Post by osamu on Mar 16, 2008 17:12:18 GMT -5
All About You
Name: Natasha Jones
Age: 18
Experience 4 years roleplaying, 1 year roleplaying two characters very similar to this one - namely Auron from Final Fantasy 10 and a'Lan Mandragoran from the Wheel of Time series of books
Your RP Chararacter
Name: Osamu Shinobu Taisumai
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6ft
Appearance: [at least two paragraphs] Osamu often is seen wearing a dark black Samurai Kimono - meaning it has the over exagerated shoulders. This is tied by an obi (a wide sash or belt used for securing the Kimono) with a jug of nog (sake) attached to it through a beaded pattern. He often wears his Samurai Kimono with one arm tucked inside it like it was a sling - leading many people to believe he has a lame arm, this isn't true.He wears dark black Sashinuki Hakama (divided Skirt like pants that ballon outwards, tied by a cord to cause the ballooning effect, often made of 5 pannels.) Sheathed at his side is his blade, a katana that has a hook towards its end which is blackened apart from the edges as well as raised flame designs that have been applied with red enamel, laquer used over the top to make it seem like it fades red to orange.
On the 'lame' side of his coat there is a reinforced leather shoulder pad which has beads and feathers loose off it. Beneath his Samurai Kimono he wears a black leather breastplate with inlaid silver designs on it as well as a fabric neckguard reinforced with leather strapping that he can have attached to one side of his kimono and his breastplate as he choses.
Facial wise he is often seen wearing glasses with smokey quartz lenses, and he cannot use his left eye due to a scar that starts from near his hairline and finishes at the jawline on the same side. Its rare you see his mouth or the end of his nose due to the neckguard, when you do see it though his jawline has a healthy 3 days growth of stubble. His hair at the front and sides is cut short, and is jet black in colour with a few streaks of grey in it. At the back often hidden his hair is tied into a ponytail, this is normally kept hidden inside his kimono though.
Personality: [at least two paragraphs] Osamu has trained hard to become a samurai - indeed he is classed as a wandering Ronin(Masterless) Samurai. Due to his training he doesn't speak very much, indeed at times speaking to him its like speaking to a stone wall. He isn't a man to waste syllables. He often comes across as stern, even cold and uncaring, but that is again just his training.
Underneath this he cares deeply for whom he is working with, once he's got to know them. He knows well the pain of loss, and it is because of this he is careful to not get too close to anyone - his master died during one training exercise that went terribly wrong. Osamu blames himself for this. Osamu will give anything to save anothers life, even his own life, and is very honourable. He will not stand by and let someone else be injured.
He has his flaws though - he's proud, and extremely stubborn. At times trying to get him to do something he has no desire to do is like trying to keep two bulls from locking horns. A lot of the time you'll stand no chance.
Class: [high class, middle-class, low class] Middle Class
Occupation: Will work as a bodyguard/hired protection for anyone who needs it. His main job though is to train the actors in the Opera Magnificent in the art of making stage sword fights seem dramatic without injuring each other, but still keeping its realism.
Pets: None
Family: None left alive
History: [At least three paragraphs] Osamu grew up in a small town on the island of Hokkaido. He'd been sworn to become a Samurai from the moment of birth to regain family honor that had been lost by his drunken idiot of a father. At the age of 5 he was taken from his home to start his training, deep in the Daisetsuzan volcanic area. He was trained near Mount Asahidake, indeed part of his training included running up it carrying a Bokkun (wooden practise blade). This eventually became the tanto (Japanese name for Dagger), then the Wakizashi, and then finally the Katana. He can also wield a Nodachi, but his personal preference is that its in effective.
On one training exercise with his master they made a mistake of leaving their home territory. Unintentionally they had wandered into enemy territory, and straight into an ambush. For this Osamu blames himself as he wasn't paying enough attention. At that point he was 20 years of age and had nearly completed his training. His master, Ryuu, was killed giving Osamu time to run. Since that point Osamu has never run again.
He spent the next ten years retraining after symbolically sacrificing his sword arm, retraining to allow himself to use his weaker left arm. At first during training to keep the urge to use his left arm he kept it tucked inside his kimono, not letting it leave what had become its sling at all. Now he will use it but only to give himself a focusin marker to work on.
After he had retrained he left, heading out into the world. He was outcast by his clan for this, yet someday he has promised himself he will return once more, to look upon the mountains and volcanoes in the Daisetuszan area, and to once more climb Mout Asahidake. He just hasn't felt that time come yet. That call to return isn't there yet.
He recently settled in Paris, making his temporary home there.
RP Sample: [At least three paragraphs] Osamu stretched faintly as he woke up, hearing the soft trickle of water from outside. He slowly stood up, carefully making the low bed. He may be middle class, but he did not have servants. That was for a full Samurai. He was a masterless Ronin Samurai of no clan and of no Master, he had not finished his training afterall. He wore only a light weight kimono the obi tied a lot looser and light Hakama, both of these white in colour. The Obi too was white with blue edging to it. They were his sleeping garb.
His footsteps were light across the wooden floor as he walked out of his bedroom to enter the kitchen. He missed the sliding doors they had in his native Japan, he had chosen to go for the next best though, arch ways that connected every room. As he prepared his breakfast, he silently thanked those who watched over him, and his life, for their continuing care and provision.
Once breakfast was cooking he started to boil the water needed to make green tea and unrolling the mat he would kneel on at the low table he ate off. His boots were placed in a rack at the door. He preferred to wear house shoes, or go barefoot as he was now. He turned his head sharply as he heard a knock at the front door reaching up to rub his stubble before he slowly stood up, making sure his light weight Kimono was tied properly he walked over barefoot, slipping his house shoes on before he opened the door giving a faint bow. "How may I help you, sir?" he asked quietly. It was odd, getting used to using sir. He'd only just become used to saying that.
They didn't use that in his country. Not his native Japan. Part of him missed it. But not enough for him to wish to go back.
Password one: read rules carefully dechangy
Password two read rules carefully Miranda Richardson
NB. When introducing himself Osamu will occasionally use his last name then middle name then first name - this is the correct form of introduction in Japan.
Name: Natasha Jones
Age: 18
Experience 4 years roleplaying, 1 year roleplaying two characters very similar to this one - namely Auron from Final Fantasy 10 and a'Lan Mandragoran from the Wheel of Time series of books
Your RP Chararacter
Name: Osamu Shinobu Taisumai
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6ft
Appearance: [at least two paragraphs] Osamu often is seen wearing a dark black Samurai Kimono - meaning it has the over exagerated shoulders. This is tied by an obi (a wide sash or belt used for securing the Kimono) with a jug of nog (sake) attached to it through a beaded pattern. He often wears his Samurai Kimono with one arm tucked inside it like it was a sling - leading many people to believe he has a lame arm, this isn't true.He wears dark black Sashinuki Hakama (divided Skirt like pants that ballon outwards, tied by a cord to cause the ballooning effect, often made of 5 pannels.) Sheathed at his side is his blade, a katana that has a hook towards its end which is blackened apart from the edges as well as raised flame designs that have been applied with red enamel, laquer used over the top to make it seem like it fades red to orange.
On the 'lame' side of his coat there is a reinforced leather shoulder pad which has beads and feathers loose off it. Beneath his Samurai Kimono he wears a black leather breastplate with inlaid silver designs on it as well as a fabric neckguard reinforced with leather strapping that he can have attached to one side of his kimono and his breastplate as he choses.
Facial wise he is often seen wearing glasses with smokey quartz lenses, and he cannot use his left eye due to a scar that starts from near his hairline and finishes at the jawline on the same side. Its rare you see his mouth or the end of his nose due to the neckguard, when you do see it though his jawline has a healthy 3 days growth of stubble. His hair at the front and sides is cut short, and is jet black in colour with a few streaks of grey in it. At the back often hidden his hair is tied into a ponytail, this is normally kept hidden inside his kimono though.
Personality: [at least two paragraphs] Osamu has trained hard to become a samurai - indeed he is classed as a wandering Ronin(Masterless) Samurai. Due to his training he doesn't speak very much, indeed at times speaking to him its like speaking to a stone wall. He isn't a man to waste syllables. He often comes across as stern, even cold and uncaring, but that is again just his training.
Underneath this he cares deeply for whom he is working with, once he's got to know them. He knows well the pain of loss, and it is because of this he is careful to not get too close to anyone - his master died during one training exercise that went terribly wrong. Osamu blames himself for this. Osamu will give anything to save anothers life, even his own life, and is very honourable. He will not stand by and let someone else be injured.
He has his flaws though - he's proud, and extremely stubborn. At times trying to get him to do something he has no desire to do is like trying to keep two bulls from locking horns. A lot of the time you'll stand no chance.
Class: [high class, middle-class, low class] Middle Class
Occupation: Will work as a bodyguard/hired protection for anyone who needs it. His main job though is to train the actors in the Opera Magnificent in the art of making stage sword fights seem dramatic without injuring each other, but still keeping its realism.
Pets: None
Family: None left alive
History: [At least three paragraphs] Osamu grew up in a small town on the island of Hokkaido. He'd been sworn to become a Samurai from the moment of birth to regain family honor that had been lost by his drunken idiot of a father. At the age of 5 he was taken from his home to start his training, deep in the Daisetsuzan volcanic area. He was trained near Mount Asahidake, indeed part of his training included running up it carrying a Bokkun (wooden practise blade). This eventually became the tanto (Japanese name for Dagger), then the Wakizashi, and then finally the Katana. He can also wield a Nodachi, but his personal preference is that its in effective.
On one training exercise with his master they made a mistake of leaving their home territory. Unintentionally they had wandered into enemy territory, and straight into an ambush. For this Osamu blames himself as he wasn't paying enough attention. At that point he was 20 years of age and had nearly completed his training. His master, Ryuu, was killed giving Osamu time to run. Since that point Osamu has never run again.
He spent the next ten years retraining after symbolically sacrificing his sword arm, retraining to allow himself to use his weaker left arm. At first during training to keep the urge to use his left arm he kept it tucked inside his kimono, not letting it leave what had become its sling at all. Now he will use it but only to give himself a focusin marker to work on.
After he had retrained he left, heading out into the world. He was outcast by his clan for this, yet someday he has promised himself he will return once more, to look upon the mountains and volcanoes in the Daisetuszan area, and to once more climb Mout Asahidake. He just hasn't felt that time come yet. That call to return isn't there yet.
He recently settled in Paris, making his temporary home there.
RP Sample: [At least three paragraphs] Osamu stretched faintly as he woke up, hearing the soft trickle of water from outside. He slowly stood up, carefully making the low bed. He may be middle class, but he did not have servants. That was for a full Samurai. He was a masterless Ronin Samurai of no clan and of no Master, he had not finished his training afterall. He wore only a light weight kimono the obi tied a lot looser and light Hakama, both of these white in colour. The Obi too was white with blue edging to it. They were his sleeping garb.
His footsteps were light across the wooden floor as he walked out of his bedroom to enter the kitchen. He missed the sliding doors they had in his native Japan, he had chosen to go for the next best though, arch ways that connected every room. As he prepared his breakfast, he silently thanked those who watched over him, and his life, for their continuing care and provision.
Once breakfast was cooking he started to boil the water needed to make green tea and unrolling the mat he would kneel on at the low table he ate off. His boots were placed in a rack at the door. He preferred to wear house shoes, or go barefoot as he was now. He turned his head sharply as he heard a knock at the front door reaching up to rub his stubble before he slowly stood up, making sure his light weight Kimono was tied properly he walked over barefoot, slipping his house shoes on before he opened the door giving a faint bow. "How may I help you, sir?" he asked quietly. It was odd, getting used to using sir. He'd only just become used to saying that.
They didn't use that in his country. Not his native Japan. Part of him missed it. But not enough for him to wish to go back.
Password one: read rules carefully dechangy
Password two read rules carefully Miranda Richardson
NB. When introducing himself Osamu will occasionally use his last name then middle name then first name - this is the correct form of introduction in Japan.
