wings, thus the name of the attack. Yoshi can also add addition blunt force to the attack by striking his opponents after the production of the flames in order to send them flying.

_EQUIPMENT

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Dying Will Pills: This is an item similar to the Dying Will Bullet yet slightly less potent. Therefore, when swallowed by Yoshi, this pill produces a slightly less powerful Dying Will Mode. As it is more convenient than the Dying Will Bullet, he typically carries around a small container of them.

Combat Grade Dying Will Boots: Special boots that allow the user to propel themselves around and levitate in the air by emitting their respective Dying Will Flames from the soles of the boots. Yoshiaki owns a special pair made specifically to withstand, and be utilized in, the rage of battle.

C-Rank Sky Ring: Although not of the highest grade, Yoshi carries around a sky Ring necessary for channeling his Dying Will Flame and opening box weapons.

Battery Boxes: Yoshi typically carries around two of these special boxes which are used for storing Dying Will Flames for future use.

Sky Gauntlets: Yoshiaki uses what is essentially a Vongola Standard Storage Box to carry around his set of custom Sky Gauntlets which are specially designed to channel Dying Will Flames. The glove is a black mesh like material with a slightly worn (from hours of training) silver metal, albeit a bit darker in color, layered over it to protect and cover him. In their entirety the gauntlets reach up Yoshi's forearms, ending just below his elbows. The gauntlets are sleek in design, clinging to his toned arms, likely to minimize weight and make for quicker movements. Although, they are mostly simple in design gauntlets are embroidered with the Family Crest of the Vongola Famiglia resting over the dorsal surface of each "hand."

Lupo di Cielo: This is a box animal owned by Yoshiaki Sugihara which takes the form of a rather large, female Gray Wolf he affectionately calls Holo. Generally, the Sky Flames lie passively over the fur of this beautiful, beastly wolf giving it a faint aura matching the color of the soft Sky Flames. When enraged, generally attributed to the emotional state of Yoshiaki, the flames flare up giving Holo an appearance of flames lacking corporeal form. In combat, his fangs and claws can make use of the Sky Flames to add to their destructive capabilities. Most notable though is the power of this mighty beast's howl. Infused with the Sky Flames ability of Harmony this howl can encompass a wide area and can also serve as a signal or beacon to alert others.

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

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Family
Ami Sugihara | Sister
Ami is Yoshiaki's beloved little sister and the most important person in his life. Messing with her would incur the wrath of her older brother, and just about every delinquent in the vicinity if you are in Kokuyo. Yoshi sees her as innocent, a ray of sunlight in the mess of his life that he must protect at all costs. He tries to call or at least message her somehow often to make sure she is okay. He also video calls her every once in a while. Additionally, she named his Wolf box animal after the female lead of her favorite anime.
Analise Sugihara (Formerly Analise Hattori) | Mother
Analise is Yoshiaki's mother. Although he loves and cares for her, part of him is suspicious of her. Since the death of his father he has always had a small suspicion that she may have been part of it. The suspicion has only grown stronger since he learned about the Vongola and a bit of her past in the underworld. He feels that he could at least get past his feelings of resentment towards her if she gave him the answers he needed.
Junichirou Sugihara | Father (Deceased)
Junichirou is Yoshiaki's late father. For a while after the man's death Yoshi couldn't help but resent, if not hate him, because of the latter end of the time they spent together. It was a relationship built on aggression, but as time passed Yoshi came to accept it. He may occasionally bad mouth his father, but he won't allow anybody else to do so while in his presence.

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Supporting Characters
Manuel Robino | Recruiter/Family Friend
Manuel is a long time friend of Analise. He was a liaison between her and the Vongola and served as the representative who investigated the situation between Yoshi and his father. Yoshi is unaware of this, but is suspicious of him and his mother all the same. Still, even if Yoshi's suspicions prove to be correct, he doesn't harbor the same feelings of resentment against Manuel as he does his mother. He was a subordinate acting on orders. Still, Yoshi maintains a playful bond with him, taking pride in stressing the Vongola veteran out and running him through the ringer every now and then.
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Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

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I want to formally apologize to all of you. I've lost my inspiration this time around and I'm honestly not sure where to go. As far as a team goes, you guys are the best I could have asked for in terms of players and loyalty. This is completely on me and I take full blame for letting you all down because you guys deserved a better GM u.u