Post by Mugen Sentoriu on May 25, 2011 12:52:17 GMT -5
Mugen Shi-Rudo Sentoriu
Today was a fairytale, you were the prince
[/color]Today was a fairytale, you were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Name[/color]: Mugen Shi-Rudo Sentoriu
Age[/color]: Twenty-three
Grade[/color]: Fourth Year
Gender[/color]: Male
Sexual Orientation[/color]: Hetrosexual
Face Claim[/color]: Takashi Komuro, from HotD
Canon or Original[/color]: Original
Today was a fairytale, I wore a dress
[/color]You wore a dark gray t-shirt[/font][/color]
You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess[/color] [/center]
Height:[/color]5’11
Weight:[/color]72kg
Eyes:[/color] Brown
Hair:[/color] Brown
Scars/Tattoos/Other Markings:[/color]N/A
Summary: [/color]
Mugen is quite tall, but not too tall in his size. He's also well toned, to keep his body fit for any great length of big/stressing activities. He likes to wear some casual clothing of sorts, nothing too brightly colored, but mostly dark themed. Usually this casual clothing consists of varried colored pants, or just plain jeans. He also wears t-shirts or long sleeve like tops, depending on the weather or his mood, the color of them would be either red, black, dark blue, forest green, or any other dark-like color. Plus, he likes to wear leather jackets, for the colder winter days, sometimes rain coats, and he'll just wear some light jean jackets or even a colored light jacket, like black.
He always this sharp cooling gaze, to himself that he wears on his face usually. For the most, he does not know it himself, it just seems so natural to him in all aspects. Even though his face shows different emotions, the gaze itself sort of lingers in the background. The same could be said, for his natural stern face that he wears in everyday life.
He has brown eyes, matching his messy, yet spikey brown hair. Though with his favorite colors being, black and red, he normally wears clothing of that type. It does not, however, stop him from wearing something else of a different color. To finish this all off, his skin tone would be tanned, but with a little splash of pale white mixed in to it.
You've got a smile that takes me to another planet
[/color]Every move you make, everything you say is right[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Likes:[/color]
Movies
Video games
Books
Television
Training and exercise
His friends he makes
Computer stuff
Science, even on the Fringe nature
Pranks
Roller-coasters
Things of the daring nature, like sky-diving
Cooking
Food
! You need that stuff!Dislikes: [/color]
Onions, raw, or any food like that
Being lied too
Runing away from anything
Bullies
People who hit girls
Hates vegetable tasting juices
Those annoying info-mercials
Discrimination
Being suicidal, and the need to 'escape'
Strengths:[/color]
Pretty out-going if needed to be
Kinda heroic, and brave too
Pretty calm, even he's just well stern faced
Daring to go into any situation, excluding a few 'certain' topics
Determined
Unwilling to give up
Kind-hearted
Free-spirited
Pretty honest
Weaknesses:[/color]
Bit of a closet pervert, so he may get flustered. . .a lot
His need to not ‘fail’ anyone
His compassion for others, other than himself
Has an uncanny talent to remember things, but with his great memory. It taxes on himself so much at times.
A hopeless romantic under his cool exterior
Somewhat vengeful, but he’s not the type to hold any grudges or for long or have any for that matter.
Oblivous to some things in the world. Along to that subject, he would also have a hard time if a girl likes him or not.
Knows how to grant advice, and gets people out of trouble. However, to him it's a whole new mess.
Impaitent, in some things 'cause he just can't wait on them.
Clumsy, at random times, especially when flustered
Personality:[/color]
Mugen is like what anyone would expect frrom an outside view of things, a pretty confidnent looking young man. He would have most atrributes that a normal young adult would have, but in truth, he has gifted qualities that will be destined for, to beyond further his years; an alikeness to much more elderly, yet civilized person. Despite his youthful yet, handsome appearence.
However, beneath his cool outline exterior. He's a very caring person, that always wants to help others rather than himself. Himself, would be in the last place in his mind. He can become ill-tempered and frustrated at most things, but he just can never hold a grudge over something that someone has said or done; if that time ever comes, it has to be a grand reason for him to hold onto it.
He's a rather level-headed person, that would give help or knowledge covering anything in particular to anyone who needs it. But, when faced with himself, he too, is lost in it's confusing clutches. He would have to restort to depending upon the friends or family he has around himself, to count on their support through the more harsh times in life.
For romance, and adventure that comes with it, or just plain adventure. It's almost as if he's in a constant bliss with it, like in all of those movies. He really and truely feels complete doing all the daring things they were supposed to do. That goes also said, when he's helping people in any crisis one would come across; for instance, like someone would be mugged and if they cried for help with Mugen hearing, he'll just charge right in, regardless of consequences.
He may know some things, but in par from his upbrining, there is much he truly does not know about. In response to this, he will often seem dumbfounded for a moment when that situation arises, but he will decide to be a quick-learner none the less.
There is also another thing that compromises his judgement, his memory. For as long as has known, his memorization was to awed for, but it had a price....it always comes like waves crashing through his mind during the best of times and even the worst of times. This very occurance, makes things better and sometimes dreadfully worse, thus it has to be controled.
As for the fairer sex side of things, he can give advice about some problems concerning them, but to him he's like a lost dog. He'll usually just wing it for the most part, trusting his gut on things and being himself, but he'll be so flustered on the smallest things they'll do. There's hope though, he 'may' get used to their 'certain' methods, eventually. Even then, he would be completely oblivious if a girl likes him in the first place.
SCHOOL ID:[/color]
All that I can say is that it's getting so much clearer
[/color]Nothing made sense until the time I saw your face[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Mother:[/color]Gouman Sentoriu
Father:[/color]Amatsu Sentoriu
Siblings:[/color]N/A
History: [/color]
Mugen's start was a loving one, as a single child born into a family. Perhaps, even too loved, in all his life he was carefully protected, it wasn't even by the age of tweleve that he first learned his first swear word. In spite of his protectiveness, his life was pretty blissful, until the world's sollen fist would crash down on the boy. Which at first, would hurt for him, but he's the type with the tenacity to take it and as well, deal with it.
He was educated in private schools, and to go in hand with the loniness of being protected as well as the position of being an only child. He was quite shy to most things, but he was soon able to break that nervous habit with the close friends, that Mugen himself, would consider family.
His long lifehood dream when he was a little boy, was to be one of those 'heroes' he admired on the entertainment of games, or television screen. However, in a brief moment of his life he would slowly detest the 'reality' he has, and just wishes everyday for that reality, to be his. Yet, it never came for him, and eventually, he had to came to terms with it. At the very least, he his friends to have around himself that made.
One of such of these good friends, was when he reached the age of fifteen. A new person had arrived to the school, he was a bit rambunctious, but he was somewhat reasonable. So, Mugen against his better wishes at first, decided to look out for him. That boy's name was Leonaidas. The two, were almost inseperable, even though they are practically like fire and ice to one another.
Even, all the way through the rest of their school years. They were even so stubborn headed that they have to make some nice fun for themselves and apply for the same University, but it's more Leo's idea than Mugen's. However, he welcomed it with glee.
What shall befall the young lad in the time ahead?
Time slows down whenever you're around
[/color]I can feel my heart, it's beating in my chest[/font][/color]
Did you feel it?[/color] [/center]
Your Name:[/color]Sentoriu
How Did You Find Us?[/color] From a friend (Kishi kidnapped meh! D8)
Play Any Other Characters?[/color] N/A
Contact Info:[/color] PM, cbox, Chattango, MSN, email, and skype
RP SAMPLE:[/color]
A neon, purple colored sign flickered. . .creaky wooden roof boards on top of the empty store houses along the vast district from extending out from Traverse Town, and under a starry night, a gallery of stars, a gaze that is forever engraved in my mind as from above. This sight began the course of the events that painted the 'start' of this epoch. A young male could be seen running in that very center of this activity. He is wearing an oddly made black kimono with a jacket with crimson trimming on the sleeves and hem of the jacket. Also on his person was a black edged katana in his right hand. The very same figure, his orange hair shining, reflected by the artificial lights around himself, was sprinting across the boards of the rooftops as if he was being pursued by something or, perhaps, heading towards a destination. However, he was pursued by something, a black 'living' shadow in a form of human-sized body. The only man who could even get himself involved by just standing there, was none other than, Kurosaki Ichigo.
The yellow-eyed human-sized ‘shadows’ with odd swirling antennas hindered Ichigo from trailing on the backside and soon to be, right in front of his view. The beings slowly raised up from the ground, as if they longing for a chance at a ‘strong prey’. Ichigo, in his dismay and with an irritated look on his face, the firey-haired and attitude-to-match-the-fire young man, scornfully said in pure frustration,
“Get out of my way!”
Ichigo in quick succession, paused, lunged and sliced apart the few shadowy figures that stood in his path. His goal was to make sure that these things would disappear, so that he could investigate the predicament he's in. Ichigo's tool for his goal was his trusty black karana, the Zanpaktou, Tensa Zangetsu. It seemed 'just' attacking them was all Ichigo could do in his current state. For some reason. Ichigo couldn't seem to use any of his normal Reiatsu attacks, like his 'famed' Getsuga Tenshou, or his Hollowfication, or just the plain Shunpou. In each of his attacks, he maintained a slightly unnerved look on his face, showing only a little reaction to the phenomenon.
As he dispatches them, the shadowy figures seem to just return again and again as if they were a swarm. In reaction, Ichigo backed into a cycle of cutting them down again and again. The case, or search, continues with an unending onslaught from the 'new' enemies he's making. In the midst of the action he began thinking for a moment. In his thoughts, he reflected on the situation and, hopefully, he will find a logical solution to his problem or just lighten it up if it's only for a little while. Still in his annoyed state of mind, his thoughts were, “Damn. . .first I get stranded in this weird-ass town, then I can't feel Reiatsu and hell, now, not even my own. I have these creeps to deal with now. How can this get anymore--” Both his attack pattern that was gaining speed and his thought process were quickly broken as his vision caught a glimpse of a familiar pillar of ice in the distance to the east.
For Ichigo, affected by the shock of the attack, used with ice in that manner, it could only mean one certain thing to Ichigo, Rukia Kuchiki. He figured she had been healed, followed him back in the Garanta from Hueco Mundo and twisted up here like he was. There was one certain thing left for Ichigo to do that would seem to be the most clear minded choice at the time, regroup. From there, he started to brawl his way out of the black hoard he was facing. Jumping, from rooftop to rooftop and crossing each upper pathway along the way, Ichigo eventually crossed into a new whole district of this mysterious town.
Scanning around the buildings while being followed by 'fans', Ichigo set his eyes on a 'giant' movable armored beast of some kind. As he laid his eyes on it, he saw a battered and wounded, Rukia. Knowing what 'must' be done to protect his friend and helping her, after all Rukia has done for him in the past, he just has to get to her in time. He struggled and struggled to get away from the shadows, but his chance finally came at the building behind the beast on top of the balcony.
Ichigo tried to out-maneuver them. First, using his sword as a flail, he struck at the shadows in a three-hundred-sixty all-around attack. Second, as soon as the attack came to an end, he used the leverage in his legs to leap over to the next balcony from where he was going to attack. Finally, he landed on one of the walls near the balcony to try to make some sort of a spear leap from there to the where the beast and Rukia were.
Ichigo didn't know 'what' he was thinking, was this leap going to work or not? With no Reiatsu in reserve. . .but, he had to just 'try' and didn't give in to letting Rukia remain hurt. However, if by some chance, in the back of Ichigo's mind, Rukia could use her 'techniques' he could as well. It was a gamble, but it had to be done.
If his 'plan' actually worked, and that leap had 'some' kick to it. At the end of Ichigo's spear leap, he roared out a mighty battle cry, including a finsihing cry to indicate the blow's success, with the distance closing with every second, "UUURRRWOOO RA!!!". Both hands grasped tightly onto the blade, he forcefully gave it a powerful swing towards head section of the beast, to see if it will do it in. Irregardless of what the beast did after the crushing blow, he recoiled from it and landed in front of Rukia, with both feet firmly planted down and standing tall.
He then, in his stance of playing the 'protector' for all once again, placed his sword on his shoulder with his right hand. Gazing to his front, knowing that his friend is going to be safe now, Ichigo spoke to his well, 'life-changer', in a more confident, yet slightly cocky tone, as he stated,
". . .Rukia, you okay? Looks like your time as a Shinigami has gotten a little rusty, after ya got all patched up from being smacked around."
He chuckled for a second, leaving a smirk on his face, for nothing else was needed to be spoken.
Post from KC
But can you feel this magic in the air?
[/color]It must've been the way you kissed me[/font][/color]
Fell in love when I saw you standing there[/color] [/center]
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