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[Bio] Zanato O. Yuma
Wed Jan 20, 2021 5:42 amZanato O. Yuma.
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Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Jackpot. | [Starting Bonus Roll]
First Name: Zanato
Middle Name/Initial: Okashi
Last Name: Yuma
Epithet: Bazusōi (Buzzsaw)
Birthdate: April 19th 1804
Gender: Male
Species/Race/Tribe: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Experienced Shipwright - Is known to have worked on ship repairs back in his home of Briss Kingdom, which he did often in his youth. He learned to draw up schematics and make improvements of these vessels as well as worked out how to incorporate his own crazy ideas into them. He likes to work on boats, and that is actually why he is so muscular in the first place.
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 260 lbs
Hair Style: Shaggy Hair
Hair Color: Chocolate Brown
Eye Color: Black
Scars: He has large scars over his face and body.
Clothing and Accessories: Zanato dresses barely, wearing blue pants and combat boots while also sporting a green coat that hangs off his shoulders unbothered. He wears a hat that he gained from his time as a Revolutionary before he was arrested and sent to jail in St Poplar. He never takes the hat off since it belonged to his father, whom was a Revolutionary at the time. He chooses to rarely dress himself beyond this because he is just far too lazy to care about how he looks. He seems to also wear few accessories, showcasing how simplistic he approaches things in life over-all. He wears a yellow scarf over his neck that he uses to remember his best friend in the world, as it was the only gift she ever gave him.
Description: He is a muscular individual that has a handsome face despite his scars and he has very proportionate features. He is physically fit and his body is more on the bulky side opposed to the lean side, which is showcased by the numerous scars that cover him from head to toe. He doesn't have any aspect of his body that appears to be small and everything is larger than the average, including the size of his feet, hands and calves. He is not the tallest man, but his frame makes him appear domineering. He has messy unkempt brown hair and he generally appears to look good despite this fact. As though his appearance actually compliments him. He keeps himself with a minimalistic style. He enjoys having a good time, showcased by the gourd he wears on his right hip.
The Past
Main Traits: Connoisseur, Serious, Impertinent, Calculative, Possessive, Observant
Likes: Inaction, Being a passive observer, Hot tea, Gossip, Oshiri, Partying, The highest quality of life, Foolhardy people.
Dislikes: Being forced into action, Being embarassed, Rejection, Monologues, Cult-mentality, Freakish people, Those who get in the way of his prosperity, anyone working for the navy.
Unique laugh: Uoohohu~
Hometown: Briss Kingdom
Personality: Zanato has never been the kind of person who has showcased laziness and he is not the kind of person that rests on his laurels either. Rather he is the representative of sloth in the heart of men through the act of apathy and indifference. His idle hands are not due to the inability or lack of desire to make a move, it is rather that he only makes a move when the outcome is beneficial to himself or the situation at large. That is to say, that his rather bothered by the situations that go on around him and he makes little effort to involve himself in such situations on a regular basis. With the sole exception to this being aiding his self interests.
His genuine indifference to acts of criminality or injustice are wholly ingrained into his persona. He likes to focus on the things that benefit him, and that is why he bothered to become a pirate in the first place. He wasn't always this way, but having been spurned by the one person he cared for most in this world, it was no wonder he found himself becoming so self-centered. He is strong enough to warrant a methodically calculated approach and his strength is showcased in his ability to either win a fight in a violent spinning single blow or to be completely overwhelmed before he even thinks to draw his weapon. He is a barer of strength, but his strength is used in an painstakingly idle manner.
Socially he does enjoy a good party and conversation. He doesn't exactly care enough to get involved with other people's problems unless he feels a strong bond with them and even then getting him to act might be like pulling teeth. He likes to calculate out the perfect moment to do anything, and this inaction gives him the chance to succeed with higher odds than those who make rash decisions. He prides himself on his strength to the point in which he rarely showcases any emotion beyond a calm and measured demeanor the likes of which would cause most to panic. But he is by no means a cyborg, he just likes to be in complete control of himself, though this isn't always the case.
- History:
- He was born into the Briss Kingdom to a shipwright and a man who acted as a contact for the Revolutionary Army, who disliked the tyrannical king who ruled the island. He was raised with the idea that the World Government and its affiliates were all oppressors of the highest magnitude and that he should stay vigilant around them.
In fact, this hatred of the World Government meant that those willingly aligning with their rule or cause were also seen to be incredulous. People whose scruples were negative in ways that he could not put into words.
Over time he would spend his free moments working with his mother, making repairs on ship vessels and learning how to draw schematics during the day time. Learning the trade of shipbuilding alongside the duties that one would undergo as a shipwright.
At night his father would take him to the yard and they would run drills no matter the weather. Putting the youth through his paces so that he could learn how to wield a sword. His father had been a rather strong individual in the past before settling down on the Briss Kingdom.
All the while he was raised alongside a young woman whom he enjoyed spending time with and whom he liked to impress with his sword skills. The two grew close with one another up until the day that she left to join the marines, he found himself lost by this detachment and he decided that the only thing he could do was learn his mother’s trade. For the next three years he would spend his time mastering his techniques in that field.
His dissatisfaction with his lot in life finally led him to join up with the New Revolutionary Army, through a contact of his father’s, sometime in his mid-teens. But his motivation for joining was to crush the group that he felt stole away his beloved comrade.
Due to a lack of a close personal tie to the cause of the Army, he never got a chance to rise up through the ranks despite joining at a young age. And it wouldn’t be until sometime when he was in the West Blue that he’d run across the devil fruit that would change his life.
Barely surviving the flavor, due to being overly dramatic at the time, he found himself instinctively understanding how to use his abilities. Putting them to use for the NRA, though doing so in a sparing manner. Never being the sort to show off his abilities too much. He didn’t want to risk being promoted after-all. He developed a manner of fighting that let him turn into a buzzsaw of sorts, spinning his way through his opponents and bisecting them in one blow.
He prided himself on his abilities and for the following years he would use them sparingly as he worked on operation after operation. Developing a flaw in his fighting style where sometimes he just never drew his blade and just let himself get absolutely clapped. A situation that he found himself in not too long after traversing the North Blue.
Ultimately ending up in a situation where he crossed the wrong man, who not only beat him down, he locked him up, transferring him to an unknown island. The price he paid for his inaction.
Gray
[tracker=/t131-tracker-gray-starks#504]
Name : Gray
Epithet : "The Conqueror"; "Black Fist"
Age : 49
Height : 10'2" (310 cm)
Weight : 1043 lbs (473 kg)
Species/Tribe : Cyborg Human
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Lurking Legend (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Bounty : [ber=r] 5,000,000,000
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.20
Shop Discount : -30%
Balance : [bel] 25,000,000,000
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Posts : 3991
Re: [Bio] Zanato O. Yuma
Mon Jul 11, 2022 3:06 pmYou really showcased the word "showcase" here. XD
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Zanato wrote:Zanato O. Yuma.
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Jackpot. | [Starting Bonus Roll]
First Name: Zanato
Middle Name/Initial: Okashi
Last Name: Yuma
Epithet: Bazusōi (Buzzsaw)
Birthdate: April 19th 1804
Gender: Male
Species/Race/Tribe: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Experienced Shipwright - Is known to have worked on ship repairs back in his home of Briss Kingdom, which he did often in his youth. He learned to draw up schematics and make improvements of these vessels as well as worked out how to incorporate his own crazy ideas into them. He likes to work on boats, and that is actually why he is so muscular in the first place.
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 260 lbs
Hair Style: Shaggy Hair
Hair Color: Chocolate Brown
Eye Color: Black
Scars: He has large scars over his face and body.
Clothing and Accessories: Zanato dresses barely, wearing blue pants and combat boots while also sporting a green coat that hangs off his shoulders unbothered. He wears a hat that he gained from his time as a Revolutionary before he was arrested and sent to jail in St Poplar. He never takes the hat off since it belonged to his father, whom was a Revolutionary at the time. He chooses to rarely dress himself beyond this because he is just far too lazy to care about how he looks. He seems to also wear few accessories, showcasing how simplistic he approaches things in life over-all. He wears a yellow scarf over his neck that he uses to remember his best friend in the world, as it was the only gift she ever gave him.
Description: He is a muscular individual that has a handsome face despite his scars and he has very proportionate features. He is physically fit and his body is more on the bulky side opposed to the lean side, which is showcased by the numerous scars that cover him from head to toe. He doesn't have any aspect of his body that appears to be small and everything is larger than the average, including the size of his feet, hands and calves. He is not the tallest man, but his frame makes him appear domineering. He has messy unkempt brown hair and he generally appears to look good despite this fact. As though his appearance actually compliments him. He keeps himself with a minimalistic style. He enjoys having a good time, showcased by the gourd he wears on his right hip.
The Past
Main Traits: Connoisseur, Serious, Impertinent, Calculative, Possessive, Observant
Likes: Inaction, Being a passive observer, Hot tea, Gossip, Oshiri, Partying, The highest quality of life, Foolhardy people.
Dislikes: Being forced into action, Being embarassed, Rejection, Monologues, Cult-mentality, Freakish people, Those who get in the way of his prosperity, anyone working for the navy.
Unique laugh: Uoohohu~
Hometown: Briss Kingdom
Personality: Zanato has never been the kind of person who has showcased laziness and he is not the kind of person that rests on his laurels either. Rather he is the representative of sloth in the heart of men through the act of apathy and indifference. His idle hands are not due to the inability or lack of desire to make a move, it is rather that he only makes a move when the outcome is beneficial to himself or the situation at large. That is to say, that his rather bothered by the situations that go on around him and he makes little effort to involve himself in such situations on a regular basis. With the sole exception to this being aiding his self interests.
His genuine indifference to acts of criminality or injustice are wholly ingrained into his persona. He likes to focus on the things that benefit him, and that is why he bothered to become a pirate in the first place. He wasn't always this way, but having been spurned by the one person he cared for most in this world, it was no wonder he found himself becoming so self-centered. He is strong enough to warrant a methodically calculated approach and his strength is showcased in his ability to either win a fight in a violent spinning single blow or to be completely overwhelmed before he even thinks to draw his weapon. He is a barer of strength, but his strength is used in an painstakingly idle manner.
Socially he does enjoy a good party and conversation. He doesn't exactly care enough to get involved with other people's problems unless he feels a strong bond with them and even then getting him to act might be like pulling teeth. He likes to calculate out the perfect moment to do anything, and this inaction gives him the chance to succeed with higher odds than those who make rash decisions. He prides himself on his strength to the point in which he rarely showcases any emotion beyond a calm and measured demeanor the likes of which would cause most to panic. But he is by no means a cyborg, he just likes to be in complete control of himself, though this isn't always the case.
- History:
In fact, this hatred of the World Government meant that those willingly aligning with their rule or cause were also seen to be incredulous. People whose scruples were negative in ways that he could not put into words.
Over time he would spend his free moments working with his mother, making repairs on ship vessels and learning how to draw schematics during the day time. Learning the trade of shipbuilding alongside the duties that one would undergo as a shipwright.
At night his father would take him to the yard and they would run drills no matter the weather. Putting the youth through his paces so that he could learn how to wield a sword. His father had been a rather strong individual in the past before settling down on the Briss Kingdom.
All the while he was raised alongside a young woman whom he enjoyed spending time with and whom he liked to impress with his sword skills. The two grew close with one another up until the day that she left to join the marines, he found himself lost by this detachment and he decided that the only thing he could do was learn his mother’s trade. For the next three years he would spend his time mastering his techniques in that field.
His dissatisfaction with his lot in life finally led him to join up with the New Revolutionary Army, through a contact of his father’s, sometime in his mid-teens. But his motivation for joining was to crush the group that he felt stole away his beloved comrade.
Due to a lack of a close personal tie to the cause of the Army, he never got a chance to rise up through the ranks despite joining at a young age. And it wouldn’t be until sometime when he was in the West Blue that he’d run across the devil fruit that would change his life.
Barely surviving the flavor, due to being overly dramatic at the time, he found himself instinctively understanding how to use his abilities. Putting them to use for the NRA, though doing so in a sparing manner. Never being the sort to show off his abilities too much. He didn’t want to risk being promoted after-all. He developed a manner of fighting that let him turn into a buzzsaw of sorts, spinning his way through his opponents and bisecting them in one blow.
He prided himself on his abilities and for the following years he would use them sparingly as he worked on operation after operation. Developing a flaw in his fighting style where sometimes he just never drew his blade and just let himself get absolutely clapped. A situation that he found himself in not too long after traversing the North Blue.
Ultimately ending up in a situation where he crossed the wrong man, who not only beat him down, he locked him up, transferring him to an unknown island. The price he paid for his inaction.
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