About time I used one of these...

DarkiusHeavenstein · Apr 17, 2017

"Do not mistake kindness for weakness, for I am kind to everyone. Yet when someone is unkind to me, weak is not something they will remember of me"

Hiroki Nakano
Zodiac Warrior of the Dog

FC: Jin Akanishi

The Basics The Appearances Digging Deeper Those Warrior Details That Little Extra Relationships

Name
Hiroki Nakano

Nicknames
Hiro
Naka
Rookie (both a play of his name, as well as his 'inexperience'. People at the training camps used it and it kinda stuck to him)

Age
32

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
So far asexual

Crush
Only unnecessary distraction

Relationship
He sees no need for romatical or sexual interests
Hair Color
Black

Eye Color
Dark Brown

Weight
64 kg or 141 lbs

Height
1.76m or 5'9"

Piercings, tattoos, scars
He has some scars on the soles of his feet. (He used to be cut there as a punisment for making sound while walking)
Personality
Hiroki is a very diligent male. He doesn't mind putting effort in something and likes to help out people. Whether this are stangers or close friends, he tries to help everyone as good as he can. He can be a tad bit overprotective, definitely of those he cares about. He is also someone who is always ready to sacrifice himself for someone else, definitely those who are innocent or those who mean the world to him.

He is loyal to the bone. He would never betray those he cares about. If you have his word, you can rest assured that he will keep his promise. He has a strong feeling of justice and would never go against what he feels is honorable or just, no matter what is at stake. Yet authority can easily influence him and even slightly brainwash him into seeing things differently.

He shall hardly ever tell a lie to friends, even if the truth may be painful. He believes that being honest and true is one of the greatest virtues there is. Yet that doesn't mean he can tell the most beautiful lies there are in order to keep people safe. He has a great eye for detail, which helps him to never get caught within those stories he makes up.

Despite being very friendly and seemingly open, he has a hard time letting people in. He seems to always be on his guard when it comes to his personal thoughts and feelings. If discussing tactics he will always think about the greater good, rather than what would be best for him and this he can also apply to personal situations.

Biography
He grew up as the oldest son to a simple farmers family. Two years after him a second son was born, quickly followed by a third one a year later. They lived rather peacefully. Never had much, yet never had it bad either. They had enough to live from, they had a house big enough to hold them all and beds to sleep in. However when he was eight, that all changed when the crops had gone bad... The harvest was just enough to feed them and on top of it his father had become ill. He did what he could to make up for that loss, but being just an 8-year-old there was not much he could do...

One day in town, trying to exchange the few crops they had for some bread and meat, he heard that they were recuiting for young boys to help at the stables. After listening some more, he figured out that the payments that would be more than enough to help his family. Every month they would be paid a little bit, yet enough to help them buy the food and other stuff they needed to survive this horrible harvest. Not thinking much of it, he went to add his name on the list, only to be laughed at because of his young age. Disappointed he went home, yet determined to ask every day until they would accept him.

After a week of going back and forth, he finally got his wish granted. He got his little sack of coins and some time to say goodbye to his family. Yet, he didn't dare to say anything at home. He just silently let the money behind the next morning, before slipping out of the house to never come back. He would be one less mouth to feed, and one less life to worry about for his parents. Yet he made the promise that one day, one day he would return and he would make all the worries of his family go away. With that in mind he started his life at the stables.

Work was hard, it was too much for an 8 year old really. Yet he didn't give up, he didn't give in. He did everything to keep up with boys that were 4 years older to him. He had to prove himself over and over again, often shut out by the older boys. Yet Hiroki didn't mind as he found friends with the horses and the stable cats, with the birds that stayed for a few days before they took flight again. And the closer he became with these animals, the more things he started to notice. He became better in reading their body language, and it seemed like these animals really listened to him.

Years he worked at the stables, every month dutiful sending the money he earned back to his family. Keeping only that what he really needed for himself. Many of the other stable boys had gone, given up on their tasks, yet Hiroki had stayed. After all he couldn't leave his friends behind as he had discovered a way to talk with them. Really, talk with the animals he took care off. However he made sure to keep that a secret. Yet beside that, with him becoming older and one of the most loyal workers he was allowed more freedom. He didn't have to stay in the stables anymore, he was free to roam through the buildings. And that is how he found what would soon be his new destiny.

Graceful, skillful, every free moment he spend watching the trainings of those young warriors. Taking in all of it as he secretly trained in the stables when others were not around or asleep. The cats or birds would every now and then help him by stealing little things, small weapons, things like that. It wasn't until he was thirteen that one of the warriors found him training in the stables. Again he was laughed at, and perhaps they just wanted some entertainment for themselves. Yet he was allowed to follow lessons, as long as he could prove to develop and still be able to do his work.

It was an exhausting time, yet he managed to juggle all his tasks as well as becoming very skilled at archery. Despite the laughs, the trained warriors became quickly aware of how much they had underestimated this male. And at the early age of fifteen he was already deemed ready for the saddle. The bound he seemed to have with his horse was unbelievable and within months, he made his way up the ranks to an equal level of those who had been trained and prepared all their lives.

He was sixteen when he was send out for his first mission. A group of bandits had been terrorizing the small villages and needed to be stopped. As far as they knew the group of bandits was no more than six to ten persons. So a group of six of them should have been enough. However the information seemed to be false, something Hiroki quickly found out due to listening to the forest animals. He didn't waste time to inform his higher ups, the general that was leading their attack. Yet the general ignored his words, playing it off as simple Rookie fear. And there was no way that Hiroki could show the truth in his words. The six of them were ambushed and though they fought bravely, they were no match against the twenty five bandits in waiting. Had they been fully trained and aware of the threath, yes perhaps. But not this way.

Two of his friends, his fellow warriors, were brutally killed before his eyes, before the General decided it was better to turn and come back with more force. A third warrior they lost at the training camps, his wounds too much to heal for the medics. He had lost too much blood already. Yet the story of Hiroki trying to warn the General traveled fast, and the rumors grew just as fast. How could he have known there had been more bandits than they had estimated if he had not been a part of them? He had never been truly one of the warriors any way. Yet even now he gave not up, yet he also told no one his secret. He just kept on training, perfecting his aim, his skills, everything for when they would have their revenge.

It came not much later. A few weeks tops. Ten of them against the bandits that were left. Finally the warriors had their victory and the villages and travel routes were save. All rumors regarding Hiroki were silenced and forgotten, yet still it had been decided to send him off to a different station. One where he would be able to train more, learn more. Yet also a place he would no longer be able to keep an eye on his family. Even though he regretted that, duty called and thus he was send away. He never knew how master Wiyung had found him, probably through the many stories that went around about the warrior than once had been nothing more than a stable boy. Yet none of that mattered. It had been at his 18th birthday that master Wiyung had found him.

The offer was glorious and just, yet without hesitation Hiroki had turned it down. He was loyal to his masters and generals. Yet as je was mocked throughout the day, by those who were nothing better than him despite their lifelong training, his decision was made. At night he wrote out, using the birds to locate the master that had approached him. He did not need to explain himself as he accepted Master Wiyung has his only master. Over the years and with his masters training his skills has only increased, always ready to go where his master needed him to be...

Likes
- Training his accuracy and precision
- Horseback riding
- Forest walks
- Helping others, even with the simplest things
- Taking care of animals

Dislikes
- Unjust suffering and bloodshed
- Swamps and muddy places
- Big fires
- Crowded places
- Being the center of attention

Fears
- Being blind or blinded
- Losing control over his fingers and thus the abilty to use his bow
- Disappointing his friends/fellow warriors and Master.
Occupation
- Farmer boy until he was 8
- Stable boy until he was 14
- Warrior student until 18
- Ever since he was 18 never left his Masters side

Powers
- He can instantly read animal body language
- He can force his speech on animals unfamiliar to him (yet he prefers not to)
- He can have full on conversations with animals he has befriended
- Animals seem to be more trustworthy and calmer in his presence
- He can for a short duration of time, see through the eyes of animals that are very close to him.
- He can make animals do his bidding (either by asking them to or forcing them, though he despices using the later)

Martial Art
Bajutsu
Weapons
- Yumi (Bow)
- Katana

Theme Song/s
- I AM SEARCHING OKAY (help would be nice?)

Extras?
Though he can ride every horse he wants (even the most untamed ones) his black stallion, Ikari, will never be far... This animal is trained for battle and he does not really like strangers around him. He can be wild and seemingly untamed when Hiroki is not around.
The Rat ~
~WIP~

The Ox ~
~WIP~

The Tiger ~
~WIP~

The Rabbit ~ Chih-Tui Lam
It is his relationship with Mei Lam that stands this relationship in the way. Hiroki tries to be quite indifferent towards the male, yet Chih-Tui seems to dislike him with a passion. In return Hiroki disagrees with the overprotective way this older brother acts, as he thinks it limits Mei a lot in both her own confidence as well as her ability to grow as a person.

The Dragon ~
~WIP~

The Snake ~
~WIP~

The Horse ~
~WIP~

The Goat ~
~WIP~

The Monkey ~
~WIP~

The Rooster ~
~WIP~

The Pig ~ Mei Lam
Their relationship has its ups and downs. Honestly he thinks she lets her feelings lead her decisions far too much. Yet on the other hand he also respects her for the strength to decide with her heart and soul. Even if that is not always what seems strategically the best. He often teases her, even has the special nickname Porky for her, but only because he wants her to see that she is more than she thinks and that she should be proud of whom she is. Despite how much they fight and bicker and annoy each other, he does care deeply about her.

DarkiusHeavenstein · May 4, 2017

Min Ki Jung
Park Soldier

General Looks Personal History Extra

Nickname
~ MinMin
~ Blue Phoenix

Age
22

Hometown
Incheon

Sexuality
Bi-curious

Weapon(s)
Her fists and anything with a motor and wheels

Blood Type
Bloodgroup B

Motto
"Speed has never killed anyone. Suddenly becoming stationary, that is what kills you."
Height
1.61m

Weight
50 kg

Hair
She has waist long dark brown locks. With the right light they have a very warm red brown glow.

Eye color
Dark chocolate

Build
Athletic, mostly lean mucles.

Personal Attire
She mostly shows quite a lot of skin. Yet in a classy way. Skinny jeans and hot pants are combined with crop tops mostly. Her shoes can be quite different going from the oldest converse you ever so to the highest heels you'd expect. No matter what outfit she chooses, she will always combine it with fingerless leather gloves in order to have a better grip on the steering wheel.

Scars/Flaws
~ Her nose. In her opinion it is too long for her small face.
~ Little scars. She has a few scars littering over her fingers and hands from working on the cars. However nothing too big and most of them hardly noticable.
~ She has a burn scar above her right hip from leaning against a hot car part. However it is covered up by the tattoo.

Tattoos/Piercings
~ She has an rose tattoo that covers her whole right side
~ She has a belly button piercing.
Personality
"Don't tell me what to do!"
She is quite rebellious and likes to just do whatever she wants. Yet that doesn't mean she is running -or driving- around like a mad woman, just doing whatever she desires! She knows there are rules and yes, she will most likely challenge them, but only when she feels like she can. She will not jeopardize her own or others safety. Also she is not someone you can just boss around. She will give respect to those who deserve it, yet she will not blindly follow commands. She still has a mind of her own and she will never go against her own morals. If you are in the same rank as her, don't expect her to just follow your lead, because she won't. Believe me.

"Game on, baby!"
She is a thrill seeker and danger love. If that wasn't clear from the way she loves speed and her driverstyle, you will quickly learn that from the way she always seeks for extremes. She simply loves the rush of adrenaline and the kiss of danger. Yet she is not a stupid girl and knows when it is best to leave things to the professionals or when things will get too dangerous. Barely making it out alive is okay, but she doesn't have a dead wish. This also means she loves being challenged and might try to rile some people up, but she knows when to back down from something and to stay out of too much trouble.

"Let's go for a ride"
She is easy going and quite relaxed and playful. As long as you don't try to boss her around, you will automatically be on her friends list. She is an easy chatter and just likes to have some fun with people. She can also be quite flirtatious, but hardly let's it go further than kissing and some skin exploration. She feels like the actually sexual stuff is something meant to be shared with someone special. However that is just her opinion and if someone else want to sleep with every stranger they meet, no problem. It is not her body, so not her right to tell, right?

Likes
~ High Speed Driving and Races
~ Dancing
~ Snapchatting
~ Cars and motorcycles
~ Playful bantering
~ Rock climbing

Dislikes
~ Being underestimated
~ Sexism (nothing pisses her off more)
~ The sound of nails on a chalk board or anything like that
~ Sandy places / beaches
~ Elevators

Relationships
TBE
For the outside world it seems like she grew up happily at her fathers garage shop. And actually that was not that far from the truth. However upon a closer look, one could see how the mechanic family was involved in (illegal) street racing. They did everything from fixing up cars, to giving paints jobs and every now and then she and her brothers participated in races too. Her mother often joked that she could fix a car before she could even walk and actually ... would not even say that is untrue. Even though she was the youngest child, and a girl, she was treated the same as her brothers. She had to work hard like them, get dirty like them, learn to make a living from cars like them. There were no exceptions and that might have made her a bit rough.

At fourteen she started getting into (illegal) streetracing as well. Mostly with her eldest brother behind the wheel and she absolutely loved it. The speed, the control her brother had over the car, the risks they took, the way everythign could be over with the smallest mistake and the rush of catching up with someone and overtaking them last second. At sixteen she followed her brother on the motorcycle and participated in several races, quickly gaining her own name next to her brothers, the infamous Red Dragon (thanks to the paint job on his favorite and most used race car). As soon as she turned eightteen she started racing with cars as well and quickly her name became even bigger. The Blue Phoenix and Red Dragon, brother and sister, both almost invincible, defintily when they were racing together.

It was her middle brother actually who got her into contact with the Park family. Mafia had been so far something the family had stayed away from. However her brother, not a skilled driver, decided to make his money with drug runs. Something he often asked his little sister help for if he ran short in time... or transport. So by the time she was twenty she had rolled into the Park family for real... in a quite horrible way. Her brother had been shot, by whom she still doesn't know, but she had still her car trunk full with drugs. She had agreed on one last ride... but that last ride still has to come. In the past two years not only her street race name had grown, but she was slowly climbing the ranks within the Park Family as well. Drug runs, quick escapes... they knew who to call if they needed something like that...
FC: Song Ju Ah
Hexcode: #4da6ff

DarkiusHeavenstein · May 6, 2017

Saitou, Amaya
The Host Club Accountant

General Personality Biography

Name
Amaya is a female name, meaning night rain.

Age
17

Gender
Male

Ethnicity
Japanese

Height
1.89m or 6'2"

Weight
74 kg or 163 lbs

Sexual Orientation
Bisexual

Hair Color/Style
Very deep dark brown, only in the sunlight you will see a bit auburny red color shine through his half long locks.

Eye Color
His left one is amber colored, while is right one is deep moss green

Body Build
Swimmers body

Piercings/Tattoos
None (yet)

Noticeable Scar(s)
-

Attire
Professional. Ever sicne he was old enough to walk he has worn suits. It is the only thing his father wore, who seemed to look down on those wo didn't. He has never even had anything in his closet that had not been top brand and expensive. He owns perhaps two or three jeans and some shirts for when he has to wear business casual, but no matter what he wears, his outfit will always be perfect with no faults or creases.
Distant // Arrogant // Perfectionist // Low self worth // Insecure // Helpfull // Supportive // Determined

Due to his fathers cold upbringing he never experienced love and affection, so he has no idea how to show or give this either. Having grown up with no place to call home, any relationships he started were quickly broken until he no longer cared to even tray. This leads to him having that same cold, distant demeanor of his father. Furthermore it makes him look like he is unapprochable, which does not really help his case.

His studies are everything to him and this is where he gets all his pleasure and satsisfaction from. Or at least that is why he tells others (and himself). The only reason he likes it, because he gets easy approval through it from teachers and professors. Due to his own focus on studies he tens to look down on those who are below him in grades and hardly pays them any mind.

Secretly he longs to have something more in his life than only his academics, but he hardly has any idea what it is like to have fun or do something outside of his studies. He struggles to connect with people, since he only knows how to show respect and give compliments, whether those are meant or not.

Yet despite the arrogance he seems to have and portray, he has an extreme low self worth. For without his studies, he is nothing. This is also why failure hits him so hard. His insecurity also makes him want to avoid contract so he can avoid feeling embarrassed or like he failed for he has no idea how to handle most social interaction.

His few positive traits all involve studies as well. He is absolutely willing to teach, learn and totur anyone as long as they show him that they are trying and show their effort. Towards those who try, he can be very supportive, even if he still thinks they are inferior to him. Furthermore he is very determined. If he wants to achieve something he will. However he still needs to learn theres is no shame in asking for help.

Likes
~ His Studies
~ Reading
~ Chess
~ Rainy Days
~ Animals, escpecially guinea pigs
~ Tea
~ Piercings

Dislikes
~ Mistakes
~ Imperfection
~ Lackadaisy People
~ Overly enthusiastic/emotional people
~ Chocolate

Fears
~ Failure (Atychiphobia)
~ Being bound or tied up (Merinthophobia) (also plays up when being held tightly or pinned down with no way out)

Secrets
~ He wants a piercing (several actually)
~ He truly enjoys the host club and its activities
~ Questions his sexuality towards women.

Strengths
~ Above average intelligence
~ Mathematics
~ Economics
~ Tracking and Swimming

Weaknesses
~ Social contact
~ Emotional connection
~ Team sports
The pregnancy had been an accident, an not a happy one, at least not to his father. His carreeer had just started to take off, he had to be abroad a lot or away on businesstrip and a child did not fit into his plan. He tried to convince his wife oto have an abortion, yet by the time he had her at that point it was too late. THe risk was too big, the pregnancy had been carried too far already. Adoption would be the next best option to get rid of the unwanted child.

The prognancy bore complication after complication, at least in his fathers eyes. However nothing was really going wrong, until the night of this birth, 12 May at 3AM. It had been storming outside and his father was called back from his bussiness trip while his mother took a cab to the hospital. She had not wanted to make it any more troublesome for her hardworking husband. Unfortunately the driver lost control over the wheel, or another driver did, whose fault it was did not matter. They had gotten into a car accident. An ambulance was called, yet it was immediately clear to the medical team that they would only be able to save one life. "Please, save Amaya," his mother spoke before she passed out. They managed to keep her alive long enough to give a natural birth with the help of a lot of medicine. On her deathbed she made her husmand, his father, the bussinessman promise to take care of their child.

And thus one life endedn and another had started. The nurse had brought him in as his mother let out her last breath, yet it took only one look from his father to foever dismiss him. Two different colored eyes stared up at the male from the blankets that held his son. One amber brown like his own, yet the other moss green like the wife he had just lost. "Devil's child," his father had proclaimed and at that he had started to cry. The nurses had quickly taken him away again. However his father had kept the promise he had made to his dying wife and Amaya recieved the best, yet coldest care. Nothing he did was ever good enough in his fathers eyes. and yet he never gave up on trying to get his fathers approval.

Their constant moving, due to his fathers work, did not help him with devoloping friendships or lasting relationships and ... quickly learned that all that mattered was ones achievements, that was all what you took with you in life. So he focussed on his schooling, taking all the extra classes he could, making sure he was the best. In everything. There were no expections.

However two years ago he and his father had arrived at Kikonobe, and it seemed they would stay for quite a longer period than usual. His father had been given the task to start up a thriving new company there and he was accepted into Monarch Private Academy without question. Amaya quickly picked up his studies, making sure to be top of each class and even top of his year. The first year of his stay he had went through quite some of the clubs with the same mindset of being the best, until he ended up at the Host Club.

Girls, and boys alike, seemed to enjoy those differeent colared eyes, even if they came with a cold and strict demeanor. They admired him for his academic achievements so far, as well as the athletic talents he possessed. Praise and compliments were easy given to him and apparantly the Host Club needed someone who was good with economics. That is how Amaya became not only a Host, but the Host Club Accountant as well, while slowly starting to learn how to make friends...

DarkiusHeavenstein · May 29, 2017

"When water is trapped, it will either find or carve a new way."

Jeong-Jin Tang
Zodiac Warrior of the Snake

The Basics The Appearances Digging Deeper Those Warrior Details That Little Extra Relationships

Name
Jeong-Jin Tang

Nicknames
JJ

Age
27

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
Bisexual

Crush
Miss Sharp Wit ~ Daiyu

Relationship
Single
Hair Color
Black

Eye Color
Dark Emerald

Weight
70 kg or 174lbs

Height
1.91 or 6'3"

Piercings, tattoos, scars
~ Orchid Tattoo under his left collarbone
~ Tiger Tattoo on his right shoulderblade. He got it at the same time as Nouel-Jin got his snake tattoo.
~ Tongue piercing. Very recent
Personality
Smooth and Charming
Jeong-Hui is quite a charming man. He knows how to dress himself, and he certainly is aware that he is nice to look it. He can, and will, abuse this fact when he has to, but only to get himself out of trouble or loosen up tongues in a nonviolent way. He would never do this to intentional make some fall in love with them, just to break their hearts. Even if he is often perceived as a player, or even a boy toy. Despite his charms and talks, he doesn't nearly have as much experience in the bedroom as most people think.

Sassy and Sarcastic
No matter what situation or whom he is talking to, Jeong-Hui always has a reply. He likes to throw off people with his sarcasm and humor. He doesn't even mind making jokes at his own expenses, however rarely ever does this. It is very hard to shut him up, since the Snake will always have the last word. Still he is a great mood lifter in serious or horrifying situations. You can always count on him to make you smile one way or another, even when you don't want to. However at times, he loses control of his quick tongue and makes comments he should not have made or regrets making immediately.

Persistent and Strong-Willed
Some may call him stubborn, but that is not really true. If the Snake Warrior sets his mind on something, he will reach that goal, no matter how impossible it may seem. He is resourceful and adaptive and not one to quite easily. Though he is very aware of his strong and weak points. Nothing makes him more determined than someone telling him he cannot do a certain thing. It doesn't matter how much effort and time it will take him, but he will succeed and smile while they gaze at him in disbelieve.

Patient and Forgiving
Unlike many would think, Jeong-Hui is actually a very patient person. You can insult him all you want, and he will not give you any other reaction that sassy comments back. It is very hard to annoy the male. Even if you hurt him, he will most likely just brush it off and forgive you. He always likes to see the best in people and believes they mean it in the best ways. Besides he knows how he can hurt people with his comments every now and then, so he just assumes other people do not mean their stingy comments as well. However once you reach his limit, he will be ruthless and merciless and will get to know how sharp his tongue can really be. Yet the storm won't last long, before it is back to calm waters.

Playful and Daring
He is always in for something new, for a thrill or a game. He likes to keep himself entertained as well as others. Often he looks for his own boundaries and he likes to rile up the people around him every now and then. He is a male to live on the edge and always search for that kick. He can also get great enjoyment by trying to get other people out of their comfort zones, however in harmless ways. He is always up for a challenge and if you place a bet with him, you can be sure he will keep up his part.

Biography
He was born only four minutes after his brother, and yet on a totally different day, which made him a completely different child. Where his brother was big and loud and rowdy, he was small and quiet and docile. He didn't cry much, he slept through his nights, he didn't fuzz, he didn't kick… he was the baby most parents would have wanted with his enchanting emerald eyes and perfect behavior. Even as a young child he knew just what to do to get that extra cookie, or get out of trouble, or pry that one toy from his brothers fingers. Yet on the other hand he also was the one who knew how to comfort and calm his brother, how to make him smile through his sadness and to calm him from his anger. Their powers showing in the form of their behavior already, for they were like fire and water and like water Jeong-Hui knew how to kill his brother quick temper.

Their family never had had much, but they had each other and they were brought up with love. Lots of love. However when they were around twelve, disaster struck their family. They gotten the message that their beloved father had died. Heart attack, the doctors had said, from working too hard. Their mother tried to do whatever she could, taking double jobs, turning every coin five times before spending it. Yet there were days she could not give them three meals a day and those days became slowly more frequent over the year that followed. So frequent that Jeong-Hui noticed his mother losing weight, giving up her own meals to feed them and he would sneak back food to her bowl if he thought she was not looking. Though the young male knew that was not enough and thus he went out on the streets to see how he could help.

Eventually he came across a place called Hidden Orchid (숨겨진 난초) where they were hiring males. He informed at the desk, easily convincing them that he and his twin were old enough, before he finally dragged his brother along with him. It started as an easy waiters job, yet the longer they worked there, the more they were worked into the job of a Taikomochi. Entertaining guests, storytelling, drinking with them, joking with them and everything became an everyday thing for them. Jeong-Hui had no trouble with bringing in customers and keeping clients, while also building up some regulars of his own, guests that paid extra to just be entertained by him. Around this time he also learned to fully control his power over water, something he had actually found out at a young age but never told anyone but his brother. He used it as a way to entertain, saying it were simply parlor tricks, and like a real magician never giving away the secrets. His name became familiar, and with that his group of customers only grew and he had become a specialty from the Hidden Orchid.

At sixteen he was inked. It was not about being owned by the place, it was merely product marketing. Everyone who saw that tattoo would know he worked at the Hidden Orchid and thus would come to the establishment. It also was a way to make sure rivaling places could not give him a nicer offer, so two birds with one stone. Private parties had become normal for him, he hardly ever walked like the other Taikomochi on the main floor, unless he was specifically requested there (for a certain price). And with that development rumors started to float, rumors about him doing the usual stuff that happened at private parties in back rooms. And like that he had caught the interest of their landlord. An old male who had been known for eyeing younger boys and who had more than once made his moves on him. At first Jeong-Hui denied him, but soon he heard his mother complaining their rent price had went up for some reasons. And after a few months, he gave in. And once more his brother was the only one who knew, the only one he told.

For some months it went quite well. The landlord only requesting a bit of touching, stroking, kisses, but nothing overly sexual. However his demands became more sexual, lap dances and stripping, became part of their meetings. Eventually touching and stroking down there and by the time he was 18, blowjobs had become part of his form of entertainment as well. At first one blowjob on rent day equaled not having to pay any rent. Yet that became two blowjobs… and then weekly… and then only enough for half of the rent. However Jeong-Hui kept refusing to go any further. For some time the landlord accepted that, until he came back more persistent than before. He would wait him up after work, follow him in the alleys, until Jeong-Hui saw no other option than to involve his brother. His twin picking him up when he was done, making sure he was never alone on the streets and the landlord back of again.

A few months after their 19th birthday the landlord was back full force again. And on one specific night, he had been able to call it in early night. Jeong-Hui decided to just risk it, arguing that the landlord was probably not aware of it. However nothing was less true when two alleys further he was suddenly grabbed and pinned against the wall. His throat was squeezed tight in order to stop any screams and any sounds coming from the young male. There was nothing to defend him with around and he only vaguely remembered the self-defense lessons they had had for their job. He didn't really think as he just suddenly hit towards the others throat, making the landlord stumble backwards. Yet the other recovered quickly grabbing again and pinning him again as clothes ripped. Panic and fear taking over as he tried to strike where he could, but he was no match to the older, and bigger, male. And he probably would have never been, had his brother not come to his rescue.

Neither of them had noticed a second old man watching them. A far older man, and the same man that came to talk to them a few days later. An old man they quickly found out was Master Wiyung who had just found the Zodiac Warrior of the Snake and the Zodiac Warrior of the Tiger. Two forces so unlike of each other, and yet joined by birth. Jeong-Hui did not think as he more or less immediately accepted the offer. He had made the promise to himself to make sure that he would never feel as helpless and powerless as in that alley with the landlord, and Master Wiyung was just offering him the possibility to achieve that goal. He spend long days training, working out, trying all kind of different martial arts until he had found the Eagle Claw Techniques quite fitting. Quick attacks, yet mostly meant to defend and to disable an opponent without doing serious harm. He learned to use his control over water for more than just cool looking tricks, though there is still a lot he can learn and a lot he has to perfect. He even learned how to use the skills he had picked up from being a Taikomochi for all those years in benefit for the Warriors. He could spend hours at bars, just talking and entertaining people to find out information for the Master, about trouble, about other possible warriors. And every now and then he still goes back to being a Taikomochi, yet only on the main floor and no more private parties.

Likes
~ Challenges
~ Swimming
~ Sarcasm
~ Attention
~ Ice Cream
~ Alcohol
~ Story telling

Dislikes
~ Hot Temperatures or dry climates
~ Spicy food
~ Uptight people
~ People who takes things way too serious
~ People that think they can boss him around

Fears
~ Losing his brother. Despite that they often get under each other's skin, he would be no where without his brother.
~ Heights. No idea why, but the idea of being up in the air or even on a ladder or climbing a tree freaks him out.
~ Drowning. Water may be his element to control, it also has power over him and he is afraid that at one point he won't be able to fight it and thus drown because he loses control.
Occupation
Taikomochi: the party masters who ensure that the guests have a fun time at the party by telling jokes, telling erotic tales and acting out skits, playing games and drinking sake. Jeong-Hui reputation included that he did more erotic stuff as well, but most of this is rumor.

Powers
Water Bending
~ He mostly uses in a defensive way to shield himself and others by creating high waves of water between them and the opponents.
~ He also uses waves of water to knock back enemies
~ He can manipulate currents of water to transport things, himself or others, as long as they are within his sight and the natural current is not too strong (aka he would not be able to stop a waterfall)
~ Upside: Underwater breathing
~ Downside: he can only use the available water sources
~ Downside: he will quickly be exhausted in dry areas or hot temperatures
~ Upside: he never gets wet when it rains, nor those that say close to him

Martial Art
Eagle Claw Kung Fu: known for its gripping techniques, strikes, joint locks, takedowns and pressure point attacks. This style of Kung Fu is also called Faan Tzi Ying Jow Pai, Fann Tzi Ying Jow Pai, Ying Zhao Pai, etc. According to FightingArts.com, "Eagle Claw's specialty is developing the hand grip and finger pressure to grasp, trap, seize and manipulate opponents' limbs, joints, pressure points, veins and other targets".
Weapons:
- Barbed Whip

Theme Song/s
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The Rat ~ Roulan Xu
They are playful rivals in his opinion. He is not someone to hate easily, but he will dislike her sharp tongue and quick comments. Furthermore the fact they share the same fighting style will just make him that more persistent on being better than her. This is however mostly meant to make sure he will not slack off himself, so therefore playful rivals, because deep down he does respect her.

The Ox ~ Bjarke Bjornson
The Big Friendly Giant. Being used to his brothers height, he hardly feels intimidated around this male. As long as he keeps his fingers off those battle axe. Perhaps for Jeongs own health, this would be a good time to learn how to keep his tongue down. For there will be a time the Ox does understand all the stupid shit he is saying and outrunning a battle axe…. Yeah that should become one of his other abilities then.

The Tiger ~ Noeul-Jin Tang
His older brother, his protector, his personal victim and the other way around. Even though they look and are nothing alike, Jeong couldn't live without his dear brother. Despite all the teasing and bickering, he would always have his brothers back. There has never been anything he had not told his brother, no matter how embarrassing the story. Except for maybe the crush Mei has on both of them. He believes that is not something for him to share and it is quite amusing to see how blind the two of them are. They would make an amazing couple to be honest.

The Rabbit ~ Chih-Tui Lam
He isn't really sure what to think of this guy. The rabbit always ready to protect his sister from Jeongs sharp tongue, even if he hardly really is able to. Like with Hiroki, he thinks it would not be bad if Chih-Tui would just let go for once. And if the male stopped thinking about Mei for just one second, it wouldn't be bad either.

The Dragon ~ Jun Xiao
He has no particular opinion on this Warrior. Sometimes they go well together, at other times they clash. But he has no particular feelings towards her, nor has she towards him for as far as he is aware. Sometimes he tries to pick her out of her shell with some remarks and comments, but mostly he just let's her be.

The Horse ~ Liadlaw
He adores the guy, sees him a bit as the father figure he missed in most of his life. He loves talking with the other, exchanging stories on the days when the weather is bad and they have to stay inside. Jeong has some friendly respect for the male. Beside the master, Li would probably be the only one who could talk some sense into him, or even make him listen.

The Goat ~ Dai Zhou
How to even describe what this woman does to him? There are no words that could explain her beauty, nor would any words honor her amazing personality. Even though he likes to tease her and rile her up, it is only to feel that sharp sting of her tongue. She has probably been the only person ever that has been able to shut him up within three sentences and god does he love it. However he tries not to act too much on his feelings, guarding himself from the heartbreak that many men before him had felt because of this special woman. She is so outstanding, he doesn't see himself as worthy of her attention in such a way. So teases and jokes is all it will be…

The Monkey ~ Kiyasha Yozei
He has no problems working together with her, but other than that has no further interest. Her jealousy makes him think of her as being petty, since he is used to have to share everything. Both with his brother and because he had no chance of surviving otherwise when they were younger. He furthermore dislikes her cunning behavior and sees this as something very distrusting. Around her he would be cautious and most likely try to find a way to avoid her.

The Rooster ~ Rentaro Ryunosuke
He would probably have quite a good time with the Rooster. Every now and then low key flirting with Ren, because that is just who he is. But he would see the male mostly as a good friend and someone to have fun with (in a non sexual way).

The Dog ~ Hiroki Nakano
Though he respects Hiroki, he dislikes the male for being quite uptight. The fact that he is extremely close with Dai-chan is not really helping the dog to be more likeable for the Snake. He really believes Hiroki should just let go and have fun. Maybe even getting drunk sometimes wouldn't be bad. Though it would be wise to keep the Rooster out of it then. Even if Jeong didn't judge, he liked being actually able to sleep at night and not having to listen to others getting it on.

The Pig ~ Mei Lam
In his opinion she is fun to be around. He likes teasing her every now and then. However he sees her as nothing more than a friend. It also is his secret mission to have her blushing at least once a week. Though he is aware of her little crush, he does not let that influence his behavior. To him she is simply a friend and he is not gonna treat her differently, or take some distance, because she has a crush. He is however being honest with her and hopes dearly that her crush will not develop into stronger feelings, since he would hate having to break her heart. And is secretly supporting her other crush even more because of that. His brother deserves some real love.

The Servant ~ Tae Choi
Jeong adores him and loves the flirting. Overall he helps the boy, giving him some tips on serving and flirting and whatever. He loves having Tae around and even sneaks in a kiss at a passing or a slap on the ass. He is open for anything more, but does not initiate on that, other than with words and dares. For him it is just a curious game to see how far the servant boy is willing to go. He doesn't mind giving the younger and smaller boy all the control in their games, searching nothing behind it as he merely sees it as some teaching and fun moments between them.

"Never underestimate the power of water.
It can wash away land, kill fires, ruin metal and cut through stone, while being soft, flexible and persistent."

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jun 15, 2017

"Maybe the journey isn't so much about becoming anything,
Maybe it is about unbecoming everything you are not,
So you can be who you were meant to be in the first place"

"Speak only if it improves upon the Silence."

God of Knowledge, the Moon, Measurement, Wisdom, the Alphabet, Records, Thought, Intelligence, Meditation, the Mind, Logic, Reason, Reading, Hieroglyphics, Magic, Secrets, Scribes, and Writing

FC: Maksymilian Barczak

The Basics Appearance Personality Relationships Biography

Name
"It is okay, if you do not know it... Many forget about me"
Thoth

Age
"Some stories tell I was one of the first"
Very old

Gender
"I don't see how that can confuse you"
Male

Sexuality
"I do not hate women, they just do not appeal to me"
Homosexual

Position
"I am the helper, most of the time"
God of Wisdom
The Gods Mediator
Holder of the Records
The Gods Scribe

Virtue
"I am a hard worker"
Diligence
Height
"Not as tall as some, but still quite long"
1.81m or 5'11"

Weight
"A bit under average? I admit I forget to eat sometimes"
66,5 kg or 146 lbs

Build
"Some might joke I am nothing but a bag of bones..."
He is very lanky build. He doesn't have much muscles. So no brute strenght for him. However he could, if he wanted, run a marathon perhaps.

Hair
"Annoying..."
He has some thick full curls on his head. The tips are lightblond and at the roots it start as darkblonde

Eyes
"I have been told my eyes show off my loyalty"
Honey light brown. The perfect puppy eyes, though he never seems to use this aspect.

Tattoos or Markings
"I have none for as far I am aware off"
He has a smooth untouched skin
Personality
"I am a contradiction of myself"
Intelligent, yet gullible
Thoth is without doubt the smartest of all Gods. He has extremely much knowledge and is very wise. Yet this wisdom and intelligence only comes down to booksmarts. When it comes to social interaction, his skills fail him harshly. This makes him extremely gullible. The fact that he is very trusting towards others and believes in the good of all people doesn't really help with this either.

Mediator, yet blindsided
Thoth has been the mediator between gods. He has always tried to balance out good against evil. Yet he may have always been in favor to one side, or specific one god. Now with the curse setting in, that becomes only more and more visible in his judgement. Though it may not be the first time he has shown signs of favorism towards this specific being.

Helpful, yet ignoring
Thoth has helped many many gods before. He is in fact the reason most of them had stayed alive and in one piece ofter all this time, or in some cases were brought back to one piece. Normally he'd know where his help was needed and not hesitate to offer it. Though with this curse holding him in his power he seems to forget there may be others that need his help, other than his destroyed library. Though if they would ask directly, he would still offer his help.

Hard working, yet obsessive
Thoth had always been a hard working god. Most of the time he was working, doing taxes on the side while having conversations, working on his books while discussing and debating, creating new hieroglypics while philosophing. Yet with this curse, it had made a turn for the worse. It is like he is unable to stop working, even for just an hour of sleep of a bit to eat. How could he sleep knowing so much work is left undone?

Likes
"We all have our preferences"
Writing // Reading // Studying new theories // Poetry // Puzzles
Philosophy // Debates // Questions about existence and life // Deep conversations
Mathematics // Science // Laws of Physics and how to manipulate them
Stargazing // Astronomy
Tea // Herbology

Dislikes
"And we all have our... petpeeves"
Physical fights // Combat // Wars // Blood spilling
People that are: Condescending // Judgemental // Close-minded
His own lisp
Cats (they make him uncomfortable) // Scorpions // Snakes

Strengths
"Some of the things I am proud of"
His knowledge of basically everything
Flawless memory when it comes to facts, dates and that kind of things
Debating skills
Calming people down to prevent bloodshed or fighting
Healing (though not his power)
Long term planning and visions

Weaknesses
"We all have our flaws"
Horus (definitely after the curse)
Physical combat or exercises
Seeing people true intentions (definitely after the curse)
Standing up for himself and taking care of himself

Fears
"Most of this is not unknown"
His most important works being destroyed
Losing his knowledge // Alzheimer
Fire (even candles make him uncomfortable now)
Being unable to serve the gods (aka Horus)
Losing the ability to write in whatever way
Losing his sight

Secrets
"They are called secrets for a reason"
His love for Horus (even if that will not long be a secret)
How powerful he actually is
His extreme dislike for Osiris
His adult entertainment collection revolving around Horus mostly
Loves being in the Underworld, his little place of comfort and serenity

Abilities
"Where would you like me to start?"
Gravity Manipulation
As the God of the Moon he can manipulate gravity. This means he can increase and decrease the gravity working on him or others. By increasing it the pull of gravity because stronger, thus locking him or the other in place. By decreasing gravity, the pull becomes weaker, thus giving the ability to float or jump a lot higher or decreas the impact of ones fall. He also knows the ability of 'nexus inducing'. This means he can change the point of gravity. Normally the gravity pull comes from the center of the earth, but he can change it to by example a wall, making him able to walk up walls or even upside down on ceilings. He can also make objects fall/fly to another point by manipulating gravity points of the object. He can not do this for other living beings, unless he is in direct physical contact with them. Plus he can only add his own weight to himself (thus several books, or one other person, or smaller animals he can hold in his arms)

Mathematics Manipulation
This comes forth from Thoth being the God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Measurement. He has basically focused on two sub manipulations of this, namely physics manipulation and biology manipulation. The first one gives him the ability to alter and manipulate all laws of physics (example; momentum, friction, vectors, inertia, gravity, speed etc) However he has to have full knowledge of the law he manipulates and its full effects as well as the after effects it will have and the effects on the world around him. Furthermore he is limited by having to write out the law and rewrite it before it will take effect. Biology manipulation is the ability to manipulate things on a biology level, like evolution and devolution. Thoth however only uses this for very specific body parts (aka Horus' eye, giving Isis her head back, putting together Osiris)

Literacy manipulation
This comes forth from him being the God of Writing, Scribes, Hieroglypics and the Alphabet. It gives him the ability to manipulate any written text at any moment. He can make texts dissappear or alter texts, however he must know the texts by heart. It also gives him the ability to write on anything without tools. So he can 'project' texts on walls on fresh paper and papyrus, on stone, on sand as long as he can visualize the text. This also helps him with his Glyph Creation, which on its one helps him with mathematical manipulation. The glyphs being the formulas (laws) he manipulates.

"Yes, I am a God of many aspects, yet it all comes back together"
Relationship
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Crush
Horus
"My love, my life..."
He has no idea when this had started or how it has started honestly. Yet over the years his admiration became more than just admiration. His feelings became stronger than just respect of this God. The first obvious move he had made on this was when he saved the Golden Semen Crown after Set tried to destroy it. Until now he had never dared to pursue his feelings, as he did respect Hathor as Horus' wife. Yet now with the curse mixing up everything, his crush had turned to blind dedication. He is willing to do anything and everything for just a glance of this beautiful God, so don't even ask what he would be willing to do for a kiss...

Friends
Isis
"She is unlike any other being"
The Mother of Gods. The God of Kindness, who could not love her? Thoth has been by her side as a friend for a long long time. He has helped her in her most desperate times, and would do so time and time again for the sake of their friendship. He has helped her with her birth of Horus, he has helped her when Horus was bitten by a scorpion, he had answered her pleads to save her dismembered husband, with the help of his -unwilling- sons. He had been the one to attach that beautiful head back upon those flawless shoulders. So yes, you can say they are quite close. Though with the curse, he has become aware of how little he has gotten in return...

Anubis
"A deep treasured friend and my safe haven"
He loves visiting this outcast of the Gods. Their conversations can range from simple things as the weather to the most complex existential question. Who is better to talk to about life and its meaning than the God of the Afterlife? Even though their views are drastically different, Thoth enjoys their talks and debates, knowing he could never confince the other, like the other would never be able to confince him. He still likes to dig through this deep soul and that guarded wisdom of the other. It is not for nothing he has gifted him with one of his life works, namely the book of the dead. Furthermore the Underworld is a perfect place to escape to when everything is going crazy...

Enemies
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"Sooner or later everyone will have to sit down at the banquet of consequences"

"Maybe one day I will be what you need,
but do not wait too long,
because that day you want me,
may be the day I have finally given up."

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jun 26, 2017

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Cairo, Egypt

The world was endless, much as the rapid waters of the Nile or the gentle caress of the smaller streams that long since dried up since the wrath of Ra. The gods have long since fled the lands of the pharaohs. Fled the land they knew so well, the land they had created. The gods had been murdered, murdered by their own people, the people they had promised to care for. It started because of a Priest, who stole the faith of the gods with his black magic, tore the power right out from under them

They called him 'The Sikh' and he had won the heart of the goddess Bastet, it was her who told him the secrets of her earlier lover, Anubis, and their leader Ra. And in turn it was the Sikh who had longed for the power of the gods, the one who had murdered the goddess Bast in her temple of cats.

Her temple had been ruined, the signs of a struggle hung tight in the air. Offerings smashed into dust, Bastet's body was limp, buried under the beaten bodies of her cats. The metallic smell of blood lingered in the air and the night was silent. Ra was in ruins, his anger grew as he buried his daughter, his life force had drained. His wife, Hathor and him wept. Little did they know the Sikh had found a new target.

He travelled to Anubis's underworld and stole the golden heart of which the god held to open the heavens. Anubis warned his friend of the troubles the Sikh brought upon them. His plan to kill Ra and claim Egypt for his own. Yet a day later, Anubis was murdered in his own temple, his heart ripped out and placed on the same scale the god had hoped would grant him heaven. Ra refused to die like his fellow god, he would not go down easily if the human wanted to kill him.

The Sun God was waiting in his chambers for this so called 'Sikh', he had heard the stories of this 'great' man from the Pharaoh's. Ra fashioned a trap of sorts to capture the man, for the Sikh had taken his daughter, and forged after his powers. Yet Ra was unprepared for the Sikh. The sun god's wife longed for her revenge, longed for her children to return to her and the man who murdered them held responsible.

The two were not prepared for the Sikh's power. For the man snuck into their chambers not as himself, but as their dearly beloved daughter, Bastet. The Sikh was a shapeshifter, a creature of dark magic the gods have never seen before, they knew very little of this man. They had believed she was alive, used one of her given lives to warn them, but instead they were met with the dark eyes of their daughter and the shaft of dual blades. The King and Queen of the Gods had fallen, and the world slipped into darkness. The remaining gods had been slaughtered in their wakes, their bodies left to rot and get mangled by the crocodiles. The gods were dead, and Egypt fell into an endless existence.

The Sikh had poisoned the land, he pushed on a belief of one god, one creator who knew no bounds. However, the Sikh had forgotten the Grandparent Gods, Osiris and Isis. Osiris had seen his son, Anubis at the gates, pounding his way in. However, it was the same as any of the other days his son got moody.

Isis knew, she wasn't blind to the world above theirs, it had gone dark and souls lined up at the gate to get their heart weighed, yet without Anubis, they lingered in the void. Her eyes stared out onto the dark world, but what she saw shook her. A swarm of cats hung around a grave, the city was empty. The inhabitants tried to pray to their new god for safety, a new god the Sikh had provided.

From the grave popped up another cat, and then another, each one mangled and missing flesh and bone, from the others. The dug at the ground, and Isis heard the most blood curdling scream, the scream of Bastet dying to break free from her sarcophagus. Isis gathered her husband and the two in disguise helped the small cats dig up their goddess. Bastet crawled out of her grave in anger, explained how one man murdered her and Anubis, she had not known about her father.

A few years later and the three gods were able to revive their fallen gods, give them new life. They had managed to kill the Sikh (so they thought) but he had placed a curse on them. A curse which changed their fates. The gods became angry, became the forms of which were sinful, some gods had moved backwards and became the good of the evils. But word of the Sikh has returned to Egypt and the gods must act fast to regain their full strength and end the Sikh and his followers once and for all.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jul 7, 2017

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DarkiusHeavenstein · Jul 12, 2017

"Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked,
while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind."

Master Liao
Master of the Zodiac Warriors

The Basics The Appearances Digging Deeper Warrior Details Relationships

Name
Master Liao

Nicknames
Master
Old Man, he does not at all see this as an insult, but understands the affection of his warriors when they use it.

Age
A few centuries at least

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
Asexual
Hair Color
His hair is long straight white. Mostly kept back so it won't interfere with his sight.

Eye Color
Vibrant Violet

Weight
79 kg or 174 lbs

Height
1.91m or 6'3"

Piercings, tattoos, scars
His warriors tattood over his heart.
Personality
Distant ~ Master Liao likes to keep his distance from most people to make sure he can keep a clear judgement. Not getting attached to others seems to be the best in his line of work. Even though he cares deeply about his Warriors, those who are with him now, those who have been with him, and those who still will come to him.

Responsible ~ He would be the last person to shove his own mistakes off on someone else. He knows when he slipped up and he will not hesitate to take responsiblity for that as well. He expects the same attitude from his Warriors and can give them quite some trouble if they fail to do so.

Loyal ~ He would give own life for his own Warriors if things would turn to the worse. Their secrets would die with him.

Guarded ~ Because of both his heritage and line of work he can be very guarded about letting anything personal slip. Furthermore he is always watching his back to make sure no one will try to sneak attack him.

Alert ~ He is always keeping an eye on his enviroment. Not a detail will escape his attention. He will even notice the slightest shift in a conversation. Nothing that the Warriors do or say goes without him knowing, even if he may not be present.

Patient ~ Master Liao is a very patient male. After all he is immortal and has all the time in the world. Furthermore he knows that things take time and will come in time.

Orderly ~ Master Liao likes things to be ordered and neatly. He hates leaving a mess behind and will always make sure everything looks spotless. He tries to teach the Warriors to be the same. An clean place means a clean conscience.

Righteous ~ He will not act without having reason to do so. Even when faced with the biggest crimes of mankind, he is gentle. He does not believe in punishement without a lesson. Yet he is ruthless if you break a rule. But he would always be just in his judgement and fair in his reprimand.

Likes
~ Self control
~ Passion
~ Arts of fighting
~ Story telling
~ Music
~ Painting

Dislikes
~ Giving up without trying
~ Chaos without reason
~ Violence without reason
~ Harming/killing for fun
~ Disrespect in anyway towards anything or anyone

Fears
~ Accidentely using his powers
~ Disturbance of the Balance
~ Losing his Warriors
Occupation
Protector of the Universe
Keeper of Balance

Powers
Omniscience
~ Master Liao has the ability to learn everything and anything within seconds. Both in skills and knowledge. He will know everything that happens around him within a simple heartbeat.
~ He has the ability to rewrite all laws of nature and manipulate him to his own will. Drawback of this he has to keep in check that every small change may have enourmous effects through time.
~ He has the ability to bend every creature to his will. Drawback is that they fully lose their own will and control.
~ If he ever was to use his powers, he would disturb the balance of life so greatly, it would most likely mean the end of all existence.

Martial Art
All that is to know

Weapons:
He has perfected every weapon, yet prefers the Chakrams
The Rat ~ Xuě shǔ Ping
She is the youngest addition of the group as he found her just a few months ago. She has yet to understand her own abilities and importance, but he is happy she at least agreed to come with him. For now he is focussing on winning her trust and showing how things are done around here, knowing that the rest will follow on its own when the time is there.

The Ox
TBE

The Tiger
TBE

The Rabbit
TBE

The Dragon ~ Jun Xiao
The youngest female of the group and she has quite a personality. At times he has a difficult time with her and to get her to adjust to the life of a warrior. Yet she is young and shows she is absolutely willing to better herself. From the moment they had met he had been impressed by the calm demeanor she had in times of panic, though he has made clear that he dislikes needless killing.

The Snake ~ Jeong-Jin Tang
His past was quite tragic the way he found him and his brother. Twins with such different stories, yet so close the same. Jeong had decided to join him in a heartbeat, while his brother still has to make a choice. The Snake was an interesting addition to the serious Daiyu and Hiroki, but he has found his place among them. He brought some more fun into their trainings.

The Horse ~ Naoki Chibana
The youngest male of the group and yet despite his age showing a lot of restraint and wisdom. He admires the young male for his knowledge and his drive to help others. Just like the Dog, he knows better than to strictly keep the male tight to their place. He knows that this Reiki is there for them in time of need, no matter where on earth he might be.

The Goat ~ Dai Zhou
The Goat is the longest female zodiac that is around. They have deep respect towards each other and there goes not a moment by that the Master does not worry about her and the pressure he puts on her and her wellbeing. He knows that using her powers is not without risk, yet sometimes it can not be helped. He admires her selflessness to help him in times of need with the things that are at stake for her.

The Monkey ~ Zang Hoü
The monkey had not joined much later than the Snake. The two of them hitting off immediately, perfectly balancing out the Goat and the Dog. The Monkey made sure to keep the spirits high in time of trouble or when things didn't seem so lovely. The Master is honored to have taken over the old place of his adoptive father, for the male left a lovely man behind.

The Rooster
No idea

The Dog ~ Hiroki Nakano
The Dog is with him the longest now, of this new generation of zodiacs at least. When the dog came to him, he already saw good qualities within him. Now roughly 13 years later, he honors his sign as a loyal warrior that is always there when the Master calls. No matter how life keeps him occupied, Master Liao doesn't worry that the Dog would return to him.

The Pig
TBE

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jul 14, 2017

Legend 1: The Snowy Mountains

It started out as any normal day for the Zodiac Warriors.
Each of them going on about their normal business… until Master Liao called them all together.

It was supposed to be a easy supply mission for the villages in the Northern Mountains,
but things quickly became more difficult when the weather changed…

And disaster struck…

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jul 14, 2017

"Do not mistake kindness for weakness, for I am kind to everyone. Yet when someone is unkind to me, weak is not something they will remember of me"

Hiroki Nakano
Zodiac Warrior of the Dog

Location
Warrior Estate - Woods / Training grounds

Interaction
Xuě shǔ Ping (The Rat) @Rose305

Mention
Zang Hóu (the Monkey) @Rose305
Jeong-Jin Tang (The Snake) @DarkiusHeavenstein

Outfit
Traditional

Hiroki Nakano leaned forward as it felt like they were flying over grasland that was part of the Warriors Estate. A relaxed smile lay on his face as he loved simply being on his stallions back, feeling free, feeling wild. He sat up straighter as he pulled back the string of his bow. His eyes narrowing as his face was full of concentration, but that sparkle of pure amusement on his eyes. The arrow whistled as it flew through the air, yet the male did already aimed on a second target. His fingers had just relaxed on the string, enough to make his arrow fly as Ikari was twirling around already. Mane dancing and whipping into the air as none of their speed was lost by the sudden turn and Hiroki wasted no time with shooting a third arrow.

The hooves making a thundering sound over the ground as Hiroki leaned forward once more. Simply letting Ikari run out as he crawled and petted his neck. His body leaning forward over the strong animal below him, for a moment simply enjoying their connection as he slowly sat up straight again and Ikari slowed down from a full out canter to a trot and eventually stood completely still. Both of them out of breath as Ikaris ears never stopped moving, taking in every sound around them and eventually focussing on one sound in particular. "What is it, boy?" Hiroki asked out loud, his voice light and filled with almost childish amusement, "someone sneaking up on us?"

He doubted that last part. No enemies came here and well, they would be very stupid to sneak up on the Zodiac Warrior of the Dog. Not only had he been trained for almost 14 years under the best Master there was, he had also lived a decade with the military. Furthermore he had his weapons within reach and more than enough arrows left to take out a small group. So he was not to worried about being sneaked upon. His fellow Zodiac Warriors knew to keep a distance when he was training on horseback, even though it had not once gone wrong. Not even with Jeong and Zang being their stupid selves and randomly popping up before targets. The Master had properly showed them the dangers by making them each stand target for Hiroki. Yet clearly something was bothering the stallion as he shook his head and snorted. For a quick moment he thought to see something snowwhite, confirmed as he shared his vision with some of the birds around him. So they were being sneaked upon after all.

Hiroki smiled softly, rather amused by it all as he made Ikari turn once more. He drove him into a simple trot as he went over to pick up his used arrows from the targets. He had been practising with close targets for today. Most of the arrows buried deeply within the wooden or hay targets as it took some strength to pull them back out. He kept them apart in his quivers, as their points had to be wet and sharpened again, before he would be able to use them in battle. Ikari simply darted in place as he pulled the arrows out, before moving to the next target. They worked in perfect harmony and union, rider and horse completely one. How could they not be, for they were connected further than any other couple. Their minds perfectly linking together, whether they were training, truly in battle or just relaxing.

Without warning Ikari suddenly backed up full speed, for as far as the horse could manage in reverse. The horse once more spun around as Hiroki suddenly swayed to one side. One hand holding onto the mane of the horse as he hung next to his body, reaching out for a single untouched flower on the field. Ikari did not once slow down as he simply went straight ahead, while the Dog Warrior picked that fragile flower and pulled himself back upon horseback. All of that a lot easier as he rode with no saddle, nor reigns. He did not need them on Ikari, or most horses for that matter. He made Ikari come to a sliding stop as the horse made some low sounds, before he backed up enough for Hiroki to be eye to eye with their newest Zodiac Warrior, the Rat. He smiled softly at her as he held out the flower, knowing very well she would either run or chop of his hand, a risk he was willing to take.

"Good afternoon, Xuě shǔ," he greeted her friendly. He still used her full name, for it simply seemed to be the most polite thing to do. None of them had made much contact with this shy woman and it was just impolite to immediately shortens someone names. Or at least in his eyes it was. "This is Ikari, I am sure you have seen him before, but I doubt I have formally introduced you two," he said softly as he indicated the horse below him. The horse raised its head a bit, ears flicking towards the woman as he made a snorting sound, before his ears flicked back. He had never been a fan of people, definitely not strangers, but he would behave somewhat for Hiroki's sake. "Do you like animals and wildlife? If so, I could show you a bit around," he offered as he moved down from Ikari's back.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Jul 14, 2017

"When water is trapped, it will either find or carve a new way."

Jeong-Jin Tang
Zodiac Warrior of the Snake

Location
Town --> Hot Springs

Interaction
Zang Hóu / Monkey-boy @Rose305

Mention
No one specific

Outfit
Shiny

Jeong-Jin Tang had not spend the night at the Estate. Better yet, he had not even spend the day with his fellow Warriors. The day before he had went into town, secretly, even Zang had been kept in the dark about this to finally catch upon that bet between them. It had not hurt as much as he had thought, getting the tongue piercing that is. At least not the moment that little metal rod had been pierced through is tongue. It went fast and the ice had numbed his tongue mostly. The pain... the pain had come afterwards. That had been also the reason he had not decided to return to the Estate, which was not really something uncommon for him. It happened often that he spend the day in the town. He had only quickly picked up his more showy clothes and left behind a note that he had a customer for the night. After that he had simply spend the day in town, playing with the kids, entertaining them with some water magic.

At night he had made his way to the bar, talking was not that easy anymore as his tongue had swollen quite a bit. It had given him a soft hiss like a real snake. Yet not of that mattered as he picked up his part-time job there, not that he needed the money, but he liked keeping himself busy with social interaction. Plus the bar loved having him as he did bring up their profits quite a lot. That night he spend most of his time entertaining a young handsome male, without doing anything really. Sure, a handjob, some touching, but that was it. For this night kissing and sucking had not been an option. Still the young male had taken him to his home, perhaps he was lonely or he liked having someone to cuddle with, Jeong had not complaint.

The early morning had been spend at the strangers house, lazingly and this time with some kisses for his tongue was feeling better. It was still a bit swollen and sensitive, but his hiss had almost disappeared and thus by the time they had lunch, he announced that he would leave. The young male simply nodded and had accepted that, only asked if they would see each other again, which was a question that Jeong simply evaded. So by the time he had arrived at the Estate, he was desperate for a bath. And that was where he was heading right now, well, with a detour by the kitchen. "Yo, Monkey-boy, Hot Springs now!" he simply ordered, "bring the food if you have to," he added with a grin, for he knew how much the other loved food.

Jeong simply moved in one straight line out of the house again and towards those hot water baths. He did not even pay attention if any of the others were already in there as he slipped of the silk like robes from his shoulders. He firstly let them fall down to his hips, before he kicked off the shoes he wore. He wiggled a bit to make the fabrics fall down from his hips, leaving his glorious naked self on display. "God, does this feel good after a night of hard work," he muttered to himself as he stepped into the warm water. He was for now completely oblivious if there were any complaints from anybody as he lowered himself until the water was at his shoulders and sat back against the edge. Simply enjoying the warmth and his element around him with a satisfied grin on his face.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Aug 23, 2017

Setting TESA Rules Cast List

It has been 30 year since project TESA had started and now the world gouvernments have decided to stop the project completely. TESA was an academy that raised special, advanced soldiers. These soldiers had been given up for this cause from the moment they were born and they have been trained through their whole life. Mostly for war and special missions regarding terrorism threats, but also to help with natural disasters, such as forest fires, earthquacks and tsunamis.

Yet if you stop the project, you can not just dump the people, the soldiers, involved. So psychologists, psychiaters, social workers, behavourism experts and who all not are brought togher to help those who have been a part of TESA to adjust to normal life. In groups of five the soldiers will start their program. Each with their own personal helper, who will be in charge of deciding whether or not their soldier is ready for the next step.

There shall be successes, disasters, challenges and troubles unlike any of them have faced till now. It will definitely be an interesting time.

And more so, is it really the end of TESA? Or is it all just make believe?
Unknown to anyone outside the project, TESA stands for Team Enhanced Skills and Abilities. As babies the soldiers have been brought in on the project, either found in the dumpster, sold to the project for various reasons. Once they had been there for a month they were given their own unique number and and injection with a special serum. A serum that should help them to make full use of their brain.

Till the age of six, there was not much special about their lives. They simply played together and learned through games. The only differences was their life was fully monitored by scientists and they were not taken outside of the facility. Sure, they were allowed to go outside, into the big garden that was owned by the facility. But they had no contact with people outside the project. And once they had reached the age of six years they were given a new injection with the same enhancing serum.

Through the ages six to twelve they were taught the basics of surviving mostly. There was mathematics and English language, but instead of history they learned how to start a fire, instead of PE they learned the basics of self defense and several fighting sports, instead of geography they learned how to enter and leave a building without being seen. They were giving the basic training of life as a soldier that would be send out for special mission. And it became more and more clear that those serums started to work. Not only had it enhanced their reflexes and their thinking capicity, it was starting to enhance other things as well. Yet that did not save them from another injection.

From twelve to eightteen they had a bit more freedom. They got to choose their favorite weapons, their favourite fighting style and what role they liked most. They had the option to continue their classes and they could even chose which subjects they did and did not want to continue with. Not only that this time of their life was used to learn how to control those special skills they had gained through the injection, how to call upon those powers that was different for each of them. All to make sure they abilities and skills they had gained could be used most optimal in the field. Once they were eightteen the last injection was given and their life as a soldier began for real.

Real missions started from this point on. They could be send all over the world for all kind of reasons. When they were not on a mission they would be at the facility. Training, studying, preparing for another mission, whatever they prefered. The only time they did spend outside the facility was purely and solely for missions and didn't last a second longer than necessary. So yes, they know how to use a computer, but things like games are unknown to them. They may have seen and even used phones, but only for texting or calling. Not for Tinder. Music? Sure, to concentrate but not for amusement. Movies and books were not used for entertainment purposes at all.

That is... until now. And how they will progress and adapt? Well, only time will tell...
* This RP will probably be red starred due to the themes it will handle.

* This RP will consist of a maximum of 10 characters (5 soldiers and 5 helpers)

* You are allowed to have maximum of 2 characters (for now you are only allowed 1 soldier and 1 helper if you double up)

* All races, sexualities, gender indentifications and whatever else are welcome to this rp (as long as it fits within the setting)

* If you are choosing to play a soldier, I will leave it up to you to decide whatever power/ability your character has. But please discuss it (beforehand!) with me. If you want idea, I was thinking something along the line of X-men (more specifical the children in the movie 'Logan' where the rp has found its muse)

* This rp will be modern day. And only the soldiers know what TESA really is (duh)

* For this rp decent English is required. I will expect posts to be at least three paragraphs long. Furthermore I expect players to be loyal, dedicated and patient. Yet I do expect at least biweekly replies (unless really not possible)

* Communication is very important to me. If something is unclear, let me know. If something is going on in your life that may influence your writing/posting capability, let me know. If you are stuck with your character or post or whatever, let me know. I am here to help you with all that.

* This rp will use real life face claims. I would like it if it were not overly famous people (So no Rihanna or Beyonce or Johny Depp etc) I will make very rare exceptions, but please ask me on beforehand in that case. Also here I am willing to help you out.

* I really hope to make this a long term rp. So if you only want something for a few weeks that is high paced, this will probably not be the right rp for you. Please take this in consideration and don't ask to join if you do no intend to stick around.

* I would absolutely love to have a co GM for this (especially if said co GM choses the role of helper)
Soldiers
1. @DarkiusHeavenstein
2.
3.
4.
5.

Helpers
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.

* Please note the overall project consisted of more than just these five soldiers. These five however have always worked closely together and mostly formed a team for bigger missions.

* Please note that the order in which you are written down will not say anything yet. Once the rp will start I will announce with soldier is linked to with helper.

* I would love it if there is a bit diversity among the soldiers (one specialized as spy or assassin or making/defusing bombs etc) as well as diversity among the helpers (so not five psychologists)

* Your helper can have any kind of job/study as long as it will somehow make sense that they will help these soldiers. (So please no bankers or models or something like that)

DarkiusHeavenstein · Aug 25, 2017

Helpers
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Soldiers
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DarkiusHeavenstein · Aug 25, 2017

Dr. Teo

Iwan B

General Personality Appearance Extra

Name
Junjie Teo

Nickname
Jun
John (also used as his American name when people have difficulties with his Chinese name)

Age
29

Sexuality
Bisexual, thought tends to go more for the males

Ethnicity
Malasian / Chinese

Occupation
Forensic Pschiatrist with the FBI

Reason to take this job
Mere curiosity. He was searching for something new and challenging.
Good traits
Patient / Trustworthy / Charismatic / Doesn't give up easily
Junjie is a real teacher. He doesn't mind taking his time or explaining something over and over again. You will have to go real far to annoy him, and you have to take it even further to make him angry. He is not someone to gossip or to tell things he feels might be personal to someone. He is a quite easy going guy that looks very approachable and friendly. Of course, it is also learned behavior through his job. He also is not a man to easily give up, in his opinion every failure is a lesson on the road to success.

Bad traits
Strict / Calculating / Distant
Junjie may be patient, he likes rules and breaking them is one way to get under his skin. He is not afraid of bending them a little in benefit of his gains, but if he give you a limit or a boundary. You better not cross it. He is very careful with his words, knowing exactly how they can influence situation and people differently. Definitely in tight situations every move of him is calculated. Despite being very open and friendly, he gets very closed and distant when it comes to his own personal life and feelings, yet this is also partly because of his job.

Likes
~ Morning runs
~ Coffee
~ Sudokus
~ Finding the truth / justice
~ Plants

Dislikes
~ Sweet stuff
~ Slackers / Quitters / Whiners
~ Overly bright colors
~ Unclean or unordenly enviroments
- People being late

Hobbies/Sports
~ Going on his morning run
~ Swimming
~ Cross fit
~ Taking care of his plants
Build
He has a fit build, slightly muscular due to his trainings. He doesn't really has an impressive height, thanks to his Asian blood, so he only stands 5'8" (1.73m). His weight is somewhere around 152 lbs (69 kg).

Face
He has a bit oval face with natural slanted eyes. They are quite dark in color, some might say black yet if you look closely enough you might find a trace of green within the dark brown irises. He has stubborn black hair, that he mostly keeps very short on the sides of his head and a bit longer on top.

Marks
His suntouched skin is free from any inkt. He has a faded scar on his left calf from when a dog had attacked him in his late teens.

Attire
He is usually dressed bussiness casual. His go to set of clothing mostly consist out of jean with a button up collared shirt and a dark jacket. In his free time he can mostly been seen wearing a simple tank top and either jeans or sweat pants. Overall he tends to stick to the darker colors, except for his button ups.
He grew up in Malaysia, later they moved to China. When he was around 12 years old, his parents moved to the VS. So he speaks and writes flurent Hokkien and Mandarin, next to English.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Aug 25, 2017

The Spy

Patrick Fabian

General Personality Appearance Extra

Name
2059591

Nickname
205
Spy

Age
27

Ethnicity
Caucasian (German)

Occupation
Spy

Power
Due to serum he can enhances his own senses (sight, hearing, smell, touch and taste) and the senses of those around him. He can even affect several senses at once, but the more variation he adds the more concentration it will ask from him. All affects on others are only temporarily. He also seems to be less aware of pain, it is still unknown where this comes from.
Good traits
Docile / Easy going / Loyal / Humble
205 is quite an easy going guy. If you ask him to do something, he will do so without any complaints. Definitely towards his team he is very loyal, he'd do anything in order to keep them save (as far as possible with their job) or at least make sure they make it out alive. He would never abbandon anyone or leave a teammember behind. If you praise him for his job, it will most likely make him uncomfortable. Even when going enormous lenghts to get someone save, he thinks nothing more of it than it being him just doing his job.

Bad traits
Dependent / Self sacrificing / Naive / Silent
205 is quite dependent, he operates on commando and is not really used to thinking for himself. His self sacrificing side often comes into play when other team members are in danger. He doesn't mind putting himself in more danger or pain to make sure someone else is safe. 205 is a quiet guy, meaning he won't speak up if he is uncomfortable or dislikes something, unless he is directly asked about it.

Likes
~ Knives and bladed weapons
~ Animals (especially goats and bunnies)
~ Smiles
~ Working out

Dislikes
~ Sudden noises or flashes of light
~ Being the center of attention
~ Having the leadership
~ Fire arms

Hobbies/Sports
~ Cardio and Agility training
~ Accuracy or target training with throwing knives
~ Parkour
Build
205 has a muscular build. He stands 6'2" (1.88m) from head to toe. He is quite on the heavy side, though it is all muscles, weighing a total of 185 lbs (84 kg)

Face
He has a quite sharp jawline and deep laying eyes. His hair is usually combed over and has a dark blonde color. His eyes are mostly friendly and sparkling with a vibrant steel blue color.

Marks
For someone with his job he has quite a little scars, thanks to the excellent healing serums. Most of them are on his shoulder blades and arms and not really noteworthy.
2059591 absolutely adores animals, so much that his team has once lost him, because he was busy searching for the mother cat to a litter of kittens that he had found during a mission.

Another time he broken someones leg in for kicking a stray dog. He has been severly reprimanded for that action, yet he would not hesitate to do so again.

He is born to a prostitute and her pimp. He was sold to the facility for a month worth of cocaine. It is written down in his files, yet he doesn't know it, nor seems to show any interest in his background.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Sep 8, 2017

The Spy
2059591

Location
Room 4

Mention
The three helpers in general

Conversation
Some female

Attire
See picture

2059591 had been up since the break of dawn, more or less. 6 am sharp. Just as every other day of his life. Just as he had been told. Even though things had changed in the last week. First of all he had been brought over to this new place. At first sight it had not been that much different from the old facility, but there had been quite a lot changes. Subtle changes, but changes none the less. There was a lot more... freedom in a sense. Less expectations perhaps. For what reason, he couldn't really guess.

With the change of facilities their group had also become smaller. The younger ones were no longer here. At least he had seen no one under the age of eightteen it seemed. As well as no more doctor visits. No daily reports or tests on their physical and mental well being. Furthermore there had not been a single briefing since they had been placed here. Not even a training. Sure they could go to the work out room, but they were no longer expected to do so. Still that was the place where he spend most of his mornings. It was not like he had really anything else to do.

Sure, they had explained how the new gadgets on his room worked. Like the tv and the cd player, the laptop. But honestly none of it interested him. He didn't see the appeal, nor the use of them. He had been given books as well, but they neither seemed to hold his interest for long. Only the medical ones about the human body interested him. Better understanding of the human body would be useful when he would be send out on missions. If that was ever gonna happen, for they had said that they would no longer be send out. So what were they doing with them now? He had no idea.

"20..59..." A womans voice sounded unsure behind him, probably one of the newer workers, that came with the new facility. They always seemed to be unfamiliar or uncomfortable with that way of adressing to them.
"2059591," he helped her out as he did his last push-up, before getting up. He grabbed a towel to wipe of some sweat as he turned towards her. "Briefing?" He asked, not at all affected by the way her eyes traveled over his body. He simply grabbed his shirt to put it back on now that his workout was over anyway. For a moment disappointment seemed to flash over the young womans face, before she looked up at him.
"You are expected in room 4 in 30 minutes," she said and he just nodded in response. Something that seemed to unsettle her once more.
"Thank you, miss," he added to his silent response in an effort to get her going. He didn't need any more information. He would figure it out in 30 minutes when he had arrived at room 4.

The young female finally turned and left him alone again. He listened to the clickings of her heels that told him she had turned the corner and was going upstairs now. 30 minutes. He set the alarm on his watch for 25 as he made his way back to his room. A quick shower would have to do for now. It was not like he had fully worked himself into the sweat, but it would be refreshing. He discarded his work out clothes into the wash bin, before stepping under the cold water. He never had been one for taking hot showers. The cold water helped him keep more alert and it was a quick way to cool down his body now. Exactly 10 minutes later, he left the shower again. He quickly dried of his body and wrapped the towel around his hips as he made his way over to the new bedroom.

His wardrobe had also changed. They had added some more color and all kind of different fabrics and clothes. Still the male prefered to keep to the former attire as he picked out camouflage pants and a simple V neck white shirt. He really wouldn't know what to do with all the other clothes, nor what their purpose were. Most of them seemed far too fragile for his kind of life or far too flashy. Then again, that life was over. Or so he had been told. Maybe that was what this meeting was about? He would see it when he got there. His fingers combed quickly through his slightly wet hair. He forced the dark blond locks back and out of his face. He sat down on the bed to put his army boots back on, before getting up, ready to face who ever he was gonna meet.

Next stop, cafeteria for some food. He closed his roomdoor behind him, even though there was nothing to steal. No one without a death wish would even dare to do so. He could be quite possesive over the few things he owned, furthermore inexperienced people always seemed to hurt themselves as they touched his stuff. Or break something. The idea alone of someone being in his room, his personal space, while he was not there send shivers down his spine. And not in a very good way. His blue gaze moved over the food that was being displayed at the cafeteria. Choices. That was also something new. Normally they would just be given something to eat and they didn't have the room to choose or complain about it. He picked up a sandwich, without really being sure what was on it as he made his way over to room 4.

Just before he reached the door to the room, his watch beeped and for a moment his lips curled up. Right on time. He quickly silenced the watch as he stepped into the room, while taking a bite of his sandwich, still not sure if he actually liked it or not. It was food. So there was that.
"2059591. Ready for briefing," he announced himself as he stepped in. He stayed at the door for now, waiting for the request to come further. His eyes traveled over the people that were unfamiliar for him, they did not look anything like the usual people they were briefed by. His free hand played over the hidden butterfly knive in his pocket. After a week of no tests and no trainings, you could never be too sure. This might just be a secret test to see what he'd do, though the other seemed not to really be a threat. Though no one should ever underestimate the people they were with, definitely in their line of work.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Sep 10, 2017

Dr. Teo
Forensic Psychiatrist

Location
TESA Facility Room 4

Conversation
Desk clerk - NPC

Mention
Elijah Haddad
Maria Zhao

Attire
Suited Up

Dark brown eyes were narrowed, even more slanted than the asian eyes usually were, as the owner of them peered out of his front window. "Come on, people..." The voice was clearly annoyed, perhaps even pissed as that gaze moved to the little clock on his dashboard. 8.06am. He still had more than enough time, but damn this stupid rush hour. It was nothing for him, the always calm and patient Junjie Tao, to be so irrigated. But today was also a day like no other, with a job that was like no other. He sighed as he was cut off once more, eyes rolling in their sockets as let out a soft breath. It was not like getting worked up about this was helping any...

Seven minutes later he pulled finally up at his destination. A big grey building. It could have easily been a college or a business building, but the insides would reveal to be something entirely else. He drove up to the beam that would allow him access to the parking lot that was next to the building. He reached out of his window to press on the little speaker.
"TESA facility, name and business please," a curt male voice sounded. Yet the lips of the driver only curled up. He did not mind the lack of friendliness. No, this was at least someone who was down to business.
"Doctor Tao..." he hesitated for a short moment. How to describe the job he was gonna have here? It was something completely different from what he usually did. He did not get the time to make up his mind even.
"Oh. Rehabilitation, I see. Please continue and come to the reception desk as soon as possible," the male voice said, before the beam moved up.

Rehabilitation. That was probably the way to describe his bussiness here indeed. And not only his, since he would be working together with a team. Also something he was not quite used to. Or well, of course he worked within a team, but no one else shared his expertise even close. He always worked alone with the criminals. Yes, there were only a very few exceptions where the people he met had been innocent. He pulled up into one of the parking spaces, though he had more than enough to chose from. Either most had decided not to battle the rush hour or... well, he could not really come up with another reason than all of them being late. He checked the clock. 8.16 am. Or perhaps he was just very early, yet he liked having some time to get settled.

The Psychiatrist got out of the car, quickly pulling his suit straight again, before grabbing his leather shoulder bag. In it, he had a notebook, laptop, and the files of the people he would work with. Both those of his colleagues and those of their... patients? Where they really patients? Anyway, he liked to know what he was dealing with so he had hoarded all the bits of information he could find on this... unique job. And it had not proven to be easy to find much on the Project TESA or the soldiers. So in the end he had nothing else to work with than the files that had been send to him from the facility. And that had not been much. Just a number that was suppose to be their name and the many many missions they had been send on. Some mention of medical information when they had gotten hurt on the field, but nothing more than that. It were really sparse files and it gave him the feeling there was a lot of information that was held back, even from them. Which gave Junjie not the best feeling about all of this, for held back information meant surprises and in his line of work, surprises were nothing good.

Now, his colleagues... that had been easy to find information on. Both top in their field, pretty much like him. The female also of asian descent like him. Based on the information he had found on her work, she seemed like someone he would have little problems with working together. And then there was the male... well, judging on pure appearances, not a person he would like. Was that a bit judgemental? Perhaps. Yet Junjie had learned to not let that guide him at all. First appearances didn't mean anything and the most innocent faces could hide the most horrible secrets. That he could tell from experience of working with serial killers and rapists, it were never the ones you expected it from, or they would be found out much earlier. Anyway he was looking forward to meet both of them and hopefully they had some time to discuss things, before they would be introduced to the soldiers.

Once inside the building, he walked up to the desk as he had been requested and that male voice now got a face. A surprisingly young face. Though for once he was more interested in the surroundings as there seemed to be quite a lot of security. Almost as if they were at a high secured prison.
"Good morning, my name is doctor Tao," he said towards the male as he observed the stern looking security guards that stood around. Yes, this definitely gave that prison feeling. Also something he was not unfamiliar with.
"Junjie Tao?" the male asked, "can I see an ID please?"
"Yes, of course." The asian male shuddered slightly at how that american tongue butchered his name as he nodded. He quickly got his ID out of his wallet and handed it over. The male behind the desk typed something up into the computer, before handing the little card back.
"Please step through the detectors. I will help you on the other side," the young male spoke as he sighed towards said detectors.

Doctor Tao gave a soft bow, something he still had not been able to shake off from his Asian upbringing. He lay off his back into one of the trays. His wallet, phone and keys in another one, before stepping through the detectors. All of it going easily and without any hesitation as he was not unfamiliar with the procedure. On the other side he waited, putting his stuff back into his pockets, before getting his bag and walking to the desk once more.
"Doctor Tao, you are expected in Room 4. That is down this hallway and on your right side," the male informed him as he pointed out to the left, "this is your own personal badge. It will give you access to the whole building and the parking lot. Have a nice day further." That was all and the asian male walked off in the direction he had been pointed to. He clipped the badge through a belt loop on his hip, before coming to a stop in front of a door that had a big 4 on it.

Junjie took a deep breath, calming any nerves he was feeling before he stepped into the room. A quite empty room. Not persay for the lack of colleagues, but also for the lack of... everything. The place seemed more like an interrogation room than something else. Though the big round table in the center of it gave it more a conference room vibe. He didn't spend much thought on it as he pulled out one of the chairs, giving him a view on the door. He took out his notebook and a pen as he started to write down his thoughts so far. If the whole building was like this, the rehabilitation would not be as easy as he had thought. He checked his watch quickly. 8.38 am. 22 minutes before they would meet their patients, the ex-soldiers. He was still not really sure how to label them, yet there was a stronger curiosity within him now that he had seen this place.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Sep 19, 2017

Doctor Teo looked up from some of notes he had written down on beforehand. He answered the wave with a short nod of his head. No words were spoken between them as he silently observed the other. Elijah Haddad. His eyes sliding over the gauges, unable to keep some judgement from his face. He never understood why the hell someone would do that to his ears. Piercings, tattoos, he could understand them to some level at least. Like those prince albert piercings… that was another form of body modification he'd never understand. But other than that, he tried not to judge any further. It was not something for him, but if it made the other happy, why not?

There female colleague arrived not much later. He smiled and nodded towards her, no different from what he had done to Elijah. Okay, perhaps his lips had curled up a bit more at the sight of the other doctor. Niether of them seemed to be the talkative type and honestly, though he could keep a conversation going, he didn't feel like forcing some conversation. At least dr. Zhao brought some more color to the room. Though he could not help but to notice how perfectly Elijahs gauges matched with her purple jacket. An amused twinkle appearing in his eyes as he quickly looked over when the door opened and their first cleint, patient, something, entered.

Dark brown eyes taking in those well defined muscles, yet not missing the caution in that expression of the soldier. A second soldier came in rather abruptly and very straightforward in his wordings. The two of them making quite a contrast. Actually all of them were quite unique together in this room. He sighed as he wondered how to treat this male. Not that he was not used to people being rather displeased to see him, but usually he did have something to threaten with. After all most would choose wasting time talking to a shrink over spending time in jail. Yet here, he did not hold that power. Besides it did not seem like this male would mind being send back to his room, nor the other one. Honestly both of them seemed like they would rather be anywhere but here, and honestly Junjie could not really disagree.

Still he had a job, and they would have to get these males ready for society. "It is not about the weather, or getting to know us," he said simply, "this is about us getting to know you." He moved his arm to indicate to the free chairs. "Please, close the door," he mentioned as he was ready for any kind of reaction. Though he was already starting to dislike this whole situation more and more. The lack of information, the lack of preparation they had been given… It all irked him, though he made sure to show none of it. Hopefully either of his colleagues would have an idea how to get this ball rolling.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Sep 19, 2017

2059591 waited calmly for any reaction as Blast came in not much later and of course complaining already. The Spy stayed silent, feeling quite indifferent about any of it. If they wanted to talk about the weather, why not? Though he doubted there was a lot he could tell. They probably knew everything about his missioins already, so what more was there to know really? His eyes taking in everything, from the chosen positions to the way they held a pen, as one of the males spoke up. Yet his steel blue gaze stayed trained upon the other male, more so his hands and those drawings upon them. Never before had he seen anything like it, or at least not this close upon a living person. It was rather intriguing for him.

He only gave a short nod in reply to the request as he turned and closed the door behind him. His hand now leaving the butterfly knife alone as he had decided these three people were no immediate threat. Besides he'd be quick enough if they chose to ambush him. He glanced towards Blast for a moment, not really sure whether to be happy to have him allong as well or not. He pulled back one of the chairs, the one closest to the door, which would give him most room to move if something went wrong. Yes, he still did not trust this situation at all. Once he had settled within his chair, he looked back up to the male with the drawings on his skin, following them up to his neck.

It was only now upon closer inspectation, literally so since there was just a few feet between them now –one chair to be precise-, he noticed those strange purple things in his ears as well. It truly was a curious sight for the soldier, that was definitely something he had never seen before. How did the male even get them in like that? Was it painful? Were they really through his ears? So many quesions, yet he said nothing. It would be weird to just touch them right? Physical contact had never really been a thing with them, other than to help eachother up a wall or when wounded. Outside that, everyone was strictly to himself. Furthermore you didn't just touch someone scars. He probably shouldn't be staring at them either.

2059591 averted his gaze, looking over the other two persons again. Yet those questions kept on squirming in his head. What about those drawings…? They seemed to be literally injected into the skin. Did they have a special meaning? Or was there a reason to do such a thing? The other two persons did not have such drawings on their skin, for as far he could see of course. Even with his powers, he did not have the ability to see through materials.

DarkiusHeavenstein · Oct 4, 2017

Akisha Takahashi
Contract Killer

General Looks Personal History Extra

Name
Akisha Takahashi

Pronounciation
Ah-KEY-sha Tah-Kah-Ha-shee

Nickname
None so far

Age/Birthday/Place
27 / 17 March / Nagoya, Japan

Sexuality
Claimed Asexual

Blood Type
O

Allignment
Chaotic Neutral, though he had an Chaotic Evil upbringing.

Motto
"Even if you know what is coming, you are never prepared for how it feels"
Height
1.66m or 5'5"

Weight
59 kg or 130 lbs

Hair
Messy Black. He does not really care much for his hair as long as it does not annoy him while doing his job. So he tends to keep it short.

Eyes
Dark brown. His eyes always seem to be black, definitely when he is in a rather unamused mood (so most of the time)

Build
Muscular, yet slender.

Personal Attire
Nothing that stands out in a crowd. Akisha likes to dress himself in blacks and greys mostly. He likes to dress in average clothes that will not draw any attention to them. Brandless, markless clothes that are easily take off and be dumped somewhere if necessary. When alone and in a safe place, he mostly wears only pants. Due to him working out often and not really seeing the use of a shirt because of that.

Scars/Flaws
He has many scars over his body. Nothing that he pays too much attention to. Some outstanding scars are:
~ Scars on his back (thanks to his father and brutal training, most are covered by his tattoo. Those on the lower back are still clearly visible)
~ Two slashes over his abdomen from his ribcage to his left hip (happened in the fight with his middle brother to protect his father's life)
~ Bite mark around his right calf (thanks to his eldest brother and his guard dogs)

Tattoos
Back piece
Personality
"Some say I have no heart."
Akisha can be very coldhearted. He has to be with his line of work. He hardly shows any emotions and keeps himself distant from people. For him speaking about killing people is not different from killing flies. After all, it are all lives he ends, so what makes a human more valuable than a fly? This also makes him strangely enough very openminded and tolerant of all kinds of believes and values people hold. As long as they are not forced onto him, he couldn't care less if you ate people in your free time and sacrificed them to some demon lord or you go around selling home made cookies.

"Always be true to yourself."
No matter how accepting he is about others and their life styles and philosophies, Akisha will never go against his own rules and his own morals. He absolutely makes no exceptions for anyone or any price. He despises people who turn like a leaf on a tree and can change their opinions completely in two sentences. He is also someone who is not afraid to speak his mind, no matter if that will offend or insult the other party. He is not there to please anyone, so why would he care for hurt feelings? Neither does he care for anyone disagreeing with him, everyone is allowed to their own opinion. Yet despite this all, he is not against trying out new things as long as he can see the benefits from it, nor is he one to ignore advice that is given.

"Hands off, unless you care to lose them."
Akisha is quite possessive. He doesn't like people touching his stuff, with or without permission. The idea of someone else touching things that are important to him makes his skin crawl. This also stretches out onto people, both in friendship and romatic relationships. Though he has yet to experience that last kind of relationship. Undoubtly though that he is very caring and protective, in his own special way. If you find yourself on his liking list, you can rest assured that he will always have you back or save your ass if needed. People he deems as important to him will get the best treatment ever and he will make sure that they feel appreciated. He certainly is the one to bring home flowers, even if they maybe a bit knacked and covered in blood because he ran into trouble.

Keywords
Coldhearted // Distant // Perfectionist // Perspicacious // Quiet // Unsettling

Likes
~ The Human Body (in a scientific way)
~ Working out
~ Observing people
~ Long Walks
~ Cats
~ Miso Soup, Dumplings and Springrolls
~ Martial Arts
~ Sparring

Dislikes
~ Chaos
~ Guns (it shows of cowardice in his opinion)
~ Physical Contact
~ Messy Places
~ Being Interrupted
~ Scorpions and Spiders
~ Arrogance (definitely if it can not be backed up)

Weapons
~ Kusarigama (Custome made with blades on both ends and extra long chain)
~ Shuriken
~ Butterfly knives
~ Kunais
~ Anything he can get his hands on {chopsticks, pens, headphones, glass, broomsticks etc}
So, what made this male into the cold blooded murderer he is today? A victim of poverty and not having any choice? A rich kid falling into the claws of the wrong crowd? No, if anything Akisha has been the wrong crowd from the moment he had been born, 27years ago in the lovely Nagoya, Japan. His father was an infamous cruel Yakuza leader and his mother... nothing special. One of the many maidens that offered their bodies in return for protection. So officially he was an illegitimate child. Yet nothing uncommon among Yakuza members and he was treated and trained no different from his two elder brothers, much to their despice. However while both his brothers were trained as leaders and future heirs, he was merely trained as a weapon. Yet the very best weapon there was as any emotions were taught to be surpressed since they only would cloud his judgement.

The only moment he had as a real child stands out quite clearly in his head. He was around 9 years old when his mother saw her chance clear and took him away from the Yakuza. She tried her hardest to give him a fair chance at childhood, at least for those few days. Yet he had no idea how to make friends, and his lack of emotion was not really encouraging for other kids, but one. Des. It was the only memory that would not be etched into his skin at a later age, but a memory that stayed with him none the less. Never would he forget that laughing face and that chuckling voice when the other asked him to join into their game of tag. Akisha had been watching them play long enough to understand how the game went, but being used to combat training and sparring contests he was a bit harsh when he was 'it' and poor Des ended up as his victim. Yet it was the start of a beautiful friendship, and pretty much the only friendship he ever knew, as he now was tasked with keeping the boy company with his broken arm. Akisha was struggling with the whole thing, not that he had broken his arm, but the social part of it. Though Des had enough to talk about for both of them. It was a strange relationship that formed, but Des took a special place in his heart, too bad his father (or some henchmen of his father) came to collect them rather abruptly. He never had a chance to even say goodbye to Desmond, or write something down on that cast as he had promised.

Once back home, life continued as if nothing had happened. His father was delighted with his new weapon, his mother... not so much, but who cared for her opinion anyway? The little trip had costed her any chance to be with her son. At the mere age of 12, he was send along with smaller missions. People that were behind in payments and needed a little... encouragement to pay up. The horrors he saw did not really phase him as he merely observed and taught himself more about the human body and it weaknesses. By the age of 14, he was send out on his own and with great success. He either got them to pay up after all, or he got rid of the problem and got the money. Yet he still had to wait another two years before he was officially welcomed into the yakuza ranks and allowed to start on his very own back piece, a koi on his right shoulder blade. Over the years the tattoo spread out as his number of kills went up just as drastically. A second koi over his left shoulder blade was added after his 18th birthday.

The waves following when he was 21. They symbolized the turmoil that had started within their yakuza group. His brothers were unhappy with the treatment Akisha had gotten so far, since they felt their positions as heirs were treatened, even while Akisha had no interest to be anything more than a weapon. So they had planned to take what was rightfully theirs and kill their father to claim the throne. Also not that uncommon with Yakuza families. However they had underestimated the loyalty of their half brother as he had been tasked to protect the old man, who had long seen this coming. The eldest son turned against the middle son and the middle son had to pay with his life eventually. Killed by the cold sharp katana of his half-brother, and thus red color was added to his back. Not even a month had passed and the legimate sons would have gotten their wish. The Yakuza leader died in the most stupid way he could.... heart-attack in his sleep. Yet it became the center of his tattoo, the yin and yan piece was added in memoire to his father.

The reign of his eldest brother started immediately and Akisha was kicked out on the streets without much mercy. Their fathers brother took the oppertunity and contracted Akisha as his personal hitman, for the male had not at all been blind for the raw talent he had. Over the two years that followed he was polished more, his work becoming cleaner and cleaner. Not only thanks to his training, but also his college studies as a medical student and thus increasing knowledge of the human body, especially its weaknesses. Despite his background, he managed to keep up quite good grades, but still at 24 he had to give up the studies. Mostly because he had no ambition to continue them and because family drama had once more picked up. His eldest brother had made a dear mistake of trusting the wrong person and after three failed attempts, he had no choice but to ask for Akisha's help. Despite their bad blood, Akisha took the job, more so because it was a threat to their whole Yakuza family. His brother said his thanks afterwards and that was pretty much the last time they spoke directly towards each other.

Now at the age of 27, his days consist mostly of training, fighting and fullfilling assingments. His skills ranging from the most disgusting murders to leave a clear warning to sneaky untraceable political kills. He is the guard dog, the cleaner, from their Yakuza family and like many years ago, he still has no problem with simply doing as he told. No questions asked, just meeting the quota...
~ FC: Jung Ji-hoon // Rain Bi
~ Hexcode: #00b359
~ His penthouse [spoili]

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