[hider=Grandmaster Bushido Brown][center][img]https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11123/111236300/6215717-bushido_brown.png[/img][/center] Origin And Backstory (In A Maximum Of Four Paragraphs): Bushido Brown a.k.a. First Name Nobody Know, was born and raised in Harlem under the prestidiginatious tenure of the great Shogun of Lennox Avenue, Mamba Black, who ruled with iron fist across its four quarters: North, South, East, and West. For centuries, the title of Shogun was passed to any who could defeat the Lord of Lennox and could separate himself from the rest of the jive turkeys. Prostitutin’, pimpin’, and simpin’ pervaded far and wide, with no place for the good and honest man to hide. Wont to feel, five rose from Amsterdam Avenue to Pleasant Hill and one starry night the Shogun was killed. And just when he thought things couldn’t get hot, turns out Bushido’s mama was part of the plot! Now ain’t no debt that goes unpaid, not even for the most righteous of maids--them cats from East Harlem sent the Hateocracy to settle the bargain! Bushido’s mother was a bad mama jam, Master of the White Lotus school of ‘fu! But the Hateocracy proved too much for her to chew! Stinkmeaner, Crabmiser, Gripenasty, Pistofferson too, came into town and lo’, oh no! They burned the house down! Bushido’s mama, mean and brave, fought the Hateocracy and her son did escape! With his father, our young hero trained: karateka, judo, muay thai, many styles he used before he could take on the Lords of Lennox Avenue! Now pick those lopsided afros, and sucka don’t frown, come follow the tale of Grandmaster Bushido Brown! Powers and Abilities: What amounts to a ‘peak human’ in traditional comicverses: he is faster than the average human, stronger, more agile, and has better stamina but he is not enhanced by anything mystical and breaks and bruises just the same when acted on by greater forces than what the human body can resist. Otherwise, he runs the gamut of martial arts mastery in some areas: Judo, Western Boxing, Muay Thai, Jiu Jitsu, Shotokan, and competency in several others. Supporting Characters: [b]The Shogun of Harlem[/b] [list] [*] Elvira “Coffee” Mack (one bad bitty) [/list] [b]The White Lotus Clan[/b] [list] [*]Rattlesnake Joe Brown (Bushido’s father) [*]Tai Pei [*] Rashida Brown (deceased) [/list] [b]The Hateocracy[/b] [list] [*]Lord Rufus Crabmiser [*]George Pistofferson [*]Esmerelda Gripenasty [*]Colonel H. Stinkmeaner [/list] [b]The Five Hands of Harlem[/b] [list] [*]Luna ‘Crazy Killer Kung Fu Wolf Chick’ Jones [*]Antoine, Just Antoine [*]Mr. Dolemite [*]Mrs. Dolemite [*]Little Thang [/list] [b]Playas Circle[/b] [list] [*]Sugarfoot Robinson [*]Baby Bitty [*]Doodoo Darrell [*]Mr. ? [/list] [b]The Kumite[/b] [list] [*]Not a character but a far-out place where an annual karate tournament is held for the trippiest bitties and karate men to flex muscle and tussle. [/list] Sample Post: “Woooaah wooaahh, hol’ it there na’!” ordered Doodoo Darrell to the rest of the Playas Circle, “you trynna tell Doodoo Darrell he gots ta give up [i]half[/i] his earnin’s from his sweet babies? Who say?” “I don’t make no rules, triple D, but we gotta foll’ em! You want Coffee to send Luna ass back here again? You memba what I told you she said?” chimed Sugarfoot, “You say she said,” [i][b]A Week Ago[/b][/i] A black pump heel whipped the side of Sugarfoot Robinson’s face as far as his neck could swivel and sent him flying into the soft leather couch which, along with a few other dollar store quality items, served as the warehouse’s decor. A child like scream came from behind Luna--a child like scream she was all too familiar with. Baby Bitty caught a freshly prepared backhand across his pudgy, round face and fell lump on his behind, shades of dust defaming his pink overalls, “Gotdamn you, crazy ass kung fu--YEEEEEEE!” that same black pump heel made a good churning of Baby Bitty’s unsavory parts, “Now you [i]know[/i] I don’t like that name, Bitty,” she bent down “I-” [i]click, click![/i] Sugarfoot had pulled his six shooter from his gold boot where it was always kept. A hampered mess on the ground, blood leaking from his mouth. Luna turned, her black leather trenchcoat wisping behind. From a hip holster she pulled a silver magnum, long barrel, “Go ‘head, sucka, pull that trigga one mo’ time, see if I don’t blow yo jive ass back to Timbuktu.” Away the weapon went. Mouse-like footsteps from Baby Bitty could be heard hitting the warehouse floor as Bitty tried to escape. Luna pulled her other silver magnum from the opposing holster as she turned to point both guns at her victims: the right gun pointed at Sugarfoot, the left and Baby Bitty’s back, “Getcho li’l ass back here before I blow it off! Now,” she exchanged a look with them both, “you [i]know[/i] why I’m here. Coffee ain’t havin’ no more of this holdin’ out shit. The deal was 25% of what y’all bring in. Last few kick ups been a li’l sho’t.” Bitty emitted quiet as possible, “well according to my recoll--” “SPEAK UP, BITTY.” Bitty flinched, gasped, and then did as she commanded, “W-well a-ccording to my recollection, the deal was not, as you say, fifty percent of our income. The deal was we take out Bushido Brown an--” “Terms done changed, Bitty, baby.” she holstered the gun pointed at Bitty’s back and continued, “Bushido Brown ain’t dead, and Coffee come to collect somehow. Maybe, just maybe, she said she might consider givin’ you back what is [i]rightfully[/i] yours [i]if[/i] you do this shit like it’s supposed to be done. You cats broke bad, now you eitha fix it or I’mma be ‘round here again--and it ain’t gonna be for just wreckin’ you fools, dig?” “Yeah, Luna, gahtdamnit! Nah get gone, can’t do much thinkin’ wit’ a piece in my face!” Sugarfoot cried out, the crimson blood running down his lips blended with the similarly tinted red fur coat he had on and the ruby diamond ring on his left ring finger. “That’s what I like to hear. Tell Doo’ his ass need to call me before I have to pay his ass a visit, too.” both guns holstered, she turned and made her exit. The door closed behind her, “damn, Damn, DAMN! DAMN YOU BUSHIDO BROOOWWNN!” both men shouted in unison.[/hider]