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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:15 am
 TokyoXXXJapan Profiles
So that they can be used for a quick Reference || Click The Picture for Role Play Thread
わかもののこころえ「House Rules」
1. When you are wearing the family crest in a public place, don't do anything that might hurt the gang's reputation.
2. Inside the gang headquarters, when you greet someone, sit in seiza (seated with your legs folded under you) and be sure to tuck your thumbs in under your hands. The thumb is our most important finger because it is the last one to be cut off if we disgrace the gang too many times. Hiding your thumb is also a sign of respect to the oyabun (gang leader).
3. When you greet someone on the street, be sure that you bend your back in the shape of the character 'ku' when you bow.
4. When you greet someone on the street, never take your eyes off him or her when you bow. Never give a person an opening to attack you. The only people you should lower your eyes to are your seniors in the gang and the oyabun (boss).
5. When you talk to your superiors never put your hands in your pockets or fold your arms in front of your body.
6. When you decide to do something, do it immediately without any hesitation. Never be late for anything either. Not even one minute.
7. Never compare yourself with the other gang members, try to place the blame on someone else for your mistakes, or make excuses.
8. When you are given an errand or task to do, take full responsibility for it.
9. Do not tell gang secrets to your family members, wife, or children.
10. Think of everyone else as a part of your family and don't think of yourself as an individual. Don't argue or form factions within the gang.
11. If you don't know if you can do something or not, adopt the attitude that you can.
12. If you have a fight or dispute with someone from another gang, if that person is wrong, never back down, even if they are tougher or in a higher position than you.
13. If there is an accident, do your best to contain it quickly and make sure it doesn't get out of hand.
14. Never give in when you are negotiating. Don't rationalize yourself into making concessions and always act in accordance with your gut instincts.
15. If there is a big problem, stay calm and think about what you can do personally to improve the situation.
16. Endeavor to learn the rules, names of gang members, and practices of the gang as best you can.
17. Avoid becoming complacent and never lose the spirit and enthusiasm that you had when you first joined the gang.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:38 am
Table of Contents.
Press Ctrl+F and then Type in either the character's name or the user which controls them
Females:
Thing 1 - Umi Sonkei;Roseshavethorns
the leader. you would be what the italians would call the godmother. you've got serious guts to be running this dangerous business. you've also got the serious guts to be working with your own twin; Thing 2.
Taken
Mrs. Smith - Kitsune Shizunito;L3MONH3AD
the official sniper. you would be found lurching the tops of roofs with a big gun. you find that beauty and brutality go hand in hand. you've got the eyes and the brains to fight for your right.
Taken
Stitch - Mimiko Natski;inu-onee-chan
the medic. you would be in the hospital normally, working with normal nurses and doctors, but yet secretly helping the family when they were in need. you've got the heart to stitch their bodies back together.
Taken
The Duchess -
the family's banker. Although you handle the money, you handle the dealing too. You're always in the background, waiting to deal out the cards and make the shots. you've got the brains and the quick moves to get out of any bad situation.
Needed Males:Thing 2 - Naosu Sonkei;Roseshavethorns
the leader. you would be what the italians would call the godfather. you've got serious guts to be running this dangerous business. you've also got the serious guts to be working with your own twin; Thing 1.
Taken
Mr. Smith - Agito Kajiura;AramilRose
the head fighter. you would be found fighting alongside your dashing partner, Mrs. Smith. You've got the brawn and the smarts to fight your way through any situation. You make anything in weaponry.
Taken
Mr. Poker Face - Richard Statham;|| Bayne ||
the gambler/data collector. you like learning about people. you're often found trying to spend the duchess's money, but you know how to work your way around her. you're the suave spy that lures in people naturally.
Taken
The Rookie -Hisoka Satou;Schone Krimi
the young pup. you would be found learning from the elders and working in the lower field. most people in the family think of you as bait, but you know how to learn from others mistakes. you're smarter then they think, and you've got the ability to control weapons easily. you've got a heart to be out there with Mr. Smith and Mr. Poker Face.
Taken Extra Cast
The Photographer- Aya Yasu;midnight-mystic-dragon
Is occasionally asked by the Yakuza to document crimes and bodies. Expendable, but very useful. Has been involved with the Yakuza a few times over a few years. Can not be fully trusted.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:44 am
Thing 1 - Umi Sonkei;Roseshavethorns   N a m e : 「そんけい～うみ」「Sonkei~Umi」
A g e : 「十一」「Eleven」
H e i g h t : 「127 Centimeters」 「Four foot Two」
W e i g h t : 「Ninety Lbs」
P e r s o n a l i t y : 「Strength is something that I know I have. Not physical strength, but mental strength. I need it. Because I was the first one to come out of my mother's womb, I had to be strong for both my brother and I. But... I do have weaknesses, I'm scared of so many things. I don't know what I would do if my brother wasn't there to help me. It's scary just thinking about it. After my daddy passes away, I will be the leader of the Yukaza. It is something that I both look forward to and was trained to do. The way that my father runs the Yukaza now seems like they are afraid of something rather then a name that is to terrifying to utter. it should not be that way! Not after all the history of the Yukaza and the glory that we had to study as children. I will not be the daughter of someone who put shame to the Yukaza's family name!
My brother says that I should relax more. I like carrots, but I don't like eating them. They are pretty to look at and fed to the rabbits in our backyard. The gardener calls them pests, but I cry every time he kills one so he stopped killing them. I don't keep a pet rabbit in the house because Naosu doesn't seem to like them, but I have a stuffed animal bunny rabbit which I named Taki.」
S p e c i a l t i e s : 「her specialties are poisons and "Information gathering" -torture. While her brother has more of a knack to save life, she has more of a knack to take life. She is the person who will do and make sure that the job is done. Like her brother, she has to to be a Jill of all trades, but her favorite type of combat is med range to close range (normally the victim is already tied up; she doesn't normally have to fight). Though young, she is good at intimidation and giving out orders. Umi's Orders are orders that should be followed down to the very last dot. Though she is open to suggestions her plans are rarely questioned.」
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s :
「+PoisonsUmi carries around her poisons in all forms (Liquid, solid, powder, and occasionally gas)」
「+Uzi-Umi Doesn't mind using guns as much as her brother does. She always carries around extra ammunition when she is carrying around the gun.」
「+SaiUmi does not use these often, but just like Naosu was trained heavily on the Twin Blades, Umi was trained on the Sai.」
「+KusarigamaEfficent」
「+Seven Section chain whipElegant and deadly」
B a c k g r o u n d : 「I am my own person. I am not a puppet that can be pulled around by a weak organization. The Yukaza are strong, it is the leadership and the weaknesses in the leadership which bring us down. I was raised with no limitations except the limitations set by a weak father. I was only able to explore the world within the walls of the Yukaza's domain because my father was too weak to secure the area surrounding us for my brother and I to play in. We were kidnapped a few times and in the weakness my father negotiated to pay to have us back. It was pathetic really. I had to read about the greatness of the Yukaza and how no one would dare look into our eyes in the past, but now... Now it has all changed. The greatness that was is in the past. However, the children are the future. I hope that we can restore greatness of the Yukaza. The process will begin soon.
Naosu was always there in my life. I think he is the only person I can trust in my life. He is my other half and we don't have to really talk. I only wish that Naosu-kun was more calm around Taki so then I could have bunnies... But he seems to be afraid of them. Naosu protects me and makes sure that I'm happy. I like it when he plays his flute and violin. I could never play an instrument, but I did dance when I was younger. Naosu will never talk about playing the instruments, so don't tell him that I told okay? You understand right? I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you if you told... But I can't guarantee it.」
L i k e s :
「+Naosu」
「+Control」
「+Pomegranates」
「+Rabbits」
「+Ribbons」
D i s l i k e s :
「+Saw Dust」
「+Pandas」
「+People who are not Loyal and/or are Rude」
「+Stains and Tears on Clothes」
「+Tears」
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : 「猫」「Roseshavethorns」
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:47 am
Mrs. Smith - Kitsune Shizunito;L3MONH3AD Introducing : xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx N a m e : Kitsune Anzu Shizunito
A g e : I've been on this earth for nearly twenty three years baby.
H e i g h t : Whoever said that being five foot six was short?
W e i g h t : I told my friends that I was skinny so that they'd ignore the fact I'm really one hundred and thirty four pounds of muscle.
 P e r s o n a l i t y : You could spend your entire life trying to figure out who I am and never get it right. In reality, my moods change from day to day remain in the same genre of my personality; laid-back. For a mobster, I don't get much action anymore, so my hot headed ways have receded. I typically don’t talk to my comrades except for the handsome Mr. Smith, and even then, that is only on rare occasions when we’re in front of the boss. When I look at myself, I certainly see a woman with a purpose and goals and official manners, but when others look at me, they sometimes only see me for my body, and not my mind. They call me a temptress on lucky days, and on other days they say that I’m a bitchy cold-hearted beast. I won’t deny either of those charges, but they have to look past that hard exterior to know that I’m just intelligent and agile. I’ve got strong intentions, and I know that I should be shot for them, but don’t point the gun at my head just yet. I’ve got criminal looks, and that can get anyone anywhere under the right circumstances
S p e c i a l t i e s : When it comes to killing, ain't nobody better then me. I've got your typical sharp shooter talent, and baby when you put me in my natural habitat I'm better then the lions on the savannah. I've been given the role of Sniper, but that doesn't mean I can't rough and tumble with the boys. I've got a serious knack for knowledge, and if you ever noticed, my earing isn't just black obsidian. I've got good control over people, especially those men in the bars. They look so cute when they think they're getting a piece of this.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s : When I go out to the field, there are specific things that I won't leave behind. For instance, the guys at work gave me this M39 Enhanced Marksman Rifle so that I can actually call myself a sniper. However, I also have a Smith & Wesson Model 4506 handgun, a tantō blade with my family's name ingraved in the metal, a small but lethal Tessen or metal fan, and a tight and clean spool of that bloody steel wire that I love to use.
B a c k g r o u n d :
Back when things were simpler, my daddy and my mother decided to go for a business trip to Tokyo Japan. At first, the trip was everything it should have been, where the young couple did as they were told in their meetings and at night well, they did what most adults like to do in the bedroom. However, one late night my dad was dumb enough to go out for a midnight stroll. He wandered into a Hostess Bar, and made friends with the wrong sorts of people. These guys were tough, and they didn’t exactly look like the kind of people you’d want to make friends with. My poor Frenchman father took a ride with them back to the hotel, but wasn’t able to pay the price when they kicked him out. My father tried to ease off the beatings, but it didn’t do anything to stop them. The mobsters were cold hearted, and before they beat him to death, they dealt out his property. They started with my mother. She was ravishing, but, she was also mysteriously pregnant. My father had no choice but to give away his wife to save his life. That pitiful man let my mother and my small self to starve in the deserted streets of Tokyo, waiting to be taken in by anyone. It was those same mobsters that took in my mother, and in doing so, took me in too. With all the turmoil of childbearing and losing her husband, my poor mother’s heart gave out in the hospital. So, I was born without a real mother, but a pack of wolves to take care of me.
And take care of me they did.
As a child, they treated me in the same house as all the other main family children, putting me in a very good school, and helping me with my studies so that I could excel through the ranks later on. I was trained with the sword, and became a very prominent Kendo Star in High school; however, it was my love of the arts that won over many men that were from the ‘family’. I was always a little busty for the Asian population. Of course, I didn’t look like them and I had discolored eyes but, I was always a marvel at parties and always asked out on dates once I had come of age. It was here that I really started working my way into the dirty business of the Family. My ‘Father’ was actually one of the elders, and he always wanted me to be skilled in ancient and modern techniques. I had a good pair of eyes, and my elders used that to their advantage, using me to run dirty errands and point out the liars in a group of hoodlums. When I didn’t do my homework, I was at target practice or martial arts class. I learned how to fight and still look good, and I learned how to keep those dirty men in their places. When I was sixteen, I went on my first mission, and even then I knew that I was destined for something dirty and mature. I loved it. After that one taste, I was thrown into the ring of missions, and my name in the family became more popular. I became a respected woman, and when I graduated with high honors in my class, I went onto a good college to become a businesswoman. It was here in college that I met my new target. I could take down men like they were little reeds of grass. But this one was special. I thought he was very attractive, and on our first meeting, I understood that we had a…special connection.
I never expected him to be this special.
The truth was, despite how many men had come to suit me, none of them made it past the kiss on my hand. So when I thought I had a real chance at love with this boy, I didn’t exactly know what to do. I let him lead like a man should, but I always liked being the one to make decisions. We dated for about a month in college, and by the time that his birthday rolled around, I figured that my present for him would be the best. I readied myself for a night of something…adult, and slid into his dorm room. When he showed up, we got into our typical loving mood, and by the time we were both naked, I realized what kind of mistake I had made. He had tattoos all over his back, and he had them imprinted the patterns that my ‘family’ often did them. I had to ask, in order to find out that this man was a member of the clan, but because she wasn’t raised with all the other children she didn’t know him. We spent the rest of his birthday talking about who we really were.
Damn him.
So now I’m twenty three, living in a penthouse suite with Mr. Smith; the same man I almost lost it to. We returned to the family, we were paired up, and in that way, we clicked. He was the guts, I was the brains. He was the brawn, I was the beauty. I had a good eye, he had a good hand. This was how it was now. I worked with a good job and a good pay, and Mr. Smith had a similar situation. We’d go to work, we’d come home, we’d have dinner, we’d do missions occasionally, and then we’d sleep. I’m glad that this penthouse had rooms on opposite sides of the apartment. I slept in one bed, and he in the other. It would be this way so long as I could help it. Because we were valued as a team, we were forced to live together, and we were to be used only if the family was in peril. I guess that shows how elite we’ve become in our years of work. But, when he is hurt, and I am strong, I fight for him. We are a good team with good feelings. I am strong up close and far away, but I respect his style and let him be the bait.
But why does he have to look so good?
L i k e s : I've always had a liking for Champagne, Fast Cars, Missions with my Sniper Rifle, Dancing and partying, and last but not least; watching Mr. Smith sleep.
D i s l i k e s : These are the things I cannot stand. I hate immature children, most of my job, dealing with Mr. Smith's anxiety, Liars, and of course I hate whoever ratted out the family.
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : L3MONH3AD
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:49 am
Stitch - Mimiko Natski;inu-onee-chan  N a m e : I was born with a name and its Mimiko Natski
A g e : When I'm not lieing its been Twenty-two years alive
H e i g h t : When I'm at work with the family Five feet five inches without heels
W e i g h t : My friends say I'm way to skinny but really I am One hundred thirty
P e r s o n a l i t y : Mimiko is a smart girl with a jagged tongue, she is and has always been loyal to the family name. Her personality has always been different from person to person, she is very calm while she work even with the most gruelsom bodies. When she has to deal with the Smiths she seems a bit snippy or threating only because they seem to be there so much. The title Live Saver was given when she was young.
S p e c i a l t i e s : Mimiko has a great memory of the body growing up to fix everyone in her family. The name Live Saver wasn't a lie, bring back Mr. Smith numerous times and fixing up Mrs. Smith. She is great a intergations skills her time is about two to four minutes.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s : Mimiko never leaves her scapel at work and its saved her in many problems on the street. She also has her own set of special needles with all of the fun drugs to knock out a lion. Also a set of medical supplies to move around or to make house calls.
B a c k g r o u n d : From the time or even before Mimiko was born her family had already planned out her life to fix everyone in the clan. She was very younge when she was forced to help her father with one of her cousion from death. Something that should of been scaring only helped her get towards her mother and father's goal. While most kids played Mimi studied about the body and different ways to fix someone. During her childhood her mother went out on a solo misson and was returned to her father in seprate pieces it cause a deep break in her being close with mom.
She never cried over it like most people wanted her took, she was stronger then what her father thought was normal but it made her smarter. She quickly skipped grades going almost to collage before she turned fourteen. She meet Mrs. Smith during this time and was sent through a suprising friendship, she was taken to alot of parties thanks to Kitsune, though it was a short lived friendship seeing as Mimiko was out of school at such a young age. She worked her way into the medical field taking over where her father left off. She was already well known around the hospital because of her father's reasonable shoves towards the career path. She helped many doctors bring back to life even the most lost case. While working at the hospitals she was tested from her family getting the infamous Mr. Smith to work on, she didn't understand how a man get hurt so much. She has had many adtempts on her life by which she to care of herself of with the help of Mrs. Smith.
L i k e s :
- Her books
-Sweet foods
-Scapel
-Home
-Bring people back to life.
D i s l i k e s :
-Bitter things
-Her father
-People against her family
-Idiots
-Sleepless nights
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : inu-onee-chan
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:50 am
The Duchess - Nagato Kyosei;katsumi_hakubi 
A g e : People think I'm lying when I say I'm twenty-four
H e i g h t : 167 cm; 5'5''
W e i g h t : Not bad for someone who mostly sits all day... 54 kilos; 120 lbs
P e r s o n a l i t y : Ever heard the expression 'Cool as a cucumber'...? Well that's me. Calm, collected, and organized. Just like my money. I don't like getting the run-around; it tests my patience. I may have a lot of it, but I don't like to feel it slip away... I strongly suggest you do things my way. It makes things easier on both our halves. Am I a wicked woman? Perhaps. It all depends on your cooperation. I could be the charming bank teller who helps balance your savings... Or I could be that ice-cold b***h who denied that one last loan you needed before your home was foreclosed. Honestly, just give me what I want. I'm generally nice about having my way. Generally.
The only time I'm really candy-sweet is when I'm around my family. Not my blood family -- the Yakuza.
I can admit that of the 7 sins, I'm definitely Vanity. I'm the Duchess after all. Spoil me, I deserve to be.
S p e c i a l t i e s : If it isn't obvious already... I'm an expert at getting what I want, how I want it. It helps to have always been a daddy's girl; lots of practice. I'm also fluent in English, Cantonese, Italian, and Russian. I have several outside mafia members wrapped around my fingers because of my well educated tongue... Especially the Yakuza's rival Triad. It's risky, but it's a big help whenever the family has some financial hiccups. Extortion, black mail, and adultery are my favorite ways to crank out what I need, and no, I have no shame in any of it. Family always comes first.
I have some shares in all the right stocks... It's got nothing to do with being business-smart (although I have that, and it helps too), but rather I'm just incredibly lucky. It's been suggested I ought to start gambling... But I leave those sorts of things to the more gung-ho members of the family. I also throw marvelous galas to promote causes that don't exist. It's one of the easiest ways to get rich morons to donate money, and then sick some paparazzi to get tabloid-worthy photos in their drunkenness.
I used to be a wu shu champion before I hit puberty. I may be a little rusty at it, but I'm certain I could still pull off a few fancy tricks.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s :
Letter Opener- An easy weapon to conceal, since it's not often considered one. I normally use it for its actual purpose... But it makes for a handy little knife when I'm caught off-guard, or when I don't feel too cruel during a torture interrogation.
Beretta Px4 Storm- Always on hand considering how light it is. I keep it tucked away in my purse with one extra clip of ammunition. Just in case. Typically I just use it for intimidation, or execution shots. Right between the eyes.
Wakizashi- I actually get upset over a single broken nail, but that's the least of my worries if I'm forced to use my wakizashi. I'd say I'm above mediocre with it.
Tommy gun- Saved for when I'm REALLY in a bad mood. I mow down my victims with this baby and leave nothing but human confetti. I own three, and stow them away in the most convenient places: my office, my home, and my car.
B a c k g r o u n d : Simple family, simple upbringing... Daddy was a well off enough businessman to never really have time for his precious princess. As such, anything I wanted, he'd give to me after guilting the daylights out of him for never being there. Mother was a terrifying body builder, which is how I found myself enrolled in wu shu. I didn't want to end up all buffed and muscled out like her though. I believed that females should be delicate and pampered... But with the way I was turning out, no boy would ever look at me twice.
I dropped out of wu shu when the floodgates of womanhood finally hit me, and started studying business like Daddy worked in. If no boy was going to spoil me aside from him, then I'd have to learn how to spoil myself. I was always good with numbers, and with Daddy's connections, I got an internship while still in high school. Mother finally passed away from her irregular heart, and I was free to dress how I wanted. It felt good to turn a few heads; I actually have to thank that woman for giving me the toned body that I do have now, and these great legs.
Apparently, Daddy was dealing with some Yakuza money and lost a lot of it... When they took everything he had, he was STILL in debt, and ran to me for help. How could I say no to the first man who'd spoil me? I offered myself to help pay off the debt and requested a certain sum amount to be placed in my care. Some months later, they were repaid and Daddy was free to live normally again. They were impressed with the way I handled money so well, and offered me a job within the REAL family. The perks and select types of men I'd heard about always did hold my interest, so I happily took the position and have been taking care of financial business since.
I've never been more happy to serve such a thrilling group of people.
L i k e s :
** Attention from the opposite sex
** Money
** Tangerines
** Dancing the tango
** Getting her way
D i s l i k e s :
** People who beat-around-the-bush
** Traitors/snitches/double agents
** Jealous women
** Jeans (I always wear some form of skirt)
** Telemarketers
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : Katsumi_Hakubi
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:54 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:55 am
Thing 2 -Naosu Sonkei;Roseshavethorns  N a m e : 「そんけい～なおす」「Sonkei~Naosu」
A g e : 「十一」「Eleven」
H e i g h t : 「127 Centimeters」 「Four foot Two」
W e i g h t : 「Ninety Lbs」
P e r s o n a l i t y : 「Naosu is much more passive then his sister, but by no means a pushover. He tends to be the quiet one lurking about in a corner and formulating the plan. If you ask him what he would want or what he would like to do, he could take hours trying to figure out what he wants or push the responsibility on another person. In a sense, he is his sister's other half, he is the very passive side to her aggressive side. He is her calming side and is the only one that could bring her down from being angry or make her happy when she is sad. Naosu is like his sister's keeper, he makes sure that she is safe and that no one will hurt her.」
S p e c i a l t i e s :
「He's specialty is the nervous system as well as the arteries. When he was younger, he always had a knack for trying to protect his sister and trying to bandage her wounds both mental and physical. So when he speaks he has the tendency to soothe instead of strike fear. He wants to be able to one day be able to take care of surgical things, but for now he can do a decent amount for a small boy. Suturing is a skill which Naosu picked up because of his interests and he is able to properly and efficiently suture. He has stitched up Taki on a few occasions and he is able to use a needle and inject people correctly (on the basis of the amount and the position). Because of this, he tends to carry around bandages just in case someone needs to be tended to.
He's second specialty is finding information and making sense of it. though he normally does this with his sister (Umi has the tendency to refine the plans and set them into motion) he could find anything about anyone but at the same time does not like to pry and use the information against the person. He is a good -almost natural- strategist like his sister.
The last thing that both Sonkei children excel at is self-defense. They both learned how to handle a kidnapping situation among many other situations when they could figure out how to crawl.」
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s :
「-Scalpel 「To either help or hurt, Naosu can use these like throwing knives.」」
「-8-shot Magnum -He hates using guns and only uses it in dire situations.」
「-Twin BladesThese could double up as a staff.」
「-Ditch Grenades and regular grenades. With the ditch grenades, Naosu is able to fill them up with random mixtures which may or may not work.」
「-Emei DaggersMore fun to play with then they are actually used.」
B a c k g r o u n d : 「Naosu was born the second of the Sonkei twins. The family name itself means respect; a trait that was drilled into Naosu ever since he was a child and he has forever adhered to it. Naosu was given his name to be a remedy to his sister. Though they are twins their eyes are very different. Even at birth Naosu's eyes were more calm giving him his name of healing and remedies. Growing up, Naosu was the typical Yukaza child, he was taught the ways of the weapons and was encouraged to further pursue one that he saw enticing.
Naosu also found a liking to books and soon found himself reading about the managing and the marketing of the Yukaza. Throughout his childhood all he could remember was studying and spending time with Umi. Umi was also leading the way on their expeditions in the house. Umi was the one who always got into trouble and though Umi never asked him to, Naosu found himself stepping up and taking the blame for both of them. However, they were never really ever in trouble.
Aside from the fact they they always had escorts, they were raised like any normal children. Both had only been kidnapped five times throughout the younger years of their childhood.」
L i k e s :
「-Umi」
「-Thinking」
「-Apples」
「-Helping」
「-Creating or saving」
D i s l i k e s :
「-Bunnies」
「-Scary People」
「-Smell of Garlic and Onion (And too much used in cooking)」
「-Really bright days」
「-Hot Water」
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : 「猫」「Roseshavethorns」
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:58 am
Mr. Smith - Agito Kajiura;AramilRose 
A g e : I have been thinking for Twenty-four long years
H e i g h t : I tower a impressive Five foot Ten
W e i g h t : Because I have to eat I weigh One hundred and sixty three pounds
P e r s o n a l i t y : His eyes are always looking past your skin to see what exactly makes you tick. Willing to say or do anything as long as it will help him get the job at hand finished. He enjoys a good job for the family but will only work with Mrs. Smith, even though he does not trust her around the house he would never wish to have anyone other then her with him in the field.
S p e c i a l t i e s : Among the other families he is often referred to as the beast due to his some times animalistic habits when fighting up close. He has killed many other so called yukaza with an assortment of items, often using his environment before pulling out anything he brought with him. He only ever things a fight was a good one if his opponents blood is somewhere splashed on his body during the fight. He is the perfect killing machine as long as you are with in two arms lengths. He never gives up on the hunt until his target is laying at his feet.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s : His favorite gun which he has on him at all times no matter what is his Walther P38 Pistol, having used it since he was a young boy allowing him to know exactly how it fires every time. Along with that he carries at least two butter fly knives some where on his body, he and Mrs. Smith are the only people who know where he hides them. When he needs fire power and does not need to hide his weapon he often picks the Sten gun mark-2 known for its quick bursts and accurate firing, able to wipe out an entire family with one pull of the trigger. If that did not get the job done he will often toss a few Ceramic Grenades into the room with his targets hoping to rip them apart before he pulls out his Sai to finish the job up close and personal, his favorite type of kill.
B a c k g r o u n d :
Ever since he was born Agito had been looked down on, but it was not his fault that he had it so hard in the family. His father had once put the family in danger, telling one of the other big families about where they lived and did their bisness. The months after that were bloody almost cutting their numbers in half. Hid father was taken out for a drive one cold winter night and never came home from it. It took his mother a great deal of pleding to be able to stay with the family after that.
When he was born he was treated as if he was a non family member, they told his mother that he would have to earn his way into the family after coming from such a dog as his father. So they sent him to the worst of school, when he was younger. Wanting to test his will to go on, coming home after school often with cuts from the days fights in the playgrounds. It was not until high school when they started to trust him, sending him on missions that often were thought to be suicide missions, but no matter what he had to do he always came home that night with what ever object the family wished to have. When in high school he became a wrestler to hone his skills in grappling and close quarters combat getting kicked off his schools team after having broken another kids leg before the match even started.
He calmed down and learned to control his anger good enough in his last year of high school to get into a good collage for Bissness his family shoving the idea on him. Thats when he met her. He smiled when ever he was round her. Something he rarely did when he was out in public. dating her for a good month or so until his birthday that year. Just before they started she noticed the marks on his back telling them that they were in the same clan. They spent the rest of the night talking to each other learning the truths they had kept from each other.
They Now live with one and other in a penthouse in city not to far from the clan grounds. There relationship much different then it was back when they first met, but he is still willing to take a bullet for her as he has done already a few times.
L i k e s :
+Drinking
+The Smell of Gun Smoke
+Eating out
+Sushi (macrol is his favorite)
+Rope
D i s l i k e s :
-Drugs
-Eating at home with Mrs.Smith
-Western Music
-rats
-Clutter
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : AramilRose
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:59 am
Mr. Poker Face - Richard Statham;|| Bayne || 
N a m e :
Richard Statham
A g e :
Thirty-three
H e i g h t :
Five feet; Ten inches
W e i g h t :
One hundred and seventy-five pounds
P e r s o n a l i t y :
Richard is an inherently suave and womanizing person. He's exceptionally keen at managing information and on top of a photographic memory, unbelievable math skills, a love for Meth, LSD and Cocaine and grand criminal tendencies, the man is one of the most desired insider criminals in America. Good thing he's been with the Yakuza for 13 years on account of his unusually dogged loyalty, ability to turn over small fortunes in gambling, and skill with reconnaissance. He is very confident, and when it comes to trouble he does his best to be a smooth operator.
S p e c i a l t i e s :
Fluent in English; Japanese; French. The best card counter in Japan, and arguably in Asia. He's a brutal street fighter with no qualms about getting bloody, but he's not very composed. He's learned in all data collection protocol, from wire tapping and lip reading to simply sizing up a person (a perk he picked up from being a master gambler). He's also got serious skills at breaking and entering. He's street wise - has connections throughout Tokyo and ears everywhere looking for drugs, gambling and anything that might put a thorn in the Yakuza's side.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s :
Richard's a gun fanatic, but not particularly skilled with them. His favorite, without question, is a Desert Eagle .50. He treats it like it's his child, and even has the Ace of Spades embossed along the top of the barrel in gold.
B a c k g r o u n d :
Richard was born in Louisiana to an English father and American mother. His father, being another avid gambler, taught him everything there was to know about gambling. The one thing that he lacked Richard had, which was a genius level of mathematical knowledge. By the time he was 18, gangsters across the country wanted him dead, and he became notorious for swindling colossal amounts of money off of people. Under threat of death, Richard left America for Japan.
There, he immediately fell in love with the criminal underworld. His love of drugs, money and being in the inner circle immediately attracted him to the Yakuza, who initially rejected him and nearly killed him for being an American. However, his dogged approach and undisputed abilities led them to bring him into the family, hesitantly at first, and now openly embraced. He's considered a trustworthy man, but utterly reckless. He likes it that way.
L i k e s :
LSD, Asian Women, Seven Card Stud, Black Jack, and the perks of being in the Yakuza
D i s l i k e s :
Cops, Snitches, Backstabbers, Americans, and Puppies
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s :
ll Bayne ll
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 2:02 am
The Rookie - Hisoka Satou;Schone Krimi
N a m e : ノ Hisoka Satou ヽ
A g e : ノ S З V З N T З З N ヽ
H e i g h t : ノ Five Foot, Eight Inches ヽ
W e i g h t : ノ One Hundred and sixteen pounds ヽ
P e r s o n a l i t y : ノ Hisoka is both immature and very responsible at the same time. He will easily listen to orders, but he will mentally complain about how unfair they are the whole time he does it. His way of doing the chore he doesn’t want to do is by doing it much slower than he really could. That’s his rebellion. However, if you give him something that he things is really worth it, he will get it done and be enthusiastic about it and even think that you are the best person in the world—for like, five minutes until you give him something lame to do once more.
He is much like a teenager in his mood-switches—and is hypocritical. As much as he dislikes organization for the whole purpose it makes things harder if everything ISN’T laying out, so he keeps his living space a completely mess—though he knows where absolutely everything is. Well… mostly. Hisoka is usually very good at keeping things to himself, but his temper is like this little bubble that when you poke it too much it will just explode and he will do and say things that he knows he will regret later, but it becomes an ‘out of body’ experience and he just can’t stop himself. So after he loses his anger, you can often find him moping like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs while he works and does everything asked of him without complaining. ヽ
S p e c i a l t i e s : ノ Ever since he was a child, he had a keen sense of observation. It almost pushes on OCD sometimes when he noticed things like a small amount of dirt of a finger print—or an unzipped fly the moment someone comes in. He can quickly come up with a theory for a situation and it is usually correct—when he really wants to. Also, he leanrs quickly in new situations. He may not be the top dog of anything like dealing or killing, but if you toss him a weapon and he has someone to watch for a number of seconds he’ll be able to copy a style of fighting or learn how to hack a computer. It all has to do with his over-active analyzing powers. ヽ
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s :
ノ Cestus; Hisoka favors close combat because he is confident in his speed and thus, enjoy’s wearing cestus which are like gloves that go up to about the elbow made out of fabric until the first where there is flexible, but strong metal. They can be compared to iron knuckles, but the look much cleaner and can be worn easily without looking silly or too out of place.
Poison Jouhyou; These are small darts with specially picked types of poison on them, differing for the situation. Attached to the small darts are razor sharp wires that are even more invisible. It’s comparable to fishing string, but much stronger and sharper when it is straightened. However, it becomes completely useless if it sags at all.
Bolas; This is a throwing weapon used to capture animals or people by entangling their legs—though it can be thrown around their torso. It has short 2-3 meter ropes and round weights tied at each end so when it wraps, it locks.
L96 Sniper Rifle; It keeps him back out of the danger of the front lines, but it allows him to pick people off with his precise aim. In a way; it also makes it easier to attack without consequence of being where he wasn’t supposed to since he can be at a distance.
Tableware; Hisoka grew up in the kitchen, so it’s no surprise that he started to play with silverware, first spinning it between his fingers and then gaining the aim to throw it and have it stick. Normally he will through forks and knives—spoons are reserved for deflecting things or smashing hard into someone’s hand to disable it or get something out of the hand. This is also effect because no on ever suspects silverware to be used to fight with. So it’s pretty under the scope. ヽ
B a c k g r o u n d : ノ Hisoka had absolutely no involvement with the yakuza for a long time; but his family around him absolutely did. Hisoka’s father owned a small café, that’s where he met Hisoka’s mother. They hit it off and she would come in every day, sometimes she’d bring her brother and he’d bring various other people, especially near closing time. These people were usually part of the yakuza. His mother’s brother was part of an active family, and Hisoka’s father only learned this after they were married, however, involvement didn’t start there… The involvement began after Hisoka’s mother passed away as she gave birth to her one and only son. The bills piled up for both the funeral and for the café. There was absolutely no way that Hisoka’s father knew that he could do this, and then his brother-in-law approached him privately, and so started his involvement with the yakuza.
Hisoka’s uncle frequented the little café more often after that. As soon as he was old enough, Hisoka started to help out in the café and would see his uncle as well as the people who came in looking for him or picking something up. Hisoka had amazing observation skills and every time he would watch them. His father always said there was nothing special about them as he tried to keep his kid from getting involved with the yakuza like he was and Hisoka pretended that he didn’t notice anything at all just so he would not get into trouble. However, everything that Hisoka knew was only theories and speculations. All of it was proven the day he heard his father was shot in some kind of fight that was breaking out.
Hisoka was just newly sixteen at the time; and his uncle approached him with a deal. If Hisoka didn’t take it, then he would have been sent to a foster family and the shop would be indefinitely shut down. Hisoka quickly jumped into agreement, being as naïve as he was, without reading between any of the lines. Hisoka was not exactly adopt, but he was put to work immediately. He wasn’t thrown into the middle of fighting, somehow, they were not that cruel, though Hisoka would tell you otherwise. In a way, he had been given to the twins who were the children of the head of the family. He had become something of a plaything for them and from the beginning Hisoka understood that he couldn’t really argue with them, though he always had inward battles because of the disagreement he always fought with when they told him what to do.
Hisoka hated it—he wanted to be out there like everyone else. He even thought about how his father was shot and came to think that even HE was out there on the front lines with everyone and wasn’t just some stupid gopher—a term he preferred much more than ‘play thing’.
It felt like everyone was disrespecting him and underestimating him just because he was—because he was Hisoka. His age had nothing to do with it, he realized considering how they all treated the twins who were much younger than him. Now it’s a year later, and he’s still trying to work his way up the latter to get the respect he deserves, however, with Hisoka’s personality, there is possibly something that’s keeping him where he is at… ヽ
L i k e s : ノ Cooking, Cats, Action, Information, Respect. ヽ
D i s l i k e s : ノ Being Left Out, Under-Estimation, Smoke, Microwave food(it’s disgraceful!), and Organization(in a room setting). ヽ
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : ノ Schone Krimi ヽ
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 2:04 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 2:05 am
The Photographer- Aya Yasu;midnight-mystic-dragon 
A g e : ( twenty-eight)
H e i g h t : (170.18cm = five feet seven inches)
W e i g h t : (58.06kg = 128lbs)
P e r s o n a l i t y : (A meek person obsessed about art. Any medium will do as long as she can continue working with the many mediums available in the world. As such, Aya is a workaholic not much in tune with the people around her. She shys away from interacting with society in order to photograph the world or in some cases paint or draw them. Her obsession with pursuing art led her to ignore how gorey the subject could be making her an excellent government agent. She is a puppet; the government pays her to photograph/paint/draw some of the gorriest scenes and victims to archive the most worrisome mishaps.)
S p e c i a l t i e s : (Aya's only specialty was her art. She could sculpt. She could paint. She could draw. And best of all she could photograph the most breath-taking scenes; though due to her government job, these photos were fairly rare. Most of Aya's work as of late were of gruesome scenes, but they still held an artist's perception that allowed her audience to stare without being entirely grossed out.)
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s : (A gun for protection, but other than that, Aya often used a Canon Rebel XTI with various lens, a 8B pencil, watercolor pencils, and various paintbrushes)
B a c k g r o u n d : (In high school, Aya was always found in the art room. Her friends, family and teachers all believed she could survive as and artist. For her, it was just a huge compliment. Some of her friends even thought she would be a better artist than Yoshitaka Amano, the artist who inspired the Final Fantasy series.
(In college, Aya Yasu took many art classes. Although she wasn't really expecting to get a job in art, she believed that if nothing else, she could improve. Most of Aya's teachers believed she had raw talent and were willing to help her develop that potential into real talent (thus the reason she dipped into so many different mediums and was willing to try other mediums she had never even heard of before). She graduated with a major in Art and many job offerings, both pertaining to art and others not. At the time, the government offered the most interesting and well paying job she could get. Since then, she has never left--she never felt the need to.
(After a few jobs with the government, Aya meet a young boy at a crime scene. He was staring at the body when she saw him. Worried for the young boy (because he didn't appear to be disgusted by the body), she began talking with him. She gave him her business card, and they became acquaintances. Since then, Aya has been working less and less with the government and more with the yukaza for that boy was Naosu.)
L i k e s : (photos, tranquility, quiet, purple flowers, and good artwork)
D i s l i k e s : (pests, bad art, cocky artists, disruptions, and acrylic paint)
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : (midnight-mystic-dragon)
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 2:07 am
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