Setsuna Tasumaki [WIP]

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Setsuna Tasumaki

"I'm like Merlin, only more badass. And sexier. Also, I don't like tea and crumpets."

22 years old

Human, Mutated

Male

Neutral

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APPEARANCE

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Setsuna is practically defined by his unnaturally messy chocolate brown hair. It sticks up in every direction and refuses to cooperate with brushes or gels, essentially giving him perpetual bedhead. Though his boyish face, small nose, and lips are always set firm and unmoving, are often a dead giveaway, it's Setsuna's eyes that truly make him stand out, for Setsuna's eyes are blue.

Not a dark grey masquerading as blue, nor a watery, sky-blue, but a true, dark cerulean that can only be seen by staring into the shallow part of an ocean on a perfectly clear day. They blaze brightly, full of the life he lives to the fullest, reflecting his unshakable confidence and unstoppable force of will.

His honey-brown skin speaks of long days spent basking beneath the scorching rays of the sun. Setsuna stands slightly above the average height for his gender and is only a few hairs short of 6’ without his shoes on. His intensive workouts tend to keep him from gaining weight, while at the same time maintaining around the same amount of muscle. The other fact contributing to this lack of growth is his metabolism – it’s obscenely fast, to the point where it's almost a struggle for him to eat enough to keep from losing weight.

His taste in clothes reflects his lax nature. He prefers comfort over anything else; a pair of dark blue jeans, black converses, and a simple yellow tee shirt with a black crew neck and sleeves all serve him nicely. A staple in his wardrobe are a pair of goggles, a gift from his birthday. They hang loose around his neck, serving as makeshift sunglasses on occasion. Occasionally one might see him in a heavy, dark blue hoodie, complete with black patches on the shoulder and elbows.

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PERSONALITY

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In his heart, Setsuna will always be a person who'd rather be on his back in the green or in a tree, watching the clouds. When not confronted with the few things that trigger his temper, such as ignorance and overconfidence, Setsuna is just your average relaxed guy. He loves to joke around, to run and jump just to feel adrenaline pound through his veins, to feel the fresh air brush up against his bare skin.

One might assume that his dreaming nature would make him a peaceful person, but such is not the case. To the contrary, his like of relaxation drives him to complete his goals as expediently as possible, and he has no compunctions about anything – stealing, fighting, deceit - so long as it leads back to his relaxed state of mind. The only thing that might make him think twice before making a cold-blooded decision would be the wisdom of the action from a greater perspective; though he is at heart a good guy, the way he goes about achieving his goals is often a topic of debate.

Setsuna is set in the belief mankind will never look at situations rationally and will, and always will, resort to violence to resolve conflicts. Most of the time he manages to keep this cynical part of his persona under wraps, but occasionally something so spectacularly idiotic happens that reveals his hatred of all things ignorant. He can burst into a fit of curses faster than the blink of an eye, and wields his sarcasm like a second language. Such outbursts are rare and seen by few, however, so most are unaware of Setsuna's more temperamental side. It takes a lot to get a rise out of this seemingly young man; anything short of incredible disrespect will rarely earn such a rise out of him.

Deep down, behind his sometimes questionable morals, Setsuna is a good guy. He is completely honest about everything he says and does, no matter what the consequences might be. His methods are questionable, but everything he does is done with a good intention in mind. When he steals, when he lies or fights, he only does so out of his innate desire to return to tranquility as quickly as possible. He loves to laugh and make other laugh alongside him, but what he really loves is simply having fun. When he feels like being around people he turns into a suave, charming young man who can sweep people off their feet with his sense of humor and his rarely seen smile.

||~ CHECK OUT MY SKILLZ ~||

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ABILITIES

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Magical Core ~ passive, +5% of total health per post

Setsuna's prolonged exposure to magical artifacts has changed his body, allowing him to produce and regenerate vast quantities of raw magical energy that would tear apart the average individual. The massive quantity of magic that Setsuna wields has mutated his body, granting him strength, speed, and endurance on a superhuman scale. This magic has intertwined with his life force energies, essentially making them one and the same, posing Setsuna with a unique predicament. On one hand, this ensures that his life force continually regenerates, granting him a limited form of immortality. He can recover from small injuries near instantaneously, and has so far been damn-near impossible to kill. However, in order for him to utilize his magical powers he must sacrifice quantities of his life force; thus, in order to wield his magic, he pushes himself closer to the death he has for so long managed to avoid. [heals for 5% of total health per post]

Army of One ~ passive

Lifetimes of experience have bestowed Setsuna with unparalleled combat knowledge. While he has a particular affinity towards swords – wielding with a masterful hand matched by few others – he can effectively use any weapons he happens upon. Guns, spears, flails, throwing knives, shields, whips – there isn’t a weapon he can’t use to turn the tide against his foes.

Heavy Impact ~ 2-post cooldown

Setsuna's sword lashes out with a single blow to deflect a single attack. This strike happens so quickly and so forcefully that it knocks the foe off his or her guard. Taking advantage of this opening, Setsuna delivers a triplet of strikes with his blade that each deal minor damage. He then spins around and delivers a sweeping horizontal slash, powerful enough to send foes tumbling backwards whilst causing heavy damage.

Featherfall ~ -10% total health per post

Flight is something even the most ordinary of men dream of at least once during their lives. Setsuna has found a way to make this dream into a reality, through a combination of raw skill and the unique condition he suffers from. He propels air at high speeds from his hands and feet, producing enough thrust to quickly get him airborne with little effort. Though in short bursts this requires little effort on Setsuna's part, extended uses of this flight can rapidly drain him.

Chibi Bunshin ~ -10% total health per clone (minimum 3 clones), two-post duration

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Storm of the Century ~ -30% total health

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WEAPONS

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Tenriku

The meter-long blade of this broadsword is made of a black metal, and is in perfect condition, as if it has never been used. The handle and hand guard are a lot less pristine. The iron crossguard is designed to resemble a pair of feathered wings, and shows multiple signs of minor rust buildup around the rim. The handle worn handle is made of black onyx stone and wrapped in frayed linen strips. Setsuna keeps the his blade in a plain black leather scabbard across his back. The sword extracts the user's magic, and uses that power to create an extended blade of magical energy around the original that drastically enhances its slicing power. This energy blade extends six inches out from each side of the sword, and leaves a fading path in the air when swung. Because of this, enemies running into an area where the sword was just swung previously will still be cut. The magic itself is immensely strong, able to resist impacts that would shatter normal steel. This makes the Tenriku very dangerous to fight against, especially in close-quarters.

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||~ READ ALL ABOUT ME ~||

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ORIGINAL WORLD

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Setsuna hails from Kuroshikon, a long-dead world once home to a terrible civil war. It was extremely arid and mountainous, sporting only one major river that provided to only reliable source of water for mankind. It was this river that led to war - factions on either side of its banks fought o control it for themselves. Their struggle grew so violent and desperate it soon drew the attention of heartless, and succumbed to darkness.

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CURRENT WORLD

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Traverse Town

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HISTORY

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Obviously

 this requires a good bit of retooling

Once upon a time, Setsuna was an average kid living on a now-dead world. He had a happy family with a mom, a dad, and a sister of relative unimportance. Then his house caught on fire and everybody died, except for him. Then a bunch of crazy scientist-mage-types kidnapped him, threw him in a cell, and spent years exposing him to pointy magical artifacts, pumping magical power directly into his body, and otherwise treating him like a slab of meat waiting to be dissected.

After about a decade of living in a portable dog crate, something changed within Setsuna. He started develop powers. Not just any powers, magical powers that he shouldn’t have been able to call on. Destructive forces so far beyond his control that during his first time drawing them out, he accidentally vaporized the facility that had held him captive and everybody in it.

He came out to find him world in the middle of a civil war. The chaos was so widespread, so profound, that soon his world drew the attention of the heartless. Within a week of their appearance his world’s cities were reduced to rubble, and in a flash of ebony light the heart of the world fell into darkness.

Setsuna should have died. He spent every waking moment of his freedom running and hiding, whether it was from people desperate for the few essentials he had on hand, the military leaders seeking to turn him into some kind of living bomb, or from the heartless themselves. But at the very moment of his world’s destruction, the uncontrollable magic within him took hold. It whisked him away across the cosmos, depositing him face-first onto another world.

He would have been satisfied had he perished with his world. It wasn’t like he had much to lose to begin with, save the clothes on his back and what few weapons he’d scavenged off the bodies of soldiers. But fate had other plans for him. The magic he had been exposed to for so many years did more than grant him powers; it mutated his body on a cellular level, preventing the genetic code in his cell from degrading during cell replication. In essence, he’d been granted a form of immortality; while he could die from injury, disease, or toxin, he never visibly aged.

And so for centuries he’s lived this way. Flitting between worlds, making sure to never stay in one place for too long or grow too close to anybody else. He’s seen countless wars and countless governments overthrown. Lifetimes of knowledge reside within his mind, endless wisdom lurking behind his boyish eyes.

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[Era]

Rambles. o-o I love this thing you have going on! Your profile design is so pretty! And your character. I feel him!

Are you still active around these parts? I just want to double-check that this work of art is still being worked on. Because I like him. And I want to review him. ^_^

-Era