Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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7 yrs ago
Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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8 yrs ago
Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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Hail Hydra!
Bio
Do not go gentle into that good night By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Akki is a loner, he cares little for other Ghouls; and certainly less about the humans. He spends most of his time on his own, walking through the streets and hunting late at night. He tries to hunt only the bad people in society for food, as it would most likely keep the CCG off his back slightly longer; but if he killed a few innocents to satisfy his hunger then so be it. Their lives didn't matter. All that mattered was his own life and anybody he may come to care about. He is highly intelligent, often using the fear of his enemies to his advantage and setting traps for his prey. He has nothing against killing his fellow Ghouls either, as a few of the missions he took from Hydra's Nest involved killing another Ghoul. Akki sees the world for the cold place it is, and knows that only the strong will survive. The compassionate and caring ones are those who die first, so he makes no attempt to pretend to be one of these people. Don't mistake this armor though, as below the surface the boy is very much so a Romantic, and even quite shy at times. He is also extremely loyal to those he cares about, and will do anything to protect them. All one has to do is pierce through this emotional armor the boy is also horribly scarred from his past, resulting in physcotic episodes when a trigger is hit. As a result of he these, he has little to no regard for life beyond his own and those he cares about. Killing others is merely a means to an end. Nothing more.
~~~History~~~
Akki has been alone ever since he could remember, ever since the day he watched the real monsters of the world strike out and take his family away. When the boy was merely five years old, his parents had been found by an investigator and were both systematically dispatched. Akki barely managed to escape from the Dove and managed to survive. However, his survival was thanks to him finding a Ghoul who helped the young boy because he knew his older brother. Ever since that fateful day, Akki has felt he owed Hydra's Nest as a whole and his brother in particular (They've met a few times and actually get along). So he began to take the odd job from them in order to help the cause, anything from killing rival ghouls to killing humans and bringing them back as food. On one of these missions a boy training to become an investigator saw Akki killing a man, and so Akki mounted an assault on the boy's home to kill him and save Akki's identity. While this op was a success do to the trainee's lack of a Quinque, however it nearly cost Akki his life whenever he realized that the boy's father was an investigator, and attacked the Ghoul just after he claimed the trainee's life. Needless to say, Akki escaped by igniting the man's furniture in their house and jumping out a window; the boy simply hid in a nearby dumpster for the next four days before he was fully healed. Upon the fourth day, when Akki climbed out of the dumpster the boy met Kisa, a young human girl who lost her parents much the way Akki had; and due to this similarity the girl managed to punch through his numbness and kindle his caring side. However, he had to avoid joining Hydra's Nest in order to protect the girl now; as she was not a Ghoul. So the two lived together as Brother and Sister for many years, until tonight. The two had been out shopping for clothes for Kisa (Akki decided not to tell her that he had killed a man and taking his money for this), when they were cornered by a man near a small cafe in the 20th Ward. When they wouldn't surrender, the man shot Kisa in the head; blowing it clean off the little girl's shoulders. If only he had known exactly what hell that would bring upon him. Now the boy let his inner Ghoul out, watching as the man tore off into the cafe where only one worker seemed to be there. Fine then, Akki could play a game of cat and mouse.
~~~Occupation~~~
* No Job
~~~Ward of Operation~~~
* 20th Ward
~~~Rating~~~
* A-Rated
~~~Organisation~~~
* None, but he does "favors" (Certain jobs they don't want linked to them) for Hydra's Nest
~~~Rank~~~
* N/A
~~~Kagune Type~~~
* Rinkaku
~~~Kagune Appearance or description~~~
* The Rinkaku takes the shape of a standard Kagune of its type, but is colored a deep blue. He has a total of Four appendages which can be sharpened by focusing the RC Cells that make them up, thus flattening the Kagune but making it very sharp. Akki's Rinkaku are nimble and able to wrap around things with ease as well as carry the boy. Not to mention their strength, but like all Rinkaku they have the flaw of being brittle.
~~~Special trait~~~
* Akki's Rinkaku is unique in that the RC Cell makeup of the Kagune allows for Pyrosis; or in simpler terms he can cover his Kagune in ghostly blue flames at will. This would cause burn damage to those he fights and provide a good advantage. The downside is the stamina drain, the fire on his Kagune makes it exceptionally weak so a decisive strike would destroy it; although causing severe burn damage to whatever broke it. Akki is also unable to move at any pace faster than a run with the flames active, as this would extinguish the flames, and then he would be left stunned from the sudden extinguishing and be open for an attack for a brief few moments. (NOTE: His Flames can be extinguished by water, they just require an unusual amount of water to do so).
~~~Other~~~
* "Smoking is bad M'kay?" * Akki is the younger brother of 'Leviathan' (Phobos said I could) * Akki is not afraid to die * Akki is secretly a romantic, although horribly shy when it comes to romance. * Akki is certainly not against killing anything that would bring harm to those he cares about. * Akki wears black often, and looks Badass doing so. * Phobos said the special trait for le Kagune is okay in PM. *Theme Song: Natural Born Killer by Avenged Sevenfold
Ryuu stood there, staring straight ahead as the chief spoke, and the boy knew at least a few of those were directed at him. So be it, Ryuu didn't care what the chief or any other damn person thought about him wearing a mask; he was going to wear the thing. Whenever the Chief began to bark about them getting to know each other, Ryuu simply stared blankly ahead. Wonderful, I'm expected to get to know these people. There is no point, I only need to know their skills and their tactical merit. But whatever, this is training I guess. He thought to himself and mentally sighed. Whenever the command was given, Ryuu B-lined to Sage's position and let his hand slide into hers. A side effect of being sociopathic as it was called, was that whenever Ryuu managed to feel full feelings; they were much stronger than they would be to a normal person. So his love for Sage was a bit strong and was a 'clingy' boyfriend but the boy frankly did not care. Others be damned, she was his girl and that was all that mattered. "I don't see the point in talking to others. Why bother getting attached when most of us will be dead by this time during the year we are actually in the field?" He asked Sage, his eyes studying hers carefully as he tried to discern whether or not she was holding up okay.
The boy watched Sage carefully as they stood in the middle of the crowd of trainees moving around to meet each other for the first time. This was pathetic, and of course Ryuu was also watching to ensure none of them took a peek at Sage in any manner other than just seeing who is around. He would kill any bastard who tried to hit on her.
[center][b][u]Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas[/u][/b]
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-u">Do not go gentle into that good night<br>By: Dylan Thomas</span></span><br><br>Do not go gentle into that good night,<br>Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br>Because their words had forked no lightning they<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br>Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br>And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br>Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br>Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.</div></div>