Name: Los Tiburon, The Shark of the Land
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Role on the ship: Food Procurement Specialist (Fisherman), Cooks assistant.
Weapon/Devil fruit: Sea Wrestling, a style of wrestling similar to Fishman Karate of his own invention.
Appearance: 7ft tall, well muscled and tan. Never wears a shirt, but does wear swim trunks and shoes that can be easily kicked off. Is never seen without his mask, which is stylized to look like a sharks face complete with fin on the top of his head.
Personality: A loud and boisterous man with a passion for the dramatic. The type of man who would never open a door when he could kick it down, and would never consider the door at all if the opportunity to burst through the wall arouse. A complete Face, he would never betray someones trust or use dirty tactics during a fight, but his tenancy to showboat and not end things right away can come back to bite him.
Is not a smart man, but is a passionate man.
Background: Hailing from Lucha Island, somewhere in the archipelago of your heart, the boy who would become Los Tiburon was not the shining example of masculinity he is today. Indeed, he was quite small and scrawny. Looking to become something more than a simple fisherman's son he sought out a great wrestling master that lived on an out of the way cape. The master took pity on this small, sad, scrawny, stupid looking boy and said yes, of course he would train him. His first task was to go out into the shallows and catch fish with his bare hands so as to improve his hand eye coordination. So the boy would go out, day after day catching fish, the master always promising that the next day they would start for real.
This was not true. The old master merely wanted dinner.
He died before he told Los Tiburon this.
Refusing to be deterred, and taking the old mans only lesson to heart, Los Tiburon has been wrestling fish ever since. Many types of fish, and he has grown strong doing so. He has vowed to defeat everything that swims in the ocean, and was in the process of this quest when he suplexed a tiger shark up out of the ocean and onto the deck of the ship before calling for someone to do a count. He's been on the ship ever since.
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Role on the ship: Food Procurement Specialist (Fisherman), Cooks assistant.
Weapon/Devil fruit: Sea Wrestling, a style of wrestling similar to Fishman Karate of his own invention.
Appearance: 7ft tall, well muscled and tan. Never wears a shirt, but does wear swim trunks and shoes that can be easily kicked off. Is never seen without his mask, which is stylized to look like a sharks face complete with fin on the top of his head.
Personality: A loud and boisterous man with a passion for the dramatic. The type of man who would never open a door when he could kick it down, and would never consider the door at all if the opportunity to burst through the wall arouse. A complete Face, he would never betray someones trust or use dirty tactics during a fight, but his tenancy to showboat and not end things right away can come back to bite him.
Is not a smart man, but is a passionate man.
Background: Hailing from Lucha Island, somewhere in the archipelago of your heart, the boy who would become Los Tiburon was not the shining example of masculinity he is today. Indeed, he was quite small and scrawny. Looking to become something more than a simple fisherman's son he sought out a great wrestling master that lived on an out of the way cape. The master took pity on this small, sad, scrawny, stupid looking boy and said yes, of course he would train him. His first task was to go out into the shallows and catch fish with his bare hands so as to improve his hand eye coordination. So the boy would go out, day after day catching fish, the master always promising that the next day they would start for real.
This was not true. The old master merely wanted dinner.
He died before he told Los Tiburon this.
Refusing to be deterred, and taking the old mans only lesson to heart, Los Tiburon has been wrestling fish ever since. Many types of fish, and he has grown strong doing so. He has vowed to defeat everything that swims in the ocean, and was in the process of this quest when he suplexed a tiger shark up out of the ocean and onto the deck of the ship before calling for someone to do a count. He's been on the ship ever since.