As a half-fishman, Emanuel was generally unimpressive in terms of physical traits save for having a rather sharp, attractively boyish appearance as well as some semblance of neatness and grooming.
Like other fishmen, he bares the same trademark features as his brethren, including the appearance of having razor-sharp teeth and small gills found around both sides of his neck.
After a fierce battle, Emanuel's body underwent an extensive metamorphosis. His facial features became much more accentuated and smoothed out, giving him a much more striking and handsome veneer, lean physique, and bringing about a dramatic increase in his physical stature. Where his previous form was rather compacted, Emanuel's current form is now far more strapping and built.
In particular, his legs are now much longer and he stands with a much more grace posture than he had previously. His shoulders are now much broader and he walks with a much more imposing gait.
Emanuel D. Angelov
"The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!"
| TOUKEN RANBU | Yagen Toushirou (adult) |
| Race: Half-Fishmen, Angelfish |
| Gender: Male | Age: 30 |
| Height: 6"2 | Weight: 146 lbs |
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Personality ///
"Lighthearted Justice"
| Morality Alignment: Chaotic Good |
| Positive Personality Traits |
| Affectionate | Ambitious | Lighthearted | Adventurous | Clear-headed | Daring | Courteous |
| Negative Personality Traits |
| Underhanded | Rebellious | Airy | Scheming | Sadistic | Flippant | Duplicitous |
Emanuel has a very two-sided personality; while he comes off as dutiful, personable, and professionally savvy, his inner nature is much darker and duplicitous. He can usually maintain an air of calm; little tends to unnerve him and he can still show a more buoyant, playful demeanor from time to time.
Personally soft-spoken, although he doesn't lack for confidence and isn't afraid to assert himself when annoyed or offended, acting untowards, sarcastically mocking others, making rather flippant statements, and just generally giving anyone a hard time if they get on his bad side.
Emanuel is a person who undergoes periods of fixation and fascination. He can sometimes be a bit excitable and has plenty of hobbies and interests to occupy his time with, including hiking, sparring, tinkering with machines, and cooking. He also harbors an interest in technological curiosities though lacks the ability to understand or study them in any great detail.
In terms of skills and passions, Emanuel is driven to expand his repertoire and loves the thrill of combat, not purely out of bloodlust (although he can be when needed), but for the sake of competition and self-improvement. Even though he's a marine, he's grown to value personal freedom much more than he used to.
"Everyone wants to play power games. So I play them. And win."Underneath his outward veneer of professionalism, Emanuel does have more devious, ambitious, and rebellious side and can be quite the dirty trickster. He is comfortable using underhanded methods, deception, and hardball tactics to achieve his goals, mostly to the chagrin of his superiors in particular towards whom he has a rather jaded, disrespectful attitude.
Emanuel does at least try to honor his word and commitments and he does take them seriously (at least at face value), although he doesn't have too many qualms with manipulating and conniving out on others or taking the quickest, cheapest route if it can be used to advance his position or achieve his aims. Most of the time, these objectives of his tend to change to whatever fixates him at any point in time, whether that be personal power, money, or increasing his own status.
One caveat however is he does have a sense of empathy for common people and citizens gained from his upbringing and he likes to converse with people he finds when they share a common intent or interest. So long as they pose no threat to him, he is genuinely loathe to hurt innocent people unless there is no way around it and will only do it if he must.
In precarious situations or when discussing matters of grave importance, he can be dangerously ruthless and methodical. He takes his position seriously and is willing to go far to achieve his ambitions, being that he can be swayed to act aggressively and go to the farthest reaches of his personality. At worst, this makes him come off as two-faced and sadistic; saying one thing only to muse about acting another way.
Emanuel displays a mix of both fearlessness and caution. Little tends to get under his skin and he is willing to brave high risks if needed, lie without flinching, and stand against overwhelming enemies. These traits however are tempered mainly by his calculating attitude and his sense of caution. Standing and fighting is what he lives for and he loves to fight, but he isn't one to give into recklessness for reasons of pure bravado or if it undermines his position or interests.
Faction ///
Epithet: "Trickster" "Emile"
Faction: Marine
Starting Rank: Ensign
Occupation: Navigator
Ever since a child you've shown the sensitivity to notice even the slightest change in the humidity in the air. When it comes to your studies, geography, navigation and oceanography always fascinated you with immense passion. It's now translated into the ability guide vessels across the most treacherous of seas. Your decisions make or break a voyage at sea! Non-Combat.
Group Name: N/A
Group Captain: N/A
Position 1: N/A
Position 2: N/A
Devil Fruit ///
"Trickster"
Numa Numa no Mi: The Numa Numa no Mi is a Logia-type Devil Fruit that allows the user to mimic the element of "swamp" making the user a Swamp Human (沼人間 Numa Ningen). With the fruit's power, Emanuel is able to create bottomless swamps that are extremely difficult to escape from.
Weapons ///
"Trickster"
| The Rotten Skull |
The Rotten Skull // Common Grade
A light short-spear slightly longer than an average broadsword at about 40 inches in length. Useful for stabbing and piercing armor and the metal is resilient enough to handle a small beating, though with no other remarkable traits. The handle bears an engraving of a skull. |
| Adamantine & Dawn |
Adamantine // Supreme Grade
Befitting its ranking, adamantine is a unique, ornately decorated great hammer that was forged from gleaming quicksilver and very well-defined details. In total, it measures almost 4 feet in length. The width and radius of the hammerhead altogether amounts to an additional 1"2 feet of reach.
Adamantine is a powerful hammer, known as a 'weapon-breaker' for having broken a thousand weapons throughout its history. At night, the quicksilver always glows white and illuminates the dark to allow its wielder to see even at night. Beneath the metal, the weapon was made from wood taken from a holy mangrove tree, making it additionally resistant to damage.
Dawn // Great Grade light artillery; speed 7, power 4, range 50m
Dawn has a very elegant appearance for a gun, being etched in gold and embezzled with several fine jewels and emeralds. Each accessory of the weapon is top-notch in its category, though the inner mechanical workings are slightly lesser. Powered by steam, it's a special weapon that was originally made by an overprotective noble father for his son.
Dawn boasts higher firepower than the average gun and is even durable enough for Emanuel to use both as a parrying weapon against attack and also as a gun-sword for slashing at foes in close range. Though not so great for actually damaging enemies, it can still cause bloodied injuries in Emanuel's hand from his great strength. It is also semi-automatic, firing exactly one high-caliber shot from each pull of the trigger and allowing Emanuel to mix gunshots in with his other weapon maneuvers. |
Starting Slots: Plot Spot
Will of D. --- Marines
- RP Sample:
It was indeed a blustery, cold, and harsh winter's morning. Yun had spent his waking hour racking his brain for places to eat. His job the night before had gone off without a hitch, though he found himself needing to sleep in a small inn that was comfortable and suited his tastes well enough. Unfortunately, he found out not too long after waking that the inn's food stores had spoiled thanks to a freezer malfunction so he was left to fend for himself. There were some small eateries he could think of that had decent food, but there was one set farther away that had great food. It was one of his favorite stores to frequent for a good pick-me-up after a miserable and headache-inducing night.
Even if he would have to walk through the snow and harsh winds outside, he couldn't really stop himself from lacing up the boots, grabbing a pair of thick mittens, and dressing down in 3 layers of warm clothes and sweatshirts before setting off with a leap and a bound for the Crescent Moon Cafe. On this day, he was thankful for all his training and still having pretty good stores of energy. Through lessened visibility and icy winds that blew straight into his face, he held tight to his scarf and batted headlong against the snow and winds. It chilled him to the bone, though he couldn't help but think that he'd battled against stronger snowstorms. There had been times in his life where the cold was near-suffocating and would weigh down on him as if he himself were being coated entirely in ice. Of course, he had more than he could remember, but comparing seasons was distraction enough for him to get halfway down the next street.
He kept up the fervent jogging, red-cheeked and huffing a little bit from the exertion, but not yet winded. There were places where he opted for a shortcut instead of taking the longer route. It would've given him more exercise, but his stomach was starting to grumble from the emptiness. In fact, it was harder to think while running on empty; he missed a turn a couple times and opted to turn around and go back. Eventually, he spotted the Cafe through the thicket of snowy gust and was happy seeing a couple of people turn in to keep the door open for him.
That wasn't bad. In fact, he would have to wonder later how far he had ran. His eyes turned upwards as he pulled off his scarf and mittens, sighting that about 25 minutes had passed since his departure. For him, that had to have been something of a record, given that he had jogged at a good pace for nearly the entire trip over. And it would all be worth it. The inside smells wafting in the air were making his mouth water and his grin widened past his crimson-blushed cheeks. He stood in line for a while, behind a small family couple standing in front with supposedly their son in-between. After they had made their purchase, it was his turn and he decided today to treat himself. A little indulgence from time to time wouldn't hurt.
Buying several pastries and a croissant, Yun immediately retreated into the most comfortable spot on the couch that happened to not be too far away from the couple in front of him. They must've been thinking the same thing because the general area they both chose wasn't too far away from where the heater blew and a lot of the heat from the ovens must've been blowing. The two couches were back-to-back and as soon as Yun settled in, he started to immediately tucker into his breakfast. At first, he was more concerned with the food than on his surroundings, but once he had started to eat at a more sedate pacing, he started looking to find ways of entertain himself. There were plenty of people here and almost all talking loudly or munching along with peers. Some were young children or rowdy ones all endorsing the latest gossip.
His eyes scanned around the room, idling away his time. His neighbor seemed to have a similar idea, he observed. They were both seemingly sitting there, not interacting with anyone and seemingly content for one reason or another. He was a little curious, though pushed it aside as he laid back and stuffed a doughnut into his mouth. His age-old eyes studied the youth as well as he did the others, seeing the darkened glasses and the hands that were neatly folded over their lap. They were completely silent; nary a peep. His brows leveled when he could make out that the figure wasn't asleep or merely lost in thought. No, their posture and the way they sat didn't give him the impression. It seemed to him that the youth was keenly listening in on something.
(From this thread: http://angelicsanddemonics.proboards.com/thread/661/winters-misery-open) Maybe not 100% my best work, but if you need me to write something else, I'll happily oblige.
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