Christian Slade
Feb 23, 2013 10:53:19 GMT -5
Post by Christian Slade on Feb 23, 2013 10:53:19 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Christian Slade
Age: 26
Sex: M
Species: Human
Date Of Birth: 2-15-1987
Nationality: American
Hometown Burbank, CA/Tokyo, Japan
Occupation: Former Kage-no-Michi member, lives off of money from thefts he commits against those he brings down
Alignment: Neutral
Theme Song:
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Sebastian Stan
Height: 602
Weight 185
Hair color: BLK
Hair style: Curly-ish and short
Eye color: Gray
Skin color: C
Posture: He alternates it to the situation at hand
Scars/ Tattoo’s/ Other markings:
Accessories:
Clothes: He wears what he needs to wherever he is. When the clothes don’t have to be specific, and when he’s just normally around, he’ll wear dark boots, dark pants, and a lighter colored v-neck.
Anything Else?
Inner Stuff
Likes:
- Being able to help people
- Being able to use the past he’s ashamed of to do some good
- Tophats (see below)
Dislikes:
- His past
- People being hurt, killed, their lives ruined
- Being compared to Batman
Strengths:
- He’s highly trained in combat
- He’s fast and stealthy
- He has investments getting him money
Weaknesses:
- No armor at all
- He’s only human, no enhancements, nothing
- A gun doesn’t fit with his motif, so he doesn’t use one (as stupid as he knows that is)
Goal(s):
- Protect people
Habits/ Quirks:
- He doesn’t like watches, and always uses his phone for the time
- He avoids soda at all costs, along with most alcoholic drinks
- He avoids references to Batman
- He collects tophats (please someone tell me you get that reference)
Relationships:
Overview:
Christian is a man driven to do whatever it takes to protect people. He operates in the shadows as a vigilante, using his past to ensure the futures of others, instead of living out his own. He knows that he’s more like a superhero from a comic book or something, and doesn’t care about that. He just wants to do what he can, even with other heroes around. He knows that he can do something, and wants to, instead of leaving it exclusively to others.
As a man, Christian wears whatever face he has to. He goes where he has to, and works with what society has to offer him. His true face is that of a man driven; someone calm, calculating, honor-bound and determined. He won’t rest until injustices are corrected; he does whatever is possible to protect people, even if it’s bad for him. He’s caring to people, and will give them what they need, if he can help. He wants people to stand together, and does what he can to help others survive, and to stand with others.
In combat he’s very trained, using stealth to his advantage, using the flow of his robe whenever possible to confuse enemies. His weapon of choice is his sword, but he also uses knives and darts, focusing on trickery whenever necessary.
Other Equipment:
- He wears a uniform similar to this (minus the mask, just showing his open face), which offers him freedom of movement, and some flow with his robe to use in combat.
- As a vigilante, he uses a tactical sword slung across his back. He also wields small knives and darts.
History
Christian was abandoned as a child in Asia. He would come to know that his parents were on vacation and hadn’t wanted him. Upon birth, he was abandoned, but taken in by the Kage-no-Michi instead of being left to die alone.
Over years he learned about the Japanese, and his own American culture. When he was sixteen he was sent back to America, to Burbank, where his parents lived. He spent a few years there, training continually with another member. They wanted to at least let him see the life his parents had. They were ordinary people, and had just been on a vacation.
He went back to Japan to finish his training as a ninja. He wanted to leave them, however, and abandoned them before being given any armor or made into a true member. He went back to Burbank and kept them off of his back as best as he could.
He took up the role of a thief and vigilante (thief in only the regard of stealing from those he would bring down), using his ninja skills to further his career. He began to live a better life with this money, and visited his parents a few times as a vigilante, but only to watch them and wonder what type of people they were.
He continued to fight different criminals and bring down anyone he could. He went to various places in the country. He does what he can to fight what evils he encounters, but isn’t armored or powered in any way, relying solely on ninja training.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else:
OOC Name: Ren
Name Color 8B0000
Number Of Stars 3
Color Of Stars Red
Sample RP:
Christian slowly pulled the sword from its sheath on his back, looking out at the group of people below. Five of them; each one with a gun. He only had his sword and some darts and knives.
Stealth.
He dropped down and stayed crouched behind a crate. He drew a dart and came out, throwing it into the back of one man’s neck. He went down, and so Christian ducked back behind the crate, making his way for the wall and some other clutter.
By the time they saw their downed man, Christian slid behind the stuff, staying out of sight. He whipped a knife out this time, and over the distance, it found itself lodged into a man’s face.
Three.
This time they knew his direction, and he hadn’t moved. He laid low, sword still in hand as he waited.
He could hear them approaching, but where he was exactly was the question. He crawled on his stomach, able to now crouch behind a larger grouping of cluttered objects. One man came around his way, almost within striking distance.
In a moment, Christian cut him down with a blow to the throat from his sword. He grabbed the body and threw it out as he was fired upon. As soon as the body hit ground, he was already behind cover again, going for the wall. He kicked off of it and pushed himself up towards the catwalk, grabbing hold and flipping himself onto it before taking off.
A shot hit him in the leg as he was running, taking him down. As soon as he hit ground, he threw a dart, striking one of their shoulders, making them drop the gun. He pushed himself up and started to hobble along, getting out the first door he found.
He stood there before sliding to the ground, using a knife to try to get at the bullet. He could hear them coming, keeping his sword tight in his other hand.
As soon as one came into view, he impaled the man and rammed his body into him. It was the one with the wounded arm. He kept his body there, using the dead man’s body as a shield to take bullets with, before pushing him forward, letting go of his sword in the process. He whipped a knife out, taking the man in the face, killing the last of them.
