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A Broken Sword, Cry the Raven, Death is the end (A Sengoku Jidai Era Samurai RP)

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A Broken Sword, Cry the Raven, Death is the end (A Sengoku Jidai Era Samurai RP)

Name: Banzai Emi
Faction: Matsudaira
Position/Profession: Samurai Retainer
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Items:
Tsukubo- Emi has a tsukubo almost at all times, he prefers his own made of maple.
Yoroidoshi x2 - He carries two ivory hilted Yoroidoshi on various parts of his body though he usually has one up each sleeve in a strap.
Happuri- Always

Ivory hilted Katana
His armour is made in the Kikko fashion. He also has a pair of Kote arm protectors with iron plates.
Abilities: He’s highly skilled with any variety of polearms, he's also well versed in the art of Battojutsu, and Taiho Jutsu and is known for his lightning reactions. He’s intelligent, but never tries to open his mouth to much.
Personality: Emi is a kind man and a loyal soldier, those who call him friend knew him for his high spirit and constant optimism, though his enemies would likely never see the other side of his Mempo. The contrast between him relaxing and on alert are obvious, though he’s been known for heated arguments on and off duty. Emi is all around a nice person, and believes everyone should be treated justly, no matter there creed.
Biography: Emi grew up with his two elder brothers until the age of 8 when they were taken by the same see that took his parents, though as a young boy his brothers had been training to become samurai and had begun teaching him there techniques. When they died he took his Fathers katana and his mothers Tsukubo from the remnants of his shack and left the coast in search of life. What he found closer resembled death, and he was almost forced to sell his fathers sword when an old sonless man saw him begging on the road side one day and he took him in. The man though old had seen many hazardous days and Emi learned much from him including Battojutsu, but one day when Emi was 16 he came home to the old man lying in bed covered in sweat.
The man whispered a few raspy sentences into his ear before laying over not having the strength to sit up any longer, after that the man never moved again his hand still clutched the sword at Emi’s side. The old man had never told him his full name and had never asked the boy for his in return but on that day the man told him his full name, and his story. “In the past my name was Banzai Aito, I had a 5 sons and a wonderful wife, and every night I went to bed with fat pockets for my work. One day I came home and found my oldest son lying there, cuts across his once beautiful cheeks, my house burned behind me, and i picked my son up and took him away to start life anew. When he awoke he blamed me for what had happened, he said I had not been there, he said she had died yelling for me, and he had not been there. So he left, I hear he had three little boys and lived on the coast somewhere… damn boy, ran off with my sword.” Emi cried harder than he had in his whole life as the old mans lifeless face smiled at him. In his hand was a note, in it detailed that Emi was the last heir to his fortunes and his legacy. The note also read “Never forget your true family, never be fooled, or you’ll pay as I did, the day you forget which family is your true family.” It took Emi a long time to truly begin to understand that. Later that year he became a Retainer for Matsudaira, as he seemed to have no family left. Before he left the old man he cut both of his own cheeks deep. Thats when he stopped crying.
Relationship: Under development….

A Broken Sword, Cry the Raven, Death is the end (A Sengoku Jidai Era Samurai RP)

[Add Char info here...] ill have it up by tonight hopefully...

Anima (Super-human Experiments) {more than you thought it was}

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ParaCom: Adversary Uncertain (Official Thread for RP and OOC)

Charles rushed to Will's side as he found cover throwing a stun grenade toward a skeletons rib cage. "Are you hurt?" He said pulling his med kit out instinctively, but he noticed that the shot hadn't broke through the armor. "Damned lucky then?" He said dropping his med kit to his side as he radioed up to Xavier. "What's it look like we're dealing with here? You think its safe?" Charles risked a peak over the barrier quickly.

ParaCom: Adversary Uncertain (Official Thread for RP and OOC)

Charles woke up early in a groggy mood and proceeded to find some food and coffee, feeding Sam most of his plat as she ran around his table as he read Candide, ou l'Optimisme as he heard the announcement. He quickly found a scientist who he arranged to take care of Sam while he was gone and he made his way to the armory. He found his rifle and tried on one of the new suits, hearing Gath's yelling over the headset and he grabbed his belt and ran to catch up to the crew. Charles took a seat and pulled his banana across his lower face, it was a skull with a vivid picture of earth etched into the skulls mouth.

ParaCom: Adversary Uncertain (Official Thread for RP and OOC)

Charles put out his cigarette, taking another out of his pack and lighting it. He then brought the pup up and set her down on the table making sure she wasn't injured or anything. She had a bushy coat with an almost white base ranging closer to a creamy yellow. Her back was golden and her hind end had a few black spot here and there. "What do I name you?" Charles had never had a pet as a child and he wasn't sure what a conventional name for a Jackal would be. "Anubis?" He said drunkenly at the puppy seeing if she would respond. She was finding the table fascinatingly scary, running from edge to edge trying to figure out how the thing was even standing up. He took a deep drink of the Bourbon he had got from the bartender, the sweet pain it caused was worth the money he had to cough up.

"Kali?" He said a crazy light reaching his eyes? The pup was having none of it and she just sat there starring at her new master, head on paws. "Well, help me out here..." He took a deep drag of his smoke and another idea rose to his mind, a story his mother had told him as small boy. "Sampson?" The puppies eyes lit up and she began waging her tail and biting at his hand wrapped around the bottle. He chuckled under his breath. "So... you're a Christian Jackle huh?" He laughed deeply when the pup jumped down onto his lap and began stretching out to take a nap, apparently no longer questioning the integrity of the table.

ParaCom: Adversary Uncertain (Official Thread for RP and OOC)

Charles hesitated, when they came for him. He stood up and walked away, he had no intention of running, or even trying to get out. He walked past a room and saw a blow torch laying on a table and grabbed it. He then heard the roar of the man and walked into the room he was going crazy in, sneaking up behind him as best he could he tried to set him on fire. That's when he ran.

ParaCom: Adversary Uncertain (Official Thread for RP and OOC)

Charles listened. Unlike the rest he didn't want to cry or scream, he didn't want someone to avenge. He wanted peace, and this was the last way it was gonna happen, crying over Lazar would have been like crying at his own funeral. Charles was tired of death, he was tired of this alone feeling... Alone. He felt the word reverberate trough the cell without him saying anything. His mind made little death clouds in the air from his cigarette smoke, but he couldn't close his eyes.

Anima (Super-human Experiments) {more than you thought it was}

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