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Basic info
Name: Zen Cornelius Alexander Capricorn
Age: 18
Birthday: Jan 15
Gender: Male
Race: Faunus- Lion: Hair (mane), fangs, ears, tail.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 206 lbs
Face Claim: Leo Whitefang (GuiltyGear)
Stats
STR:4
DEF:3
RES:3
SPT:2
Aura 100|200 HP
Personality
Group: Combat
Likes:
- Competitive sports
- Sparring
- Hot showers
Dislikes:
- Cowards
- Losing
- Cold weather
Fears:
- Ice/Snow
- Ghosts
- Flying
Overall Personality: Zen Capricorn is a very loud, outspoken, outgoing, and generally cheery type of person. While he appears and sounds simple-minded, that's not really the case. He prefers simplicity with his words and when all else fails, shouting, or punching the thing that's annoying him, is usually the next best response. Not inherently violent or angry, most find it surprising that the Faunus is able to keep his cool while suffering at the hands of heavy discrimination, or a stressful situation. Despite his cool attitude, he is still capable of flying off the deep end, but this is usually achieved when one has successfully hit a sore spot with him (which is easy to do).
Abilities
Aura type: Speed
Aura Color: Tan
Semblance: Geokinesis, or the ability to manipulate the earth as one sees fit.
Item 1: Bercilak (gauntlets)- A pair of steel gauntlets that are worn up to the forearm.
Item 2: Titania (body armor). Steel armor that covers Zen from the neck down and protects him from physical attacks. The armor has a gold-on-red color scheme.
History and Sample
- History:
- Born in a small village in Vale, Zen was birthed from a Faunus mother, who had a Faunus husband. The two lived what would be a typical life for any family of Faunus in a world where discrimination ran rampant. There were a lot of negatives tossed their way, but the parents always made sure that their child, who continued to grow at an astounding rate, never once gave in to the anger he likely would have felt at the hands of humans. Nonetheless, they'd be surprised that their teachings weren't unheeded. Rather than a child who forsook what he was and wished for a better life, the mother and father realized that their child had the mental fortitude to become something greater. That's when they urged him to become a hunter.
Standing at a tall 5'8" barely at the age of 13, Zen sported the muscle mass and strength to do a lot of the heavy lifting. His father, who had become a blacksmith in the following years, found his son to be a blessing to their household. Coupled with his natural intuition of the world around him, likely gained from his genes, the young man was adept at using his cunning to hunt lesser grim that attempted them harm. After several successful battles, the parents furthered this urge for Zen to become a hunter.
And he did, several years later, now 16, the stout young man had heard that Bellmuse required hunters and huntresses alike for their academy, Syne. There was something the young man had to prove not just to himself, but to the rest of the world. Anything a human could do, a Faunus could do just as well, if not better. Thus, sticking to that creed, Zen proudly left his village pride, a lone lion with the goal of setting the historical records straight, and making a name for himself...
- RP Sample:
- Today was the day of Zen's arrival at the island of, Bellmuse. Here, he was to seek out the academy of Syne Academy, which was said to be built on a mountain in the Finnek Forest. There was a glint in his eyes once the young man had stepped onto the port. His golden locks drifted lazily in the calm breeze and his stunning, crystal-blue eyes gazed onward to his destination. The Faunus slung his pack over his shoulder and trekked off. A smirk on his lips, he walked with a brisk pace and happened to catch some of the weary looks. Likely because of the fluffy ears and that thin, lion-styled tail of his screamed Faunus, some of the humans were likely afraid of what that hulking man was planning... Which was nothing.
"Geez, everyone is so uptight. Makes my skin crawl with how nervous people can get. Hope the students and teachers are not so on-edge, or else we're going to have a real bad time..." A hardy laugh was then made from him, which echoed for however long he held it, while he traveled forward to his destination... He was going to like it at Bellmuse.
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