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— EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE - THEM - 12-02-2019
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— BASICS
∙ NAME Kazuhira Miller, alias Benedict McDonnell
∙ NICKNAMES Kaz (close friends only)
∙ AGE 3 Years
∙ GENDER Male, he/him
∙ SEXUALITY Bisexual
∙ ALLEGIANCE The Typhoon
— CURRENT HEALTH
∙ Recovered from electrocution and a gouge to the throat. Scars are forming, but opening the wound is still possible.
— INTERACTIONS
∙ Physically challenging
∙ Moderate mental resistance
∙ Does not possess powers
∙ Will resist peaceful powerplay, with few exceptions
Re: EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE — KAZUHIRA - THEM - 12-02-2019
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— PHYSICAL
∙ SKILLSET
FIGHTING Good. Well-trained in physical combat with one or more opponents. Can take reasonable damage without being incapacitated.
RECON Moderate leaning low. Poor eyesight limits distance vision and ability to foresee physical obstacles while employing stealth tactics.
ENDURANCE Very good. Skilled long distance runner due to species capabilities.
A cheetah, standing nearly three feet tall at the shoulder. He's a lithe but muscular thing - there's plenty of training under his belt for sure, but he lacks the deep scars that tell of a battle story. Frankly, what few scars mar his body tell stories instead of minor mishaps, wrong-place-wrong-time scrapes and wounds that hadn't healed perfectly. He has a tendency to pass between emotive facades rather quickly - his smile is soft and genuine, but rare compared to the detached, watchful expression with which he evaluates most peers. His ability to put on a mask of visible authority makes him difficult to read beyond the air of cold indifference his stiff posture and high-held head exudes.
His eyesight is somewhat damaged by congenial cataracts, causing his once-hazel eyes to cloud during childhood and his pupils to turn a milky grey - he is not extremely inhibited by this condition as he's learned to adapt since birth, but has found a decent prescription to adjust his sight. More damaging is his photosensitivity, which leads to frequent headaches that can crescendo into migraines. This condition leaves him adjusting to new sources of light with more difficulty than most, especially when transitioning from indoors to outdoors. For this reason, he wears a mirror-tinted pair of aviators (with a strong prescription, lucky him) at all times, and only tends to take them off in low or colored light.
Besides the accessories he wears for their assistive benefit, Kazuhira currently owns little else in terms of clothing. He currently wears a yellow scarf as an ascot along with his shades.
Re: > EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE - THEM - 12-06-2019
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— MENTAL
∙ ENTJ (TURBULENT)
∙ SKILLSET
TECHNICAL Good. Can fix broken objects to make them functional again, and capable of learning/absorbing technical information.
MANAGEMENT Extremely high. Excels in organization and administrative duties.
MEDICAL Fair. Knows basic first aid and emergency treatment but lacks extended knowledge.
Kaz has a keen eye for accounting and balancing dues - he's a loyal secretary. He always comes back to see debts paid and loose ends tied, and never forgets an old face (depending on the subject, that's for better or for worse). A natural commander, he's skilled at giving orders, but never at the head - he defaults to second place, even third if it's what he can get. He needs to lead and also be led. Kaz is practiced in his emotional detachment but rapidly fluctuates between the two, one half a calculating soldier and the other a lax and fun-loving companion - he'll lose that faceted nature, someday.
He values having a rightful place in the world and seeks to organize his surroundings into appropriate roles. Likewise he expects to be respected in his position, and doesn't know what to do with himself when he isn't - usually this is expressed in indignation. He's charming when he lays it on thick with his vivid smile and easygoing words, but lacks the natural charisma that reaches beyond the shallow surface. He's an angry soul at heart, his temper incredibly short if not petulant when he doesn't get what he wants; he wants to be seen and heard, and will do what he can to achieve that.
— RELATIONSHIPS
∙ FRIENDS with Snarl of Tanglewood; Crowley of Tanglewood
∙ MENTOR of ???
Re: > EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE - THEM - 12-06-2019
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— GENERAL INVENTORY
∙ Yellow ascot
∙ Dark tinted, prescription aviators
∙ Spare non-prescription sunglasses
∙ Disposable fountain pen and small, cheap spiral notebook
∙ A worn deck of cards
∙ Various small utilities. A bottle opener, a flashlight, a whistle, etc.
— WEAPONS
∙ SCHF21 Boot knife, combat
∙ Strider SMF Folding knife, utility
Re: > EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE - THEM - 12-06-2019
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— HOUSE
∙ (WIP, copied straight from discord) Probably constrains himself to one or two rooms because he's very used to sharing quarters; starts with a military bivy in a mostly-empty room. There's a metal bedframe, a desk, a shelf pushed against the wall with bug-eaten books stacked by the previous owner, and a ratty-looking rug on the floor. Eventually upgrades to a small, twin-sized mattress pad he found in the junkyard and tosses the sleeping bag on top. A calendar for 1955 still hangs yellowed on the wall.
∙ In his other room, there's a stiff-looking loveseat, a coffee table, some old plastic houseplants and an unused television. He's taken some utilities from the kitchen (a coffee press, utensils) and left them on the coffee table for ease of use. There's a thin blanket strung up over each window to dim the light, and a fire-lit camping lantern on a desk near the bedroom wall. He's haphazardly left his equipment in one corner of the room and dragged a folding chair to the desk.
∙ He isn't looking for housemates, not now, but the house is still otherwise empty. Untouched rooms are scattered with trash and papers he hasn't gotten around to cleaning yet, all memories of a human life abandoned decades ago.
∙ As he settles in, the house slowly gets clean and almost acquires a personal charm. His personal vanity is heavily constrained: while he appreciates material for what it's worth, for its usefulness, he does not focus his life around acquiring goods. When he allows himself to add nicer things to his home, they accumulate in the form of Polaroids taped to the wall, a few library books and maps he found in the reference section, pieces of jewelry he doesn't wear but admires where they sit in the desk drawer.
— HUMAN AU
∙ (WIP) Around 25-28 years old, standing at about 5'10" and of lean, toned musculature. Biracial (half japanese) with same grey, clouded eyes and natural dirty-blonde hair. Styles his hair high and slicked back; no facial hair save for longer sideburns. The rare freckle dots his cheekbones and neck, arms, chest. Still uses aviators at all times. Wears a lot of army surplus on the job - dresses up a little when needed.
∙ Works as a drill instructor of a boot camp. Doesn't specify what or where when asked. Lives in a small apartment in the town of Tanglewood; apartment is not a previously-abandoned space in human aus and is well-kept with relatively new furnishings.
Re: — EARN YOU NO HAND AT MY RIGHT SIDE - THEM - 02-23-2020
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————— THE DEVIL'S IN THE [color=black]DETAILS
HE'S GOT YOUR GOLD WATCH & CHAIN
HE'S GOT YOUR GOLD WATCH & CHAIN
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[i][b]EVEN YOUR [color=black]SHADOW WORSHIPS
YOU IN YOUR JUNGLE SOLITUDE –
YOU IN YOUR JUNGLE SOLITUDE –