Post by James Howlett Jr. on May 25, 2014 10:15:11 GMT -5
<< James Howlett Jr >>
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<<THE BASICS>>
It's time to introduce yourself
<<THE BASICS>>
It's time to introduce yourself
Name: James Howlett Jr
Alias: Ookami
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant
Faction: Unaffiliated
Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Deputy President of The Yashida Corporation
Play By: takeshi kaneshiro
<<APPEARANCE AND PERSONALITY>>
The very definition of your self
The very definition of your self
Over all Personality: James always strives to stay calm and collected. He likes to be able to plan and be prepared for whatever comes his way. He tends to stay in quiet places and veer from loud people in his area. He's very down to earth and polite. When it comes to what family he has (and actually cares about) he is very protective of them. However, the Howlett rage can get the better of him. He can quickly snap and turn on a person before they even realize what is happening.
Over all Appearance: James stands at 5'5 and has dark brown eyes. He wears his hair long, and usually pulled back into a ponytail. On work days, James can often be seen in business suits. However, when he has downtime he will often wear sweats and a wife-beater, as he can be seen working out. He is often seen with no emotion on his face, a smile very rare. He is also often mistaken for a teenager.
Anything else: none
Items: James always carries with him a katana that belonged to his mother, as the family katana was given to a good friend according to Mariko. This is a vital weapon to him as he has no powers that can be used in a fight.
<<THE MUTATION>>
Our powers are also called gifts, but some say they are curses
Our powers are also called gifts, but some say they are curses
Skills: James has been trained since he was six years old in martial arts combat.
-swordsmanship: the art of swords, takes many forms with a little shift in the basic concept of using the swords. With different types of swords and the techniques of using them effectively during combats, this art is quite mythological in nature and assumes extreme proportions.
-Jujutsu: this martial art emphasizes the technique of using the force of the opponent against himself rather than combating him with one’s own force. In actually means using one’s aggressive energy against him and not directly opposing him.
-Karate: focusing on the linear punching and great kicking methods executed from a distance. It concentrates on mental perfection.
-Aikido: techniques in this art consist of throwing, joint locking and striking techniques. The main emphasis is focused on the rhythm and intent of joining the competitor to find the best position and perfect timing to apply the final force. It is mainly concentrating on the philosophical and spiritual development.
Powers:
Healing Ability- James has the ability to regenerates damaged or destroyed tissues of his body far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary human. In addition to accelerated healing of physical traumas. James' healing factor makes him resistant to diseases, drugs, and toxins. He also ages slower than a normal human.
Heightened senses-
---Hearing: James can hear well beyond a humans hearing. He can differentiate between footsteps of somebody he knows, and a stranger before they approach. He can hear at high frequency's. Sounds that are often loud to those with normal hearing, often cause pain to him.
---Sight: James has very sharp vision. He can see farther than a normal human. He can read fine print up to 50 yards away and see almost just as well in the dark.
---Smell: James' sense of smell is very acute. He can pick up a scent after a person has already left for 14 hours. This often helps him in detecting and avoiding danger from a distance if he needed. Often times he can identify others that have been around a person if he has met them before.
Weaknesses: His heightened hearing while useful has proven at times to be his main weakness, when an enemy hits an object near him he often finds the pain so unbearable it has caused him to double over and loose focus. If the noise is loud and piercing enough it can rupture his ear drums causing him to become deaf for a moderate amount of time.
His healing ability while much like his fathers is much slower. If shot or badly stabbed it can take James almost three times as long to heal from his wounds than it would Logan. While immune to most poisons this too can have an effect on his body and also can take him longer to heal from. Also, just like his father, the muramasa blade will completely cancel out his ability to heal.
<<HISTORY>>
The farther you go back, the better you'll understand the future
The farther you go back, the better you'll understand the future
Father: James "Logan" Howlett
Mother:Mariko Yashida (deceased)
Other family: (grandfather) Shingen Yashida (Siblings) Daken and Erista (doesn't know about them)
History: James is the only son of Mariko Yashida. He was born in Japan and never knew his father growing up,but never felt that he missed out due to the constant love and attention that Mariko lavished on him. Growing up Mariko tried to shield James from the way the family wanted him to be brought up, naturally being the eldest born he would someday be the head of the clan and his grand father Shingen wanted him to be ready. Mariko tried to keep James away from clan business and influence so she kept him far away from the main compound and raised him herself near Nagasaki. However when James was six the clan wars caught up to them and one day Mariko was poisoned with tetrodotoxin from a blowfish by an assassin named Reiko. James found her body in the house, with no other family to raise him Shingen became his legal guardian.
Knowing that James was going to be the head of the clan Shingen was the hardest on him, even though he was young James was trained with all kinds of weapons and hand to hand combat. While James grew Shingen began to fill James' head with lies about his father. Shingen made James believe that his father had forced himself on on Mariko, and even told James that his father was an American and began to seed a hate of Americans in James. While training with his grandfather James began to notice that wounds his sparing partners received would last longer for them. When in the woods of Japan he was able to find his opponents with ease based on their scent and could track them based on sound.
From the age of 15 he began to sit in on board meetings with the heads of all the companies the Yashida family over saw. How ever the years with Mariko where not wasted and he often found compassion for the men and women who fought for their companies, while his grandfather wished to destroy them and make profit James often did his best have them and their workers jobs saved. When he turned 20 he was made Deputy President of The Yashida Corporation.
<<ABOUT THE PLAYER>>
Your Name/Alias: Aimi
Age: 24
Who else do you play?: none
Where did you find us?: rebel
How many years have you been roleplaying?: 8 years
Roleplaying Sample: Here's your chance to show us how you roleplay. +2 paragraphs or more. You only have to do it for the first character.
James took a deep breath and sighed this was going to be much harder than he thought. Looking out over the vast amounts of lotus flowers that covered the surface the pond, his eyes scanned back and forth trying to find the perfect one for his mother. Biting his bottom lip he knew that he needed a higher view if he was going to find the one he wanted. Climbing a small near by rock gave him the perfect vantage, he looked over to his mothers friend Masahiro who was already thigh high in water " Masahiro left......left" he said waving his arms in a swooping motion to the extreme left, just encase the man didn't understand how much left he had to go.
James hardly dared to take his eyes off the flower on the far left, the base of the flower was so white it was almost see through the tips where a pale pink. James pointed at the flower now understanding that Masahiro knew the one he was after he lept from his rock and ran to the pond edge. Running his teeth across his bottom lip it took everything in him to try and remain still and keep out of the water "Come on......come on" he muttered under his breath as he watched the flower being gently cut from the stem.
Masahiro carefully moved towards James and held the flower out in his open palm. "Here you go, wish your mother.." but his sentence was cut short as no sooner had he opened his hand out than James had taken the flower and began to run. Not wanting to be rude James looked over his shoulder
"I will, thank you!" he called before turning back taking in a lung full of air he pushed his legs to run as hard as they would allow. Skidding around the corner James dug his feet into the dirt to stop himself, he opened his left hand and looked at the flower the petals were a little curled in, but was still the best gift he could think of. Not wanting to cause any damage to it now that he was so close to the house James slowed down to a slow walk, nearing the house he saw the front door wide open, unusual but not unreasonable as it was a hot day. Stepping into the house James looked around " Mother?" he called out and waited, but no answer came.
James slowly moved into the kitchen knowing that dinner would soon be ready he thought the most likely place to find her would be there. Stepping in he saw a pot rattle on the hob as the boiling water spattered and over flowed, he gently sat the slower down on the worktop and shut of the hob. His mother never would have left a pan to overflow like that, something was very wrong he could feel his stomach twist as he moved out of the kitchen. James looked around the main room again and began to notice the things he missed when he first walked in, there was a broken pot under the mirror one chair was resting on the table as though ready to fall over. James didn't like this he wanted his mother to walk in and explain why things where broken and damaged "Mother!" he called again this time a hint of panic in his voice as he ran up the stairs, turning to go up the second set he froze as his eyes locked onto the open dead eyes of Mariko.
James hardly dared to take his eyes off the flower on the far left, the base of the flower was so white it was almost see through the tips where a pale pink. James pointed at the flower now understanding that Masahiro knew the one he was after he lept from his rock and ran to the pond edge. Running his teeth across his bottom lip it took everything in him to try and remain still and keep out of the water "Come on......come on" he muttered under his breath as he watched the flower being gently cut from the stem.
Masahiro carefully moved towards James and held the flower out in his open palm. "Here you go, wish your mother.." but his sentence was cut short as no sooner had he opened his hand out than James had taken the flower and began to run. Not wanting to be rude James looked over his shoulder
"I will, thank you!" he called before turning back taking in a lung full of air he pushed his legs to run as hard as they would allow. Skidding around the corner James dug his feet into the dirt to stop himself, he opened his left hand and looked at the flower the petals were a little curled in, but was still the best gift he could think of. Not wanting to cause any damage to it now that he was so close to the house James slowed down to a slow walk, nearing the house he saw the front door wide open, unusual but not unreasonable as it was a hot day. Stepping into the house James looked around " Mother?" he called out and waited, but no answer came.
James slowly moved into the kitchen knowing that dinner would soon be ready he thought the most likely place to find her would be there. Stepping in he saw a pot rattle on the hob as the boiling water spattered and over flowed, he gently sat the slower down on the worktop and shut of the hob. His mother never would have left a pan to overflow like that, something was very wrong he could feel his stomach twist as he moved out of the kitchen. James looked around the main room again and began to notice the things he missed when he first walked in, there was a broken pot under the mirror one chair was resting on the table as though ready to fall over. James didn't like this he wanted his mother to walk in and explain why things where broken and damaged "Mother!" he called again this time a hint of panic in his voice as he ran up the stairs, turning to go up the second set he froze as his eyes locked onto the open dead eyes of Mariko.
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