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N A M E
■ Wakamura Ryuunosuke "Ryuu"
P O K E M O N
T Y P E
A G E
■ Originally appears late 20's early 30's, but because of the haggard way he treats himself, winds up looking far older than that.
H E I G H T ║ W E I G H T
V I L L A G E
J O B
■ Leader, Rogue Samurai (Ronin) / Bounty Hunter
A B I L I T Y
■ Teravolt -- Moves can be used regardless of enemy abilities
A T T A C K S
■ Dragon Claw -- The user slashes the target with huge, sharp claws. 24pp
■ Thunder -- Guaranteed to hit the target in rain regardless of the target's evasion boosts; An Attack that may cause Paralysis. 15pp
■ Zen Headbutt -- The user focuses its willpower to its head and attacks the target. It may also make the target flinch. 20pp
■ Fusion Bolt -- The user throws down a giant thunderbolt. This attack does greater damage when influenced by an enormous flame. 8pp
L I K E S
■ Pointless Fights
■ Good food (specifically dumplings)
■ Engaging in adultery
■ Philosophical discussion
■ Telling stories of his travels
D I S L I K E S
■ Party poopers
■ Naggy women (or men)
■ Picky eaters
■ Scaredy cats
■ The Samurai Code
■ Anyone claiming to forever fight evil
■ The pain on his back (Makes him grumpy)
P E R S O N A L I T Y
■ Aloof and hardly caring what others seem to label him as, Ryuunosuke (Ryuu for short) is, plainly put a nomadic, cheery, lazy bump on the road. Always carrying a bottle of sake or two on the rope at his waist, he gravitates more towards either violent situations, or celebratory ones instead. On the off, and extremely rare chance that he feels the need to fight to protect others, he will use his extensive strength until his last breath.
H I S T O R Y
■ Too many a drink has muddled his brain about his past, but from what is remembered, and what he chooses not to tell you...
Ryuu used to be a proper samurai. Fighting for justice and honor. Just like all the other fools now a days claiming to "honor the blade". He as a guardian in training and skilled swordsman, had felt superior to all those around him, gaining power quickly, and disabling his opponents easily with the amount of pressure his mere prescence caused. He taunted both enemies and comrades, often challening them to pointless duels, though that became the point: Beat them to show off his strength.
Unfortunately however, his arrogance wound up costing him much more than a mere flesh wound. The love of his life, a lovely dragonair gijinka, was slaughtered and killed by those he'd made an enemy of, the expertly slashed body hung and displayed for all the village to see. He lost himself in complete rage and sadness, easily overpowered by his foes who made quick work of the wings he'd been most proud of, carving them out of his back one by one. Had it merely been his wings gone, perhaps he wouldn't have turned to behave as he does now.
Since 'recovering' from the wounds on both his body and his heart, he quickly spiraled into finding a friend within the bottle and growing an unnaturally terrible living habit as he is known for today. He has no shame, and lives his life always on the edge of something, be it a foe's sword, or the side of the road after a drunken night at the local restaurant. Nothing to gain, nothing to lose, is always his motto. Once in a while however, since some old habits die harder than others, he sometimes winds up helping people in need if he deems it necessary to step in. Sometimes.
After Kami Trio War and Genesect
■ To be honest he was surprised, not on the news of the war, on how they managed to actually deliver him the message in the first place. He hadn't stayed in one place since he renounced his samurai title and living as a rogue, and always keeping a low profile amongst others, playing himself off as a run of the mill Ronin. It was a wonder all on its own which had him travelling all the way to scorched mountain out of mere curiosity. Upon arrival and seeng the results devastation, and sea of wilted and hopeless faces, a small spark of his old days as a samurai returned, though quickly dying out as his attention was captured by a local brothel. Fun now. Genesect hunt..... right after he relieved himself.
E X T R A
■ The blade he carries on his back; when swung, it produces bouts and sparks of electricity even when not comanding the thunder upon his opponents.
■ The blade is patterened like the Zerkrom's tail.
■ The bell attached to the hilt is a soothe bell, he enjoys the sound it makes as he walks, and feels more at ease with its light rings.
■ He has many scars on his body from previous bouts, but the two most prominent are the ones on his back where his wings once were.
**Once in a while they begin to hurt him, to which is his cue to disappear and relax until they stop.
■ Has a soft spot for children, as they are oblivious to most of the cruelty of the world, and wishes they didn't have to suffer like he and many others have.
■ Secretly loves how warm scorched mountain is. He complains about it often to cover that fact however.
■ Has a mild obsession with dumplings. No reason in particular, it just seems to be his favorite snack.
■ Voice Reference: [link]