Post by Saito Yamada on Jun 29, 2018 20:21:46 GMT -4
SAITO YAMADA
〘SANNO〙
BASIC INFORMATION
Hero/Vigilante/Villain alias: Sanno
Player Name: Kelolon
Faceclaim/Series: Akira Hayama - Food Wars!
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Student Hero - 3rd Year
Height: 1.89m
Weight: 78kg
Hair/Style: Light grey; collarbone length
Skin/Scars: Honey
Eyes: Cyan
Notables: N/A
Colours: Speech - #e62119||Thoughts - #a20e08
Player Name: Kelolon
Faceclaim/Series: Akira Hayama - Food Wars!
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Student Hero - 3rd Year
Height: 1.89m
Weight: 78kg
Hair/Style: Light grey; collarbone length
Skin/Scars: Honey
Eyes: Cyan
Notables: N/A
Colours: Speech - #e62119||Thoughts - #a20e08
APPEARANCE AND PERSONALITY
Appearance:
Saito isn't what you'd call a 'bishie', but he's not exactly unattractive either. From the head down, Saito's hair is a dull, off-white colour that more resembles a light grey. His eyes are a distinct greenish blue, easily the most magnetic part of his face. His slim lips are often curled in a mischievous smile or bored frown. Saito rarely suffers facial hair, growing greyish stubble on the occasions he doesn't shave. His broad shoulders branch out two a pair of well-defined arms ending in strong, calloused hands with long fingers. Below a groomed chest and defined abdominal muscles, Saito's legs are broad and strong, capable of carrying him far. His arms, legs and waist are the home to a collection of invasive, though nicely healed, scars and burns as a result of his training and quirk.
He frequents jackets and jeans, most famously a vibrant red hoodie. While Saito claims to have outgrown the look, he still enjoys wearing coats over shirts and is a big fan of sunglasses. Saito’s style is consistent and, while he likes looking good, usually isn’t something he puts tons of thought into.
POSITIVE
✔ Realistic
✔ Easy-going
✔ Approachable
✔ Altruistic
✔ Street-Wise
NEGATIVE
✖ Stubborn
✖ Vindictive
✖ Irritable
✖ Lazy
✖ Flirty
LIKES
✔ Spicy food
✔ Exploring
✔ Cooking
✔ Jokes/Puns
✔ Naps
DISLIKES
✖ Being angry
✖ Schoolwork
✖ Certain people
✖ People crying
✖ Being lied to
Personality:
Saito is a happy-go-lucky guy with a love of quips and painfully disgusting puns. He uses these as they are, mighty weapons of war, and treats them as such, using them in only the most appropriate of situations like when a classmate ends up hanging upside down by their own quirk. He's at his prime in a light atmosphere, where laughs and groans can be shared with friends, but that's not to say he's explicitly extroverted.
Despite his openness and outgoing attitude with making friends, social interaction is quick to tire the lad. An introvert at heart, being with other people drains his energy and eventually makes him irritable if around the same people for too long without break. He tries to maintain a cool composure in rough situations and is not below casual flirting with friends or strangers. Breaking the ice isn't too difficult for someone with Saito's people skills, and it doesn't take long for Saito to befriend the strangest of strangers.
He isn't obsessed with the idea of having a romantic partner, which in the midst of puberty is either a virtue or a curse, and he has no real preference or 'type'. He finds shy girls cute the same way he finds athletic ones attractive and studious boys adorable. He's just happy with whatever and seems to be more focused on personality than looks. From past experience, Saito is plenty aware of what puppy love feels like and knows all too well the gaping emptiness left behind when someone leaves. He is very confident in his body and has no qualms with wearing women’s clothing, putting on make-up, dressing in silly costumes or even cosplay.
As his quirk is dependent on the functioning of his body, Saito makes a point of staying fit and healthy, keeping himself busy on lazy days with the best of cardio exercises - walking. He also makes a conscious effort to keep himself calm in situations where he finds himself irritated. His short temper is not easily quelled, but he hates nothing more than being angry. His anger is a deep-seated emotional blockade to Saito, who doesn't go into much of what makes him angry for the sole reason of not wanting to give people ammo against him. Saito is prone to depressive states that he'd never call depressive - but bouncing back is one of his biggest strengths! Right?
Finding difficulty with many of the tricky subjects studied at UA, Saito gets frustrated with the complex curriculum, he prefers to spend his time in class doing more important things; such as doodling in his books. He's a very physical, tactile person, but is also empathetic when he wants to be, more than happy to hug strangers and offer a shoulder to those in need. He loves to fix problems with his hands and his heart, where his head need not apply.
Saito isn't what you'd call a 'bishie', but he's not exactly unattractive either. From the head down, Saito's hair is a dull, off-white colour that more resembles a light grey. His eyes are a distinct greenish blue, easily the most magnetic part of his face. His slim lips are often curled in a mischievous smile or bored frown. Saito rarely suffers facial hair, growing greyish stubble on the occasions he doesn't shave. His broad shoulders branch out two a pair of well-defined arms ending in strong, calloused hands with long fingers. Below a groomed chest and defined abdominal muscles, Saito's legs are broad and strong, capable of carrying him far. His arms, legs and waist are the home to a collection of invasive, though nicely healed, scars and burns as a result of his training and quirk.
He frequents jackets and jeans, most famously a vibrant red hoodie. While Saito claims to have outgrown the look, he still enjoys wearing coats over shirts and is a big fan of sunglasses. Saito’s style is consistent and, while he likes looking good, usually isn’t something he puts tons of thought into.
POSITIVE
✔ Realistic
✔ Easy-going
✔ Approachable
✔ Altruistic
✔ Street-Wise
NEGATIVE
✖ Stubborn
✖ Vindictive
✖ Irritable
✖ Lazy
✖ Flirty
LIKES
✔ Spicy food
✔ Exploring
✔ Cooking
✔ Jokes/Puns
✔ Naps
DISLIKES
✖ Being angry
✖ Schoolwork
✖ Certain people
✖ People crying
✖ Being lied to
Personality:
Saito is a happy-go-lucky guy with a love of quips and painfully disgusting puns. He uses these as they are, mighty weapons of war, and treats them as such, using them in only the most appropriate of situations like when a classmate ends up hanging upside down by their own quirk. He's at his prime in a light atmosphere, where laughs and groans can be shared with friends, but that's not to say he's explicitly extroverted.
Despite his openness and outgoing attitude with making friends, social interaction is quick to tire the lad. An introvert at heart, being with other people drains his energy and eventually makes him irritable if around the same people for too long without break. He tries to maintain a cool composure in rough situations and is not below casual flirting with friends or strangers. Breaking the ice isn't too difficult for someone with Saito's people skills, and it doesn't take long for Saito to befriend the strangest of strangers.
He isn't obsessed with the idea of having a romantic partner, which in the midst of puberty is either a virtue or a curse, and he has no real preference or 'type'. He finds shy girls cute the same way he finds athletic ones attractive and studious boys adorable. He's just happy with whatever and seems to be more focused on personality than looks. From past experience, Saito is plenty aware of what puppy love feels like and knows all too well the gaping emptiness left behind when someone leaves. He is very confident in his body and has no qualms with wearing women’s clothing, putting on make-up, dressing in silly costumes or even cosplay.
As his quirk is dependent on the functioning of his body, Saito makes a point of staying fit and healthy, keeping himself busy on lazy days with the best of cardio exercises - walking. He also makes a conscious effort to keep himself calm in situations where he finds himself irritated. His short temper is not easily quelled, but he hates nothing more than being angry. His anger is a deep-seated emotional blockade to Saito, who doesn't go into much of what makes him angry for the sole reason of not wanting to give people ammo against him. Saito is prone to depressive states that he'd never call depressive - but bouncing back is one of his biggest strengths! Right?
Finding difficulty with many of the tricky subjects studied at UA, Saito gets frustrated with the complex curriculum, he prefers to spend his time in class doing more important things; such as doodling in his books. He's a very physical, tactile person, but is also empathetic when he wants to be, more than happy to hug strangers and offer a shoulder to those in need. He loves to fix problems with his hands and his heart, where his head need not apply.
HISTORY
Born to a humble teacher and celebrated doctor, Saito spent his childhood in a good home with his parents and a younger sister - Sasaki Yamada - for him to care for and look after as their lives took an all too steady decline. It started, as the Yamada children were of the ages of 5 and 4, Saito's father was caught having an affair with a co-worker of his. The tensions were immediately cutthroat and before long, the marriage of 20 years had ended and the family was broken open like a sad, sad egg. At their age, the children weren't sure of why they were suddenly swept up in a long and arduous legal battle over who got custody of the children. Saito was at first happy to wear a suit for children when he appeared in court, but as it went on and on over the course of two years, he became bitter and disillusioned. He'd scorn his parent's whole-hearted attempts to keep him happy. Angry, his school-life began to suffer. He refused to be touched and abused those around him. The teachers could only pry him away and watch with pity as the boy screamed and cried. Then he found his quirk.
It was a rough day at school, as usual, he'd been left to play by himself. Tiny things were all that was needed to set him off. Today, it was not finding his favourite colour of crayon in the box. Like a boulder had fallen into a still pond, the splash was devastating. Saito had no idea what was happening to him, his entire body felt as if it were on fire. It ached, but it was a good ache. He smashed the nearest table. He was so strong. So much stronger than the teachers who put their lives on the line to try to hold down the boy. He remembered a particularly gentle woman having to lean her knees into his back to keep him from ripping the hair from a classmate's head. It would've taken the slightest tug. Thankfully, the teacher in charge had called the school's newly appointed 'Quirk Counsellor' who was quick to stick the boy with a sharp needle. Moments later, he was drowsy. Then he slept, the tyrant's ransacking of the broken, beaten classroom left to a simple dream.
Saito spent the next week in the hospital, being treated not for the injuries any regular human would've gotten from smashing wooden tables and punching floors, but for the extreme lack of salt, sugars and necessary vitamins and minerals in his body. At first, his parents were suspected of leaving him malnourished, but it turned out that this was a by-product of Saito's newly found quirk. With his anger issues having escalated so intensely, the boy was put into a management programme. After being shown the aftermath of his rampage; chairs were strewn about, a table utterly shattered, his favourite teacher with the biggest bruise he'd seen... Saito was horrified. At first, he refused to be blamed, tossing names and calling out causes - triggers - as if the one at fault were the ones not in a hospital bed. Eventually, Saito conceded. It took the begging of his parents, the tears of his sister, promises of better times, but he finally agreed to go into an anger-management programme.
Years passed and after a successful time of learning how to express his aggression in non-violent ways, Saito began to love cooking but spent a good deal of his time learning about his quirk and exercising to keep his body fit. He knew his quirk was dangerous. Knew that if he'd let it off the leash, he could seriously hurt someone who didn't deserve to be hurt. Saito Yamada refused to allow this. So he worked and trained as hard as he could, sleeping early in the evenings and going through strict regimens of exercise and self-contemplation. Even as a teen, he was satisfied with where his life was heading. He saw no use in his quirk. He would never aim to use it for his own gain and was antsy about the idea of fighting villains with it. Two paths had vanished. Perhaps the Olympics waited for him behind the pearly gates of chance. But then the laws changed and the world shifted like a great puzzle. UA. A school for 'heroes' opened and Saito saw a light so blindingly perfect that he was giddy even after sending in his application. With luck, his increased test scores and glowing recommendations from his recent P.E teachers and Quirk Trainers would score him a place to try out for the prestigious school.
When Saito had enrolled, he did so quite late into the school year and was having trouble getting to know classmates. He stayed more or less to himself until he slowly came out of his shell. Despite his pitiful grades and the ever-growing pool of people determined to do stupid, awful things, Saito knew he'd made the right choice in coming to UA. Saito, partway into his education, realised he had no intention of becoming a hero. At least not a modern interpretation of one. He saw no future in fighting, in violence. Instead, Saito saw his path appear in the form of the careers open to him. But even now he wishes to at least find something that can help him give back to the people that helped him through his life.
It was a rough day at school, as usual, he'd been left to play by himself. Tiny things were all that was needed to set him off. Today, it was not finding his favourite colour of crayon in the box. Like a boulder had fallen into a still pond, the splash was devastating. Saito had no idea what was happening to him, his entire body felt as if it were on fire. It ached, but it was a good ache. He smashed the nearest table. He was so strong. So much stronger than the teachers who put their lives on the line to try to hold down the boy. He remembered a particularly gentle woman having to lean her knees into his back to keep him from ripping the hair from a classmate's head. It would've taken the slightest tug. Thankfully, the teacher in charge had called the school's newly appointed 'Quirk Counsellor' who was quick to stick the boy with a sharp needle. Moments later, he was drowsy. Then he slept, the tyrant's ransacking of the broken, beaten classroom left to a simple dream.
Saito spent the next week in the hospital, being treated not for the injuries any regular human would've gotten from smashing wooden tables and punching floors, but for the extreme lack of salt, sugars and necessary vitamins and minerals in his body. At first, his parents were suspected of leaving him malnourished, but it turned out that this was a by-product of Saito's newly found quirk. With his anger issues having escalated so intensely, the boy was put into a management programme. After being shown the aftermath of his rampage; chairs were strewn about, a table utterly shattered, his favourite teacher with the biggest bruise he'd seen... Saito was horrified. At first, he refused to be blamed, tossing names and calling out causes - triggers - as if the one at fault were the ones not in a hospital bed. Eventually, Saito conceded. It took the begging of his parents, the tears of his sister, promises of better times, but he finally agreed to go into an anger-management programme.
Years passed and after a successful time of learning how to express his aggression in non-violent ways, Saito began to love cooking but spent a good deal of his time learning about his quirk and exercising to keep his body fit. He knew his quirk was dangerous. Knew that if he'd let it off the leash, he could seriously hurt someone who didn't deserve to be hurt. Saito Yamada refused to allow this. So he worked and trained as hard as he could, sleeping early in the evenings and going through strict regimens of exercise and self-contemplation. Even as a teen, he was satisfied with where his life was heading. He saw no use in his quirk. He would never aim to use it for his own gain and was antsy about the idea of fighting villains with it. Two paths had vanished. Perhaps the Olympics waited for him behind the pearly gates of chance. But then the laws changed and the world shifted like a great puzzle. UA. A school for 'heroes' opened and Saito saw a light so blindingly perfect that he was giddy even after sending in his application. With luck, his increased test scores and glowing recommendations from his recent P.E teachers and Quirk Trainers would score him a place to try out for the prestigious school.
When Saito had enrolled, he did so quite late into the school year and was having trouble getting to know classmates. He stayed more or less to himself until he slowly came out of his shell. Despite his pitiful grades and the ever-growing pool of people determined to do stupid, awful things, Saito knew he'd made the right choice in coming to UA. Saito, partway into his education, realised he had no intention of becoming a hero. At least not a modern interpretation of one. He saw no future in fighting, in violence. Instead, Saito saw his path appear in the form of the careers open to him. But even now he wishes to at least find something that can help him give back to the people that helped him through his life.
