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Description

A young and reckless dog beast from the city of kyoto, kind and simple his friends keep him on track when he gets lost as he works to protect the city with the U.K.P.C
Personality
A little simple but very focused most of the time Goko is friendly among those he knows and even befriended a criminal after a building collapsed trapping the two together. For people he doesn't know however Goko is a little to eager to give someone a little extra beauty sleep and often gets himself in trouble for it. He has little common sense when it comes to firearms and always forgets to check things first, he was even given a counter for number of days he'd gone without shooting himself in the foot. He tries to be generous even though he's relatively poor from only recently getting off the streets and has a reputation among the other people in the lot where he used to live.
Equipment
Goko hasn't much to his person but has two well kept sets of clothes, his gun and his backpack to his person. His gun is an English made revolver with a shortened collapsible stock and modified barrel to make it lighter to accommodate both his short arm span and his preference for anaesthetic darts over lethal bullets, it also has a rail on the bottom for a flash light for night time missions and laser sight in day time missions.
His backpack contains enough supplies for him to stay alive in emergencies and also has his dedication medal that he received for being the youngest officer to complete a mission solo, albeit by chance as his team had been knocked out in a car crash on the way to the site.
History
Goko suffers from amnesia and so cannot remember anything that happened before the day he woke up in Kyoto. He spent two years as a travelling merchant and bugged the Unofficial Kyoto Police Company for two years until getting a job in a sly deal from it's owner Kegan that saved the residents of his old home from eviction and was hired as their second beast and youngest member at 17, he proved himself by completing a mission solo and was allowed to carry his favourite side-arm at all times. After a multidimensional rift opened he got transferred to wing city in an experiment in long distance operation from headquarters.
was becoming agitated again, his radio had been going off non-stop with static for the last couple hours and it was doing his head in. he fiddled with it, trying to turn it off as he walked into a random bar, he'd run out of suppliess and need a drink and it meant he could misplace his radio again since he was bad for keeping an eye on his belongings back in his own reality.
This bar in particular seemed empty, it probably had something to do with the thudding he heard nearby on his way but it wasn't his business so he left the people alone. Taking a seat by the bar he dropped his radio into his back and pulled off his badge as he didn't need to display at the moment. No one seemed to around though. He heard people talking nearby who seemed frantic but he was feeling too exhausted to do anything. Shivering he pulled his coat tighter it almost felt cold. like something or someone wasn't right in the building.
Goko yawned. "This is a really quiet, not like Murry's" He said, feeling tired as he was hadn't proved good in the past and now he swore he heard someone say kill, it was likely in joke but he moved his hand towards his revolver just in case he'd walked into an underground bar, a little beauty sleep always did do people good.
Goko began playing with his gun to distract himself while he waited for service. He checked everything was still working and that it had darts in but what he didn't count on was it misfiring. A loud crack and a dart went flying in a random direction near the stairs, a bottle could be heard smashing as the dart knocked it over. Goko looked around his peripheral vision to see if he'd drawn attention, the last thing he wanted was to be confused with a robber of some kind.
Goko was half asleep when something shattered next to him "Gya, God!" he yelled in fright, trying to fire his gun again. It was a good thing it was single action or he might have poisoned the woman who'd seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
Goko blinked as the woman had simply ignored him, he was amazed as it took lots of guts to look the other way when someone was pointing a gun at you. "err... excuse me, miss?" he tried to address Stranger of Squad Zero, all though he wasn't feeling too up to trying to wrap his mind teleportation he had to as how she managed it.
Goko took a deep breath, he was feeling a little nervous now. "how did you do that teleporting thing? I'm not asking for anything technical just, what did you use?" he asked feeling his ears burn as they stuck down to his scalp, he hadn't felt embarrassed since he last shot himself.
Goko had to try and not laugh "there's no such thing as magic, please stop teasing me" he begged. He also cocked his revolver idly and when he noticed he could feel a nap coming on soon if he wasn't careful. "one minute" he said as he replaced the missing dart. "this thing's faulty I think." he explained, it was likely his poor maintenance was to blame though. "So you were saying?" he asked again, hoping he'd misheard her.
Goko was freezing as he walked into the bar, he'd gotten used to the torrential rains back home but it was always warm and humid as well, this place was just cold. taking a seat he let out a heavy sigh, after working a beat all day in the quietest part of the city he was exhausted and all the different laws he had to learn as well as the difference in law systems had drained his mind. He ordered some water since he detested alcohol scanned the room. there were things here he'd never seen before but it was to be expected after you cross an inter-dimensional rift.
Goko felt like he was being watched, "oh what's the time" he mumbled as he gripped the handle of his revolver. After a quick look around he saw Occult Impala staring in his direction. "what an odd looking man" he thought to himself, "Can I help you?" the beast asked keeping his hand on his gun.
Goko tried to act taken aback, "Gun no! I protect people daily, no I'm just fond of pocket watches is all" he lied. "and besides why would I want you, you've not done anything to me after" the beast tried to explain. he had to admit though, this world had him worried he might get charred blacker than his fur some day.
Goko felt trapped for a moment until he thought of another lie to tell, "well it's" he gave a pause fro a few seconds "oh dear, it's uh broken, I must have landed on it when I fell over before" he lied again, trying to look embarrassed. He never knew he had such a silver tongue in his mouth.
Goko was blocked at the door of the bar by a mysterious man in costume. "You don't mind moving do you? and by the way your more likely to scare people than save them" he remarked coldly. Today had been a bad day for him, he'd been beaten, shot at and almost run over whilst only on his beat, he was wishing HQ could fix their temporal device and get him back home.
Goko was blocked at the door of the bar by a mysterious man in costume. "You don't mind moving do you? and by the way your more likely to scare people than save them" he remarked coldly. Today had been a bad day for him, he'd been beaten, shot at and almost run over whilst only on his beat, he was wishing HQ could fix their temporal device and get him back home.
was knocked over and hit the floor with a thud, "Gah! watch where your going!" he bellowed as the odd man rushed out, he wished he could arrest him for something but he'd lost his ID badge and couldn't prove he had any authority. Picking himself up he sat at the bar and ordered some beer, He'd actually never had beer and felt like trying it.
his attention was diverted by the smell of blood, somehow he hadn't noticed that a woman had collapsed. He hopped off his stool and prodded her head with his foot paw. "uh... are you okay?" he asked with worry in his voice, He didn't know first aid to help her, all he had in his first aid pack was some bandages and pain-killers.
, not being shy of unorthodox actions nor of not actually thinking got an idea for waking the girl, He grabbed the beer that he'd previously ordered and dumped it over her head, he knew water shock could wake people up.
felt himself begin to fume and his mind go away, he didn't like it when things had no effect what-so-ever, it made him feel like a ghost. By now the simpler part of his mind had kicked in and was telling him to dump more stuff on the girl and so without any thought processes at all to stop him He repeated his actions with water, wine, soup and lastly his First aid pack. "Come on... just wake up already" He half barked.
Goko Gave up and began softly shaking the woman while telling her to wake up, "c'mon your harder to wake up than I am on Saturdays, Be your awful on Saturday?" His mind wandered and he began rambling and talking whilst still shaking the woman. It was lucky he probably couldn't cause her bleeding of the brain.
Goko took the forceful knock to the head full on, He fell back with an almost deafening yelp and automatically drew his revolver, it was also lucky he'd forgot to load it as the hammer went off while it was pointed at his foot. Shaking it off Goko felt a little odd, on the upside the knock had returned his normal thought patterns. He rushed to his feet and over to the woman whilst huffing, the fall had somehow winded him "uh... are you all right?" He asked, catching his breath.
Goko 's ears went from flat against his head to standing from the sudden shock so quick it was a surprise they didn't rip off. "W-wait I'm with the police! well I was, I'm sort of lost now but I'm working on it." He explained whilst not realising it was pointless babble. "At least your awake" he said, taking a slightly more submissive stance, no matter how hard he tried he was always dominated by females since he couldn't bring them harm without going mental, and having finger guns pointed at him aggressively didn't help.