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Ikatteiru O. Hatta
Fri Sep 08, 2017 4:23 pmIkatteiru O. Hatta
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Tough Guy | Starter Bonus
First Name: Ikatteiru
Middle Name/Initial: Ooh
Last Name: Hatta
Epithet: Mad Hatter
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Expert Musician & Magician/Jester
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'0 ft.
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair Style: Long flowing with two locks of hair that can be described like bunny ears in nature.
Hair Color: Snow White
Eye Color: Crimson Red
Scars: N/a
Clothing and Accessories:
Though his physical appearance lacks anything outstanding other than perhaps the proportions of his face, Ika makes up for this in his sense of fashion always attempting to stand out through his variety of different suits and their odd paired accessories. The most common variant of this would be like in the picture you see above starting with the different and exotic decorative hats that are all custom made by a tailor within his home land he had over 100+ hats carried out before setting out on his adventures but always favoring two symbols that of a flower and thorns on every hat with the hats always having a letter on them on the right side in white coloration.
Continuing down it is though he fancies the finer things in life always looking toward maintaining a three piece suit appearance. The jackets always looking as if they were patched together from different left over fabric with some jewel put onto the right arm of the suit. His ties range from bow ties, ties, and simple ribbon tied a knot going around his neck for different colors. His inside shirt being of a random design usually off throwing the rest of his outfit but to show his random and ever changing personality. Though continuing downward he usually just has nice relaxed fit pants that match the suits primary color and design pattern while he always has on black or brown dress shoes.
Description:
Ikatteiru has a soft and appealing pale skin tone never getting too burnt or tanning. With a sharp yet smooth features his chin strong and sturdy, his eyes piercing through your body, and his hair flowing gently in the wind. Well groomed his eye browns slender yet comfortable forming to his face. His head in a perfect ration with his body. The sharp crimson red eyes looking as if blood moon got trapped within his skull.
His body is similar to that of many athletic individuals having both a high level of lean body mass as well as large muscle mass. He continues to keep himself in shape and strives to control his body mass never letting himself get bulky remaining slender. However, he does have a slight six pack not truly looking out or being well defined, but of common nature for the physical activity, he does. He doesn't stand out physical actual looking rather ordinary for someone of his race and age.
The Past
Main Traits: Mischievous, Sarcastic, Chaotic, Confident, Lax
Likes: Cherry Blossoms, Laughing, Music, Confidence, String instruments
Dislikes: Envious people, Loud mouths, Tactics, Boredom, Loneliness
Unique laugh: Does your character have a unique laugh? Well, it should. (Seriously, you need one or you're banned for life! I'm totally serious! Like, really, really serious!)
Hometown: Clown Town - East Blue - Uncharted Islands
Personality:
Eccentric, Aloof, and yet still carefree and uninhibited. Ika is a scholar of the music arts and a gentleman within his right and view. Though that is just how he is, a man that always sees himself as the center of attention not because he is gaudy or arrogant but rather because of the unique way in which he carries himself and processes situations and actions he would take just to make someone laugh. Striving the be the class clown in every group that he is within barely ever taking anything seriously whatsoever. He would rather coast through life with the beautiful things in mind, and a smile on his face than to ever worry about the materialistic garbage that he views to many people should ever truly care about at all.
However, on the same turn of page Ikatteiru is someone that could be seen as crazy and deranged to the point that he is mostly regarded as an enigma that would rather be on their own than to ever be around people which couldn't be farther from the truth. He actively sought and continued to find individuals with the same or similar mentality to his. He is a party animal always wishing to be amused and pursue the joy of life no matter how he proceeds about the issue at hand.
Rather he would push people to the point of enemies before he would ever truly let a joke die. However, there is absolutely one thing that the man would never truly entertain again, and that would be love. As that is the cruelest joke that has ever been written in the chronicles of the time. Pushing anyone that could even come close to that emotion away and stay far from ever attempting to reach that level of commitment even among friends and family.
However, on the battlefield, he turns into a completely different animal, Somber, Emotionless, Stern these shall be the only emotions that one would ever know of Ika at least if you see him on the battlefield. He does enjoy the meaningless violence or even what some would consider the thrill of life or death situation; he finds it exciting and full of humor to the point that people consider him the "mad hatter." Ika on the battlefield is entirely self-serving, self-absorbed, and selfish; he does whatever he likes as long as it pleases him in some way. His insatiable love for spilling the blood of powerful fighters in combat and his enjoyment of extreme pain while doing so fuels his seemingly sadomasochistic desires.The thrill of fighting strong individuals give him a pleasure that he had only before found within music and music. Fighting in near death experiences is an orgasmic experience for him. It is likely one of the reasons why he goes out of his way to find new toys to play with. If they break, he either loses interest or kills them before going out to find more potential prey.
With his manipulative and self-centered nature, the "mad hatter" could easily be considered a murderous sociopath. He does not care for what has happened in the past, as he is only interested in what could be amusing to him in the future or present. While "Mad Hatters" nature tends to be malevolent, he isn't an indiscriminate killer. He has no problems killing anyone regardless of age or sex; however, he only kills people who are in his way or those he deems "worthy." As such, he is more simply amoral than flat out evil.
Though above all else, Ika and the "Mad Hatter" cares only about having fun and a good challenge. Choosing at times to be a whimsical liar and tends to freak out or play cruel jokes on his victims or friends for the pure amusement of it all. Just witnessing their uncomfortable expressions because of him getting under their skin pleases him. His chaotic nature is inherent in everything he does and makes him dangerously unpredictable.
- History:
Fun, mischief, and chaotic pace this was the life growing up in clown's town, never finding boredom and always a source of amusement within the village it was yet another unexplored island that was home to nothing but carnival and festivals year round. Housed for the random people that would pass by the island and stop because of the full display of music or perhaps the flavorful fireworks that would light up the night sky. It truly would have been any child's paradise, with the love and admiration of one's parents and close relative and friends how could it not be?
However, there lay the problem at hand though it was always a source of amusement that meant there was no place for dull personalities or crude jokes it was a place of whimsy and creativity and anything outside of that was seen as annoying and unneeded. Thus Ikatteiru would have truly been the oddball from the moment he was born for he didn't come into this world crying nor did he smile upon the light shining and gracing his skin. Rather a boring and dull delivery had accord on his coming into this world; silent minus the slight sounds of air escaping from his nostrils it was almost as if he came into this world already dead. Though perhaps that would have been a better fate for the boy, as he would have been pushed to explore and go out onto the island trying anything and everything. He truly would have no interest at first on the side of life that his parents would have him believe to be the greatest place ever to be raised.
Thus one day the young boy that could have been no older than ten would have decided to visit the forbidden side of the island that no one dared speak of he would not be denied that there must be something greater on this island. So he would put one foot in front of the other on a tiring adventure, continuing to go into the wilderness and never looking back he had his mission, and he didn't plan to abandon it simply because it was hot or he didn't truly know where he was going.
However, as he would have been lost in the woods it would have changed the man, the dehydration, the stalking to kill prey only to survive it would have brought out a part of him that he didn't even know existed the "mad hatter." A Ruthless and emotionless monster that had nothing on his mind but survival at first that quickly grew to be something of enjoyment and a slight sense of arousal from the blood drenched clothing to the life and death situation he would have faced the longer he stayed out there. But it would have all come to an abrupt end one day as he finally would have seen the clearing of the other side, it was a small village only as wide and far as the eye could see before yet again meeting the water the small port town that would have been the opposite of the island from clown town. With this sight, it was as if the child would have broken coming out laughing and smiling more than he had in the first ten years he would have been alive.
Swiftly, he would have run down toward the town not caring about his appearance or his stench that would have reeked of kills and the odor of the ever changing wilderness. As he would have arrived, he would have found it was a place of medicine and science that was trying to expand their horizons and way of life instead of living the life of a never ending party. It was refreshing he would have stood in awe at the gates of the town before walking in. Though he would have been meeting with great prejudice and stripped of his clothing and washed like a dog in the street, he felt even more worthless at that moment than he ever would have. This was causing a fit of rage as he would have attacked anyone and everyone that attempted to touch him until one girl would have finally run out and screamed at him.
"It is just our process to clean outsiders before letting them in idiot! Stop fighting they are just trying to give you some new clothes!"
As he would have been awakening from his psychotic break, he would look around to see men and woman with broken noses and missing teeth that would have been holding clothes managing still to smile for some reason or another as they would have only thrown them at him and carried on about their day. Though before any of that he would have yelled back at the young girl that he saw that day.
"Well, your process is stupid!"
He wasn't one for wit as his education was as progressed as it needed to be for he would have been trained on the other side as a jester or magician more accurately only here to amuse and entertain so why would he need a proper education? However, as the years would have continued he would have continued taking weekly trips from time to time back and forth between the two always spotting the girl from his first encounter as they would spend time trading stories and teaching each other one thing or another about their different lives.
Therefore, after about Eight years it would have seemed that the woman in front of him on his final day on that island would have actually understood him as he would have grown to be a master musician under the care of the "outsiders" as his side of the isle would call them, while at the same time becoming a great magician and jester learning to put on a facade for both sides of the island and only truly being his more authentic self around the girl.
However, that all would have changed the day he said he was going to set out on the blues and begin his life as his person to see the world and escape this facade of life. He would have asked if the woman would have come with him, but she would have declined to say he was merely something to toy with in the absence of something more entertaining.
Thus he would have run to the port stealing the first boat he could find and quickly set sail where the waters would take him and what he would never do truly being the same again. The only thing for the longest time that could have played in his mind would have been two voices having what seemed to be a conversation about his feelings.
Ika - "I thought she cared for me..."
Mad Hatter - "What did she do or say to give you that impression."
Ika - "The Say she talked to me, smiled..."
However, around two years after that day, the boy would have washed up on a random island, he had no idea where he was or what he had been drifted their for but he was hungry so very hungry. He would have scoward the horizon for anything and everything that could be considered food and he would have happened upon a random looking fruit hanging fruit hanging from a string on one of the near by trees, thoughts its odd shape and coloration would have had him iffy on the situation he had no time to think. He would have quickly begun to climb the tree and would have ripped it from its string and devoured the object in question. This would have been the day unknown to Ika that he would have acquired the power of the Ito Ito no mi. At first it would have been strange for the boy he would have tried drinking the sea water like normal though it was recommended but when he went to touch it for the first time after eating that fruit his body would have felt weak and numb. He swiftly would have backed away landing his hand in sand that would have dried them and allowed him to feel somewhat normal again. This is when he would have thought back to the stories of magical fruit that could bestow upon mythic powers and would have had a grand smile on his face for this would begin his journey toward finding his path and it would seem that to start a new life he would need to face his own and discover a new wonder all at the same time...
Gray
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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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Re: Ikatteiru O. Hatta
Mon Sep 11, 2017 9:21 amThat middle name though.. LOL
Ikatteiru O. Hatta wrote:Ikatteiru O. Hatta
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Tough Guy | Starter Bonus
First Name: Ikatteiru
Middle Name/Initial: Ooh
Last Name: Hatta
Epithet: Mad Hatter
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Expert Musician & Magician/Jester
Physical Appearance
Height: 6'0 ft.
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair Style: Long flowing with two locks of hair that can be described like bunny ears in nature.
Hair Color: Snow White
Eye Color: Crimson Red
Scars: N/a
Clothing and Accessories:
Though his physical appearance lacks anything outstanding other than perhaps the proportions of his face, Ika makes up for this in his sense of fashion always attempting to stand out through his variety of different suits and their odd paired accessories. The most common variant of this would be like in the picture you see above starting with the different and exotic decorative hats that are all custom made by a tailor within his home land he had over 100+ hats carried out before setting out on his adventures but always favoring two symbols that of a flower and thorns on every hat with the hats always having a letter on them on the right side in white coloration.
Continuing down it is though he fancies the finer things in life always looking toward maintaining a three piece suit appearance. The jackets always looking as if they were patched together from different left over fabric with some jewel put onto the right arm of the suit. His ties range from bow ties, ties, and simple ribbon tied a knot going around his neck for different colors. His inside shirt being of a random design usually off throwing the rest of his outfit but to show his random and ever changing personality. Though continuing downward he usually just has nice relaxed fit pants that match the suits primary color and design pattern while he always has on black or brown dress shoes.
Description:
Ikatteiru has a soft and appealing pale skin tone never getting too burnt or tanning. With a sharp yet smooth features his chin strong and sturdy, his eyes piercing through your body, and his hair flowing gently in the wind. Well groomed his eye browns slender yet comfortable forming to his face. His head in a perfect ration with his body. The sharp crimson red eyes looking as if blood moon got trapped within his skull.
His body is similar to that of many athletic individuals having both a high level of lean body mass as well as large muscle mass. He continues to keep himself in shape and strives to control his body mass never letting himself get bulky remaining slender. However, he does have a slight six pack not truly looking out or being well defined, but of common nature for the physical activity, he does. He doesn't stand out physical actual looking rather ordinary for someone of his race and age.
The Past
Main Traits: Mischievous, Sarcastic, Chaotic, Confident, Lax
Likes: Cherry Blossoms, Laughing, Music, Confidence, String instruments
Dislikes: Envious people, Loud mouths, Tactics, Boredom, Loneliness
Unique laugh: Does your character have a unique laugh? Well, it should. (Seriously, you need one or you're banned for life! I'm totally serious! Like, really, really serious!)
Hometown: Clown Town - East Blue - Uncharted Islands
Personality:
Eccentric, Aloof, and yet still carefree and uninhibited. Ika is a scholar of the music arts and a gentleman within his right and view. Though that is just how he is, a man that always sees himself as the center of attention not because he is gaudy or arrogant but rather because of the unique way in which he carries himself and processes situations and actions he would take just to make someone laugh. Striving the be the class clown in every group that he is within barely ever taking anything seriously whatsoever. He would rather coast through life with the beautiful things in mind, and a smile on his face than to ever worry about the materialistic garbage that he views to many people should ever truly care about at all.
However, on the same turn of page Ikatteiru is someone that could be seen as crazy and deranged to the point that he is mostly regarded as an enigma that would rather be on their own than to ever be around people which couldn't be farther from the truth. He actively sought and continued to find individuals with the same or similar mentality to his. He is a party animal always wishing to be amused and pursue the joy of life no matter how he proceeds about the issue at hand.
Rather he would push people to the point of enemies before he would ever truly let a joke die. However, there is absolutely one thing that the man would never truly entertain again, and that would be love. As that is the cruelest joke that has ever been written in the chronicles of the time. Pushing anyone that could even come close to that emotion away and stay far from ever attempting to reach that level of commitment even among friends and family.
However, on the battlefield, he turns into a completely different animal, Somber, Emotionless, Stern these shall be the only emotions that one would ever know of Ika at least if you see him on the battlefield. He does enjoy the meaningless violence or even what some would consider the thrill of life or death situation; he finds it exciting and full of humor to the point that people consider him the "mad hatter." Ika on the battlefield is entirely self-serving, self-absorbed, and selfish; he does whatever he likes as long as it pleases him in some way. His insatiable love for spilling the blood of powerful fighters in combat and his enjoyment of extreme pain while doing so fuels his seemingly sadomasochistic desires.The thrill of fighting strong individuals give him a pleasure that he had only before found within music and music. Fighting in near death experiences is an orgasmic experience for him. It is likely one of the reasons why he goes out of his way to find new toys to play with. If they break, he either loses interest or kills them before going out to find more potential prey.
With his manipulative and self-centered nature, the "mad hatter" could easily be considered a murderous sociopath. He does not care for what has happened in the past, as he is only interested in what could be amusing to him in the future or present. While "Mad Hatters" nature tends to be malevolent, he isn't an indiscriminate killer. He has no problems killing anyone regardless of age or sex; however, he only kills people who are in his way or those he deems "worthy." As such, he is more simply amoral than flat out evil.
Though above all else, Ika and the "Mad Hatter" cares only about having fun and a good challenge. Choosing at times to be a whimsical liar and tends to freak out or play cruel jokes on his victims or friends for the pure amusement of it all. Just witnessing their uncomfortable expressions because of him getting under their skin pleases him. His chaotic nature is inherent in everything he does and makes him dangerously unpredictable.
- History:
Fun, mischief, and chaotic pace this was the life growing up in clown's town, never finding boredom and always a source of amusement within the village it was yet another unexplored island that was home to nothing but carnival and festivals year round. Housed for the random people that would pass by the island and stop because of the full display of music or perhaps the flavorful fireworks that would light up the night sky. It truly would have been any child's paradise, with the love and admiration of one's parents and close relative and friends how could it not be?
However, there lay the problem at hand though it was always a source of amusement that meant there was no place for dull personalities or crude jokes it was a place of whimsy and creativity and anything outside of that was seen as annoying and unneeded. Thus Ikatteiru would have truly been the oddball from the moment he was born for he didn't come into this world crying nor did he smile upon the light shining and gracing his skin. Rather a boring and dull delivery had accord on his coming into this world; silent minus the slight sounds of air escaping from his nostrils it was almost as if he came into this world already dead. Though perhaps that would have been a better fate for the boy, as he would have been pushed to explore and go out onto the island trying anything and everything. He truly would have no interest at first on the side of life that his parents would have him believe to be the greatest place ever to be raised.
Thus one day the young boy that could have been no older than ten would have decided to visit the forbidden side of the island that no one dared speak of he would not be denied that there must be something greater on this island. So he would put one foot in front of the other on a tiring adventure, continuing to go into the wilderness and never looking back he had his mission, and he didn't plan to abandon it simply because it was hot or he didn't truly know where he was going.
However, as he would have been lost in the woods it would have changed the man, the dehydration, the stalking to kill prey only to survive it would have brought out a part of him that he didn't even know existed the "mad hatter." A Ruthless and emotionless monster that had nothing on his mind but survival at first that quickly grew to be something of enjoyment and a slight sense of arousal from the blood drenched clothing to the life and death situation he would have faced the longer he stayed out there. But it would have all come to an abrupt end one day as he finally would have seen the clearing of the other side, it was a small village only as wide and far as the eye could see before yet again meeting the water the small port town that would have been the opposite of the island from clown town. With this sight, it was as if the child would have broken coming out laughing and smiling more than he had in the first ten years he would have been alive.
Swiftly, he would have run down toward the town not caring about his appearance or his stench that would have reeked of kills and the odor of the ever changing wilderness. As he would have arrived, he would have found it was a place of medicine and science that was trying to expand their horizons and way of life instead of living the life of a never ending party. It was refreshing he would have stood in awe at the gates of the town before walking in. Though he would have been meeting with great prejudice and stripped of his clothing and washed like a dog in the street, he felt even more worthless at that moment than he ever would have. This was causing a fit of rage as he would have attacked anyone and everyone that attempted to touch him until one girl would have finally run out and screamed at him.
"It is just our process to clean outsiders before letting them in idiot! Stop fighting they are just trying to give you some new clothes!"
As he would have been awakening from his psychotic break, he would look around to see men and woman with broken noses and missing teeth that would have been holding clothes managing still to smile for some reason or another as they would have only thrown them at him and carried on about their day. Though before any of that he would have yelled back at the young girl that he saw that day.
"Well, your process is stupid!"
He wasn't one for wit as his education was as progressed as it needed to be for he would have been trained on the other side as a jester or magician more accurately only here to amuse and entertain so why would he need a proper education? However, as the years would have continued he would have continued taking weekly trips from time to time back and forth between the two always spotting the girl from his first encounter as they would spend time trading stories and teaching each other one thing or another about their different lives.
Therefore, after about Eight years it would have seemed that the woman in front of him on his final day on that island would have actually understood him as he would have grown to be a master musician under the care of the "outsiders" as his side of the isle would call them, while at the same time becoming a great magician and jester learning to put on a facade for both sides of the island and only truly being his more authentic self around the girl.
However, that all would have changed the day he said he was going to set out on the blues and begin his life as his person to see the world and escape this facade of life. He would have asked if the woman would have come with him, but she would have declined to say he was merely something to toy with in the absence of something more entertaining.
Thus he would have run to the port stealing the first boat he could find and quickly set sail where the waters would take him and what he would never do truly being the same again. The only thing for the longest time that could have played in his mind would have been two voices having what seemed to be a conversation about his feelings.
Ika - "I thought she cared for me..."
Mad Hatter - "What did she do or say to give you that impression."
Ika - "The Say she talked to me, smiled..."
However, around two years after that day, the boy would have washed up on a random island, he had no idea where he was or what he had been drifted their for but he was hungry so very hungry. He would have scoward the horizon for anything and everything that could be considered food and he would have happened upon a random looking fruit hanging fruit hanging from a string on one of the near by trees, thoughts its odd shape and coloration would have had him iffy on the situation he had no time to think. He would have quickly begun to climb the tree and would have ripped it from its string and devoured the object in question. This would have been the day unknown to Ika that he would have acquired the power of the Ito Ito no mi. At first it would have been strange for the boy he would have tried drinking the sea water like normal though it was recommended but when he went to touch it for the first time after eating that fruit his body would have felt weak and numb. He swiftly would have backed away landing his hand in sand that would have dried them and allowed him to feel somewhat normal again. This is when he would have thought back to the stories of magical fruit that could bestow upon mythic powers and would have had a grand smile on his face for this would begin his journey toward finding his path and it would seem that to start a new life he would need to face his own and discover a new wonder all at the same time...
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