Post by Minamoto Yukichii on Jan 11, 2008 1:54:21 GMT -5
Name: Minamoto Yukichii
Age: 2700
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Rank: F
Class: Ronin
Realm: Nowhere in Particular. Ronins don't settle, damnit.
Weapon Skills/Abilites/Magic: Nada.
Appearance:
Personality:
Yukichii is a womanizer at best, looking for maidens near and far that are in need of a hand, a hand that he can take advantage of. It's quite hard to tame this wild mans heart, his quest for love not exactly a quest at all.. more like a game. He is loud, obnoxious, and never without his wit. He isn't your stereotypical playboy though, he doesn't have a complex at all, except maybe a superiority complex. He's not just trying to appear tough. He is tough.
Biography:
Yukichii has been wandering since who knows when. He lost track several thousand years ago. He once belonged to a rogue group of warriors that fell astray from their crowd after a short period of time. But as he grew weary of the sleepless nights and endless days he went off on his own, to find his own path.
It is said that Yukichii comes from a long line of demon royalty, though he has no real recollection of his family. Originally from another netherworld, he had wandered into Krichevskoy's kingdom and the nearby realms purely on accident. Chasing women can be a rough job.
Interests: Women. Booze. The Red Moon.
Vassals: Negative.
Reminisce Shoppe Items: None.
Sample Roleplay:
"Oi! You there!" Yukichii blinked his eyes rapidly as the woman several yards ahead of him stopped dead in her tracks. She turned slowly to look back at him and he hurried his footsteps and brushed a hand through his bangs as he neared her.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're like an angel?" He crooned his words, batting his lush lashes at the female who didn't appear to be amused. "And let me tell you something, coming from a royal family, one sees many beautiful women. But none such as yourself." His words fell flat as the woman turned on her heels and sped up her pace to escape the unflattering words of the demon.
"Eh.. Wait up!" Yukichii called after the woman, his own feet stamping the ground as he tried mercilessly to keep up with her, his lips flapping the entire time. "Where are you going? Weren't we having a nice chat?" He called after her, unaware that she had stopped once again. His body crashed into hers, sending them both sprawling to the ground and he took the opportunity to soothe her with more words.
"Oh! Mademoiselle, I am so sorry! Are you alright?" His question was met with a swift punch to the gut which sent him reeling and he was left to choke on his pride as the woman stormed away. "Itai..."
Age: 2700
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Rank: F
Class: Ronin
Realm: Nowhere in Particular. Ronins don't settle, damnit.
Weapon Skills/Abilites/Magic: Nada.
Appearance:
Personality:
Yukichii is a womanizer at best, looking for maidens near and far that are in need of a hand, a hand that he can take advantage of. It's quite hard to tame this wild mans heart, his quest for love not exactly a quest at all.. more like a game. He is loud, obnoxious, and never without his wit. He isn't your stereotypical playboy though, he doesn't have a complex at all, except maybe a superiority complex. He's not just trying to appear tough. He is tough.
Biography:
Yukichii has been wandering since who knows when. He lost track several thousand years ago. He once belonged to a rogue group of warriors that fell astray from their crowd after a short period of time. But as he grew weary of the sleepless nights and endless days he went off on his own, to find his own path.
It is said that Yukichii comes from a long line of demon royalty, though he has no real recollection of his family. Originally from another netherworld, he had wandered into Krichevskoy's kingdom and the nearby realms purely on accident. Chasing women can be a rough job.
Interests: Women. Booze. The Red Moon.
Vassals: Negative.
Reminisce Shoppe Items: None.
Sample Roleplay:
"Oi! You there!" Yukichii blinked his eyes rapidly as the woman several yards ahead of him stopped dead in her tracks. She turned slowly to look back at him and he hurried his footsteps and brushed a hand through his bangs as he neared her.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're like an angel?" He crooned his words, batting his lush lashes at the female who didn't appear to be amused. "And let me tell you something, coming from a royal family, one sees many beautiful women. But none such as yourself." His words fell flat as the woman turned on her heels and sped up her pace to escape the unflattering words of the demon.
"Eh.. Wait up!" Yukichii called after the woman, his own feet stamping the ground as he tried mercilessly to keep up with her, his lips flapping the entire time. "Where are you going? Weren't we having a nice chat?" He called after her, unaware that she had stopped once again. His body crashed into hers, sending them both sprawling to the ground and he took the opportunity to soothe her with more words.
"Oh! Mademoiselle, I am so sorry! Are you alright?" His question was met with a swift punch to the gut which sent him reeling and he was left to choke on his pride as the woman stormed away. "Itai..."
