Hannya
Name: Finn
Contact information: cultistshadow@hotmail.com
Role Seeking: Searcher
Character's name: Hannya
Age Upon Entering/At Death: Unknown
Age Now: 25
Race: Demon- He is like a human just with deathly and ugly features.
Appearance: His skin was born a strange yellowish grey, which instead of smooth was coarse and irregular. His eyes where pure yellow with no pupil or iris, strangely he could see only thermal so he could not see color or detail of objects just if items were hot or cold which is one thing that could be an advantage and disadvantage. Besides that face he was very medically skinny and would often give off the impression of a skeleton. Even his face with high cheekbones and with the skin being thin and pressing tightly on his face it gave the perfect impression of his skull. His teeth were interesting instead of have two canine teeth he had all of his teeth pointed like canines. To add to the freak show his fingers and toes were longer then most and could rap around something easier then normal human appendages could. He is seen in his devil mask that only sometime shows his yellow eyes but is usually seen only as darkness. He wears a dark red suit that seams to strangely change colors to become darker or lighter depending on the light, if he goes into a shadow it turns black, if he steps into a lot of light it will become bright to the certain surroundings.
Personality: Hannya is a rough guy; he is pure hatred and evil. He will stand for no pity and foolishness and will get to the point. He hates to make others do his dirty work because he loves the feeling of someone dieing by his hand. He will not take failed but instead death. Even at his age he is wise and very powerful, he does not look down on his allies and friends but sees them as a equal until they fail or anger him. You can say something in a tone that will make him dislike you but he will try to ignore to a point. He is loyal to those whop are loyal to him and but he will not go as fare as to trust anyone. He has no friends and will be no friend as he has just associates. Love is not an option for him and his identity is everything to him.
Biography: Hannya was thrown into his second life deep in the pits of hell. He could not remember what he did or how he died. The devil was making a deal with him giving his a second chance and second life but as a hero that no one would praise. He was reborn disfigured and discarded. His skin was born a strange yellowish grey, which instead of smooth was coarse and irregular. His eyes where pure yellow with no pupil or iris, strangely he could see only thermal so he could not see color or detail of objects just if items were hot or cold which is one thing that could be an advantage and disadvantage. Besides that face he was very medically skinny and would often give off the impression of a skeleton. Even his face with high cheekbones and with the skin being thin and pressing tightly on his face it gave the perfect impression of his skull. His teeth were interesting instead of have two canine teeth he had all of his teeth pointed like canines. To add to the freak show his fingers and toes were longer then most and could rap around something easier then normal human appendages could. He was unable to eat normal fresh or cooked food without going through extreme pain and would vomit uncontrollably. Apart from this he was able to jump at an extremely un-human level. He was quicker then any kid and able to run faster, climb quicker, jump farther, and could win every time at hide and go seek though no child would want to play with him.
So apart from having to be so horrid he would never be loved and having amazing talents his life was normal. His mother tried as hard as she could to love him but it was too hard for her. She was forever scared to have another child and Hannya’s father was already gone as he saw Hannya just out of the womb saying he was a devil and that he wasn’t finished and he should go back in. So with an unloving mother and no friends Hannya tried to live the best way he could. Helping out in the fields and doing his homework from the teacher who could not bear to look at him, the teacher that asked his mother for him to be taken out of school but his mother disapproved seeing she could not teach him anything. Though Hannya was not very smart he had a good spirit and he would try harder if something were difficult or confusing. Many times he would get beat up called “The Living Skeleton” or “Zombie Boy” he told his mother as he came home with a black eye a busted lip but all she seamed to do was nod sadly and go off to do a unneeded task.
One day his mother took him on a field trip the whole way there she cried. When Hannya asked why she was crying she did not answer. They took the family land speeder up onto the cliff side. Hannya got out looking over the land and the beautiful sunset that was happening at that very moment. Hannya’s mother came behind him putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. Hannya looked up at his crying mother trying to make a smile while not showing his shape teeth hopping to cheer her up of her unknown sorrows. But when she looked down at him al she did was say “Sorry”. Hannya was confused. “Sorry about what?” he asked still making out a smile. And with his last word she pushed him. He stumbled one foot on the edge turning to his mother before falling backwards looking at her as she cried on her knees making out the word “Sorry” over and over. He fell, tumbling to the bottom hitting rock after rock. Somewhere along the way he blacked out. He knew he was dead.
He thought his second life would soon end aswell. He was not sure why he had been given new life instead of just coming into the world again the same as he was before. It was his curse. But he was not dead. He woke up and was able to carry himself to shelter. It was a quick recovery and he was glade to be able to move around once again. As soon as he could stand he was started to training. Relying on sound, touch, and smell he trained. First it was just small time work, many times the work had a twist in it like a wall he must climb over or a rope to climb. He was soon strong, smart, and quick and ready for real training. He soon trained in swordplay. He used blades and swords of all kind. Fighting wild animals with weapons he had never would have dreamed of in his entire life. Soon he was fighting, running, sneaking, stealing from the villagers in town and the baron that lived on top of the old mountain.
One day he was caught by on of the guards being only 16 at the time he was easily lifted off the ground by the large Gran bodyguard that looked down at him in surprise. Using a few marshal art moves he was able to release himself and soon lash out at the guard and kill him using a shortened sword. It had been his first major kill and many hoped to be his last. For ever guard that died, every document stolen, every time property was broken of the Barons he would take it out on the villagers in town having public displays of him and his men killing off villagers one by one. He was starting with the old and was soon going down in age. Soon some of the men in the town helped Hannya. They killed more and more of the Barons guard each day getting closer to the Baron. Though they did not think he would be able to kill them all soon enough they still where frightened of him. Hannya became more into his training each time getting harder and each time his life was just a slip of a sword away. Soon enough more then half of the town’s men came to aid Hannya. Though they all wore masks and could not see Hannya many thought him as just a ghost. This time they were aiming to kill the Baron. But the Baron was ready.
The group of civilian’s gone ninja soon attacked the baron’s home from the steep side of the mountain. They entered the castle soon killing off many of the guards. But when they got into the thrown room the room was packed with weapons, using special weapons with gunpowder and ninjas to match their skill. None of the ninja were trained like Hannya was and then again many of them were trained by Hannya’s own teachings. Many of them quickly were able to take out the weapons and ninjas but many died in the process. The offending ninjas were the worse quickly defeating the prepared ninja. Hannya was able to sneak off running after the baron soon catching up with him and grabbing him by his throat. Then he took out his knife and killed him with no pity, no realization of what he had done. He had lost his conscious he had no little voice in the back of his head he killed without it telling him anything. His training, his hard work, his kills all lead to this and now he was a cold-hearted killer. Though now there was nothing stop him from doing as he wished there was nothing to tell him if it was bad or not.
So returning to his home he found all his stuff was gone, all his work gone. All that was left was a sack full of money, three swords, arm guards, and a night suit and a devil mask. He took these items and left for the major city. He left his life there but he was not sad. He became a trained assassin, as the small ninja group that had helped him was heard of no more as they turned back to normal citizens.
He became one of the night. He did not move in the shadows he was the shadows. And for a number of years he was the hero never praised, never known, never loved. Sometimes he was the bad guy and when he was he was seen as a devil, and that is what he was, his curse, his pain. No one was to see his face; he was never to trust one never to have a friend and never to be one. He was a seeker at heart and a demon in appearance. A curse, a torture, a doom.
Powers, if any:
Shadow: He is able to blend into the shadows
Jump: He is able to jump over 5 times the height of a normal human.
Speed: He can run at extreme speeds knowing to be able to run as fast as a dog or wolf
Illusion: He is able to make people seam like things are happening that they aren’t, for example there are two of him or more, or maybe when he is punching that his arm extends.
Weapons, if any: Darts, Tanto (knife), Stars,
Additional information: Edited by: Hannya at: 8/1/07 4:17 pm
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Alright, let's get down to business, shall we? I like the character--especially the appearance of the character--but the profile could be cleaned up a little bit and some areas made clearer. As for now, it will be accepted. I feel that during the course of time that you roleplay here at Second Chances you will grow; we all use boards as stepping stones to better our writing, here's another one for you. =)
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