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Gin Kazaana, The Fourth Blade
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Gin Kazaana, The Fourth Blade
DOSSIER: DEMON HUNTER
”Swiftly does it. Stick to the shadows.”
BASIC DETAILS
”Swiftly does it. Stick to the shadows.”
BASIC DETAILS
NAME:
Gin Kazaana
AGE:
26
GENDER:
Male
NATIONALITY:
Japanese American
BIRTHPLACE:
San Diego, California, United States
BIRTHDATE:
June 5, 1987
PICTURE:
- Spoiler:
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PERSONAL DETAILS
DESCRIPTION:
Degenerate. Rebel. Words like these come to mind when on the topic of Gin's appearance. In the world of humans, diversity is a great gift. Gin embraces these values to a somewhat unhealthy extent. In the world of the living, he is your average american young adult struggling to get by. He generally has a lighter expression on his face, and has an emotional palette of neutrals to carefree rambunctiousness. A lean individual through and through, it is no surprise when he is seen scaling terrain effortlessly. His fiery auburn hair likes to stand up backwards a lot, and is one of his identifying features. His skin is on the lighter side, possibly due to his preference to the shadows. Sharp amber eyes give him his sight, and tend to be a little intimidating despite his stature. Although he stands at a 5' 11" height, and weighs 165 pounds, his lean figure is deceiving. In the mortal realm, he wears a black head band and a green sweat shirt, cargo pants and skate shoes, a somewhat punk persona.
In Inferis he changes drastically. His face is shadowed by a faceplate that covers his forehead and cheeks. On the bridge of his nose, and under both eyes, are a smudge sage green face paint. His upper wear consists of a woodland camo pattern with a plate shield around his neck, and takes the form of a camo drape. Underneath is a thin plate shirt that is sectioned for ultimate mobility. His arms are covered in black plat with a black undershirn, and his hands are fitted with thin chain mail gloves with back plates. His pants are of the same camo pattern and are loose fitting, tucking into shinobi style boots which are thin black leather.
PERSONALITY:
Gin is a free spirit of energy and fun. He always has a witty remark up his sleeve, and tends to make a joke at the worst times. He is brash, stubborn, and quick to upset. He tends to take somethings meaning out of context, and is overly naive at some points. He rebelled at a early age, and instead of complying, he would stand firm and create a mess. He hates being wrong, and will become frustrated at being wrong. He displays some arrogance, and likes to be flashy in combat, much to his comrade's distaste. He doesn't like to admit his mistakes, and is confrontational.
That being said, despite his flaws, he excels in what he is good at. He always manages to get a task done, yet being a hard head, he would take the hard route. Though he is not as smart as some people, he is quick on his feet, and excels in common sense. His brash and brutish behavior does a swell job of hiding his intelligence, though he hates being called stupid. He likes to focus what he is already good at rather than pursue other fields. He isn't as quick on picking up vital information, but he powers through with courage and hard work.
His manners are very blunt and dusty, and he is very informal. He is wary to trust people, but when he likes someone, he displays kindness and loyalty, although it may appear as forced interest. He doesn't like Templars or Demons, is very iffy on Ritualists, and has a begrudging respect for other Demon Hunters. He wants to kill Lucifer once and for all, and god dammit he will do it.
HISTORY:
Life in San Diego wasn't too humble. His father was a eastern culture fanatic, so it didn't hell that his name was Gin. Being picked on by his classmates was a pain.
His father was somewhat weird, and still is. He ran a dojo for a while, and trained him in Wu Shu before he was ten. His father married a japanese woman from god knows where in San Diego. She happened to carry the Demon hunter gene. Great! She is still the best mother.
Gin was a small child. He excelled in things like acrobatics, though his friends thought it was "queer". Fuck them. He climbed trees often, and made fun of his friends for not climbing high enough. They were his school friends. They didn't give him a hard time for being named Gin. School was more of a place of mischief than education. His father didn't like having to talk to the principal a billion times a year. Gin had a volume of anger he couldn't describe.
For the first 12 years of his life, he was a troublemaking child, but he was normal. He couldn't remember the exact day it happened, but it must have been when his father scolded him for a bad grade. It was no big deal. He brushed his teeth and went to bed. They were moving to DC. He would lose his friends. He wasn't too thrilled. They moved that december. He lived near the Potomac. He remembered punching holes in the drywall of his new house when he finished setting up his room. That night was his first trip to hell.
He found it strange waking up in front of a decayed Capitol building. He found it even more strange that there were monsters everywhere. He was terrified, but slightly curious. He remembered standing up on his two feet, as he wandered aimlessly. He was nauseated. He remembered standing on Pennsylvania avenue when he saw three Aviaxi stare at him. His heart stopped in his chest. They let out such a terrifying shrill and made their advance. He could only put his arms up to shield himself. He wished it was a dream. He didn't want to die. He had to at least do something! Though silly as it was, he remembered taking up a Wu Shu stance, his heart beating. That was when two big shurikens just happened to be sitting in his hand. They were very light, and resembled a lawn mower's blade system. Crude but deadly. Wasting no time, he quickly threw them, only to watch them spin and hiss as he looked at his hands. They were attached by steel wire, which gave off a blue hue. What the fuck was this?!
The first aviax was blended to pieces. Taking advantage of his own confusion, he quickly motioned his hand to the other aviax, and the shuriken swung for its target, killing it. All three were dead. Reeling in the shurikens, they slowly stopped spinning in his hand, and they were glowing red hot. It didn't take long for him to vomit and pass out at what he just watched.
He remembered waking up in his bead with dirtied clothes. He didn't know what occured, but it was strange. Over the next few months he kept going back every night. He knew it was Hell. He killed the small occasional demon. He confronted his mother about in secret. She had hunted demons in her youth as well, and told him he could go to hell when he was near a tear. She was sad that her son had her same fate. Being the adventurous child he was, he continued to go. Every night.
He lived a normal life besides the demon hunting. He didn't know if their were others. He had made new friends in high school. He kept at his acrobatics and martial arts, much to his fathers confusion. He took up parkour to stay agile and strong. He remembered graduating high school. By that time he had been accustomed to slaying demons. His mother said their were thousands like him. He wanted to meet another demon hunter. He wanted to dick around in hell with another hunter.
It didn't take long for his mother to be apprehended by men in suits. She didn't say where she was going. All he knew was the note she left. "Templars. Run" that next day him and his father left for arlington. He was devastated. Why did they take his mother? At 23, he realized that if hell was forever gone, people wouldn't be hunted. People wouldn't have to live in secret. He would destroy hell. And he would have to find others.
He kept at his rigorous training. He had become a mechanic by 26, and worked when he wasn't worried about his life. He lived by himself and didn't go out much. He lived in secrecy. He was a Demon Hunter.
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FACTION:
Future Four Blades Member
REAL-LIFE SKILLS:
-Master Acrobat and Parkour Practicer : Very nimble and agile, and is very hard to get a hold of or touch. Is fast on his feet and scale structures with ease, and can contort
-Wu Shu : Although he didn't like it as a kid, his parents made him take wu shu classes, as his body was perfect for it. As such, his stamina is very large, and he is very knowledgable in hand to hand combat and defense. Knows how to handle a variety of weaponry, and has mastered Shurikenjutsu. Maybe it was worth it after all.
-Mechanic: Since he is a mechanic when not killing demons, it is no surprise than he knows how fix or modify most things, even while on the go, and is an ad hoc specialist.
INFERIS SKILLS:
- Fast Cat!!: His agility in inferis is something to behold, as he is very quick to change direction, move his body, or avoid harm. He is very nimble in inferis, and can easily brush off large falls. His acrobatics are his main weapon, and can help if he needs to retreat or find safety.
- Night Eye: Having a preference for darkness, he is very attuned to low light conditions. It isn't unusual for him to blindfold himself to avoid bright light and rely on his heightened senses.
WEAKNESSES:
- No Mass: There is a reason his speed is his weapon. A punch from a demon or other strong being would be lethal in most cases. This is why he avoids hits instead of blocking them.
-Flash Bang: Since he uses the shadows, his eyes are very sensitive to bright light, and too much stimulus to optic nerves can disorient him potentially.
-Say that Again?: His deductive reasoning and comprehension are lacking some, as he is confused easily.
COLOURS:
English (Green)
Japanese (Red)
German (Cyan)
Thoughts are italicized
TRIVIA:
- Suffers from insomnia
- Loves to eat pizza
- Enjoys hot weather
- Terrified of spiders
- Prefers dark colors
- Always has a pair of shades nearby for his sensitive eyesight
- Can read in the dark
- enjoys to hang around the Potomac river
- Doesn't like nicknames about his hair.
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USER DETAILS
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Shinku
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