[hider=Boez Cris WIP][center][img]http://safebooru.org/images/1809/62915151e3c4a2a0fe5b3125d9eb96031008c849.jpg?1891687[/img]
[color=c5a5d4][h3]“If all the world's an orchestra, this adventure will be our magnum opus.”[/h3][/color][/center]
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[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Name[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Boez [s]D.[/s] Cris[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Race[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Human (Homo Zaniens)[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Age[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]20[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Place of Origin[/b][/u][/color]
[indent][s]The Holy Land of Mariejois[/s][/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Crew[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]----- Pirates[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Role[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Captain and Musician[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Current Bounty[/b][/u][/color]
[indent][img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]?? for the following crimes: 
[list]
[*]Kidnapping of Wafer D. Kite* ([img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]??)
[*]Piracy, duh ([img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]??)
[*]Numerous Counts of Evading Arrest ([img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]?? total)
[*]Destruction of Public Property ([img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]??)
[*]Harboring Escaped Slaves ([img]http://i.stack.imgur.com/0mvFAm.gif[/img]??)
[*]Other Crimes I'm sure
[/list]
[sub][I]* Cris' initial bounty was considered higher than average, and although most now know Kite is a willing member of his crew, the crime has remained on his bounty due to the effort of Kite's mother and to cover up the actual reason he was proclaimed a criminal by the Marine Captain of Orange Town[/I][/sub][/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Cris is almost as well known for his flamboyant manner of dress as he is for his eccentric behavior. He generally matches his clothing to his purple hair, nails and eyes with a scarf, armband and longcoat extending down to his knees. Underneath, he wears a simple black shirt and boots to go with a pair of beige jeans held up by a white belt. Cris is of average height for a male in his age group, standing at roughly 5'8" and weighing a magnificently mundane 132 lbs, or 1.73m and 59.8kg for those who use the metric system.[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Equipment[/b][/u][/color] 
[indent]While he has since moved on to electric guitars and various other musical implements, Cris still retains a rather worn down case holding his first instrument, a violin given to him by his mother during his formative years in Shells Town. He claims to keep it purely out of sentimental value and his crew has never seen him playing it.[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Devil Fruit[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Paramecia, [url=http://onepiece.wikia.com/wiki/Gura_Gura_no_Mi]Gura-Gura no Mi[/url] (Since we're scalin', innit.)

Though he has consumed one of the most powerful Devil Fruit currently known to the world, Cris is completely ignorant of this fact, believing that he has instead eaten the "Sound-Sound Fruit", given his general use of his newfound powers. For the most part, Cris utilizes the tremors he generates to mimic sound waves for various purposes, whether it be amplifying the sound of his own voice or guitar to acting as a one man band by playing any chosen instrument in such a way that it emits an entire ensemble with an accompanying female singing voice. He has also shown the ability to 'throw' his voice across an unspecified distance in order to communicate with others that are out of earshot. The drawback to this, however, is that the other party has no way to communicate with him.[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Fighting Style[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]As one might expect given the nature of his Devil Fruit, Cris's method of combat revolves around using his guitar as both a medium for his powers and an improvised weapon. This usually involves Cris smashing his guitar into an opponent's head and sending them flying with the ensuing sonic boom, or amplifying any of the sound he generates to dangerous, eardrum shattering levels, though luckily enough he seems to be impervious to such things. Outside of his Devil given abilities, Cris has been noted as sufficiently agile and flexible, which certainly helps one not get hit and subsequently knocked unconscious.

[u][b]Sonic Symphony[/b][/u]: As mentioned, by utilizing his Devil Fruit in unison with his guitar, or any instrument, for that matter, Cris is capable of emitting sonic waves of force at a moment's notice. Typically, this involves Cris either strumming his guitar at an oncoming group of enemies or bashing them over the head. Either way works, really.

[b][u]Forte Falsetto[/u][/b]: Though already in possession of an impressive singing voice, Cris is able to amplify it to heights impossible for normal humans to achieve, effectively making his voice a lethal weapon. Most often, Cris manifests this ability in the form of a magnificent falsetto.[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Skills & Abilities[/b][/u][/color]
[indent][b][u]Musicien le Magnifique[/u][/b]: Having been trained by his mother and dedicating himself to becoming the world's greatest musician from a very early age, Cris is exceptionally gifted with a number of instruments. These range from the piano, cello and harp to his newly minted trademark guitar. While many claim his skill comes from his fruit rather than his fingers, Cris has swore up and down that while with his powers he's capable of doing the impossible, without them he can do almost as well.

[b][u]Quick Wit and a Silver Tongue[/u][/b]: He's charming innit.[/indent]
[color=c5a5d4][u][b]Background Information[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Cris was born in Orange Town within the East Blue some twenty years ago to a music teacher who doubled as a single mother. He did not have the luxury of knowing about his father, as his mother almost never spoke about the man, and Cris never felt particularly inclined to ask about him as a child. 

With his mother being an instructor, Cris took to the musical arts very early into his childhood. He would soon come to the realization that not only was his mother a supremely skilled artist, but that he had seemingly inherited her talent with a menagerie of musical implements. First and foremost, his mother molded him into something of a savant with the classical instruments in her possession. Violin. Piano. Harp. Such were the tools of the trade, and Cris took to them like a bird to flight. Despite a lack of paternal awareness, Cris maintains that he had a happy childhood with his mother in Orange Town.

At the age of eight, like almost every other child in the world, Cris became enraptured by the last words of the man that was larger than life itself, Gold Roger. He, like so many others, had his sense of adventure sparked by the late Pirate King, and while his mother did her best to quell such ambitions, the itch for adventure never left Cris' mind from that day onward. He looked outward to the world at large, knowing that his destiny awaited him far away from the Organ Islands.

Cris has always been extremely confident in his abilities. So much so that this confidence had been misconstrued as arrogance on several occasions by his fellow students. As one might expect, this made it particularly hard for Cris to make friends in his youth. The only friend he managed to maintain was another boy named Kite, whose mother ran the bar Cris' mother happened to frequent. It was also at this bar that Cris first heard the sound of a guitar from a touring band that happened to be playing. Fickle as children often are, Cris implored his mother to buy him one. She did, and much to her surprise, Cris dedicated himself almost exclusively to it.

Cris' mother fell ill sometime after he turned fifteen. Though they certainly weren't poor, the cost of medicine soon saw the family of two's savings dry up. Not knowing what else to do, Cris began to sell his mother's collection of instruments to pay for her care. He was down to the final two instruments in the house when his mother finally passed on. Those instruments? The violin his mother gave him as a child and his trademark guitar.

Not knowing what else to do to sustain himself, Cris began wandering the streets of Orange Town, living off the donations of strangers. It was during this time that the local bar became something of a second home to Cris, as it was his most frequent venue, so to speak. A few years later, and he'd achieved the minor notoriety of being the hottest act in town, in more ways than one.

His prodigious talent with musical instruments and singing aside, Cris also happens to be a very charming man in general. This, of course, made him quite popular with the ladies on his home island. One night several months ago, when he was performing at the local watering hole that had essentially become his second home, Cris' eye caught an unnaturally beautiful young woman. After a few too many drinks, Cris found himself being led back to said feminine beauty's estate. However, before anything too graphic could be done, Cris was caught red-handed by a father yelling at the top of his lungs. What he did not expect, however, was an accompanying group of men with muskets. As it turns out, Marine Captains don't take kindly to starving artists seducing their daughters. Wishing his companions farewell and leaping from the second story window, Cris managed to escape his pursuers by hiding out in the only place he could think of: Kite's home.

After informing his only friend of the night's events, the duo devised a plan to, in no uncertain terms, get the hell out of dodge. This involved the two of them sneaking out once more and making their way to the docks, where they just so managed to "borrow" someone's dinghy. By the time they managed to sail to the nearest neighboring island, a bounty had already been placed on Cris' head for kidnapping, evading arrest, and appropriately enough, piracy. Thus began Cris' life at sea, unusual as such a coronation might be.

The months since he has been branded a pirate have certainly been eventful for Cris. He's managed to escape capture on numerous occasions, swindle [i]another[/i] pirate out of his devil fruit and commandeer said pirate's ship after a heated encounter when his victim sobered up (That he ended up having to [i]eat[/i] the devil fruit in order to get out alive was a bit of a hassle, but so be it), and assemble quite an odd collection of companions. After the initial shock of realizing he was now the captain of a pirate crew, Cris decided there was only one place that he and his newfound friends could go from here: the Grand Line. 

All it'd take was a quick stop at Loguetown to resupply and they'd be off to scale Reverse Mountain.[/indent][/hider]