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Post by [.karasu.] on Sept 12, 2007 15:06:37 GMT -5
Name- Shiro Giman
Age- 19
Date of Birth- May 26
Homelands- Ancient Japan
Race- Part Kitsune/divine/human (even 3-way split)
Class- Former Samurai, currently a semi-pacifist Monk
Final- -=White Deceit=-
[White Deceit; Shiro’s namesake. An illusionary technique, this final has yet to be overcome. This is used only when Shiro knows there are no other options, or, for some reason, he simply has to get away. With a large exertion of his deepest, inner magic, Shiro attacks the opponent mentally. Whether it’s flying, swimming, or even blind, the enemy cannot shake the affects. The world around them will spin and spiral, tip and turn, and the colors and images will blend into each other, creating a nauseating mix. And then, everything becomes completely silent, and the colors turn white. During this stage of the final, the ‘victim’ can neither move nor speak; sometimes not even breathe if they are abnormally weak of mind. If Shiro is unusually desperate, a white fox shall appear from the nothingness and approach the opponent. The creature will then transform itself and the surroundings into whatever the person fears most. Of course, none of this is real, but it feels as real as anything. After experiencing White Deceit, the opponent, usually, either vomits or passes out. By that time, Shiro is long gone.]
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{Weapon information}
(The Eighth Tail)
A katana with a purple, hair-splitting blade. A simple mistaken touch could give someone a painful gash. The blade itself is an intense purple with the edges serrated along every few inches of it. Measuring roughly around four feet inn length, not including the hilt, and with gold snaking designs along the metal, this is Shiro’s only ‘solid’ weapon. The hilt and sheath are colored with an earthy red and gold, and they have skulls running along them.
[This is the weapon Shiro’s entire fighting style is based around. Though he now only carries it with him for sentimental purposes, Shiro used to be known as Pa-puru Shikon, the Purple Fang. Endowed with strong white magic, the blade served as a focus point for Shiro’s power.]
{Armour Information}
(Elegant Kimono)
A satin kimono made of deep purples and maroon. One look and you can tell it’s very ‘royal’, for lack of a better word. Lavender tassels hang down in random places for simple decoration.
[Shiro’s kimono doesn’t protect against direct hits, per say, but it gives him slight protection against magic-based attacks. The chances of it failing are higher than of it succeeding.]
{Accessory Information}
None
{Physical Description}
(As a Kitsune)
Almost always seen in his fox form, Shiro comfortably mingles and interacts among others as a voiceless, four-legged beast. He has seven tails and rich, russet eyes that seem to shine with an attracting red. The fur decorating his lithe figure is pure white, with light flecks of accenting grey on the very tips of his longer layer of fur. This form is extremely useful. While in his fox-like façade, Shiro’s agility, speed, and senses increase significantly, making his life much less complicated. He’s found that people seem to find this form much easier to not quarrel with.
(As Shiro)
Very rarely seen, this side of Shiro shows his ‘human’ half. Matching the fur of his kitsune’s pelt, Shiro’s hair is a silvery white, very long, and very smooth. His eyes are a deep, chocolate brown, and they always seem to be soft and easy to fall into or become reassured by. He has fair skin and stands at about six feet. As a result of his fighting style, Shiro’s body is slender and not more-than-averagely muscular. No, he’s not scrawny, but he believes brute strength is very low on the priority list… if it’s there at all. Shiro’s usual attire consists of a loose, satin kimono with elegant designs and a white trim. It hangs open in the front- his chest- before securing at his waist. The sleeves enveloped his arms when they hang by his sides, but this gives his fighting style a very graceful feel to it. He wears white cloth socks and gold colored sandals. A piece of cloth- almost like a scarf- that has detail to match his kimono is decorated with a strip of white fur. This fur, of course, came from a white fox of his home region. A traditional katana his strapped securely to his waist, which transfers to his back when he is a kitsune.
{Background}
Shiro’s background is… slightly complicated. Many, many, many, many, many years ago, he lived as a divine power- considered a god in some places- and lived literally above his land. He belonged to a royal, powerful family of divine powers, who had for generations watched over the land and guided the people. After some time- five hundred years to be exact- Shiro, only ‘pre-teen’ in one sense, decided this was not the life he wanted. So, with permission from the higher powers, Shiro was able to keep his own immortality and birth rights while living among his people. He became trained in the noble art of the Samurai. He received his first name- gods never really had names, only those the people gave them- which meant Purple Fang in his native tongue, or Pa-puru Shikon. This name was revered, sometimes feared, all across this ancient land of what is now known as Japan. A valued warrior, he found this way of combat and war was his life, what he wanted.
But alas, as he matured- about another century- he experienced a dramatic lifestyle change. Death and pain was not what he wanted, ever, at all. Bloodshed and turmoil helped no one. And so Shiro, then Pa-puru, retired his life as a renowned Samurai and returned to ‘life above’. From then he vowed to obtain peace in his land, never again to pick up his sword in anger or vengeance. He was now devoted to life as a monk; peaceful lifestyle, harming no one. But since when do teenagers know what they want in their lives? Eventually, Pa-puru craved the land once again, but this time, the higher powers were not so ‘kind’, shall we say. They told Pa-puru that if he wished for life among the people, he must be as they are. Reluctantly, but with confidence, Pa-puru agreed to these terms; to become mortal, lose his birth rights to the divine powers, and never again return to his skyward home.
As Pa-puru made that life altering descent to mortality, he was granted a parting gift; he wasn’t disliked among the divines, not at all, but they knew that Pa-puru was too undecided to fit the life they had. As his gift, Pa-puru was allowed to keep his skills, his enchanted sword and ‘heavenly’ attire, and the ancestral power of his family line. Power of the white kitsune. Under normal circumstances, Pa-puru would have received the power and nine tails, but since he gave up that life, the ninth, most powerful tail was taken away. And the power of the eight tail was melded into his katana. The final words he heard of his family, were the blessing of a new name. ’From now on, you are Shiro Giman. Take your new, mortal name and live your life slowly. You no longer have centuries ahead of you, only behind you. You will hurt and fall ill, and eventually die, where you may return to us as a mortal soul.’
Content with the thought of this new life, Shiro traveled in his fox form all over the world, seeing as much as he could. Three years have passed since that extraordinary day, and now Shiro has stumbled upon Twilight Moon Academy, where he wished to experience life as a student.
{Pictures}
Shiro, Human Form
Shiro, Kitsune Form
The Eighth Tail
Age- 19
Date of Birth- May 26
Homelands- Ancient Japan
Race- Part Kitsune/divine/human (even 3-way split)
Class- Former Samurai, currently a semi-pacifist Monk
Final- -=White Deceit=-
[White Deceit; Shiro’s namesake. An illusionary technique, this final has yet to be overcome. This is used only when Shiro knows there are no other options, or, for some reason, he simply has to get away. With a large exertion of his deepest, inner magic, Shiro attacks the opponent mentally. Whether it’s flying, swimming, or even blind, the enemy cannot shake the affects. The world around them will spin and spiral, tip and turn, and the colors and images will blend into each other, creating a nauseating mix. And then, everything becomes completely silent, and the colors turn white. During this stage of the final, the ‘victim’ can neither move nor speak; sometimes not even breathe if they are abnormally weak of mind. If Shiro is unusually desperate, a white fox shall appear from the nothingness and approach the opponent. The creature will then transform itself and the surroundings into whatever the person fears most. Of course, none of this is real, but it feels as real as anything. After experiencing White Deceit, the opponent, usually, either vomits or passes out. By that time, Shiro is long gone.]
----------------------------
{Weapon information}
(The Eighth Tail)
A katana with a purple, hair-splitting blade. A simple mistaken touch could give someone a painful gash. The blade itself is an intense purple with the edges serrated along every few inches of it. Measuring roughly around four feet inn length, not including the hilt, and with gold snaking designs along the metal, this is Shiro’s only ‘solid’ weapon. The hilt and sheath are colored with an earthy red and gold, and they have skulls running along them.
[This is the weapon Shiro’s entire fighting style is based around. Though he now only carries it with him for sentimental purposes, Shiro used to be known as Pa-puru Shikon, the Purple Fang. Endowed with strong white magic, the blade served as a focus point for Shiro’s power.]
{Armour Information}
(Elegant Kimono)
A satin kimono made of deep purples and maroon. One look and you can tell it’s very ‘royal’, for lack of a better word. Lavender tassels hang down in random places for simple decoration.
[Shiro’s kimono doesn’t protect against direct hits, per say, but it gives him slight protection against magic-based attacks. The chances of it failing are higher than of it succeeding.]
{Accessory Information}
None
{Physical Description}
(As a Kitsune)
Almost always seen in his fox form, Shiro comfortably mingles and interacts among others as a voiceless, four-legged beast. He has seven tails and rich, russet eyes that seem to shine with an attracting red. The fur decorating his lithe figure is pure white, with light flecks of accenting grey on the very tips of his longer layer of fur. This form is extremely useful. While in his fox-like façade, Shiro’s agility, speed, and senses increase significantly, making his life much less complicated. He’s found that people seem to find this form much easier to not quarrel with.
(As Shiro)
Very rarely seen, this side of Shiro shows his ‘human’ half. Matching the fur of his kitsune’s pelt, Shiro’s hair is a silvery white, very long, and very smooth. His eyes are a deep, chocolate brown, and they always seem to be soft and easy to fall into or become reassured by. He has fair skin and stands at about six feet. As a result of his fighting style, Shiro’s body is slender and not more-than-averagely muscular. No, he’s not scrawny, but he believes brute strength is very low on the priority list… if it’s there at all. Shiro’s usual attire consists of a loose, satin kimono with elegant designs and a white trim. It hangs open in the front- his chest- before securing at his waist. The sleeves enveloped his arms when they hang by his sides, but this gives his fighting style a very graceful feel to it. He wears white cloth socks and gold colored sandals. A piece of cloth- almost like a scarf- that has detail to match his kimono is decorated with a strip of white fur. This fur, of course, came from a white fox of his home region. A traditional katana his strapped securely to his waist, which transfers to his back when he is a kitsune.
{Background}
Shiro’s background is… slightly complicated. Many, many, many, many, many years ago, he lived as a divine power- considered a god in some places- and lived literally above his land. He belonged to a royal, powerful family of divine powers, who had for generations watched over the land and guided the people. After some time- five hundred years to be exact- Shiro, only ‘pre-teen’ in one sense, decided this was not the life he wanted. So, with permission from the higher powers, Shiro was able to keep his own immortality and birth rights while living among his people. He became trained in the noble art of the Samurai. He received his first name- gods never really had names, only those the people gave them- which meant Purple Fang in his native tongue, or Pa-puru Shikon. This name was revered, sometimes feared, all across this ancient land of what is now known as Japan. A valued warrior, he found this way of combat and war was his life, what he wanted.
But alas, as he matured- about another century- he experienced a dramatic lifestyle change. Death and pain was not what he wanted, ever, at all. Bloodshed and turmoil helped no one. And so Shiro, then Pa-puru, retired his life as a renowned Samurai and returned to ‘life above’. From then he vowed to obtain peace in his land, never again to pick up his sword in anger or vengeance. He was now devoted to life as a monk; peaceful lifestyle, harming no one. But since when do teenagers know what they want in their lives? Eventually, Pa-puru craved the land once again, but this time, the higher powers were not so ‘kind’, shall we say. They told Pa-puru that if he wished for life among the people, he must be as they are. Reluctantly, but with confidence, Pa-puru agreed to these terms; to become mortal, lose his birth rights to the divine powers, and never again return to his skyward home.
As Pa-puru made that life altering descent to mortality, he was granted a parting gift; he wasn’t disliked among the divines, not at all, but they knew that Pa-puru was too undecided to fit the life they had. As his gift, Pa-puru was allowed to keep his skills, his enchanted sword and ‘heavenly’ attire, and the ancestral power of his family line. Power of the white kitsune. Under normal circumstances, Pa-puru would have received the power and nine tails, but since he gave up that life, the ninth, most powerful tail was taken away. And the power of the eight tail was melded into his katana. The final words he heard of his family, were the blessing of a new name. ’From now on, you are Shiro Giman. Take your new, mortal name and live your life slowly. You no longer have centuries ahead of you, only behind you. You will hurt and fall ill, and eventually die, where you may return to us as a mortal soul.’
Content with the thought of this new life, Shiro traveled in his fox form all over the world, seeing as much as he could. Three years have passed since that extraordinary day, and now Shiro has stumbled upon Twilight Moon Academy, where he wished to experience life as a student.
{Pictures}
Shiro, Human Form
Shiro, Kitsune Form
The Eighth Tail
