Shinta

psy · November 20th, 2008, 9:28 pm

Name: Shinta (real name unknown, he simply calls himself this owing to the fact he never knew his parents, and thus, his real name.)

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Skills: Advanced hand to hand fighting skills All the more effective owing to the fact that he learned them himself, out of having to fend for himself in a city full of thugs, muggers, murderers and violent criminal gangs.

Highly developed athletic skills Developed from being chased along rooftops by guards, police, criminals, and in one case mercenaries, owing to the various crimes he must commit to make it through each day alive.

Extremely well developed sword skills While the above two skills came from experience, practice and pure determination, this one is mostly luck. An unknown, elderly man approached him one day and told Shinta to follow him, saying he knew the boy's father. The fact that the old man knew that his name, (well, as much of a name he had,) was Shinta, coupled with the fact that he had never known anything about his parents, drove him to follow the old man into an alleyway. Before he knew it, Shinta was grabbed from behind by two powerful arms, his mouth being held wide open. Before he knew it, the old man had placed a strange, wormlike creature on the boy's tongue, and to his great discomfort, it started burrowing through the roof of his mouth and into his skull!!! Suddenly, he blacked out. When he awakened, he was alone in the alleyway, a katana laying by his side. He picked it up, the steel blade reflecting the crimson sunset, and suddenly felt a strange energy coursing through his veins. From that day onwards, he has been a skilled swordsman, and improving by the day.

Race: Human

Hair: Naturally black and dreadlocked, why so is unknown, it just seems to grow out like that. It is currently long enough to just reach the shoulder blades, and he occasionally cuts it back down to this size, due to the fact that having it too long would not be practical, but it is preferably long enough to obscure his features a bit.

Eyes: Reddish-brown, almond shaped, strong black eyebrows, very reflective (in the same way that a cat or a dog's eyes reflect light.) He often wears red tinted goggles, due to the fact that his unnaturally cat-like eyes could reflect light and draw attention to him when he is hiding.

Home Village: Unknown, but currently living in the industrial city of Oros.

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: None (that he knows of.)

Character Personality: His personality is generally cold and restrained, and with pretty good reason, too. He has been killing, witnessing death, and avoiding many gory, sadistic, and downright disgusting fates throughout his life, so not much can surprise, scare or anger him, although in the heat of a conflict he has a tendency to develop a bloodlust, and he is not a guy who lets his enemies, (or targets,) walk away from a confrontation. After all, if his entire life is spent taking away the lives of others without a second thought, he may as well do the job well. He will forever be a killer, the blood of his victims is burnt into his soul, due to the fact that he has had to kill throughout his life, but that CERTAINLY does not mean that he takes pleasure in doing what is mostly necessary, but occasionally avoidable. There is a fine line between enjoying what he does, and simply getting caught up in the momentum of battle. He is very good at masking any thoughts that are going on in his head, and what his next action will be, which makes him both unpredictable and mysterious. Despite all of this, though, he is only 15 years old, and has a long life ahead of him, (if he is lucky,) who says he can't change?

Character History: Shinta's history is obscure at the best of times. His first memory is of lying in a smoky alleyway, shivering and crying, being nurtured by a pack of dogs. At roughly the age of 5, he was found by a well meaning old lady, and looked after and taught to speak by her. At the age of 12, he witnessed her brutal murder, and any emotions he may have had were destroyed as fast as she was. Since then, he has been living on the street, stealing from various sources to nourish himself, until one day he stumbled across two men having a conversation...
'Are you serious? In a world as corrupt as this, not ONE person will do it? We're offering a ridiculous amount of money!'
'Yeah, well, you know what the law is like here, one step out of line and you're facing the death sentence. No man will accept any amount of money if he's gonna wind up having a 2 meter long razorblade taken to him, eh?'
'Good point, good point. I guess you just can't get someone killed in this day and age... we'll just have to hope he stumbles across a gang of thugs or something...'
'Shh... did you hear that?'
'What?'
'Oh shhi... THERE'S SOMEONE LISTENING IN ON US!!!'
*Sound of a blade being unsheathed.*
And the next thing he knew, Shinta had a machete against his throat.
'Who are you? What do you want? Give me one good reason not to kill you!'
'You want someone killed?'
'What's it to you, kid?'
'I kill people every day. I need money. I'll do it.'
'Is this a joke? Do you want to keep your head??!?!'
'No joke. I just need money. Why else would I have a sword? You think this is a child's toy?'
'Uuuh...'
'My katana could destroy that rusty old kitchen utensil.'
'Wha...? look wise guy... um...'
'Um..? Um what? Are you gonna kill me or what?'
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'We'll give you 1000 now, and 2000 when you bring me the guy's head.'
'Done.'
'Okay, so let's fill you in...'

So into the room they went, firmly closing the door behind them, Shinta being kept under close guard.
And from then onwards, he was a contract killer.
Which brings us to now.

Weapons: A katana with a smoky black gem set into the hilt, and for some reason, it never seems to scratch or blemish, yet he still takes perfect care of it.
Wrist-mounted assassin blades (stolen), for when subtlety is needed.
They are extremely valuable, once belonging to royalty. The above mentioned time when he was chased by mercenaries? These were the reason. They are made of an unknown, crimson alloy, and like his katana, they haven't, (yet), received a single scratch, despite being given much abuse, including breaking the lock of a door and piercing through a metal breastplate.

Likes: He has never experienced anything to like.

Dislikes: Same as above, pretty much, he has nothing to dislike.

Animal Companions: None

Character's Physical Description: About 5'8'' tall, slender, but surprisingly powerful for his size and build. Always seen wearing a gunmetal grey mask that he found with his sword. Also wears a pair of red tinted goggles.

Dreams for the Future: To live a life without the danger of being stabbed in the back while he is asleep.

Reason for Dreams: It's pretty obvious, really.

Alignment/side: Whoever is offering the most money.

I have mended a few things to make him fit in more with the whole 'swords and daggers' theme, but if it isn't enough I would greatly appreciate being told

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