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Yuki Take

About 9149 more left to go... I wonder when I would be finished with this

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a character in “Bullet Hell”, originally authored by moahi, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description



Yuki Take (Silver moon)



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Role: Assassin

Team (If applicable): Depends on his situation.

Age:13

Gender:Male

Appearance: Yuki has silver hair that is kept at shoulder length, and crimson eyes that was the color of blood, often sparkling with a cold amusement. He wears a large coat with buckles, and it makes him look almost shaggy at times. He has a tall and lanky build, and is taller than most at his age. His skin is porcelain white due to the lack of sun, making him look something like a vampire.

Personality: Yuki has an almost sadistic personality, and enjoys watching his victims try to cling on to a bit of hope of defeating him, but failing miserably to do so. He treats his whole assassination business as a type of game, something like cat and mouse, which he enjoys tremendously. Apart from his 'business', he is usually cheerful and optimistic, and childish at times. He has many mood swings, and is a rather unpredictable and mysterious individual.

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Combat Style/Weapon Preference:
Pistols. They are useful in both close range and from far away, and thus he favorite kind of weapon. Apart from that, he has a variety of ways to kill some one, from strangling them to stabbing them, and he hardly runs out of options. An assassin has to learn to use a large variety of weapons and ways to kill someone, after all, and Yuki takes his job seriously despite having a playful attitude, and he hardly fails to kill anyone.

Bio: Yuki was born in a family of assassins, who passed their art from one generation to another. He was taught how to kill at a young age, in order to become a cold blooded killer like the rest of his family are. However, something must have gone wrong somewhere, as he snapped, causing him to be emotionally unstable and highly unpredictable, almost a threat. Still, as he grew up, he was still trained and learned how to control his emotions better, and now, at the tender age of 13, he has to take the test to become an 'official' assassin, or so they called it, and could finally be recognized in the underground dealings or other shady business. His test, simply put, is to kill at least 13000 people, a feat that most of his relatives were unable to complete until they reached adult hood. But, Yuki being stubborn, was determined to be recognized long before then, and decided to join the event as it was the easiest place to kill that many people without the government getting mixed into it. He is new to the battle, somewhat of a rookie, but its best not to underestimate him too much. Despite being young, he is undoubtedly skilled, and would join any group or take up any offers to expand his kills. He just wants to finish as soon as possible so he could just get out of there.

So begins...

Yuki Take's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shannon Hell Character Portrait: Miodog Bludfola Character Portrait: Sherra Freeman Character Portrait: Makaria Kisanei "Izanami" Character Portrait: Stephen Erickson Character Portrait: Jackson Jasper
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Chatter filled the classroom at volumes that could hardly be qualified as ‘indoor voices,’ though to be honest, this kind of liveliness was a nice break from the usual tense, stressful atmosphere. The substitute teacher occasionally peered over the rim of his shiny square glasses, but his gaze only ever lasted a second or two before he went back to studiously absorbing his nine-hundred page novel. Someone was already on his smart phone with about a dozen other kids at his back, looking over his shoulder with an intense, captivated stare. Hazel lifted her head a little and took a peek along with them.

It seemed like he’d opened up one of the Bullet Hell live stream matches. Locally casted matches tended to be just as popular as international and this was one of them, not to mention the fact that it was a junior league provisional match. If a team wins two out of the three provisional matches, they get a spot in the ranks. As a way of seeding teams out early, all provisional matches were to be set as Elimination matches. A harsh, but generally effective sorting method.

Halfway through the class, someone knocked at the door and asked for Hazel – the stranger in question was a tall man with a prickly-looking stubble and sharp, calculating eyes. She recognized the man and immediately understood what he was here for.
“Provisional matches are starting in several hours,” the man said, gently leading Hazel out the door by the hand. He left a note on the door and waved with an awkward smile toward the teacher before making off with her. “You should take that time to get acquainted with your new team.”

“Why is it on such short notice?” she asked, following him to his car. Her older brother was standing there as well; he must’ve been notified beforehand and decided to wait outside the school to see her off, though it seemed like her parents weren’t able to make it. Granted, they've usually been pretty busy with the debt piling on and on. Sometimes they didn't come back for days with all the work they've been trying to squeeze in just to make a few extra bucks.

“Just bad timing, I guess,” he laughed.

Hazel’s brother smiled sheepishly and put his hand forward in a fist. She smiled in turn and gave it a good a bump with her own fist.

“Go kick some ass, Hazel,” he grinned. “No pressure.”

“Yeah,” she nodded with only the slightest hint of hesitation. “It won’t be like last time.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” he said, giving her few heavy pats on the back as she climbed into the car. “I’ll be watching, just so you know. Come back home in one piece, alright?”

"I will."

~

The number of people that had gathered was significantly more than she last recalled. Not everybody here was playing today; some of them were here to get to know their new teams, just like her. Still, it was almost an eye-opening experience to see so many teams in the same place—everyone looked so different—just from a glance, she could see people who were cold-hearted, people who were cheerful and upbeat, and people who were clearly here against their own will.

“Your team is going to be meeting here,” the man said, gesturing over to the side; a long bench with square tables set by the window. Blinking curiously, Hazel slightly tilted her head to see that only one person had arrived so far. “Oh, we’re here early by the way,” he said, as though to address her concern by reading her thoughts. He made a quick wave with his hand. “The others should be here soon.” Looking to the side, it seemed like there was another team meeting right next to theirs. It was only a guess based on a hunch, but it would appear that they were a newly forming team as well. Her eyes then shifted over to a clock on the wall.

Only a few hours, huh? These are gonna be the longest hours of my life.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shannon Hell Character Portrait: Casper Casanova (World Destroyer) Character Portrait: Miodog Bludfola Character Portrait: Sherra Freeman Character Portrait: Makaria Kisanei "Izanami" Character Portrait: Stephen Erickson
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Jackson Jasper

Jackson Jasper watched silently around the room where new junior teams were forming. His dark-green eyes didn't waver as some, more...bloodthirsty, opponents caught his gaze. He wasn't scared, he wasn't daunted. Honestly, he could care less. If he died in this game, he died. If he survived, he received money. And money, the sweetness that it was, was all he strived for. He's heard of people saying that money does not buy happiness. But have they ever not had money? Money does buy happiness. Living on the streets made him realize this fact.

He had gone ahead of Stephen, to find where their team was supposed to be. He found it. And he was just sitting quietly. Bullet Hell. The number one game in the world.



Casper Casanova

New teams, eh? a man thought to himself as he trudged his way through all the forming junior teams, Hmm...choices, choices. Casper Casanova smirked as he went by the teams. He was there to mentor one, and only one, team. Some, other, professional Bullet Hell players were there, but not many. Most couldn't mentor do to...personal reasons. And most pro's who want to mentor, usually retire too.

Searching the crowd of kids for a suitable team, which was challenging, due to his stature, he noticed two people sitting at a bench. They must've been waiting for the rest of their team members. Smiling, Casper made his way to the window-side team. He walked up to a girl with an obviously mechanical arm. Wow, mechanical arm. Technology these days. He opened up with a big grin and, "Hello, hello! My name is Casper Casanova, and I will be mentoring your team!"