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Basics
Name: Wafer D. Kite
Epithet: TBA
Race: Human
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Kite stand at roughly 5’10” with a relatively muscular build. He is a handsome young man sporting a head of short, dirty blonde hair (although whether that is natural or a result of his work) and simple brown eyes with flecks of yellow scattered throughout the irises. He can often be seen wearing the same clothes, as he doesn’t typically shower if he has thrown himself into his work (a common occurrence). He doesn’t wear very flashy clothes, but the same can’t be said for his designs or his personality. Finally, there is his blue and gray bandana he typically keeps tucked into his back pocket, though he wears it whenever he gets to work or gets serious. Overall, Kite is a picture of health (though he is by no means healthy).
Position: Shipwright
Bounty: 3,000,000 Beli (Various acts of Piracy)
Jolly Roger: Kite’s jolly roger is a skull with two screws between the teeth on the right corner of the mouth almost like cigars. There is also a gray and blue bandana wrapped around the head of the skull. Rather than bones forming the cross typically positioned behind the skull, the place is taken by two oversized wrenches.
Background
Ambition: Kite wants nothing more than to see the world. He wants to meet new people, see new animals, eat new foods, and drink new drinks that he could never hope to discover on the shores of his home. He's a born adventurer. One such goal in particular is to eat and possibly help create the spiciest of all foods possible (though it is possible he may already be quite there with his chili).However, there is more to the young man than just that. As a shipwright, talents and hope fostered throughout the years of his life meeting pirates and other individuals, he wishes to design, build and maintain a ship to take him and anybody he might join across the vast seas of the world.
Likes:
- Spicy foods
- Sweet foods
- All foods
- Smoking
- Exploring
- Fighting
- Gambling
- The smell of oil
- The smell of gunpowder
Dislikes:
- Being nagged
- People taking his stuff
- People talking shit about his designs or the things he builds
- People talking shit about his friends
- The actual explanations for things he technically knows
Quirks:
In a world full of oddities Kite is most certainly no exception to the rule. The following are his primary "afflictions:"
Additionally, he has a habit of sleep poking, which is a habit in which he will leave his bed or wherever he is sleeping in order to find and poke somebody or something. He is afraid of dehydrated fruits and vegetables. He believes they are unnatural and they are the only food he is okay with wasting. Though if he doesn't know they are there he won't care. His signature laugh is "Greeahahahahahaha."
Material Infatuation - For whatever reason, Kite tends to freak out when he sees new or interesting items. Ships, weapons, toys even. If it catches his eye it is unlikely you’ll regain his attention without doing something drastic.
Informational Insta-Sleep - Although something of a talented genius in his own right, Kite has to study and work hard for all of his skills. However, one might find that in trying to explain things (whether historical, scientific or anything else) to him he may instantly fall asleep with no regard to time or place.
Mythological Infatuation - Kite has a somewhat unnerving love of all creatures he has never seen or heard of, particularly creatures of myth. It is enough to distract him, make him do stupid things or just act like a curious fool. At the top of the list are dragons.
Informational Insta-Sleep - Although something of a talented genius in his own right, Kite has to study and work hard for all of his skills. However, one might find that in trying to explain things (whether historical, scientific or anything else) to him he may instantly fall asleep with no regard to time or place.
Mythological Infatuation - Kite has a somewhat unnerving love of all creatures he has never seen or heard of, particularly creatures of myth. It is enough to distract him, make him do stupid things or just act like a curious fool. At the top of the list are dragons.
Additionally, he has a habit of sleep poking, which is a habit in which he will leave his bed or wherever he is sleeping in order to find and poke somebody or something. He is afraid of dehydrated fruits and vegetables. He believes they are unnatural and they are the only food he is okay with wasting. Though if he doesn't know they are there he won't care. His signature laugh is "Greeahahahahahaha."
Personality: Kite is a driven individual. Adventure, freedom, and the feeling of the winds above the sea as he sails aboard a vessel of his own design. More than anything, this is what Kite wants to achieve one day and he is anything, but quiet about that dream. Additionally, he is anything but lazy. He boasts confidence in his designs whether they be ships, weaponry or any other manner of vehicle or technology.
Kite is also quite proud of his skills as a shipwright, mechanic, and carpenter. The young man will never waiver in faith when it comes to the things he creates or those he has decided to put his trust into. He is strong willed, if not a little too headstrong. Kite doesn’t let up when he puts his mind to something unless given a very good reason.
History:
Wafer D. Kite was born to a single mother who owned a bar on a small island barely even noticeable on any map. The island, known for the crops it cultivated as well as alcohol said to be the finest in all of South Blue, was a cornucopia of pirates who needed rest. Its people could have been considered criminals, but most officials wouldn't bother stopping by and if not for pirates among other criminals and sea goers the people would likely be at a loss. It was their largest means of trade and currency acquisition after all. The people of this small island were rather content.
Kite's mother, Marisol Kline, owned the most popular bar on the island. In an island said to brew the best liquor in all of the South Blue, she claimed to make and serve the best brew on the island. This was a claim widely backed up by a multitude of patrons. One such patron, a pirate by the name of Wafer D. Solas, would often visit her establishment in the hopes of procuring a number of barrels of her particular brand of booze and in order to see her. At least that was what he said. He always made time to speak with her, to get her anything she might need before he was off again. Many people who knew the boy's father mention that it was only a matter of time before their infatuation grew into love and that love grew into Kite.
He was born under a full moon, the sky filled with stars, clouds seemingly nonexistent. He doesn't know much about the circumstances of his birth beyond that, and the fact that his father had indeed been there. Not long after though, Solas departed, setting sail as he always did. Mari awaited his return, but this time he didn't. No news of his death or capture had been reported. And yet, weeks, months, years passed. Kite's mother was dejected, worried, fearful for what had become of her love. These feelings were directed at Kite. She was protective of him, sheltered him, and pushed him to learn things that she felt would lead to various opportunities in life. She feared he would go down the same path as her lost love and did her best to keep that from happening.
When Kite was 7, his mother married a man who'd begun to frequent the bar. Kite came to learn that he was a bounty hunter, albeit retired. The man respected her feelings for Kite's father. He was kind. He cared for both of them and helped anyway he could. This was especially helpful for the young man as he’d been helping his mother cook and clean around the bar. With some time freed up, he was able to begin focusing on some of the things he wanted to. Kite had watched ship after ship arrive on the island. He watched countless weapons and many manner of item be used by pirates and bounty hunters alike.
The young boy couldn’t help but take an interest. That was when he began teaching himself all about the things he found so wondrous. He watched various shipwrights work on ships at the port, he asked them questions, he learned from them. Kite was a sponge and he was soaking up everything he could. The truth was that he couldn’t get enough. And so, one day when he was 10 he found himself working alongside a regular at his mother’s bar. The man was trusted and skilled, and always told Kite how much he reminded him of his own son.
The man remarked on Kite’s skill given his young age. That was the beginning of Kite’s journey as a shipwright. Over the next few years, Kite worked all the time with shipwrights, engineers and inventors alike. Some things just came so easily to the young man, and yet he couldn’t help but work day and night. Any chance he got to practice his skills he took. Any chance he got to talk with one of the visiting shipwrights, he took.
It wasn’t until he was 14 that he took up art. He used was told it would help him train his fingers, and keep up his skills when he couldn’t work with actual tools and machinery as he liked. At 15 he took up learning to cook from his mother. He couldn’t help but enjoy any activity he got in which he could work with his hands. He found his knack to be working with spicy foods. Various sailors even took to using his food, particularly his chili, as a way to challenge each other. His mother even used it as a special monthly event.
Kite wouldn’t leave home until he was 17. His mother wasn’t happy, but somehow Lennox managed to convince her to let go of the young man so that he could follow his own dreams. With a bit of help, Kite built a small ship to sail and gathered up a number of supplies to last him hopefully until he was able to reach another island and restock. He remembers the day before he left better than anything. His mother, in tears, gave him a blue bandana that had belonged to his late father. It was worn and beat up, but she'd taken care of it, and even patched it up using a piece of gray cloth Lennox had provided from an old torn up uniform from his bounty hunter days. It was simple in design, but it quickly became Kite's most treasured item.
Over the next year and a half Kite gathered a small crew of individuals of like minds. There were 6 of them in total, which led to a small upgrade in their vessel, much to Kite's dismay as he was no long sailing on a creation of his own. However, he quickly grew to love his crew's ship and them as a whole. They gained a notoriety, although they weren't the evil pirates the World government painted them as. They faced a number of small time enemies themselves until they came face to face with John Krabbe. Perhaps they had gotten a bit cocky with a string of small victories, but Kite's friends were decimated. They were all young, himself included. One friend, a devil fruit user was left to sink into the sea. Another was suffocated by Krabbe after being caught in the grasp of his claw. The other three succumbed to their wounds after a battle with the Shrimp Brigade. With "Dead or Alive" statuses all around the state of the crew didn't matter much, especially when they didn't let up when given the chance to submit.
Kite was sufficiently broken at the loss of his friends. He wished to continue to fight until the end, but was quickly subdued by the Brigade and Krabbe. Roughly three weeks have passed since the fight. Krabbe has yet to collect his payment leaving Kite kept just nourished enough not to be dead in the brig of his ship.
Kite's mother, Marisol Kline, owned the most popular bar on the island. In an island said to brew the best liquor in all of the South Blue, she claimed to make and serve the best brew on the island. This was a claim widely backed up by a multitude of patrons. One such patron, a pirate by the name of Wafer D. Solas, would often visit her establishment in the hopes of procuring a number of barrels of her particular brand of booze and in order to see her. At least that was what he said. He always made time to speak with her, to get her anything she might need before he was off again. Many people who knew the boy's father mention that it was only a matter of time before their infatuation grew into love and that love grew into Kite.
He was born under a full moon, the sky filled with stars, clouds seemingly nonexistent. He doesn't know much about the circumstances of his birth beyond that, and the fact that his father had indeed been there. Not long after though, Solas departed, setting sail as he always did. Mari awaited his return, but this time he didn't. No news of his death or capture had been reported. And yet, weeks, months, years passed. Kite's mother was dejected, worried, fearful for what had become of her love. These feelings were directed at Kite. She was protective of him, sheltered him, and pushed him to learn things that she felt would lead to various opportunities in life. She feared he would go down the same path as her lost love and did her best to keep that from happening.
When Kite was 7, his mother married a man who'd begun to frequent the bar. Kite came to learn that he was a bounty hunter, albeit retired. The man respected her feelings for Kite's father. He was kind. He cared for both of them and helped anyway he could. This was especially helpful for the young man as he’d been helping his mother cook and clean around the bar. With some time freed up, he was able to begin focusing on some of the things he wanted to. Kite had watched ship after ship arrive on the island. He watched countless weapons and many manner of item be used by pirates and bounty hunters alike.
The young boy couldn’t help but take an interest. That was when he began teaching himself all about the things he found so wondrous. He watched various shipwrights work on ships at the port, he asked them questions, he learned from them. Kite was a sponge and he was soaking up everything he could. The truth was that he couldn’t get enough. And so, one day when he was 10 he found himself working alongside a regular at his mother’s bar. The man was trusted and skilled, and always told Kite how much he reminded him of his own son.
The man remarked on Kite’s skill given his young age. That was the beginning of Kite’s journey as a shipwright. Over the next few years, Kite worked all the time with shipwrights, engineers and inventors alike. Some things just came so easily to the young man, and yet he couldn’t help but work day and night. Any chance he got to practice his skills he took. Any chance he got to talk with one of the visiting shipwrights, he took.
It wasn’t until he was 14 that he took up art. He used was told it would help him train his fingers, and keep up his skills when he couldn’t work with actual tools and machinery as he liked. At 15 he took up learning to cook from his mother. He couldn’t help but enjoy any activity he got in which he could work with his hands. He found his knack to be working with spicy foods. Various sailors even took to using his food, particularly his chili, as a way to challenge each other. His mother even used it as a special monthly event.
Kite wouldn’t leave home until he was 17. His mother wasn’t happy, but somehow Lennox managed to convince her to let go of the young man so that he could follow his own dreams. With a bit of help, Kite built a small ship to sail and gathered up a number of supplies to last him hopefully until he was able to reach another island and restock. He remembers the day before he left better than anything. His mother, in tears, gave him a blue bandana that had belonged to his late father. It was worn and beat up, but she'd taken care of it, and even patched it up using a piece of gray cloth Lennox had provided from an old torn up uniform from his bounty hunter days. It was simple in design, but it quickly became Kite's most treasured item.
Over the next year and a half Kite gathered a small crew of individuals of like minds. There were 6 of them in total, which led to a small upgrade in their vessel, much to Kite's dismay as he was no long sailing on a creation of his own. However, he quickly grew to love his crew's ship and them as a whole. They gained a notoriety, although they weren't the evil pirates the World government painted them as. They faced a number of small time enemies themselves until they came face to face with John Krabbe. Perhaps they had gotten a bit cocky with a string of small victories, but Kite's friends were decimated. They were all young, himself included. One friend, a devil fruit user was left to sink into the sea. Another was suffocated by Krabbe after being caught in the grasp of his claw. The other three succumbed to their wounds after a battle with the Shrimp Brigade. With "Dead or Alive" statuses all around the state of the crew didn't matter much, especially when they didn't let up when given the chance to submit.
Kite was sufficiently broken at the loss of his friends. He wished to continue to fight until the end, but was quickly subdued by the Brigade and Krabbe. Roughly three weeks have passed since the fight. Krabbe has yet to collect his payment leaving Kite kept just nourished enough not to be dead in the brig of his ship.
Combat Specialties
Skills and Abilities: Kite boasts the following:
- Shipbuilding/Engineering/Tinkering - Kite is a skilled shipwright among other things. However, while he boasts incredible skill, asking him to explain the minute details of his work would be unwise as it’s very unlikely he’d be able to do so in a manner that is understandable.
- Wrenchmanship - Kite is a skilled combatant when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, but his preferred method of combat is to use the two huge wrenches he carries around. Wrenches to Kite are like Swords to a swordman.
- Spice Cooking - Kite is fairly brilliant in the kitchen, at least in regards to spicy foods. According to many who’ve eaten some of his spiciest dishes, just one bite could bring them to tears. A fishmen once took a bite from a bowl of chili made by Kite and claimed to have been almost completely dehydrated.
- Artistry - Despite his rough behavior and aggressive demeanor, Kite is quite skilled when it comes to art. He practices thinking it’s important and helpful to maintaining his skills, especially in regards to the more minute details.
- Strength - Kite is quite strong due to hours, days, months of working on ships. Heavy lifting, hard work and a number of other factors have led to strength almost unnatural for a normal human being.
- Strength of Will - Whether in the thick of combat or in the mundanity of life, Kite sports a never say die attitude. Even if he would be tortured he wouldn't give up his comrades. And backing down from a challenge is a rarity.
Devil Fruit: N/A
Haki: N/A
Gear: Kite carries around two greatly oversized wrenches, often carried on his back. He also has a multitude of screws, bolts and nuts around his waist.along with a few other tools he keeps just in case he needs them and in order to fight if necessary.
Fighting Style: Kite is a close range fighter through and through. He focuses almost exclusively on aggressive offense. He rarely holds back, but that can leave him open to attack if he lets up. He still manages to power on through.
Techniques:
- Hook Slam - Kite hooks the jaws of the wrench around his opponent (neck, waist, arm or legs depending on the person) and then uses it to jerk them around him and slam them into the nearest wall or the ground. Also works in the air.
- Hammer Throw - Kite spins and uses his momentum to throw the wrench at his opponent. Typically, he aims the ring end of his wrench to deliver a powerful blunt force blow to his enemy, but on occasion he may also utilize the jaws to further pin the enemy down if aimed correctly.
- Bullet Haze - Kite tosses up a number of screws, nuts or bolts into the air. He then proceeds to use one of his wrenches like a bat to strike and launch them at his opponent. Due to his strength, they typically fly at the enemy with the speed of bullets.
Nakama
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A pirate’s life for me! Pirates are so cool.