Post by xJaxx on Jul 17, 2012 23:52:53 GMT -5
GeneralInformation
Name: Satsusha, Jin
Nickname: None
Age: 23
Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance:
Height: 5'11.25”
Clothing preference: Jin prefers dark washed bottoms paired with graphic t-shirts. More often than not he wears short sleeved shirts, but he doesn’t necessarily have a preference. His look isn’t complete without his signature blue hat (yet no one is quite sure if he wears the same one every day or if he has duplicates of it).
Special markings: Several piercings on his left ear as well as a barbed-wire tattoo encircling the top portion of his left bicep.
Weapon: A switch blade knife he carries around in his pocket.
Ability: ‘Shock’. Jin’s able to control currents of electricity. Being moderately experienced with his ability, Jin is able to harness electric currents already present in the atmosphere and uses them to ignite homemade explosives. However, he becomes extremely fatigued and is prone to black outs if he uses his ability abundantly so he mostly focuses his energy into one well thought out explosion or simply carries around matches. (In his current state of training, he is not able to strike anyone with lightning).
Specialty in combat: Explosives, close-range/hand-to-hand combat
Thanks to his experience in street fighting, Jin is rather deadly in hand-to-hand combat. He can also be rather
Role in organization: Assassin; (a nuisance)
Relations
Mother: Satsusha (Smith) Erika: (Foreigner) English teacher
Father: Satsusha Kouta: Owner of a jewelry shop.
Siblings/Other: None.
History
Short background:
His mother Erika was a young woman who, after studying abroad and falling in love with the culture, moved to Japan after her college graduation. There, she met an older (and slightly flamboyant) man, Kouta, who was kind enough to rent out a downstairs apartment in his house to her for a reasonable price. To show her gratitude, Erika would cook dinner for both herself and Kouta and bring his food up to his apartment. Eventually, he insisted that she eat with him and the two began having dinner dates. After a few months, they began dating. A year and an odd number of months after their initial ‘going out’, Erika became pregnant with Jin and moved into the apartment upstairs with Kouta.
Some months into Jin’s first birthday, he acted as the ring bearer for his parent’s wedding (of course he was guided-carried by Kouta’s mother down the aisle) and stole the attention away from the happy couple with his infant charm. The years proceeding, his father would spoil him rotten (since Kouta was a good man to both Jin and Erika) in attempts of earning Jin’s affection as Jin was a complete mama’s boy, throwing a holy tantrum if Erika so much as glanced away from her baby boy. Erika, being the young mother she was, coddled him excessively in attempts to appease him.
When Jin was a teenager, he became quite the delinquent, cutting classes, mouthing back to teachers, and picking fights with his classmates. At the age of fifteen he was initiated into a small gang at his high school. As the assemblage ganged up on him, they were taken aback by his fighting experience. He seemed to know the right moments to dodge and agitate the aggressors and when to counter with a punch. The senior (who happened to be head of the gang) offered his position to Jin once he graduated but Jin turned down the offer, saying it wouldn’t be “as much fun that way”.
His parents worried about his involvement in the gang, but at age seventeen, he easily toppled over five-foot-nine Kouta and five-foot-five Erika and outgrew listening to their concerns. Although they advised him against participating in the gang, Jin saw himself as his own boss, telling them to relax because he felt as if he was finally in his element (as he was never an honor roll student). Kouta reluctantly allowed him to outgrow the “gang stage”, telling his wife that boys were meant to be roughed up before they came to their senses.
When Jin graduated high school, he moved out of his parent’s apartment to find his own. Unfortunately for him, his ‘street credit’ prevented any reputable places from hiring him for work. Instead, he began to steal in order to sustain himself, learning how to masterfully pickpocket strangers without their knowledge and how to write false checks to pay his bills. He lived a fortunate lifestyle off of the fortune of others.
A week after his twenty-third birthday, he received a visitor at his apartment. A pretty woman, but someone too old to be showing up at his house. She invited herself in and over a cup of tea explained an organization known as Sasayaita Namida. She told him he was being recruited due to a hidden capability he didn’t know he possessed. After hearing that his room and board would be free and that there was also females in the organization, he willingly agreed to return back to the Sasayaita with her.
Personality:
For the most part, Jin is a rather jaunty individual, sprightly and animated in his tendencies. His vivacious personality comes across as rather flamboyant and strangers often misinterpret his behavior as indication that his heterosexual orientation is up for dispute. His spirited manner of conducting himself often proves to be a nuisance for those around him which, in turn, only beckons him to put more effort into being lively (due to the fact that he receives joy out of being an annoyance to others or making them feel uncomfortable).
Despite his liveliness, however, Jin is known to go through sadistic, if not seemingly mentally unstable spells (thought to be a symptom of a bipolar disorder, though it was never medically proven nor debunked). His change in personality most commonly occurs when he’s being challenged, which proves to be unpredictable due to the fact that no one quite knows if their words will be interpreted the wrong way by him. Some suspect the insanely sadistic side of him is his usual personality and that he’s just learned how to suppress the urge to outwardly express himself in such a state, putting on a more sprightly front. Others think him to just be insane.
Jin gets enjoyment out of toying with others. For the most part it’s harmless fun; such as creating a static charge on doorknobs to shock fellow assassins or switching labels on beverages in the kitchen. Though he is usually flamboyant in nature regarding his games, he is known to be more sadistic when playing with local villagers or enemy assassins simply due to the fact that he feels as if the casualties wouldn’t matter as much (since maiming or killing is prohibited within the Sasayaita).
Although Jin may come across as lacking intelligence, he’s actually quite cunning and prefers to plot things out before executing them. He (ironically) has a rather decent grasp on the human mind and how it functions, allowing him to easily manipulate others, which serves as the main focus in all of his tricks. He prides himself on his ability to string factors together and knowing how to use others as pawns in a grand-scale game he controls. For the most part, he’s simply curious as to how things will play out, not necessarily interested in killing (though he isn’t bothered by casualties). It’s his underhanded schemes(that he often performs during missions) that he attributes to keeping him agile in battle.
Likes:
- Manipulating others
- Mind games
- Performing underhanded schemes
- Women (in his bed)
- Karaoke
Dislikes:
- Being outsmarted
- Having his plans fall apart
- Killjoys
- Bees
- Handcuffs
Strengths:
- Crafty in underhanded schemes
- Hand-to-hand combat
- Stamina
- Agile
- Quick-witted
- Skilled with explosives
Weaknesses:
- Schemes often don’t have backups
- long-distant combat
- Brute strength
- Egotistical
- Self-negligence
And Everything Else
Additional info: Jin almost always wears his twin dog tags on a chain around his neck.
He’s quite the lady’s man and estimates he’s slept with nearly seventy different women in his lifetime.
RP Sample:
He had the boy cornered in an alleyway on the outskirts of the village, the only illumination being the street lamps and the occasional string of fireworks that marked the end of the day’s festivities. The boy was about fourteen, Jin assumed, rather lanky for his age with beady eyes that searched frantically for an escape. Truthfully Jin didn’t plan on taking on such a young casualty but he wasted his time weaving in and out of crowds visiting the village’s festival and before he knew it, he pick pocketed one too many people and the night had slipped away from him. He was looking for mischief and the boy happened to think he was tough.
“I’m sorry, Mister,” the boy all but whimpered, pressing his back to the wooden fence behind him. He glanced up quickly, saw the magnitude of the fence’s height, and discouraged, faced back to Jin, abandoning the hope of escape.
“You didn’t seem sorry when you and your friends threw those rocks at me.” Jin took agonizingly slow steps toward the boy, his hands stuffed nonchalantly in his pockets, his shoulders slumped casually as if he were going to whisper something into the boy’s ear. He watched in delight as the boy shrunk back against the fence, biting a quivering lower lip. Jin laughed at the poor boy’s expense and stopped a few feet away. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” he said smoothly.
“W-wait; you’re not?” The boy’s tense shoulders slackened in the slightest degree and he stared on warily.
Jin lifted his face to the sky as another string of fireworks exploded in flashes of light. He grinned before diverting his attention back to the boy. “Of course not. I’m a grown man; I have no right hurting children. I just thought I’d give you a chase is all.”
The boy’s muscles relaxed a bit more. “Gee, thanks. I’m sorry about what happened back there. I didn’t mean to throw rocks; my friends said it’d be funny so I—“
Jin spun a slow circle on his heels to face away from the boy, interrupting him with a curt “No harm done.” His hand found its way inside of his jacket before pulling out a small stick. “W-what’s that?” the boy stuttered behind him. Jin could sense the boy’s eyes grow wide.
“An explosive,” Jin responded simply.
“What?!” the boy shrieked. “I thought you said you weren’t going to hurt me!”
Jin hummed questionably. “I never said anything about killing, did I?
“What kind of person are you?!” the boy screamed as Jin bent the fuse and an unseen igniter caught.
Jin casually threw the explosive over his shoulder and the boy shrieked. He made a run for it, counting down in his head as to when the explosive would go off. As he rounded the corner, he felt at peace as a string of fireworks drowned the noise of the explosion. He came to a slow walk, his hands forming a cradle behind his head. “Someone who wants to watch the world burn,” he finally replied.