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Ichiro Takashi

Shateigashira in the Fuku ou Yakuza

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by barney_fife

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Massive Empire stretching tens of thousands of planets nestled within the nearby Andromeda Galaxy

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Full Name: Ichiro Mizuki Takashi
Alias: 鼠 "Mouse"
Birthdate: Unknown
Race: Human (Taiyou)
Rank: Shateigashira (Second Lieutenant)
Class: Criminal
Status Alive
Age: 35
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 175lbs
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Number of Siblings: 0
Matron Goddess: N/a
Place of Birth: Kazagatsu-Shii Niihama City-Ken, Niihama, Taiyou Empire

Skills and Talents

Academic Knowledge
Street Smarts
Read/Write
Speaks Taiyou fluently, Writes Taiyou, Speaks broken english, cannot write english.
Hacking
Marksmanship
Selling Drugs



Equipment


Seburo M-5 5mm Semi-automatic pistol

Seburo MN-23 5.56 Assault rifle

'Dragon Fang' (Aschen Type 53IIP Disruptor II Pistol)

Taiyou Shiba Model 55 Cell Phone

PalmDat Palm Pilot
Ammunition
Wallet that containes About 25,000 Yen in cash

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Ichiro Takashi's Story

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Ichiro Takashi suddenly appears. "Sup Gaiz!"

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Cars screeched to a halt, right and left as horns blared and asians shouted to the woman in their native language, it wasn't much longer before a bright yellow tuner car pulled up, blaring hardcore dubstep music. After the street-racer came to a screeching halt, a man in his late twenties emerged, covered from head to toe in tattoos. "Dono yōna seikō no otoko?" He shouted, gesturing at the foreign woman that landed in the street, shouting over the blaring horns and screeching tires.

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Ichiro Takashi quickly walked up and got in Phinx's face, staring up at her and speaking in broken, heavily accented english. "I am not speaking your gaijin language in my own home, bakagaijin." He said, challenging her, the man was decked out in a yellow jacket, and black and yellow track pants, with a yellow bandanna wrapped around his head, with the Yellow car behind him, it was obvious this was a Yakuza flying his flags.

"You need to get the fuck off the road, you stupid bitch."

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Ichiro Takashi started flashing signs, before he pulled out his pistol and he racked it once, the weapon clacking as the man approached. "Why don't I just pop you one good time, you think you're hard!?" He said, flashing his gang signs. "Fuku-O Yakuza, I'll kill you and your family!" He shouted, challenging her.

"Go on bitch! Say something, Bakagaijin!"

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Ichiro Takashi sneered. "Think I won't Bakagaijin?" He cursed, before he reached forward to attempt to shove her one good time, before he holstered the pistol, tucking it within his outfit, and pulling out a switchblade knife, swishing and whooshing it around before he held it in his hand. "This is my hood, bitch, represent!" He said, pointing to the yellow bandanna hanging from a nearby streetlamp. "You will learn to respect your betters, if you don't, you won't get far here. If you have beef, then I challenge you to a race, the Sector 1 Highroad, think you have the Bōru?" He said, flashing his flag one more time.

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Ichiro Takashi laughed. "You think you can race against me? Fuck you." He said, snapping. "You're not worthy of racing the loop." He said, moving forward. "Nah let's fight bitch." He said, looking to his car. "You don't know how to race here, there's no fucking rules, I'll shoot your tires out." He laughed, patting his car. "You know what? Let's race, you have a fuckin ride, bitch?"

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Ichiro Takashi shook his head. "No! I have the right of Ryōdo-ken, I pick the terms of our winnings, BakaGaijin, if I win, you respect the customs of the Fuku-Ou, and my city, if you win, you get my car, and a... Turban." He said, poking at her ethnicity. You have one month to find a car to race, if that month passes, you forfeit and I win." He said nodding, before he looked up to the dorm. Then back to Phinx. "You are in my city now, bitch, welcome to Niihama, Represent."

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Ichiro Takashi looked down to his duffle bag that he had brought with him. Director Miyagi had told Ichiro that he was going to some alternate dimension, so Ichiro had brought the appropriate equipment to do what he needed to do in most situations, and so, the Yakuza smiled, and then he pulled out a cigarette from his jacket, placing it between his lips and nodding. "With all due respect, sir, I brought my own." He said, unzipping the duffle bag to reveal an assault rifle The weapon was compact, and sleek looking.

"Just need some 5.56 ammo for it." He said, picking the weapon up and racking it, pulling open his jacket to reveal several magazines with glowing blue-green bullets. He also was wearing a white vest under the jacket.

"It's the weapon I'm most familiar with."

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Ichiro Takashi nodded a moment, before he looked down in his duffle bag. "So, everything I brought with me, I can use?" He said, rifling through and pulling out a sleek black pistol looking weapon, with a shimmering blue trim, setting it on the desk he gestured to it. "What about a sidearm?" He said, gesturing to the weapon. And then he set the duffle on the desk, and in it was about five egg shaped battery looking things, a medical kit, supplies, gauze, and other materials, and some miscellaneous tools.

"I won't let you down, now, mind telling me where the squad's meeting up?" He asked, before he stuffed the assault rifle, and his sidearm into the bag.

"I give the respect I get, Yakuza code, but I'll try." He added.

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Ichiro Takashi climbed into the truck, setting the duffle bag down. "Tell me everything I need to know." He said, shifting in his seat. Of course Ichiro had been an anomaly, a sudden appearance in the area, gravitating to the suicide squad as a sense of purpose. As he got comfortable, he fell into silence.

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Ichiro Takashi had been wandering the halls of the bunker shortly after his indoctrination into the Triple S, Ichiro was only looking for a good pay and stable work. So he was here, and the man stuck out like a sore thumb, wearing a yellow and black, almost bee-like jacket and his MN-23 Taiyou made bullpup assault rifle slung over his shoulder. Listening in on the happenings nearby, he figured he would introduce himself, so the man hunted through the bunker to find a sort of common room, or a place where everyone was hanging out.

"Kami imaimashī Miyagi-San." He grumbled, as he worked his way into the barracks.

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Ichiro Takashi made a face. "Greenie? I've probably seen more shooting and fighting, than you have been alive." He commented, his english thick and broken with the lulls and lilts of a Japanese-sounding accent. "I am Ichiro Takashi, but you can call me Mouse, I come from a land far away, and I am shatei gashira, Yakuza." He said, stepping forward and tossing his duffle bag, and Bullpup assault rifle on one of the tables.

"Since we're all going to be working together, it would be a wise errand to tell me your names, I am eager to get to know everyone." He said, finding a chair and pulling it up, before he slammed his rifle on the table, and began to disassemble it, and it's electronic components, loading a magazine with almost ornate pointed bullets that shimmered a glowing blue-green.

"Didn't care for whatever your boss was issuing, so I brought my own guns." He commented.

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Ichiro Takashi chuckled, and then opened up into a toothy grin, a few teeth missing from his mouth. "Suicide Squad? Is that what this is? Where I come from, there is no greater honor than to die in the service of the Emperor." He said, shrugging. "It is the code of Bushido, to die standing, is better than to live on your knees." He added, before he began to clean his weapon, scattering parts and pieces of the weapon all over the table, before he shoved the parts away.

"Every man woman and child in my homeland, is trained to die serving the Emperor." He said, narrowing his eyes. "And I? In Yakuza, we prepare ourselves for death in honor of our Oyabun."

He looked to Rescha and Tria, now he was on his feet, he offered a slight, polite bow, before he shrugged off his jacket, revealing a toned, tattoo'd chest and arms showing the tattoos of his culture.

His gaze snapped quickly to Kamala. "In my homeland, you do not disrespect Yakuza, you would do well to remember that."

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Ichiro Takashi growled then seemed to storm up towards Kamala, shouting in a hurried, almost angry sounding bout of what sounded like Japanese. "Watashi wa anata no kusobōru o kiriotoshimasu!" He shouted, pulling out a switchblade knife from one of his pant pockets, whooshing it around and then holding it up. "Soshite, watashi wa shūryō shimashita toki, watashi wa anata no on'nanoko no kuso oppai o ofu ni suraisu shimasu." He said, shaking the knife, before he sheathed the blade and pocketed the blade.

"Your Girl speaks wise words, but I fear it is not I that bad things will happen too." He said, backing up, his expression darkening.

"I wouldn't expect Gaijin to understand."

"Your time will come, child, challenging me is a fool's errand, for the sake of this squad, I will forgive your transgressions." He slowly moved to sit back down.

"None of you are even close to competent soldiers, even the Imperial Conscripts are more disciplined than you." Ichiro huffed, before going back into his shell, silently cleaning his rifle.

"Baka Gaijin." He muttered.

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Ichiro Takashi continued to quietly clean the rifle, polishing it's advanced polymer frame and making sure all the slides and other small parts actuated cleanly, once he re-assembled the weapon, he set it aside, reaching into the duffel bag and withdrawing something straight out of star trek. The weapon was a sleek black cased weapon that resembled one of the phasers from the show, but it shimmered a blue hue along the side, and with the press of a small button, the weapon's casing came free, revealing shimmering blue innards and various electronics and crystalline structures, with a quick removal of a small egg shaped battery-like device in the grip of the weapon, the blue shimmered out, and vanished as Ichiro began to tinker.

"Do any of you want to learn something about energy weapons?" He said out loud, having the discipline to ignore the jabs and forgive earlier mishaps.

"This thing may one day save your life." He said, touching at the crystal structure with a small tool. He too was plotting something, but he had audibly muttered something under his breath.

"Fucking Seno."

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Ichiro Takashi slipped the egg shaped device back into the casing of the weapon, only to see it light up. "I was installing a thermopole energizer into the ionization chamber, which diverts excited and destabilized particle energy out the superconducting focusing coils." He said, flicking the weapon shut as a shimmering holographic screen flashed on top of the weapon, and he flipped forward another switch and it whined. "Take it to the range, try it out, I get a good hundred shots on a single cell. Up from the original twenty-five." He said, nodding. "Side button arms the weapon."

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The sound of a twig snapping in the background echoed as Ichiro stepped into the group, the soft crunch of leafy foliage evident as he approached.

"Konnichiwa." He said, offering a small, polite and respectful bow, gaze on Kamala.

"I wanted to apologize for the other day, my first day, it hard to shake the Yakuza culture." He said, setting his rifle on the ground next to Kam's before he turned to Treia. "I want Dragon Fang back, unless you haven't had a chance to try it." He said, sitting down on a nearby rock, before he pulled out his pocket knife, throwing it to the ground at Kam's feet.

"Keep it, it's a token of my apology."

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Ichiro Takashi made a face. "Look, I know you guys don't like me very much, but I'm here to stay, so let's try and make the best of it, we'll be covering each-other in the thick. "Something is bothering you." He said, turning to Kamala. "I understand this isn't Niihama, where I'm from, you backtalk a Yakuza, your entire family is killed, and the Government doesn't do anything about it." He said, looking to the ground. "I have no friends here, maybe I was scared... I'm a long way from home." Something seemed to be bothering the man.

"If you guys want, i'll leave though." He then handed the rifle to Kamala. "I know something's bothering you, come here, shooting things always makes me feel better." He said, beckoning the man over, and loading a magazine of rounds into the bullpup rifle.

"Treia, why don't you show your friends how Dragon Fang works?"

He nodded at Rechsa, seeing she was leaving. "I'm not as much of an asshole as people think I am, I really am a nice guy."

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Ichiro Takashi didn't seem to flinch when Treia fired the pistol, which bucked with a deafening pop, a flash of blinding blue light and a streak of energy, which impacted the target, vaporizing the target and several trees behind it, before impacting a rock and liquefying the stone into molten rock, which collected at the foot of the rock, Ichiro quietly took the weapon back. "You probably won't believe me when I say it, but I stole this thing from the Aschen..." He briefly gauged their reaction. "Uhh, a race of aliens." He said, sliding the weapon in his holster.

"Human of the year? Hah, i'm suprised you call me that." He said, trying to keep his cool and his composure. "That rifle is a Seburo MN-23, you won't find another one like it on this planet, it too is an Alien weapon by your standards, I'm also not a human, I'm a Taiyou." He said, pacing back and fourth, trying to figure out how to word his statement. "Or rather, our Species is called 'Homo Orientalem Solis' rather than 'Homo Sapien Sapien' He explained, perching back on his rock.

"How I got here is a long story, but i'm hoping that working here, I can figure out how to get back, I know it sounds Cliche, but I'm not lying.

"Like I said, I'm 3 million light years from home, I'm a little.. standoffish?" He said, through broken english.

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Ichiro Takashi looked to the ground, before he picked up his MN-23. "I've got a wife and kid back home on Niihama, Akiko, and a son, Yusuke." Ichiro said, before he looked to the two. "Buck up, yeah, what difference is this hellhole than Sector one? Fuckin' Seno..." He cursed again, of course it wasn't the first time he had said 'Fuckin Seno' during his stay here. "Not even human, fuck, I'm hardly even organic anymore." He said, turning around and gesturing to a series of six small computer ports embedded into the back of his neck, a barcode with japanese characters tattood on the nape of his neck.

"We're not going to be prisoners, when I was in the Army, we were taught to seek death before capture, the same for the Yakuza, we would die before the Police came for us." He started to walk, before he turned back to Kam. "You want to get back and write." He then chuckled. "Stick around, Kam, learn from eachother, learn from me, I would really like to get to know you two, heh, what, not excited to meet a real live space alien?" He joked, picking up his backpack.

"Ask me something you think only a spaceman would know, I betcha I could blow your mind."