Post by ~Silver*Moon~ on Feb 2, 2009 19:39:00 GMT -5
Human:
« The Basics «
Name: Yukio Niruida
Nickname: Yuu
Age: 15
Gender: Male
« Bodily Self «
Appearance: Yukio's Appearance
Yukio is a good looking boy. Not to say that he is of perfection, but he has some nice qualities. He has a nicely shaped head, not too thin, but not too big either. His hair is a very dark gray, bordering on black. It is of short length, only about three centimeters. It frames his delicate face, his skin like a tinted porcelain, his eyes like dark gray stones, with a twinge of blue thrown into the mixture. His eyes are usually overlooked, as he wears glasses, their shape in an oval form. Usually, during the winter, his green scarf and light gray jacket are what most would spot him wearing. Other times, you can find him in jeans, and a long sleeved t-shirt. [/b]
Height: 5‘ 10“
Weight: Even though he does not look it, Yukio weighs a good 150 pounds.
« A Mind's Treasures «
Alignment: He is usually a very neutral person, only bending towards either way slightly.
Likes: Yukio likes anything sweet, such as berries, or sweet drinks. He loves the Japanese language, and reading. Satire is his favorite brand of humor. He likes muted colors, in contrast to bright pastels.
Dislikes: Anything bland. He’d rather have sour or spicy than no taste at all. He hates people who are fake, and he hates liars.
Personality: Yukio has a very… cross personality. Cross as in, cross him, and you will end up feeling horrible about yourself. His sweet smile and appearance always deflect people from his truer nature; he is cold, meticulous, and calculating. He is loving and caring, but only towards the people whom he really trusts, which are few in number. At first, when you meet him, he will always seem like a sweet boy, yet, after digging, people can find him very blunt, almost harsh about his opinions. They won’t change for anyone, or anything. His meticulous brain will pick out your every strength and weakness by the first time you talk to him. Body language and speech patterns are like childs play to him. But in the end, when pressured, he can become a normal, fun loving teenager, with a minimal pessimistic outlook.
Motto: ‘I’m not mean, I’m just blunt. Deal with it.’
« A Digital Treasure «
Digivice Appearance: Yukio’s D-3 is completely reflective, sort of like it is made out of mirrors.
« Written in Stone «
History: Yukio was born into a very prestigious family. Soirees and whatnot filled his life with importance, and integrity. His mother, an executive at Creo Corporation, and his father, a Chief of Medicine at a well known hospital. He was not an only child, his younger sister, Botan, was a cute girl with dark hair. She was four years younger than her brother, but he never noticed. He loved his sister so much, he would have done anything for her. One day, at the tender age of eleven, Mayuri found her son telling another executive exactly what he thought of the company, and the man himself. She preceded to call him a monster. His own mother called him a monster! Sure, she was right of course, but it still hurt. He had always been the freemind of the family; not conforming to either of his parents wishes.
The same year, his father’s hospital closed down, and Jigo was left jobless, and depressed. The family lost half of its income, and soon became poor after Mayuri quit her job to take care of the family. Without the help of his anguished parents, he took care of Botan, and kept up his grades in school.
Sadly, one day, he came home to a horrible scene. The police were at his house, asking him all kinds of questions. Later, he found out that his parents had committed suicide by running themselves off the road and into a nearby lake. Botan had been taken with them. Yukio was left to fend for himself, all alone, at eleven.
Four years later, Yukio had managed to take pre medical classes at a local college, and, being the youngest student, was often looked down upon. He had a job at a hospital near the home where he lives, and is studying under a Psychiatrist. One night, after closing up the small hospital, he saw a computer was left on, and followed the light source to the copy room. The screen was pure white, a blinding force at that. It shone with great intensity, and for some reason, it intrigued the young man. Yukio touched the LCD screen, his fingers melting through it like a thick chocolate. Frightened, he pulled out his hand, and there, in the palm, was a D-3. It was metallic and reflective, and it only intrigued him more. Immediately, something that looked like a jellyfish with one eye protruded from the computer screen. According to the D-3, it was a Kuramon. It elicited a few syllables of its name, and promptly stuck itself to his arm.
Dreams: To settle down, own a coffee shop, and become a Psychiatrist.
« Connections «
D-Terminal Contact List:
Ryuhebi
Reaper
Relatives:
>Mother - Mayuri -deceased-
>Father - Jigo -deceased-
>Sister - Botan -deceased-
Digimon:
Natural Evolution Line:
« Digital Evolutions «
Fresh: Kuramon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Slime Digimon
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Kuramon
Attacks: Glare Eye
In-Training: Tsumemon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Tsumemon
Attacks: Nail Scratch: He jumps up at his opponent and scratches his opponents with his nails.
Rookie: Keramon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Keramon
Attacks: Bug Blaster (Crazy Giggle): While laughing, he shoots orb-bullets of destructive light from his mouth.
Network Flapping:Uses the data to destroy his enemys.
Armor:-
Attribute: -
Type:-
Families: -
Appearance:-
Attacks: -
Champion: Chrysalimon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Chrysalimon
Attacks: Data Crusher: Launches a ball of yellow energy from his mouth.
Unconnect Buster: Uses his arms to slice the foe, de-digivolving them.
Internet Surge: Launches a beam of energy out of the spike at his bottom.
Ultimate: Infermon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Infermon
Attacks: Spider Shooter (Hell's Grenade): Opens his mouth and a cannon comes out and fires.
Network Grenade (Cocoon Attack): Withdraws into his shell and thrusts himself at his enemies.
Mega: Diaboromon
Attribute: Virus
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Diaboromon
Attacks: Web Wrecker (Catastrophe Cannon): Fires a powerful destructive energy bullet from the orb on his chest.
Lost Paradise (Paradise Lost): Releases a terrible explosion from his body.
Cable Crusher: His arms extend to attack the enemy.
Line Surge: Spreads both of his arms outwards and spins in place.
Page Fault: Rolls over and strikes enemies with the blades on his back.
Virus Download: Holds his hands back, charging them, and then thrusts forward, extending his arms and shooting his hands forward.
« The Basics «
Nickname: Kura
Natural Form: Kuramon usually switches between his Fresh and In Training stages for Earth and his Rookie stage for the Digital World.
Gender: Male
« Another's Intelligence «
Personality: Kura has almost the same personality as Yukio, and also likes to mock people he sees. His laugh could have him labeled insane. He takes good care of Yukio, whom he loves. Both of them are pretty mellow most of the time. Just like his best friend, once you meet you him, he is sweet and caring. But, deep down, he is evaluating you. He is very judgmental, but is hypocritical in that sense, because he hates having his actions judged by others. This is why he came with the crest of Judgment.
Likes: That thing called a televeision, and popcorn, with lots of butter.
Dislikes: Stupid people, and in turn, stupid Digimon.
Defining Marks:
« Marks of the Soul «
Crest Name: Judgement
How to Activate: Both Kura and Yukio must synchronize their heart waves, therefore reaching the same mentality. They also must be on the same side of a subject or person.
« Secrets and Acceptance «
Secret Words: Guilmon and Anubismon are not a good pairing, it’s over 9000
Roleplay Sample:
I breathe, yet I can’t feel it. It moves closer, the frigid breath against my neck. I go to scream, but my ragged lungs force out nothing but silence. It is here. I am gone.
Yukio shot up in bed, a thin layer of sweat coating his body. His breath was drawn out, and wracked with fear. The soft cotton sheets felt damp from his sweat; yet another night ruined by his recurring dream. He had searched in his dream books, consulted his mentor, even threw away his pride and went to a gypsy. None were able to tell him the correlation of his dream to a meaning. He figured as much, and had thought that if left ignored, the dream would disappear on its own. No such luck, as he had come to find. It had to have been his exposure to whatever was in that screen a few months ago, it was like liquid, a warm white liquid that took in his hand. He turned around, and Kura was still asleep in his normal spot, no point in waking him.
Slowly, Yukio swept his body around, placing his feet on the cold wood flooring. He walked to the kitchen, and made himself a cup of coffee, and got out a few strawberries. It was three in the morning, and he had school in a few hours. There was no point in going back into bed, he couldn’t fall asleep anyway. His throat quivered as the heated caffeine slid past it, followed by the juices of a strawberry flavored with artificial sugar. His mouth crunched on it, as his awakening body welcomed the food. He couldn’t help but imagine his first and only trip to the Digital World. Kuramon had become something so… eerie. It was a creepy sort of Digimon, but for some reason. It seemed to resonate with him that this was Kura, and it was his. He shook the thoughts, and walked his way into the bathroom.
The incandescent light was bright and unwelcoming, shading his eyes again from its intensity, he moved slowly to the faucet. Yukio took his showers at night, and only rinsed his hair in the morning. As he did so, he heard Kura wake up, and cry for him. He really was a baby in this form, it was quite cute. He toweled his hair, and then left the bathroom, grabbing his glasses upon exit. Kura had been acting strangely, almost sickly the past week. He had no idea what could be harming the poor thing, so he left it by his computer every day. It seemed more healthy when he came back, but soon after was showing signs of illness again. What could he do? The jelly like Digimon was cradled in Yukio’s arms, his soft body swaying slightly with each step. It purred, and closed its eye again, returning to sleep. Tomorrow he would have the day off.
Tomorrow, he would have to enter the Digital World/
« The Basics «
Name: Yukio Niruida
Nickname: Yuu
Age: 15
Gender: Male
« Bodily Self «
Appearance: Yukio's Appearance
Yukio is a good looking boy. Not to say that he is of perfection, but he has some nice qualities. He has a nicely shaped head, not too thin, but not too big either. His hair is a very dark gray, bordering on black. It is of short length, only about three centimeters. It frames his delicate face, his skin like a tinted porcelain, his eyes like dark gray stones, with a twinge of blue thrown into the mixture. His eyes are usually overlooked, as he wears glasses, their shape in an oval form. Usually, during the winter, his green scarf and light gray jacket are what most would spot him wearing. Other times, you can find him in jeans, and a long sleeved t-shirt. [/b]
Height: 5‘ 10“
Weight: Even though he does not look it, Yukio weighs a good 150 pounds.
« A Mind's Treasures «
Alignment: He is usually a very neutral person, only bending towards either way slightly.
Likes: Yukio likes anything sweet, such as berries, or sweet drinks. He loves the Japanese language, and reading. Satire is his favorite brand of humor. He likes muted colors, in contrast to bright pastels.
Dislikes: Anything bland. He’d rather have sour or spicy than no taste at all. He hates people who are fake, and he hates liars.
Personality: Yukio has a very… cross personality. Cross as in, cross him, and you will end up feeling horrible about yourself. His sweet smile and appearance always deflect people from his truer nature; he is cold, meticulous, and calculating. He is loving and caring, but only towards the people whom he really trusts, which are few in number. At first, when you meet him, he will always seem like a sweet boy, yet, after digging, people can find him very blunt, almost harsh about his opinions. They won’t change for anyone, or anything. His meticulous brain will pick out your every strength and weakness by the first time you talk to him. Body language and speech patterns are like childs play to him. But in the end, when pressured, he can become a normal, fun loving teenager, with a minimal pessimistic outlook.
Motto: ‘I’m not mean, I’m just blunt. Deal with it.’
« A Digital Treasure «
Digivice Appearance: Yukio’s D-3 is completely reflective, sort of like it is made out of mirrors.
« Written in Stone «
History: Yukio was born into a very prestigious family. Soirees and whatnot filled his life with importance, and integrity. His mother, an executive at Creo Corporation, and his father, a Chief of Medicine at a well known hospital. He was not an only child, his younger sister, Botan, was a cute girl with dark hair. She was four years younger than her brother, but he never noticed. He loved his sister so much, he would have done anything for her. One day, at the tender age of eleven, Mayuri found her son telling another executive exactly what he thought of the company, and the man himself. She preceded to call him a monster. His own mother called him a monster! Sure, she was right of course, but it still hurt. He had always been the freemind of the family; not conforming to either of his parents wishes.
The same year, his father’s hospital closed down, and Jigo was left jobless, and depressed. The family lost half of its income, and soon became poor after Mayuri quit her job to take care of the family. Without the help of his anguished parents, he took care of Botan, and kept up his grades in school.
Sadly, one day, he came home to a horrible scene. The police were at his house, asking him all kinds of questions. Later, he found out that his parents had committed suicide by running themselves off the road and into a nearby lake. Botan had been taken with them. Yukio was left to fend for himself, all alone, at eleven.
Four years later, Yukio had managed to take pre medical classes at a local college, and, being the youngest student, was often looked down upon. He had a job at a hospital near the home where he lives, and is studying under a Psychiatrist. One night, after closing up the small hospital, he saw a computer was left on, and followed the light source to the copy room. The screen was pure white, a blinding force at that. It shone with great intensity, and for some reason, it intrigued the young man. Yukio touched the LCD screen, his fingers melting through it like a thick chocolate. Frightened, he pulled out his hand, and there, in the palm, was a D-3. It was metallic and reflective, and it only intrigued him more. Immediately, something that looked like a jellyfish with one eye protruded from the computer screen. According to the D-3, it was a Kuramon. It elicited a few syllables of its name, and promptly stuck itself to his arm.
Dreams: To settle down, own a coffee shop, and become a Psychiatrist.
« Connections «
D-Terminal Contact List:
Ryuhebi
Reaper
Relatives:
>Mother - Mayuri -deceased-
>Father - Jigo -deceased-
>Sister - Botan -deceased-
Digimon:
Natural Evolution Line:
« Digital Evolutions «
Fresh: Kuramon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Slime Digimon
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Kuramon
Attacks: Glare Eye
In-Training: Tsumemon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Tsumemon
Attacks: Nail Scratch: He jumps up at his opponent and scratches his opponents with his nails.
Rookie: Keramon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Keramon
Attacks: Bug Blaster (Crazy Giggle): While laughing, he shoots orb-bullets of destructive light from his mouth.
Network Flapping:Uses the data to destroy his enemys.
Armor:-
Attribute: -
Type:-
Families: -
Appearance:-
Attacks: -
Champion: Chrysalimon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area
Appearance: Chrysalimon
Attacks: Data Crusher: Launches a ball of yellow energy from his mouth.
Unconnect Buster: Uses his arms to slice the foe, de-digivolving them.
Internet Surge: Launches a beam of energy out of the spike at his bottom.
Ultimate: Infermon
Attribute: Unidentified
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Infermon
Attacks: Spider Shooter (Hell's Grenade): Opens his mouth and a cannon comes out and fires.
Network Grenade (Cocoon Attack): Withdraws into his shell and thrusts himself at his enemies.
Mega: Diaboromon
Attribute: Virus
Type: Unidentified
Families: Dark Area, Nightmare Soldiers
Appearance: Diaboromon
Attacks: Web Wrecker (Catastrophe Cannon): Fires a powerful destructive energy bullet from the orb on his chest.
Lost Paradise (Paradise Lost): Releases a terrible explosion from his body.
Cable Crusher: His arms extend to attack the enemy.
Line Surge: Spreads both of his arms outwards and spins in place.
Page Fault: Rolls over and strikes enemies with the blades on his back.
Virus Download: Holds his hands back, charging them, and then thrusts forward, extending his arms and shooting his hands forward.
« The Basics «
Nickname: Kura
Natural Form: Kuramon usually switches between his Fresh and In Training stages for Earth and his Rookie stage for the Digital World.
Gender: Male
« Another's Intelligence «
Personality: Kura has almost the same personality as Yukio, and also likes to mock people he sees. His laugh could have him labeled insane. He takes good care of Yukio, whom he loves. Both of them are pretty mellow most of the time. Just like his best friend, once you meet you him, he is sweet and caring. But, deep down, he is evaluating you. He is very judgmental, but is hypocritical in that sense, because he hates having his actions judged by others. This is why he came with the crest of Judgment.
Likes: That thing called a televeision, and popcorn, with lots of butter.
Dislikes: Stupid people, and in turn, stupid Digimon.
Defining Marks:
« Marks of the Soul «
Crest Name: Judgement
How to Activate: Both Kura and Yukio must synchronize their heart waves, therefore reaching the same mentality. They also must be on the same side of a subject or person.
« Secrets and Acceptance «
Secret Words: Guilmon and Anubismon are not a good pairing, it’s over 9000
Roleplay Sample:
I breathe, yet I can’t feel it. It moves closer, the frigid breath against my neck. I go to scream, but my ragged lungs force out nothing but silence. It is here. I am gone.
Yukio shot up in bed, a thin layer of sweat coating his body. His breath was drawn out, and wracked with fear. The soft cotton sheets felt damp from his sweat; yet another night ruined by his recurring dream. He had searched in his dream books, consulted his mentor, even threw away his pride and went to a gypsy. None were able to tell him the correlation of his dream to a meaning. He figured as much, and had thought that if left ignored, the dream would disappear on its own. No such luck, as he had come to find. It had to have been his exposure to whatever was in that screen a few months ago, it was like liquid, a warm white liquid that took in his hand. He turned around, and Kura was still asleep in his normal spot, no point in waking him.
Slowly, Yukio swept his body around, placing his feet on the cold wood flooring. He walked to the kitchen, and made himself a cup of coffee, and got out a few strawberries. It was three in the morning, and he had school in a few hours. There was no point in going back into bed, he couldn’t fall asleep anyway. His throat quivered as the heated caffeine slid past it, followed by the juices of a strawberry flavored with artificial sugar. His mouth crunched on it, as his awakening body welcomed the food. He couldn’t help but imagine his first and only trip to the Digital World. Kuramon had become something so… eerie. It was a creepy sort of Digimon, but for some reason. It seemed to resonate with him that this was Kura, and it was his. He shook the thoughts, and walked his way into the bathroom.
The incandescent light was bright and unwelcoming, shading his eyes again from its intensity, he moved slowly to the faucet. Yukio took his showers at night, and only rinsed his hair in the morning. As he did so, he heard Kura wake up, and cry for him. He really was a baby in this form, it was quite cute. He toweled his hair, and then left the bathroom, grabbing his glasses upon exit. Kura had been acting strangely, almost sickly the past week. He had no idea what could be harming the poor thing, so he left it by his computer every day. It seemed more healthy when he came back, but soon after was showing signs of illness again. What could he do? The jelly like Digimon was cradled in Yukio’s arms, his soft body swaying slightly with each step. It purred, and closed its eye again, returning to sleep. Tomorrow he would have the day off.
Tomorrow, he would have to enter the Digital World/