Kian always dons his winter coat over his shoulders. Much like above he adores that flimsy thing for some reason. Underneath his mask is a smooth jawline'd face, some called it good looks, and others haven't, who knows. His most stand out feature are his darkset, sharp orange eyes that seem to pierce right through you. His left eye has a scar that runs down from his eyebrow to his cheekbones, this is also his augmented eye which glows a dull white when in use, he tends to keep this eye closed when he has no need for it. Otherwise his other features that make him standout is his relatively pale complexion, complemented by his stark white hair.
A trademark he always has on him is his short navy blue scarf wrapped loosely around his neck. The rest of his apparel is relatively normal, loose jeans for sprinting and tight upper clothes with a bullet vest.
Personality:
⌘ Unwavering Optimism: Kien is one of the few optimist left in this desolate world. He somehow finds a the silver lining, a different perspective when bad things occur, no matter how grim. A smile is always usually plastered against his pale complexion. This is a double edged sword at times, usually making him look more naive than others. ⌘ Battle Trance: When the situation turns bad/serious, he dons an almost apathetic facade. His voice loses its usual happy go-lucky attitude and becomes cold and deep. He talks alot less, only talking if key information needs to be communicated. His eyes also becomes half-lidded, allowing Kien to focus all of his attention onto the mission at hand. ⌘ Mediator: Verbal spats tend to occur around the 'Devil's Runners', Kian would be the first at the scene to try and deescalate the situation. Even if it doesn't always work he still tries, if he didn't who would. ⌘ Knowledgeable: Kian tends to read anything tangible he can get his hands on, as such he has accumulated alot of knowledge both useful and trivial. This can help him in his personal customization of his weapons/armour.
Background:
Kien was born to parents who adored the ways of the past. Be it from old tales of the older century, of knights, samurai, vikings, they were absolutely rapt in these ancient stories. In an age of technological advance where everyone quickly forgoed the past, they stuck to it like tree sap. This fascination even extended to weaponry of old, katanas, rapiers, and especially the crossbow. Kien in particular had a liking towards the crossbow.
Kien's parents were both excellent marksmen, being able to hit targets from an extremely impressive distance. However it wouldn't be a stretch to call Kien a prodigy, he was soon able to surpass his parents and rose above and beyond what any kid should have. For some peculiar reason the symbol of the goat was always present, logo on his sleeves and crossbow.
It wasn't until that incident that Kien would be forced to up the antsy of his masterful use of the crossbow. He survived the destruction of Enoh, and with his own eyes witnessed his own parents demise infront of him during the initial panic, his parents last breaths pleaded with him not to blame himself and live on happily. This was a dark time for Kien, he fell into a put of self loathing and apathy. In this period he took less then savory jobs. It took him near a decade of self-discovery to process and internalize his parents final wish for him, in present he tries to atone for this in his own ways, and trying to help individuals as much as he could. During this period he hones his skill near to mastery.
A few months have passed, and whilst doing some oddjobs he had a run in with the Devil Runners and somehow was able to impress them with his own marksmanship, and would eventually joined them. He joined as their eyes, and cover during missions.
Pros:
⌘ Eye transplant: After the incident with his parents Kien was surgically implanted with an artificial left eye. With this eye he's able to see wide and far distances easily, allowing him to provide invaluable reconnaissance for his team. It also helps augment his already superb marksmanship. This eye glows a dull white when in usage. ⌘ Marksmanship: His most noteworthy skill is his marksmanship, he had earned the name 'Deadeye', and has pinpoint accuracy on his crossbow, and do some degree his AUG aswell. The runners tend to depend on him as their cover when running missions. ⌘ Close-Mid Quarters Combat: He's no stranger to a close-mid range battle, particularly when his location had been compromised. He's not on the same level of his other teammates but he is able to fend off an odd pursuer or two if time calls for it. He has personally received a few lessons on CQC from Loki.
Quirks:
⌘ Naivety: His optimism sometimes clouds his judgement, he can make odd calls here and there when he feels pity for the enemy (particularly if they're human). He chooses to see good in alot of people when time and time again this has proven to be false. This also extends to hard calls that have to be made at times. ⌘ Touchy about his 'fake' eye: Because it reminds him of his parents untimely deaths, he closes his left eye when not in use of it. When others comment on his eye he gets uncharacteristically irritable, and wears a glare on his face. He also gets silent and defensive during this time, and after being left by himself for a few hours he can go back to his normal self.
Habits:
⌘ Collecting old relics: A habit instilled by his parents that has stuck was his odd fascination with anything relating to the time before the destruction. He goes out of his way to find relics, and usually spends a considerable amount of his personal sum to trade for them. His quarters is full of things from the past. ⌘ Bonecracking: When he needs to think of anything that he deems serious he has an unconscious nervous tick of cracking his bones like his fingers, or neck.
Equipment:
⌘ Gas Mask: [Seen in the appearance] As per the norm, Kien also carries around a gas mask for safety reasons. ⌘ Crossbow:[Reference] His most prized crossbow, lovingly named 'Ashes and Bones' ⌘ Tavor:[Reference] A small, lightweight assault rifle for when his crossbow doesn't cut it. ⌘ Bullet Proof Vest: He wears it just in case it would be for use, and it's light enough to be able to sprint in. ⌘ Army Knife: Used as a last resort alongside his CQC as a last resort in really closed quarters skirmishes.
Relations/Initial impressions:
⌘ Ashur:
"Classic Mrs Sadist, loves to inflict pain, I think. Her leadership is otherwise extremely noteworthy. I don't know how she manages everyone and make them stand in line, pretty impressive stuff. I think she's out to get me for my crossbow."
⌘ Rue:
"The youngest, and pretty much the one that stirs up the most trouble back at home. She's an interesting little thing, she's got a knack for chemistry like Flamel. I find her to be one of the hardest to get a conversation going. In mission she sings an entirely different tune, she's a great shot, and she covers you notably well."
⌘ Klaus:
"I mean I get his nickname is speed, but hearing and seeing are very two different things; needless to say, dude's fast. He's mostly a tad overprotective, kinda like a bear actually; he's kinda like the big brother I never had. Other than that we have a mutual interest towards each others weapons, the drawing weight of his bow is nothing to be scoffed at, it's impressive how he can handle it in dangerous situations. Other than that I've offered to teach him how to handle a simple handgun for emergency purposes."
⌘ Sidney:
"Sidney? She really reminds me of Ashur at times, except more exlosivey than sadist. She's pretty much the frontline when it comes to missions, and I wouldn't dispute it, the frontline is a damned harsh place but she gets the job done."
⌘ John:
"Good ol' John, he's pretty much the grizzled war vet that keeps everyone grounded. It's not always a bad thing, but he also tends to do it when good things occur; calling him a skeptic isn't too far off. His criticisms always uhhm, yeah they sting but it's the harsh truth, in these days i'd rather have the hard truth than a comforting lie cause it just might be the difference between living and dying."
⌘ Russel:
"Our very own medic, i'd be lying if I said everyone in runners hasn't visited this guy more than once. I've seen his handiwork first hand in the field, and it's not the most beautiful thing but it gets the job done even if it hurts alot in the meantime; nevertheless it's reassuring to have him present."
⌘ Vadri:
"Vadri is well adjusted all things considered. I think I can count on her to mediate if I'm not around or sleeping, or something. She's a good listener too, she almost never interrupts you when you talk and provides a good opinion at the end. Glad she has my back."
⌘ Liam:
"We get along relatively well cause' we both read, he tends to borrow a book or two from me from time to time and when time allows it we can discuss some books we liked. We do butt heads on occasion at times, but that's easily water under the bridge and we get along surprisingly well."
⌘ Konstantin:
"One of the two resident chemists in devils runners. When my eye acts up he really doesn't ask much questions aside from the general ones which is very appreciated. Flamel is dealing with everything happening as much as the next guy, and he doesn't really try to hide it so respect to that. Overall he's a good guy that has your back behind the scenes."
Kian Deadeye Happy, go lucky in a terse situation. In a bleak situation he would always have this stupid plastered smile on his face, but has a trigger that turns him into a cold, hearted individual. Maybe that's why he's lived for so long?
Unfortunately didn't get used since rp didn't start off due to... reasons.
Devan Edmond Put between an impossible side where he himself would prefer to be a pacifist, he realizes that is impossible to not be violent, but will try so anyway. Extremely naive in that respect, but eitherway, he'll try his damnest best if he has to.
Levi Lynn Driven by his horrid and disgusting past, and teetering over the edge of being a villain, with only the thought of his sister keeping him sane, he'll wipe the slate clean, dead or not.
Rei Miyamoto His past was another tragic filled one, his father figure murdered on the day of 'collapse' infront of his eyes. He set his eyes on one goal, the death of those that wronged him.
Satou Itao He used gaming as an escapism tool, and took on a lone-wolf persona tending to carry all the burden himself and maybe make it out alive.
Loki: "Classic Mrs Sadist, loves to inflict pain, I think. Her leadership is otherwise extremely noteworthy. I don't know how she manages everyone and make them stand in line, pretty impressive stuff. I think she's out to get me for my crossbow."
Alexis: "That hook grapple thing she uses is impressive to say the least, it makes her so nimble and... yeah. Otherwise she seems to be one that wouldn't fit into a team-scenario, but Loki manages to do it anyways. You know, thinking about it, she reminds me of a 'ninja' during the Sengoku era."
Mira: "Comeon, don't tell me anyone didn't notice that she lowers her voice, no? Anyways I've seen her medical skills first hand and it's spectacular. Seems like you really need a unique trait to get in Devil's runners or something."
John: "I don't really talk to him that much, seems like he's a bit... more unstable than the others, well atleast in fights, he gets this 'look' in his eyes. Not much else to say really, still unconsciously have my guard up when I converse with him."
Max: "You know, those people in the past. What were they called... uh, the vikings, yeah? I was reading about them the other day, and this guy, for whatever reason, is my vision on what they looked, and somewhat acted like. Generally though, he's pretty nice in contrast with his appearance, but I'll be damned if I don't get intimidated."
Kian always dons his winter coat over his shoulders. Much like above he adores that flimsy thing for some reason. Underneath his mask is a smooth jawline'd face, some called it good looks, others haven't who knows. The thing that stands out the most of his appearance are his stark orange eyes that seem to pierce right through you, almost like a bullet, and a notable scar running down from his left eye next to his mouth.
He also always dons this simple, short navy blue scarf around his neck. The rest of his apparel are pretty much normal, loose jeans for sprinting and tight upper clothes with a bullet vest.
Personality:
Kien is one of the few optimist left in this desolate world. He somehow tries to look at the silver lining at every bad things that happen, no matter how grim. He has a love for the old, forgotten things of the world, which tripled after the world's destruction right after the incident, he always tries and collects anything that does so, like old books, items and such.His smile is always plastered on his face, unless the situation turns serious.
When the situation turns bad/serious, he dons an almost apathetic facade. His voice loses its usual happy go-lucky attitude and becomes cold and deep. He also talks alot less, only talking if key information needs to be said. His eyes also becomes half-lidded, which for some odd reason allows Kien to focus on his current situation.
Biography:
Kien was born to parents who adored the ways of the past. Be it from old tales of the older century, of knights, samurai or cowbows, they were absolutely rapt in these ancient stories. In an age of techlogical advance where everyone was leaving the past, they stuck to it like damned tree sap. This fascination even extended to weapons, katanas, rapiers, and especially the crossbow.
Kien's parents were both excellent marksmen, being able to hit something difficult from an extremely impressive distance. Of course, Kien also grew up fascinating things of the past much like his parents, but his prowess with the crossbow was unparelled. He quickly surpassed his parents skill and rose above and beyond what any kid should have. For some peculier reason the symbol of the goat was always present, to his arm logo and his crossbow.
It wasn't until that incident that Kien would be forced to up the antsy of his masterful use of the crossbow. He survived the destruction of Enoh, and with his own eyes witnessed his own parents demise infront of him, but his parents pleaded at him not to blame himself and live on happily. A few years pass, and whilst doing some oddjobs he had a run in with the Devil Runners and somehow was able to impress them with his own sharpshooting and the rest was history.
Unique Trait:
Kien has a transplant on his eye that gives him an 'eagle's eye', he's able to see wide and far distances easily, allowing for some quick reconnaissance and maybe picking off a few enemies with his marksmanship. He can also run insane distances without getting tired, a trait honed since he was young.
The most impressive thing about Kien is his marksmanship. He's able to shoot far distances, and on extremely small objects with no sweat. Only few have been actually able to match his shooting skills, and he prides himself on that.
Equipment:
Gas Mask: [Seen in the appearance] As per the norm, Kien also carries around a gas mask for safety reasons. Crossbow:[Reference] His most prized crossbow, lovingly named 'Ash.' Tavor:[Reference] A small, lightweight assault rifle for when his crossbow doesn't cut it. Bullet Proof Vest: He wears it just in case it would be for use, and it's light enough to be able to sprint in.
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