TheMushroomLord
Shovel
Name:
Some, Han
Age:
Twenty Four
Starting Location/Current Location:
At present, Han is in the pirate town of Port Razule, located on the coast of the East Blue jungle island, Rojango. Pirates, scoundrels, thieves, and traitors fill this town, along with normal civilians and locals just trying to get by. In a twisted way, having so many criminals in town provides an odd sense of security. No one dares pillage a pirate's home. The town has everything a seafarer could want. Taverns to quench his thirst and enjoy time ashore, docks full of ship builders, pirates trying to recruit a crew, shops galore and a rather famous black market.
Appearance:
Han stands at around seven feet and seven inches while weighing approximately two hundred and ten pounds.
Personality:
Han is not exactly a popular man. Even with how awesome he knows he is. It's weird. But most people don't like him, they merely put up with him. Though, despite not liking him, the residents of Loguetown have a strange kind of love for him. He's one of their own after all. Yep. One of their very own mistakes. For it is their fault, somehow, that he is like this.
Han has all the best stories about things he's done or heard. He gets all the prettiest and largest ladies, or so he claims. He loves to have fun and laugh and joke. He loves it so much he will happily tell you one of his many, many single-joke he knows at any and possibly all times. He is on the market for much more money than he's worth and, honestly, can be yours for free if you will take him off of the towns hands and give him a good home.
Currently, Han is looking for friends, more love than he can handle, and possibly some kind of works-for-free helper man to help him out in those times when he decides to let the other guys win in all the fights.
Dream/Goal:
To be the world's greatest pirate. To be loved, envied, and feared. To be the next Pirate King.
History:
Han has been living in Port Razule his whole life. Much to the people of Port Razule's chagrin. As a very young child his parents, who were highly respected parents within Port Razule and the pirating community, died. Leaving poor young Han all alone.
The people of Port Razule decided they weren't going to stand by and just watch that happen to the son of such close friends. And so they decided to raise him collectively, each chipping in a little for food and clothes and such whenever they had some spare coins. They took him in as a sort of community pet. Just about everyone in town has had him live with them for at least one night, maybe when the weather was bad or something equally awful to the point that pity outweighed annoyance. And he's, well, not welcome but tolerated by a lot of people if he turns up just in time for dinner with puppy-dog eyes. Which he just might. Because he has no sense of shame, or skills to earn himself money to buy his own food.
He was raised by all the pirates who came to town as well as the ones who live there permanently. So as you would imagine, he was raised on amazing tales from the world over. And plenty of them about his own parents. This gave him a great desire to become the best. To be the strongest. The coolest. The most lady-attracting-est. He began training with his father's sword and mother's pistols. His sole possessions. Unless you count clothes in which case he has more things. But he trained with this sword and pistols a lot. He made up his own style. He has never fought anyone with it because he's scared of actually cutting or shooting up someone from Port Razule, they are his family that wouldn't be cool. So he only ever fights with fists, and he's not good at that. But he's pretty sure his style is amazing and in an actual fight he would destroy all who stood in his way.
Sadly life and reality win over daydreams. And reality had other plans for little Han. It decided it didn't want him to grow and blossom into a good man, a true pirate and somebody you'd be proud to say you know. Instead as he grew he became a man with a grossly out of proportion sense of self-confidence and ego. And being raised by pirates did little to help teach him restraint or manners. And he certainly has no shame. Nonetheless, he is on a journey to become the new pirate king. Which would be easy, of this he's certain, if not for the fact that nobody in Port Razule will agree to let him sail with them. He gets it. He knows they are all either too scared to risk him getting hurt, or too proud to allow someone aboard who will show them up. He does know what that must be like. He understands those feelings. But that doesn't make it any less sad that nobody will take him with them and give him the chance to shine like the golden pirate god he knows he can be. Still, he has other plans in the works now. And he is getting himself ready to do something big.
Crew:
None
Ship:
None
Specialty/Profession:
Quartermaster and Housekeeper
Fighting Style:
Han has developed a formless style of fighting, because no one would train with or teach him, that incorporates unorthodox stances and erratic movements along with both swordsmanship and marksmanship. He calls this the Han Some Style, where he wields a pistol in one hand and a sword in the other.
Weapons:
Han's weapons of choice are a cool-looking but old and abused sword that used to be his father's, and a pair of large-barrel flintlock pistols that were previously owned by his mother.
Devil Fruit:
None
Items:
Dad's Sword and Mom's Pistols
Bounty:
None