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Name: Hiromasa Kyo
Age: 24
Height: 6’5”
Weight: 265
Body: slim athletic body (he only did what his training demanded nothing more)
Hair: Black and shaggy shoulders length
Description: Hiromasa wasn’t a natural born Japanese Man in fact his parents migrated from America to japan for his father’s work. Hiromasa’s parents seen fit that he gets a proper Japanese name when he was born to help him fit in with the other children. He was drafted at an early age to fight in the Great War do to his natural abilities with all the weapons they used (Katana, Bow, Staff, Spear) as well as Hand to hand combat. His drill instructor fought hard to get Hiromasa into the front line as a samurai. Even though he wasn’t of samurai lineage or even full blooded Japanese man they eventually found out that he could handle himself better after boot camp than most seasoned vet ever dreamed of.
Hiromasa happily returned home when his time was up so that his mother would stop worrying about his safety and finally be at peace. Only to find his mother slain in the master bedroom and his father tied to a tree kill from a technique called “Death from a thousand cuts” the Shanobi and interrogation squads usually used to either extract info on someone. Hiromasa collected mementos from his parents’ home and left to rejoin as a permanent soldier. He began to become reckless as time passed and gained a scar the length of his bottom eye on his left side and a scar that starts at where his ear met his head then stops at half way down it fallowed his jaw lin. He also got a few POW tattoos they are two dark blue bands on his wrists and ankles he has more tattoos to incorporate them as the design the tattoos are dragons wrapping their way down his arms and legs among a few only he can see or a woman if he could find on.
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Hironasa walks the street wearing what looks like a red button. up shirt and a black under shirt and black shorts with read stitching.Hiromasa walks in front of an Izakaya it was a bustling place not his usual place but he didn’t care he was hungry and a few drinks couldn’t hurt. He walks in and hears from a guard droid standing at the door “No weapons aloud sir… plus you won’t need the swords it’s a place of fun and celebration.” Hiromasa looks at the droid from the corner of his eyes and says “better robots than you have tried to take them and I cut every one of them to metal ribbons so try if you want to stop functioning.” The owner of the bar told the droid to stop pestering a war vet and that he deserves to wear them where ever he wants. Hiromasa walk over to the bar and orders a bowl of sea food Ramen, some sake. He walks over to a table that gave him a complete view of the room he hated having his back exposed.
Age: 24
Height: 6’5”
Weight: 265
Body: slim athletic body (he only did what his training demanded nothing more)
Hair: Black and shaggy shoulders length
Description: Hiromasa wasn’t a natural born Japanese Man in fact his parents migrated from America to japan for his father’s work. Hiromasa’s parents seen fit that he gets a proper Japanese name when he was born to help him fit in with the other children. He was drafted at an early age to fight in the Great War do to his natural abilities with all the weapons they used (Katana, Bow, Staff, Spear) as well as Hand to hand combat. His drill instructor fought hard to get Hiromasa into the front line as a samurai. Even though he wasn’t of samurai lineage or even full blooded Japanese man they eventually found out that he could handle himself better after boot camp than most seasoned vet ever dreamed of.
Hiromasa happily returned home when his time was up so that his mother would stop worrying about his safety and finally be at peace. Only to find his mother slain in the master bedroom and his father tied to a tree kill from a technique called “Death from a thousand cuts” the Shanobi and interrogation squads usually used to either extract info on someone. Hiromasa collected mementos from his parents’ home and left to rejoin as a permanent soldier. He began to become reckless as time passed and gained a scar the length of his bottom eye on his left side and a scar that starts at where his ear met his head then stops at half way down it fallowed his jaw lin. He also got a few POW tattoos they are two dark blue bands on his wrists and ankles he has more tattoos to incorporate them as the design the tattoos are dragons wrapping their way down his arms and legs among a few only he can see or a woman if he could find on.
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Hironasa walks the street wearing what looks like a red button. up shirt and a black under shirt and black shorts with read stitching.Hiromasa walks in front of an Izakaya it was a bustling place not his usual place but he didn’t care he was hungry and a few drinks couldn’t hurt. He walks in and hears from a guard droid standing at the door “No weapons aloud sir… plus you won’t need the swords it’s a place of fun and celebration.” Hiromasa looks at the droid from the corner of his eyes and says “better robots than you have tried to take them and I cut every one of them to metal ribbons so try if you want to stop functioning.” The owner of the bar told the droid to stop pestering a war vet and that he deserves to wear them where ever he wants. Hiromasa walk over to the bar and orders a bowl of sea food Ramen, some sake. He walks over to a table that gave him a complete view of the room he hated having his back exposed.
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