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Name: Aoni Arembur
Age: 16
Ethnicity: English
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Family: Father- Siro Arembur (Unknown)
Mother- Anais Arembur (Currently in hiding from her ex-husband)
School Year:1st
Partner: Looking
Reason for being in the DWMA: To grow strong enough to protect his mother from his abusive father.
Likes:
+ Flora and Fauna
+ Working out, especially when he can be outdoors.
+ A laugh that shakes his entire body
+ Testing his physical limits
+ Helping others in need
Dislikes:
+ Rainy Days
+ Feeling helpless
+ Recovery time after injuries
+ The dark
+ His father
Bio : Home life was never a stable one for Aoni, even as a child he knew to trad lightly around his father when he had been drinking. Although his mother loved him with all of her being, Aoni knew there was only so much she could hide from him. He was eight when he first questioned the black and blue marks on his mothers body, his only mistake was asking too loudly, Aoni watched in horror as his father stomped toward him, frozen in terror.
Anais then covered her only son with her own body to protect him, Aoni's monster of a father cared not whether his blows landed on his son, only that they struck something that couldn't strike back. She went to the hospital that night, several broken bones and internal bleeding, his father told the doctors that she had fallen down a flight of steps, the b*****d. It was at this time that Aoni's hatred began, it would seethe and fester for years before he would even attempt to strike back.
It was on his 10th birthday when young Aoni first learned the wonders of a physical work out. Push-ups, sit-ups, squats, jumping rope, he had seen all of the meisters at the academy doing them. He witnessed some of the times where it seemed that they were fighting one another, he would later learn this was only sparring, and that's when he knew that he could one day defend his mother as she did for him.
Five days a week, Aoni could only go when his father was at work, for 6 years he mimicked, to the best of his ability, what the students did. The first few times he would make a mistake and pull a muscle, or fall and bruise himself, but his reserve was unwavering. Slowly but surely, muscles began to form under his tan skin, he could feel his strength growing everyday, he began to push himself harder and harder, his goal always lingering on his mind. His father would pay.
One week before he turned 16 was the greatest day of Aoni's life. On his way back from his daily exercise, which happened to be light on this day, he rounded the corner to where his home was and heard a heart shattering sound, his mother was crying. There was another sound, one that caused 8 years of hatred to finally boil over, it was his fathers voice slandering Anais, calling her filthy names not even fit for the worst of society. Breaking into a sprint, Aoni was inside the doorway in seconds.
"And just were is that good for nothing son of yours," His father spat as he kicked the cowering body of his wife, "protected him his whole life and just how does he repay you?" The man trailed off as he waited for an answer from the sobbing woman, not enjoying being ignored he pulled his fist back arcing a blow straight to Anais's head, "I asked you a question you stupid b***h!" His fist never even began to move forward, much to his surprise he was being held by none other than Aoni. "I dont know who you think you are, you little s**t, but you'll pay for that." his father spat.
Aoni dodged his drunk fathers lazy swings easily, remembering the first time he attempted to shadowbox himself, but did not strike back, Aoni had to humiliate him, beating him to a pulp wouldn't be enough. "What's wrong Dad?" The question oozed with venom, "Can't keep up with your brat?" Aoni was all out on his defense, bobbing and weaving from the increasingly frustrated father, his punches growing more and more wild. Deciding that enough toying had been done, Aoni caught his fathers next punch in an iron grip, all of his hatred began to surface. As his fathers eyes widened in terror, he screamed out in harmony with several of the bones in his hand snapping. He dropped to one knee writhing in pain, but Aoni wasn't finished.
Kicking his father onto his back Aoni clambered on top of him into a full frontal face mount. "How does it feel to be the one who cant fight back!" He shouted, his voice seemed to shake the house. "This one is for my my ninth birthday!" He called out as he rained blows upon his fathers face, calling a reason for each and every blow, as blood leaked from his fathers nose and face Aoni clenched his fists together and held them high above his head! "And this," his voice was much softer now, almost a whisper, "this one's for mom." Moments before the blow connected Aoni felt arms wrap around him, and then a sobbing voice begging him to stop, it was his mother, she was pleading him to not become like his father, that Aoni had done enough. Looking at the man who had caused him so much grief, Aoni guessed that he hadn't been conscious since the first blow.
Aoni removed himself from atop his father and slumped against a wall, his mother sitting next to him and leaning her head against him, she to lost consciousness at that time. Even through the blood and bruises, Aoni could tell how beautiful his mother was, finally Aoni could be happy, tears began to stream down his face as the sound of sirens came into an audible distance.
"You're finally safe mom, you're finally safe."
Aoni's father was taken to the hospital, and his mother told him that she had enrolled him in the DWMA and he would be starting soon. Aoni first resisted, insisting that he stay with his mother, but his mother told him not to worry, not that Aoni was strong, she would change her name and go into hiding from his father with the help of some family friends. Aoni embraced his mother, and sobbed for a long time, she just held him and wiped his tears, she told him one thing before they parted ways for a long time.
"Thank you son, thank you for being the man your father couldn't."
Aoni would never forget that, never.
Abilities: (Up to 8 )
+ Not yet!
For 2 posts after Aoni would fall unconscious he is able to continue fighting, this causes a great deal of harm to his body and he needs at least a full twenty-four hours of rest, on top of any other damage he has taken.
+ Stand behind me!
If he is within an acceptable distance Aoni is able to take any form of damage directed at another person, this is obviously limited to his physical ability and speed. He will, in most circumstances, have to take full damage without being able to defend himself. (6 Post Cooldown. Can be used during Not yet! but the damage done to his body increases vastly, 3 days to a week in the infirmary.)
+ Fastball Special!
Aoni will hurl his weapon, in either human or weapon form, with all of his might, allowing them to act in flight as they see fit. (5 Post cooldown, must have weapon in hand)
+ This is gonna hurt!
When there is no reasonable doubt that he will incur some form of damage, Aoni is able to ready and or position himself to make the best of the situation that he can. (Cannot be used in tandem with Stand behind me!, cannot be used during Not yet!. 5 Post cooldown.
+ This one's for mom!
Aoni's will to protect everyone that is in need allows him to constantly push his own limits, this includes; Faster movement and reaction time, increased stamina and strength. (Acts as a second wind, resets all of his other cooldowns, but can only be used once in a fight and only after 10 posts have been made)
Personality: Very quiet and somber, but Aoni is a very big softy when you get past his tough outer shell.
Theme:Never Give Up!
Made By:Kreston Pammers
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Name: Aoni Arembur
Age: 16
Ethnicity: English
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Family: Father- Siro Arembur (Unknown)
Mother- Anais Arembur (Currently in hiding from her ex-husband)
School Year:1st
Partner: Looking
Reason for being in the DWMA: To grow strong enough to protect his mother from his abusive father.
Likes:
+ Flora and Fauna
+ Working out, especially when he can be outdoors.
+ A laugh that shakes his entire body
+ Testing his physical limits
+ Helping others in need
Dislikes:
+ Rainy Days
+ Feeling helpless
+ Recovery time after injuries
+ The dark
+ His father
Bio : Home life was never a stable one for Aoni, even as a child he knew to trad lightly around his father when he had been drinking. Although his mother loved him with all of her being, Aoni knew there was only so much she could hide from him. He was eight when he first questioned the black and blue marks on his mothers body, his only mistake was asking too loudly, Aoni watched in horror as his father stomped toward him, frozen in terror.
Anais then covered her only son with her own body to protect him, Aoni's monster of a father cared not whether his blows landed on his son, only that they struck something that couldn't strike back. She went to the hospital that night, several broken bones and internal bleeding, his father told the doctors that she had fallen down a flight of steps, the b*****d. It was at this time that Aoni's hatred began, it would seethe and fester for years before he would even attempt to strike back.
It was on his 10th birthday when young Aoni first learned the wonders of a physical work out. Push-ups, sit-ups, squats, jumping rope, he had seen all of the meisters at the academy doing them. He witnessed some of the times where it seemed that they were fighting one another, he would later learn this was only sparring, and that's when he knew that he could one day defend his mother as she did for him.
Five days a week, Aoni could only go when his father was at work, for 6 years he mimicked, to the best of his ability, what the students did. The first few times he would make a mistake and pull a muscle, or fall and bruise himself, but his reserve was unwavering. Slowly but surely, muscles began to form under his tan skin, he could feel his strength growing everyday, he began to push himself harder and harder, his goal always lingering on his mind. His father would pay.
One week before he turned 16 was the greatest day of Aoni's life. On his way back from his daily exercise, which happened to be light on this day, he rounded the corner to where his home was and heard a heart shattering sound, his mother was crying. There was another sound, one that caused 8 years of hatred to finally boil over, it was his fathers voice slandering Anais, calling her filthy names not even fit for the worst of society. Breaking into a sprint, Aoni was inside the doorway in seconds.
"And just were is that good for nothing son of yours," His father spat as he kicked the cowering body of his wife, "protected him his whole life and just how does he repay you?" The man trailed off as he waited for an answer from the sobbing woman, not enjoying being ignored he pulled his fist back arcing a blow straight to Anais's head, "I asked you a question you stupid b***h!" His fist never even began to move forward, much to his surprise he was being held by none other than Aoni. "I dont know who you think you are, you little s**t, but you'll pay for that." his father spat.
Aoni dodged his drunk fathers lazy swings easily, remembering the first time he attempted to shadowbox himself, but did not strike back, Aoni had to humiliate him, beating him to a pulp wouldn't be enough. "What's wrong Dad?" The question oozed with venom, "Can't keep up with your brat?" Aoni was all out on his defense, bobbing and weaving from the increasingly frustrated father, his punches growing more and more wild. Deciding that enough toying had been done, Aoni caught his fathers next punch in an iron grip, all of his hatred began to surface. As his fathers eyes widened in terror, he screamed out in harmony with several of the bones in his hand snapping. He dropped to one knee writhing in pain, but Aoni wasn't finished.
Kicking his father onto his back Aoni clambered on top of him into a full frontal face mount. "How does it feel to be the one who cant fight back!" He shouted, his voice seemed to shake the house. "This one is for my my ninth birthday!" He called out as he rained blows upon his fathers face, calling a reason for each and every blow, as blood leaked from his fathers nose and face Aoni clenched his fists together and held them high above his head! "And this," his voice was much softer now, almost a whisper, "this one's for mom." Moments before the blow connected Aoni felt arms wrap around him, and then a sobbing voice begging him to stop, it was his mother, she was pleading him to not become like his father, that Aoni had done enough. Looking at the man who had caused him so much grief, Aoni guessed that he hadn't been conscious since the first blow.
Aoni removed himself from atop his father and slumped against a wall, his mother sitting next to him and leaning her head against him, she to lost consciousness at that time. Even through the blood and bruises, Aoni could tell how beautiful his mother was, finally Aoni could be happy, tears began to stream down his face as the sound of sirens came into an audible distance.
"You're finally safe mom, you're finally safe."
Aoni's father was taken to the hospital, and his mother told him that she had enrolled him in the DWMA and he would be starting soon. Aoni first resisted, insisting that he stay with his mother, but his mother told him not to worry, not that Aoni was strong, she would change her name and go into hiding from his father with the help of some family friends. Aoni embraced his mother, and sobbed for a long time, she just held him and wiped his tears, she told him one thing before they parted ways for a long time.
"Thank you son, thank you for being the man your father couldn't."
Aoni would never forget that, never.
Abilities: (Up to 8 )
+ Not yet!
For 2 posts after Aoni would fall unconscious he is able to continue fighting, this causes a great deal of harm to his body and he needs at least a full twenty-four hours of rest, on top of any other damage he has taken.
+ Stand behind me!
If he is within an acceptable distance Aoni is able to take any form of damage directed at another person, this is obviously limited to his physical ability and speed. He will, in most circumstances, have to take full damage without being able to defend himself. (6 Post Cooldown. Can be used during Not yet! but the damage done to his body increases vastly, 3 days to a week in the infirmary.)
+ Fastball Special!
Aoni will hurl his weapon, in either human or weapon form, with all of his might, allowing them to act in flight as they see fit. (5 Post cooldown, must have weapon in hand)
+ This is gonna hurt!
When there is no reasonable doubt that he will incur some form of damage, Aoni is able to ready and or position himself to make the best of the situation that he can. (Cannot be used in tandem with Stand behind me!, cannot be used during Not yet!. 5 Post cooldown.
+ This one's for mom!
Aoni's will to protect everyone that is in need allows him to constantly push his own limits, this includes; Faster movement and reaction time, increased stamina and strength. (Acts as a second wind, resets all of his other cooldowns, but can only be used once in a fight and only after 10 posts have been made)
Personality: Very quiet and somber, but Aoni is a very big softy when you get past his tough outer shell.
Theme:Never Give Up!
Made By:Kreston Pammers
