Name: Katashi Masaru
Nickname: Age: 16
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Position: Neutral
Powers: Berserker FighterWhen fighting Katashi lets his anger take control of him, becoming something akin to a beast. He does anything to win, uses any part of his body or the area around him to fight his opponent. It is an effective fighting style, but it often ends up with him having received damage himself from his own attacks.
Flame PunchKatashi can engulf his right hand in flames and deliver and single, empowered, punch towards any foes before the flames disappear again. After activating this power he has to wait a single post before he can activate it again.
Freezing TouchKatashi can envelope an object, living or not, in a sheet of ice for a limited amount of time by touching the thing he wants the sheet of ice to cover with his left hand. Some objects are bigger then others, the sheet of ice only reaches five meters each way in a circle shape. After activating this power he has to wait two more posts before he can activate it again.
Weapon: None
Picture: Appearance: Katashi looks pretty average. He stands at 5'7" and weighs around 130 pounds, both around average for someone of his age. His hair is golden brown and reaches down to his neck, usually unstyled and left how it is when he wakes up, while his eyes are dark brown with a red tint. His skin is smooth and as are his facial features, nothing really sticking out apart from a mole just beneath his left eye.
He usually wears a white shirt, usually covered over by a brownish-green coat with cotton fluff around his neck and a zip going down it, while on his hands he tends to wear brown gloves. On his legs he tends to wear jeans that haven't been stylized in anyway while on his feet he usually wears plain brown shoes.
Personality: Katashi is, overall, quite a depressed young man. Deep inside him there are unresolved problems, which he blames himself for, that guide him to feel alone and sad. He finds it hard to look on the bright side of things, finds it hard to even thing that for what he's done he deserves to have a bright side at all. He blames himself for what happened when his powers awakened and he doesn't think he ever will or even should forgive himself
He does sometimes start to nag quite a bit when something he doesn't like happens or he gets stressed out. He says that it's his own way of dealing with problems, to talk about them and get them off his chest, even though sometimes people switch off when he starts acting like that.
He doesn't want to get involved in any wars, the ones he's heard about with the Heartless and the Nobodies especially, though he will help someone if he sees them in trouble, cursing his own conscience all the while.
When he gets into fights, especially those in which his life is on the line, he starts to get angry, really angry. His memories of his mistakes creep up on him and fuel him to enter a rage in which he is not like his usual self, those who knew him well would even say they couldn't recognize him when he is such a state as that.
Original World: Destiny Islands
Current World: He prefers to move around allot, never staying in any particular place.
History: Katashi is the only child of a single parents father, his mother having died at childbirth. His dad, as a person, wasn't incredibly hateful or spiteful about it, though he does definitely miss Katashi's mother, which Katashi picked up on quite easily as it was most definitely quite obvious to most everybody.
Katashi went to school, where he proceeded to never stand out in any way. His grades, in all but very few subjects, were consistently average. He had a group of friends which he was a part of, not even standing out amongst them. He hanged round with them and enjoyed it, spending all of the free time that he could gather with them.
During his time at school, because of a friend of his, he got interested in fighting, specifically fist fighting, and started to spend allot of his free time practicing his skills in it, on his own or sometimes with a friend. It was one of the few things that made him feel alive, was his excuse, and most people just accepted it as a normal thing for someone of his age to be interested in.
One day, however, his powers awakened. He was in the middle of a practice fight with a friend, nothing new there, when all of a sudden mid-punch his fists burnt into flames. He, along with his friend, were shocked as he could do nothing to stock the burning hand from smacking his friend directly across the face. The results were horrific.
Katashi was scared, to say the very least, as he though that he had just killed his friend, one of his best. At that moment in a mix of fear, sadness and dread he thought that if he didn't run away he was going to go to jail for what would be a long time. With this in his mind it was easy for him to decide that the very best thing that he could do, to be safe, was to run away from his Homeworld and travel from world to world.
He hitched a ride on a ship a ship, finding himself on a planet that seemed abnormal and quite daunting to him. He had never left his home, never even considered doing so for his entire life, and now he was thrust into other worlds on his own, nobody to guide him, nobody to hold his hand and nobody to keep pushing him forward when he was down. He never stopped moving from place to place, he kept trying to find a place that wouldn't be to dissimilar to his home but he never succeeded. There was no day that he wouldn't think back to the past, a wave of calming nostalgia filling him to the brim that would keep him going for a short while.
He had to fight, though it wasn't the fun fighting that he had done at home, the Heartless and the Nobodies that he would wander inevitably wander across on his own. With the powers that he now had he survived every fight.
Role Playing Sample: Katashi sat down on the floor, lying down with his eyes closed. He was calm, thinking back to the times that he was with his friends, he was happy. He smiled, a light smile but a smile never-the-less, which was starting to become rarer and rarer for him.
He heard something coming near to him and quickly jumped up, placing his hands on the floor and pushing himself up fluidly, then turned to face the source of the sound, his light smile now faded. At first he didn't see anything then he looked at the floor to see Shadows. He cursed under his breath.
"Please, just leave! I don't want your crap..." He said despite knowing that these creatures were not going to do as he wanted, a desperate plea escaping from his mouth automatically. He sighed as they began to rise from their shadow forms and raised his fists in preparation for the coming battle.
One jumped and lunged for him, but Katashi knew that they would attempt this and was ready. He punched it in the center of mass before it could catch him with it's evil claws, sending it back onto the ground to disappear. Another lunged for him, this time coming from behind, and he turned and delivered a firm uppercut to the fiend, thus sending it into the air to land a second later.
"Come on then... Come on!" He shouted angrily as he turned slowly, his fists still up, to look at the Shadows around him. He ran forward and kicked one with all his strength before it could attack him. A second later another one jumped him from behind and clawed him, making him stumble forward in shock and pain.
Katashi turned around and looked at it, his eyes burning with pure and intense anger.
"You... You son of a bitch!" He shouted as he ran forward toward it, punching downward onto it to crush it against the floor. He span around and kicked another when it was about to jump, sending it to scrape across the floor.
The remaining Shadows returned into their shadow form and ran away.
"That it?! Come back here so I can kill you all!!" Katashi shouted after them, his rage built up from the life or death situation. He was angry now, he wanted to hurt something.
His want was answered. Three Armored Knights began to approach him from where the Shadows had run to. Katashi growled angrily as they slowly approached him, thinking of the ways in which he could defeat them. They stood in a line in front of him, each a feet or two apart from each other.
Katashi ran forward, screaming like a madman, his right fist bursting into flames as he punched the rightmost Armored Knight with his anger fueling his strength. The attack landed and the Knight stumbled backwards to be hit again with his left hand, making it fall to the floor a disappear.
Katashi then turned his attention to the Armored Knight beside it, placing both his hands onto it as he caused it's entire body to slowly freeze in a sheet of harsh and cold ice. Katashi screamed loudly as he brought his head backwards before thrusting it forwards with all his strength, hitting the Knight with enough strength to completely shatter the ice and defeat the Knight.
Katashi stumbled back slightly, placing his hand on his head in response to the massive headache he had developed by headbutting the tough Heartless. The final Armored Knight took this chance and slashed for him, Katashi managing to just dodge the blade. He turned to look at the Heartless Knight, his eyes staring at it angrily.
"I will crush you... I will destroy you!!!" He shouted before lunging at it and pinning it to the floor. He brought both his fists up and smashed it in the head repeatedly, smacking it like he was a wild animal based solely on instinct. Eventually the Knight was destroyed beneath him and Katashi looked at his damaged, bleeding, knuckles before rolling onto his back with a sigh.
"Can't a poor kid get a break..." He muttered to himself absentmindedly.
