Post by Jisatsu Keiko on Dec 6, 2018 22:43:40 GMT -4
Jisatsu Keiko
BASIC INFORMATION
Hero/Vigilante/Villain alias: Human Hare
Player Name: Jar Star
Faceclaim/Series: Nanachi/Made In Abyss
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Hero/Student
Height: Normal Height - 1.06 meters (3'6ft) Too the top of fully erect ears - 1.27 meters (4'2ft)
Weight: 20.8 Kilos (46lbs)
Hair/Style: Soft lightly brown short plush fur all over body - As well as long soft vibrant white hair on head.
Skin/Scars: Pale skin under fur, Several cuts, scraps, bruising scars under fur usually unable to be seen.
Eyes: Yellowish brown large eyes.
Notables: Jisa has normal hair on his head not just like his fur, And he also has a longer tail rather then a bunny tail.
Player Name: Jar Star
Faceclaim/Series: Nanachi/Made In Abyss
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Hero/Student
Height: Normal Height - 1.06 meters (3'6ft) Too the top of fully erect ears - 1.27 meters (4'2ft)
Weight: 20.8 Kilos (46lbs)
Hair/Style: Soft lightly brown short plush fur all over body - As well as long soft vibrant white hair on head.
Skin/Scars: Pale skin under fur, Several cuts, scraps, bruising scars under fur usually unable to be seen.
Eyes: Yellowish brown large eyes.
Notables: Jisa has normal hair on his head not just like his fur, And he also has a longer tail rather then a bunny tail.
APPEARANCE AND PERSONALITY
Appearance:
A small youth whose size has seemed to stop increasing in the last year or so. The adaption of his mutation causing him to remain rather short even if counting to the tips of his rather large ears. Usually only wearing lower clothing to cover his unmentionables as well. Partially given being a furred individual being to clothed can cause immense heat and discomfort.
His face and head still have human like hair with white eyebrows and lush hair. Yellowish brown eyes that often appear to be looking past most things at something that isn't really there. Usually not holding eye contact easily. his lower chest and belly as well as the palms of his hands and feet hold a more light colored fur as well like other hare's or rabbits his quirk seems similar too. His cheeks as well holding small white like patches where small whiskers stem from.
POSITIVE
✔ Creative
✔ Friendly
✔ Kind Hearted
✔ Willing to Help
NEGATIVE
✖ Easily Depressed
✖ Easily Shy or Anti Social
✖ Pessimistic
✖ Lazy
LIKES
✔ Fast Food/Sweets/Instant Foods
✔ Audio Books
✔ Video Games
✔ Boobies/Booties
✔ Animals
DISLIKES
✖ Mornings
✖ Social Gatherings
✖ Opening Up
✖ Animal Cruelty
Personality:
Jisatsu's moods have been known to change pending his surroundings and current motivations. While normally he can be found as quiet or easily distant from various worries or trouble with social interactions on larger scales. If provoked or approached its possible to pull out his more energetic side as well. Sometimes like a spring shooting off into fits of hyperactivity like a over energetic bunny. Or if interested in members of the fairer sex. Sometimes his rabbit like libido can lead him into fits of curious action around those he finds particularly interesting in various ways.
Normally though in whatever the case he tries to be kind when possible when dealing with others. Rarely angered but able to pull out some mild aggression if provoked or prodded to harshly. But being the center of attention can also be strange for him pulling out a awkward side at times. Having trouble dealing with various forms of spot light making his road to possibly being a hero a little more difficult as well.
A small youth whose size has seemed to stop increasing in the last year or so. The adaption of his mutation causing him to remain rather short even if counting to the tips of his rather large ears. Usually only wearing lower clothing to cover his unmentionables as well. Partially given being a furred individual being to clothed can cause immense heat and discomfort.
His face and head still have human like hair with white eyebrows and lush hair. Yellowish brown eyes that often appear to be looking past most things at something that isn't really there. Usually not holding eye contact easily. his lower chest and belly as well as the palms of his hands and feet hold a more light colored fur as well like other hare's or rabbits his quirk seems similar too. His cheeks as well holding small white like patches where small whiskers stem from.
POSITIVE
✔ Creative
✔ Friendly
✔ Kind Hearted
✔ Willing to Help
NEGATIVE
✖ Easily Depressed
✖ Easily Shy or Anti Social
✖ Pessimistic
✖ Lazy
LIKES
✔ Fast Food/Sweets/Instant Foods
✔ Audio Books
✔ Video Games
✔ Boobies/Booties
✔ Animals
DISLIKES
✖ Mornings
✖ Social Gatherings
✖ Opening Up
✖ Animal Cruelty
Personality:
Jisatsu's moods have been known to change pending his surroundings and current motivations. While normally he can be found as quiet or easily distant from various worries or trouble with social interactions on larger scales. If provoked or approached its possible to pull out his more energetic side as well. Sometimes like a spring shooting off into fits of hyperactivity like a over energetic bunny. Or if interested in members of the fairer sex. Sometimes his rabbit like libido can lead him into fits of curious action around those he finds particularly interesting in various ways.
Normally though in whatever the case he tries to be kind when possible when dealing with others. Rarely angered but able to pull out some mild aggression if provoked or prodded to harshly. But being the center of attention can also be strange for him pulling out a awkward side at times. Having trouble dealing with various forms of spot light making his road to possibly being a hero a little more difficult as well.
HISTORY
When it comes to the family line Jisatsu was born into. He was the first born quirked with a strange power that mutated his entire body. In a society in many places still adjusting to these new coming generations of powered individuals. His family had trouble adjusting like many others. A son born with fur and features that slowly became more severe that were rabbit like even from infancy. He would never know his father who held distaste for such strange beings being born in recent generations. Leaving both him and his mother when he was nary a few months old.
He grew up no stranger to strife and poverty but was in his own ways at least trying to find the brighter sides of the darkness. While the time he was allotted with his mother who had to work quite allot both day and late shifts to support them both. While their meals were meager the late dinners he had with her were one of the few genuine joys in his day. While most of the rest of it beyond school were filled with a rather lonely sensation he began to grow used to over time. Often feeling guilty for the stress put on his mother having to take care of them both as well as guilt for what he was and how it drove away his father.
One of the few things in the extended times of loneliness that gave him some joy of the future or ideas of grandeur beyond his poverty like life style. Was seeing others born with strange powers rising above the controversy. The Pro Hero's and vigilantes that had risen stopping criminals and using these gifts they were born with for the power of good and justice.
The rising stars and their newspaper or magazine articles talking about them slowly began to cover his small rooms walls. The idea of such people made the feeling of being less then a person for what he was seeming to subside when he saw such people becoming true heroes of society. In many ways it was something to believe in.
What little time they got to spend together his mother supported this intrigue as well. But alas when things slowly became better they would become harder first just as so many other things in life. Jisatsu was never the best student but he tried hard all the same. An when he was accepted into UA the new rising school for heroes. What should have been a day that filled with him incredible joy and light was over shadowed by the fact he'd lost his mother not long before. Passing on in the earlier part of the year less then a month before he discovered he'd been accepted.
So while he grieves he prepares for the start of his new life. Hoping to find some sunshine on the other side of the fence if things allow him such a privilege. His poverty stricken life not allotting him many friends on this venture and now in many ways alone. But perhaps if he could become like the heroes that inspired him he could help others not have to far as fall as he felt he had. UA at least able to provide a roof and food as well as a possible path to the dream of becoming like those who were his heroes. Determined to not allow life to defeat him...
He grew up no stranger to strife and poverty but was in his own ways at least trying to find the brighter sides of the darkness. While the time he was allotted with his mother who had to work quite allot both day and late shifts to support them both. While their meals were meager the late dinners he had with her were one of the few genuine joys in his day. While most of the rest of it beyond school were filled with a rather lonely sensation he began to grow used to over time. Often feeling guilty for the stress put on his mother having to take care of them both as well as guilt for what he was and how it drove away his father.
One of the few things in the extended times of loneliness that gave him some joy of the future or ideas of grandeur beyond his poverty like life style. Was seeing others born with strange powers rising above the controversy. The Pro Hero's and vigilantes that had risen stopping criminals and using these gifts they were born with for the power of good and justice.
The rising stars and their newspaper or magazine articles talking about them slowly began to cover his small rooms walls. The idea of such people made the feeling of being less then a person for what he was seeming to subside when he saw such people becoming true heroes of society. In many ways it was something to believe in.
What little time they got to spend together his mother supported this intrigue as well. But alas when things slowly became better they would become harder first just as so many other things in life. Jisatsu was never the best student but he tried hard all the same. An when he was accepted into UA the new rising school for heroes. What should have been a day that filled with him incredible joy and light was over shadowed by the fact he'd lost his mother not long before. Passing on in the earlier part of the year less then a month before he discovered he'd been accepted.
So while he grieves he prepares for the start of his new life. Hoping to find some sunshine on the other side of the fence if things allow him such a privilege. His poverty stricken life not allotting him many friends on this venture and now in many ways alone. But perhaps if he could become like the heroes that inspired him he could help others not have to far as fall as he felt he had. UA at least able to provide a roof and food as well as a possible path to the dream of becoming like those who were his heroes. Determined to not allow life to defeat him...