Name: Maryuko (Yuko)
Gender: Male
Race: Winged-Feline Magical Animal
Partner: None Yet
Weapon/Magic/Animal Style: His weapon is a Revolver called Fairies Dust, it is a normal revolver, a bit of a fancy design but something anyone would be able to buy. By using his magic, he's able to alter the bullets when he places them inside the gun. For example, one bullet could be a Goo Bullet, meant to stick a enemy to a wall while the next could be a rocket bullet, that when shot changes into a rocket. He has six shots must make the magic choice when loading the weapon. It has a large variety however he can not make auto locking bullets, nor black hole bullets. He refuses to kill anyone with his gun. In his human form he is able to hide his wings but not his tail or ears. Able to talk in his cat form. He is also highly skilled at Gun Fu or Gun Kata
Age: 22
Alliance: Neutral
Description: >>>>> Human and Animal Form
History: Maryuko was an average black cat that hung around witches in his youth. He was a rather clumsy cat and often left a mess where ever he went. One night when a group of witches got together to brew a powerful potion, which they said could very well kill Death himself. When they were almost through Maryuko came in, slipping on some spilled bat's blood, crashed into the large cauldron. This caused the potion to spill all over him and into a drain. This turned him from a normal black cat into a winged cat as well as into a magical animal. Due to them not completing the potion and they missing a vital component, a tear from there intended victim. The recipe for the potion was destroyed..
The witches were so angry at him they began to cast spell after spell at him. Due to his small size and quick moving he was able to doge the spells. As he passed over a vial a bit of his magic leaked into it and when he knocked it over it sent a explosion towards the witches. Killing them. Maryuko was so depressed about what he had done and couldn't forgive himself for doing such a thing. He vowed never to kill again and to use the last of the witches belongings that were in the house to help people. Be they witches or even Death.
After spending many years learning about his powers and that he could take human shape, he began to use a revolver called, Fairies Dust. He began searching for people to help and then, hearing rumors of Death City he headed that way. Hoping he could be of help to someone. (He could be considered good but I've labeled him as Neutral as he will help anyone, good or evil )
Personality: At times timid but rather kind. He is a cluts at times often tripping over nothing. Though really he has infinity mercy and warmth, believing that peace isn't so far off and that everyone can love on another. He considers himself a pacifist even if it doesn't seem like it at times. His catchphrase is, "Can't we get along" often said as he's running from attacks.
Orientation & Lover: Straight
