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Lazarus - Gaki The Master-Builder
Fri Apr 21, 2017 9:14 pmLazarus
Ordinary Humans curse the Gods, 'Why God? Why did you deal me this hand?'. It's those people I loath the most, I had no hand to begin with.
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Super Rookie | [Super Rookie]
First Name: Lazarus
Middle Name/Initial: Unknown
Last Name: Unknown
Epithet: 'Gaki' | Master-builder
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Horned
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Shipwright | Navigator | Swordsman
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'2
Weight: 189lbs
Hair Style: Spiky Hair
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Laurel Green
Scars: Along Abdomen From Beatings and Scar Under Left Eye
Clothing and Accessories:
Lazarus can be found wearing a white elongated sailor's top, which has a split from the chest cage down to right above the abdomen region. He wears a long straight-cut white dress pants, with white leather boots, each featuring a black strike in it's knitting going down along the garments seams. Aside from this, he's often seen wearing a white sleeveless undershirt, along with the dress pants in hotter climates. Attached to the sailor's top is a cape, that of which features a purple strike down it's centre, however, that's only what it appears, the stirke is actually a light royal purple ribbon that's wrapped around Gaki's neck, a style he'd exhibited since a child. Rumour has it, that it's a Horned Clan tradition but this much is only speculation. To conceal his identity, he'll be often seen wearing a black gas mask, closely tightened onto his mouth, only revealing his Laurel Green eyes to his offenders. Having green eyes are common to Briss Natives, making it easy for Lazarus to blend into a crowd.
Description:
Tall and lanky, a string bean of a teen, Lazarus muscular fortitude is quite questionable at first glance. However, Lazarus' body is well-toned due to the hard labour of Shipwright work in Briss, having little tools available to build Caravel and at times, Brig level vessels for his customers. His pale white skin and snow white hair, thrown in with his Laurel Green eyes, at 6' foot makes very noticeable, especially when he quits the process of shaving down his horns. Unlike usual Horn Clansmen, his main horns are not two in number but six, even maybe seven horns span around his heard, forming a Crown of Horns. Two slightly, longer ten inch horns are the main characteristic trait of the Crown, stemming from the root of his forehead's hairline. Lazarus face has two basic states, he's either smiling unwaveringly, or his face is blank, his mind wondering off into another place or memory.
The Past
Main Traits:
-Unreadable
-Emotional
-Compact
-Cold
-Kind-Hearted
-Determination
Likes:
- Building Ships
- Chartering Sea Routes
- Feasts
- Starlight Roasting
Dislikes:
- Discrimination Against Races
- The Concept of Nobility
- History of His People
- Disregard For Morality
Hometown: Briss Kingdom - South Blue
Personality:
Lazarus can be simply described as cold and callous. Often times delivering the cruelest of truths with the widest of smiles before switching to his blank demeanour. At anytime, despite the obvious smile on his face, Lazarus incredibly difficult to read. Even those closest to him don't know when he's genuinely happy or sad. However, insider tips state that if his ears turn bright red when laughing or smiling, he's being genuine in the particular situation at hand. Lazarus is a ball of emotions. He's often seen shying away from contact with others, pretty much a loner. However, when he actually gets into conversations, as a defence mechanism he'd begin rambling about random islands and ship's he'd like to work on one day. He's quick to cry and I guess that constitutes him as a cry-baby, however, when the tears stem from anger, teasing him any further isn't advised. Most of his mannerism are in his actions, speaking is quite difficult for Lazarus, due to the fact that due to his upbringing, he wouldn't have much people to talk to, so he'd often have conversations with himself. Pondering about the moon and the sky, the secret of the world, his deepest fears or even ocular examinations. Having his very origins stripped away from him, in certain conversational topic it's become hard for Lazarus to empathise, even for those he cares for deeply, he's an emotional wreck and he wears this on his sleeve in a variety of situations, most of it systemic to adolescence. Despite the fact that he's been ill-treated by human beings, though, he's afraid of hornless not in an outwardly extra-rejection but in a 'one wrong move' kind of defence, it's hard to notice Lazarus' kind heart. Even as a child, he'd help families wash and hunt, regardless of the cruel words and actions he was met with. Simply put, he's got a bone to pick with the world. As much as he isn't superstitious and doesn't believe in ghosts or another life of any sort, he's determined to make any and all of his dreams come through, which can be simply described as, sailing the sea.
- History - The Oni Who Cried Alone:
Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of Briss, a rare birth 'defect' became predominant among the lower class of citizens, it was the 'Oni' gene. For generations, citizens birth with the Oni Gene, branched off from common Briss living to form their own clan or small tribe within the socio-political breakdown of Briss. The tribesmen from the Horned Clan lived isolated from the regular citizens born without horns, mostly living on the outskirts of towns and minor cities, disbursing their people further and further away from the Capital of Briss, where the Tyrant King would often recruit Horned Clansmen as slaves. This was until one day, the King fell in love with the daughter of the Horned Tribe. This relationship did nothing but further ignite the discrimination against the Oni Clan members, an uprise between both races commenced. Hundreds of Horned Clan members were subjected to nearly mass genocide, a few members survived, others fled to nearby islands and those who weren't as fortunate in funding, were forced to live in fear. Among those who escaped, Paloma carrying her child for more than eleven months, due to the racial war that broke out in Briss, neither the timing or place was perfect for childbirth of a new clansman. Five years after the Race War, known as the 'The Great De-Buffing', Lazarus, the last of his clan was now, age five. Wondering from village to village across Briss, Lazarus would beg villagers for food, water and at times, a place to lay his head. However, he was often met with animosity for many citizens lost love ones in the War. At one point in time, Lazarus was beaten until he couldn't breath, left in the cold to die by the local children in the village who'd inherited the ancestral hate. Almost one hundred years after the first Oni was born, Lazarus, last of his name, was left to cry in the woods of Briss Greenlands alone, often passing out due to hunger or emotional frustrations. What made Lazarus even more creepy, was no matter how many times he'd be hit, struck, spat on or stomped out, he'd simply smile. It wasn't because he was happy, Lazarus was naturally a cheerful and kind child, that in his mind, he believed that if he continued smiling, one day, the people would return his kind smile back. However, after years of ravishing through trash and living off of scraps, though his smile never faded, the child broke on the inside, nonetheless, Lazarus strived from the shadows, cleaning up towns with his bare hands, and even helping locals with rearing livestock but he was met with nothing but more hate.
At this time, the political climate was eerie. The New Queen of Briss's horns were cut off, her love for short hair disregarded and she was force to grow out her hair to cover the now stubs that remained of her horns. The wedding was broadcasted across the Kingdom's, screens were setup for citizens from all across the Kingdom to watch as the Tyrant King married a woman of lower class, it was a Cinderella Story to the citizens. The Queen's Lineage was smeared through a series of assassinations and propaganda campaigns, her connection to the Horned Clan had completely vanished. Everyone around the Kingdom watched the screens, as the King professed his love for the Queen. Tears trickled from her eyes, neither of joy or resentment but humiliation. Everything that she was, everything she'd been taught, generations of her clans traditions were now stripped down to nothing but fairytales. As the woman's tears trickled down her cheeks, something, call it kinsmen ship or fate, churned inside of Lazarus. Shaving down his horns to nothing but stubs, Lazarus travelled to a nearby city, Kols, to learn a trade. Presenting himself as an orphan to the locals, he'd absorb many a craft but his talent seemed to shine mostly as a Shipwright. In silence, as painful as the process was, as his horns continually grew back, Lazarus would shave them down to stubs, keep his hair messy and long to conceal them even further. This process was repeated until Lazarus was age ten, at this point, he'd gained amazing notoriety as a Shipwright, building several vessels for even the National Briss Navy to use. Garnering the title of Master-builder at such a young age, one of the highest certifications for Shipwrights within Briss, The Queen of Briss was delegated the mission of visiting the village to congratulate the boy for his accomplishment on behalf of Briss. During their encounter, the woman notices the stubs beneath the child's hair, keeping the secret between herself and Lazarus. Within the next few years, the Queen would frequently sent for Lazarus to visit her in the capital but he'd refuse, focusing on his craft as his main distraction. Honestly, Lazarus terrified that the Queen would reveal his secret leading to either his death or regressing him to early years of humiliation.
Age thirteen, the Queen's Most trusted aide, Giselle appeared before Lazarus. On the orders of the Queen, Giselle was to teach Lazarus the way of the sword, as the Queen had fallen ill and knew, that she was barren, unable to carry children, her last hopes of extending the Horned Clan, was indeed Lazarus. Giselle had revealed that the King had sent around word among the islands in the South Blue that Horned Clansmen were escaped prisoners and must be shipped back to Briss. Through the World Government, he'd manage to erase all form of Horned Clansmen in the entire South Blue, those who survived fled either to Paradise or defected to the Revolutionary Army in hopes of one day dethroning Briss and all of those who condone this openly obvious attempt at racial genocide. Lazarus smiles, breaking into a frantic laughter, for the first time in all his life, the story makes him loose all hope on living. After a beating and speech from Giselle, light returned to the Craftsman's eyes. Quitting his job at the port, Giselle and Lazarus trained in the contents of the Briss Greenlands until Lazarus became age fifteen. It was during this year that the Queen of Briss had passed but the King had found himself several concubines during period she'd first began to fall ill. Frustrated, Giselle forced herself into not marching to capital and slicing the King's head off, due to her new found parental ties to Lazarus. The King found the series of letters being sent to Kols, and the whole village was burnt to the ground. News of this reach Giselle and Lazarus ears, the duo rushed to Kols to stop the mass burning but it was a trap. The fire was meant to draw Lazarus and Giselle out, Giselle slain, Lazarus tapped into his dormant anger and potential, slaying over twenty riders on horseback. It was on this day, Lazarus earned the epithet of Gaki.One year later, Lazarus journey commences. Who will he encounter on his journey, after spending a year in silence to mourn his masters death, what will be the fate of The Master Builder Gaki and the Kingdom of Briss? Furthermore, the fate of the world with a swordsman's whose blade can sway either way?
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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)
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Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
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Re: Lazarus - Gaki The Master-Builder
Mon Apr 24, 2017 12:55 pm
Lazarus wrote:Lazarus
Ordinary Humans curse the Gods, 'Why God? Why did you deal me this hand?'. It's those people I loath the most, I had no hand to begin with.
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Super Rookie | [Super Rookie]
First Name: Lazarus
Middle Name/Initial: Unknown
Last Name: Unknown
Epithet: 'Gaki' | Master-builder
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Horned
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Shipwright | Navigator | Swordsman
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'2
Weight: 189lbs
Hair Style: Spiky Hair
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Laurel Green
Scars: Along Abdomen From Beatings and Scar Under Left Eye
Clothing and Accessories:
Lazarus can be found wearing a white elongated sailor's top, which has a split from the chest cage down to right above the abdomen region. He wears a long straight-cut white dress pants, with white leather boots, each featuring a black strike in it's knitting going down along the garments seams. Aside from this, he's often seen wearing a white sleeveless undershirt, along with the dress pants in hotter climates. Attached to the sailor's top is a cape, that of which features a purple strike down it's centre, however, that's only what it appears, the stirke is actually a light royal purple ribbon that's wrapped around Gaki's neck, a style he'd exhibited since a child. Rumour has it, that it's a Horned Clan tradition but this much is only speculation. To conceal his identity, he'll be often seen wearing a black gas mask, closely tightened onto his mouth, only revealing his Laurel Green eyes to his offenders. Having green eyes are common to Briss Natives, making it easy for Lazarus to blend into a crowd.
Description:
Tall and lanky, a string bean of a teen, Lazarus muscular fortitude is quite questionable at first glance. However, Lazarus' body is well-toned due to the hard labour of Shipwright work in Briss, having little tools available to build Caravel and at times, Brig level vessels for his customers. His pale white skin and snow white hair, thrown in with his Laurel Green eyes, at 6' foot makes very noticeable, especially when he quits the process of shaving down his horns. Unlike usual Horn Clansmen, his main horns are not two in number but six, even maybe seven horns span around his heard, forming a Crown of Horns. Two slightly, longer ten inch horns are the main characteristic trait of the Crown, stemming from the root of his forehead's hairline. Lazarus face has two basic states, he's either smiling unwaveringly, or his face is blank, his mind wondering off into another place or memory.
The Past
Main Traits:
-Unreadable
-Emotional
-Compact
-Cold
-Kind-Hearted
-Determination
Likes:
- Building Ships
- Chartering Sea Routes
- Feasts
- Starlight Roasting
Dislikes:
- Discrimination Against Races
- The Concept of Nobility
- History of His People
- Disregard For Morality
Hometown: Briss Kingdom - South Blue
Personality:
Lazarus can be simply described as cold and callous. Often times delivering the cruelest of truths with the widest of smiles before switching to his blank demeanour. At anytime, despite the obvious smile on his face, Lazarus incredibly difficult to read. Even those closest to him don't know when he's genuinely happy or sad. However, insider tips state that if his ears turn bright red when laughing or smiling, he's being genuine in the particular situation at hand. Lazarus is a ball of emotions. He's often seen shying away from contact with others, pretty much a loner. However, when he actually gets into conversations, as a defence mechanism he'd begin rambling about random islands and ship's he'd like to work on one day. He's quick to cry and I guess that constitutes him as a cry-baby, however, when the tears stem from anger, teasing him any further isn't advised. Most of his mannerism are in his actions, speaking is quite difficult for Lazarus, due to the fact that due to his upbringing, he wouldn't have much people to talk to, so he'd often have conversations with himself. Pondering about the moon and the sky, the secret of the world, his deepest fears or even ocular examinations. Having his very origins stripped away from him, in certain conversational topic it's become hard for Lazarus to empathise, even for those he cares for deeply, he's an emotional wreck and he wears this on his sleeve in a variety of situations, most of it systemic to adolescence. Despite the fact that he's been ill-treated by human beings, though, he's afraid of hornless not in an outwardly extra-rejection but in a 'one wrong move' kind of defence, it's hard to notice Lazarus' kind heart. Even as a child, he'd help families wash and hunt, regardless of the cruel words and actions he was met with. Simply put, he's got a bone to pick with the world. As much as he isn't superstitious and doesn't believe in ghosts or another life of any sort, he's determined to make any and all of his dreams come through, which can be simply described as, sailing the sea.
- History - The Oni Who Cried Alone:
Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of Briss, a rare birth 'defect' became predominant among the lower class of citizens, it was the 'Oni' gene. For generations, citizens birth with the Oni Gene, branched off from common Briss living to form their own clan or small tribe within the socio-political breakdown of Briss. The tribesmen from the Horned Clan lived isolated from the regular citizens born without horns, mostly living on the outskirts of towns and minor cities, disbursing their people further and further away from the Capital of Briss, where the Tyrant King would often recruit Horned Clansmen as slaves. This was until one day, the King fell in love with the daughter of the Horned Tribe. This relationship did nothing but further ignite the discrimination against the Oni Clan members, an uprise between both races commenced. Hundreds of Horned Clan members were subjected to nearly mass genocide, a few members survived, others fled to nearby islands and those who weren't as fortunate in funding, were forced to live in fear. Among those who escaped, Paloma carrying her child for more than eleven months, due to the racial war that broke out in Briss, neither the timing or place was perfect for childbirth of a new clansman. Five years after the Race War, known as the 'The Great De-Buffing', Lazarus, the last of his clan was now, age five. Wondering from village to village across Briss, Lazarus would beg villagers for food, water and at times, a place to lay his head. However, he was often met with animosity for many citizens lost love ones in the War. At one point in time, Lazarus was beaten until he couldn't breath, left in the cold to die by the local children in the village who'd inherited the ancestral hate. Almost one hundred years after the first Oni was born, Lazarus, last of his name, was left to cry in the woods of Briss Greenlands alone, often passing out due to hunger or emotional frustrations. What made Lazarus even more creepy, was no matter how many times he'd be hit, struck, spat on or stomped out, he'd simply smile. It wasn't because he was happy, Lazarus was naturally a cheerful and kind child, that in his mind, he believed that if he continued smiling, one day, the people would return his kind smile back. However, after years of ravishing through trash and living off of scraps, though his smile never faded, the child broke on the inside, nonetheless, Lazarus strived from the shadows, cleaning up towns with his bare hands, and even helping locals with rearing livestock but he was met with nothing but more hate.
At this time, the political climate was eerie. The New Queen of Briss's horns were cut off, her love for short hair disregarded and she was force to grow out her hair to cover the now stubs that remained of her horns. The wedding was broadcasted across the Kingdom's, screens were setup for citizens from all across the Kingdom to watch as the Tyrant King married a woman of lower class, it was a Cinderella Story to the citizens. The Queen's Lineage was smeared through a series of assassinations and propaganda campaigns, her connection to the Horned Clan had completely vanished. Everyone around the Kingdom watched the screens, as the King professed his love for the Queen. Tears trickled from her eyes, neither of joy or resentment but humiliation. Everything that she was, everything she'd been taught, generations of her clans traditions were now stripped down to nothing but fairytales. As the woman's tears trickled down her cheeks, something, call it kinsmen ship or fate, churned inside of Lazarus. Shaving down his horns to nothing but stubs, Lazarus travelled to a nearby city, Kols, to learn a trade. Presenting himself as an orphan to the locals, he'd absorb many a craft but his talent seemed to shine mostly as a Shipwright. In silence, as painful as the process was, as his horns continually grew back, Lazarus would shave them down to stubs, keep his hair messy and long to conceal them even further. This process was repeated until Lazarus was age ten, at this point, he'd gained amazing notoriety as a Shipwright, building several vessels for even the National Briss Navy to use. Garnering the title of Master-builder at such a young age, one of the highest certifications for Shipwrights within Briss, The Queen of Briss was delegated the mission of visiting the village to congratulate the boy for his accomplishment on behalf of Briss. During their encounter, the woman notices the stubs beneath the child's hair, keeping the secret between herself and Lazarus. Within the next few years, the Queen would frequently sent for Lazarus to visit her in the capital but he'd refuse, focusing on his craft as his main distraction. Honestly, Lazarus terrified that the Queen would reveal his secret leading to either his death or regressing him to early years of humiliation.
Age thirteen, the Queen's Most trusted aide, Giselle appeared before Lazarus. On the orders of the Queen, Giselle was to teach Lazarus the way of the sword, as the Queen had fallen ill and knew, that she was barren, unable to carry children, her last hopes of extending the Horned Clan, was indeed Lazarus. Giselle had revealed that the King had sent around word among the islands in the South Blue that Horned Clansmen were escaped prisoners and must be shipped back to Briss. Through the World Government, he'd manage to erase all form of Horned Clansmen in the entire South Blue, those who survived fled either to Paradise or defected to the Revolutionary Army in hopes of one day dethroning Briss and all of those who condone this openly obvious attempt at racial genocide. Lazarus smiles, breaking into a frantic laughter, for the first time in all his life, the story makes him loose all hope on living. After a beating and speech from Giselle, light returned to the Craftsman's eyes. Quitting his job at the port, Giselle and Lazarus trained in the contents of the Briss Greenlands until Lazarus became age fifteen. It was during this year that the Queen of Briss had passed but the King had found himself several concubines during period she'd first began to fall ill. Frustrated, Giselle forced herself into not marching to capital and slicing the King's head off, due to her new found parental ties to Lazarus. The King found the series of letters being sent to Kols, and the whole village was burnt to the ground. News of this reach Giselle and Lazarus ears, the duo rushed to Kols to stop the mass burning but it was a trap. The fire was meant to draw Lazarus and Giselle out, Giselle slain, Lazarus tapped into his dormant anger and potential, slaying over twenty riders on horseback. It was on this day, Lazarus earned the epithet of Gaki.One year later, Lazarus journey commences. Who will he encounter on his journey, after spending a year in silence to mourn his masters death, what will be the fate of The Master Builder Gaki and the Kingdom of Briss? Furthermore, the fate of the world with a swordsman's whose blade can sway either way?
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