[RPC name: Frost kochi
Age: 23
Height: 5' 10"
Blood Type: A-
weight: 165lbs
eye color: green
Hair color: black
Sex: Male.
History/Bio/background:
Being born of peasantry, brutal punishments, the sound of whips and chains, Frost Kochi was familiar with all of this. His family burned to death by the black warriors of another kingdom. His escape from it all could lead to his failure in life or his virtue of the world he has longed to know.
His father, a peasant to the feudal lords of there clan’s nation, worked as a black smith welding together swords and shields of all kinds and selling them for as much as he could, the fastest he could.
His mother, a seamstress for the other local peasants around the area, she
Would make there clothes from what ever she had available, even if meant stealing or getting material from animals. She made her clothes for quality not quantity since she didn’t have good material in the first place.
There house was made of tattered and rusted tin, there door out of rotted drift from the nearest rivers. There beds made from nothing but strong branches and a large pile of leaves to sleep on or in, which ever the weather made them feel it was necessary to sleep with. The floor of there home was nothing but dirt, sometimes mud when the heavy rains would beat against the tin, making it separate or putting holes in it.
On the night the god rained down upon the heavenly earth and the ground shock with marching solders and fire flies hailing down upon house after house after house. Violent screams of men and women being attacked and torn from there homes. Women beaten to almost death then raped like the useless pieces of trash they were known as by other counties. The men were stabbed or cut open by men in black suits. There armor reflected the moon, creating a shimmy affect on them. They move silently over the area taking everything by force and setting every thing on fire.
Coming upon his house, his mother and father pushed him out into the woods. Running until a screeching scream echoed threw the woods and the sound of his dad yelling as they cut them down to like they did everyone else. He grabbed his head and fell to his knees, tears streamed down his face that night, and he made sure that it was the last night.
Training hard every day after that night, he never slept unless he passed out. Hunting and fishing he learned how to build up a fire, he learned to control his powers to the best of his ability, but not fully. Frost had a power inside of him that had never been awoken, he didn’t even know it was there, but any one with a head on there shoulders knew that he was special.
Training him self, and controlling his powers through killing any one that came through his path. He killed any animal for food and clothing, he learned to fish from the streams and to build his own shelter. He learned to control the air moisture and anything to do with water and being able to freeze it. Learning a little bit of the fire element to, so he could start fires to cook on, and a few ground shattering movements.
Frost was now older and more grown up in mind and body. He was muscular and smart with the wilderness, he wasn’t ripped like a guy that was body building for a fighting championship but fit enough to survive brutal attacks. His life was only beginning and yet he had learned so much on his own.
Every now and then he’d wonder back to his home grounds where that night replayed over in his mind, and his anger grew and grew for power, wanting to get revenge on who ever killed them. He was so young and rushed out that he only knew they wore black suits. Wondering if he’d ever find them and kill them for what they did to is family.
So he began his journey though the worlds searching high and low and going through tough battles. Almost dieing a few times, he made friends, and brought in by random people to be nurtured back to health, Frost owed them his life and with that in mind he valed to never lose again and to find what he wanted, no matter what.
Theme Music:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqqeKQjQJfw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2u9KDMWJsAM (his main fighting music)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuQMn6Z0k_w (his love music xD)
Relations: None
Profession: assian/teacher/trainer
Weaponry: Katana that he keeps to his right side and barly uses.
Items: Small 7inch blade that he keeps on his right inner thigh.
Skills/Powers: Ice elements/aire/water/ and a little bit of fire. A gun on the inside right thigh, rarley uses.
Special : uknown power
Faults: Gets temperted to fast
[Approved]
