He is almost always seen with his katana, tucked neatly into the belt in his jeans. This is Roth's most distinguishable feature.
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Roth Ushino
A teenage ronin out to make a name for himself
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by R0NlN
Description
Roth is dressed in typical, modest clothing. His wide eyes are a gentle shade of hazel, his smile is youthful and easy-going. His hair is jet black and wild, his skin slightly tanned, his jaw straight and defined, and he has calluses running along the insides of his palms and at a point above his thumb and index finger on his right hand.
He is almost always seen with his katana, tucked neatly into the belt in his jeans. This is Roth's most distinguishable feature.
He is almost always seen with his katana, tucked neatly into the belt in his jeans. This is Roth's most distinguishable feature.
Personality
Roth is hotheaded, young and rash. He's ready to take on the world and doesn't have the slightest clue on how to do it. He is friendly, laid-back, outgoing and often flirtatious. While he enjoys a good conversation and the company of a friend, he refrains from becoming too close to any one person. He is a ronin, a wandering, master-less Samurai.
While not a peacekeeper, and certainly not a hero, Roth maintains a decent sense of right and wrong. His code of Bushido demands he uphold his honor, and as a result he'll do what good he can if the opportunity presents himself. Aside from that, Roth usually minds his own business, and certainly won't go out of his way to do a good deed.
A side rarely seen, Roth is fully capable of displaying great rage, anger, fury and sadness. It takes a considerable amount of emotional assault to bring Roth to such terms, and hasn't been done for a long while.
Equipment
Roth is only human. He has no special powers or supernatural abilities. He has trained all his life in the art of Araki Mujinsai Ryu, in it's modified sister version, Araki Jinketsu Ryu, and in various forms of martial arts, particularly the Korean art of Kuk Sool Won, and the Israeli self-defence system of Krav Maga. He's also been raised to wield a pistol with both hands, and is a decent shot. While skilled with a gun or without a weapon at all, Roth is still most powerful with his katana in his hands, his speed and power unmatched by many prominent artists of his time.
His katana is modified and hand-made specifically to his grip. In accordance to Araki Jinketsu Ryu, it's forged of one of the strongest metals in the universe: Impervium, as opposed to traditional steel. It's carefully tucked into his black silk belt around his jeans, acting as an Obi to keep his Saya from falling, whether he walk, sprint, crawl, or even swim.
History
As a baby, Roth was abandoned and found by an aged Japanese immigrant: “Miggy” Ushino. One of the last direct descendents of the famed Samurai, Araki Mujinsai, Miggy raised and trained the boy as his own. Miggy was the only father Roth ever had, and the only person Roth has ever truly loved. Having been raised in Japan, and (as a direct descendant of the Araki family) taught the sacred and most secret forms of Araki Ryu, Miggy passed the knowledge down to Roth, training him from infant to teen without ceasing. Miggy also taught Roth his own Ryu, based off of Araki Ryu, “Araki Jinketsu Ryu”, designed for combat in the modern day and age. It involved more use of speed and versatility (for opponents with firearms), watching the opponents eyes to see in what direction they’ll shoot their gun, anticipating their attacks and movements, and using whatever object once could get a hold of to defend oneself with. It also involved forging blades of much stronger material then steel: impervium.
For all his fatherly love and training, Miggy was an alcoholic. His frequent drunkenness got him trouble one day with a local mob, and he was shot dead on his way home. Without a father, without a home, without a master, Roth became a ronin. He wanders Wing City, not really sure what he's after. A good fight? A strong friend? A deep love? Roth doesn't know, but he's sure as hell ready to find out.
So begins...
Roth Ushino's Story
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The setting changes from Worn Path to Wing City Gardens (West)
Roth Ushino sat against a nearby tree, numbly thumbing along a vibrant set of paints. The young ronin was lost in his thoughts, his mind consumed with images of the girl he knew and loved, Acrylia. How long it had been since he had seen her, he didn't know. Undoubtably she was busy...being a ruler over her people and all...
But now Roth had a reason to summon the girl. A grand ball was being set into motion in Wing City. Now, if only Roth could find the appropriate way to ask her...
Shrugging, Roth swirled his paintbrush through the colors, summoning Acrylia. He'd wing it, like he did everything else. Things had a way of working out themselves for the young scoundrel.
But now Roth had a reason to summon the girl. A grand ball was being set into motion in Wing City. Now, if only Roth could find the appropriate way to ask her...
Shrugging, Roth swirled his paintbrush through the colors, summoning Acrylia. He'd wing it, like he did everything else. Things had a way of working out themselves for the young scoundrel.
Roth Ushino looked down curiously at the clustered paints. Gently, Roth continued to swirl the colors, gracefully meshing the paints together, gently stirring up the canvas. Although Roth was no artist, he had studied a bit of Japanese caligraphy under his father. Shrugging, Roth let a few quick strokes fly from the brush, painting the [url=data:image/jpg;base64,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
Roth Ushino looked down curiously at the clustered paints. Gently, Roth continued to swirl the colors, gracefully meshing the paints together, gently stirring up the canvas. Although Roth was no artist, he had studied a bit of Japanese caligraphy under his father. Shrugging, Roth let a few quick strokes fly from the brush, painting the kanji symbol for love across the canvas.
Roth Ushino sat up to face Acrylia. She looked the same as ever, of course. Beautiful in that mysterious, unexplainable way. Her entire figure was literally a work of art.
"Hey there, stranger," Roth grinned, "It's been a while since I've seen you." The ronin would step forward to attempt to give Acrylia a brief, affectionate kiss.
"Hey there, stranger," Roth grinned, "It's been a while since I've seen you." The ronin would step forward to attempt to give Acrylia a brief, affectionate kiss.
"I'd sooner lose my sword," Roth smiled, wrapping his arms around her waiste. God how he missed her touch... In fact, Roth wondered if he had touched Acrylia since that night under the pines. The memory was old but vivid. Very vivid.
"I hope you've been alright?" Roth continued, "everything's ok in canvas-land?"
"I hope you've been alright?" Roth continued, "everything's ok in canvas-land?"
Roth Ushino grinned mischievously, "Well not that I don't -love- flirting with you..." Roth would lean in, attempting another kiss, longer then the first.
"...but there's something else I meant to ask you," Roth said after breaking, taking a quick breath. Here came the hard part. For a moment, the young ronin was certain he was a highschool kid trying to ask the girl of his dreams to prom. Where could the poor boy even begin?
"...but there's something else I meant to ask you," Roth said after breaking, taking a quick breath. Here came the hard part. For a moment, the young ronin was certain he was a highschool kid trying to ask the girl of his dreams to prom. Where could the poor boy even begin?
Roth Ushino fought a reddening-blush, stepping back briefly to avoid her intimidating gaze. Why was he even embarrassed? Acrylia was his, no? What did he have to fear from the girl?
"Well..." Roth began, taking another quick breath, "...I don't know if you've heard but...there's-...this dance. N-not like a night-club or anything, but like...a ball. Y'know...royalty and dresses and such... And... I was wonderin' if...you'd ... want ... to go with me?" Roth winced, looking up at the girl. That was even worse then he had imagined it.
"Well..." Roth began, taking another quick breath, "...I don't know if you've heard but...there's-...this dance. N-not like a night-club or anything, but like...a ball. Y'know...royalty and dresses and such... And... I was wonderin' if...you'd ... want ... to go with me?" Roth winced, looking up at the girl. That was even worse then he had imagined it.
Roth Ushino raised an eyebrow, quite curious. What was she leading into?
"...well then, my queen..." Roth grinned, "...what could I possibly do to change your mind?"
"...well then, my queen..." Roth grinned, "...what could I possibly do to change your mind?"
Roth Ushino laughed quietly, stepping forward again as he wrapped his arms around her waiste once more, pulling her close. Of course she couldn't just say 'yes' and get it over with. Acrylia just loved to see him work... Not that Roth could complain. They always ended up having fun.
"...what if I said 'please'?" the ronin crooned, his voice just cusping along the edge of a whisper. His lips were mere centimeters away from her own, as if challenging her flirtatious nature, daring her to complete the kiss.
"...what if I said 'please'?" the ronin crooned, his voice just cusping along the edge of a whisper. His lips were mere centimeters away from her own, as if challenging her flirtatious nature, daring her to complete the kiss.
Roth Ushino moved a hand up, attempting to gently take her finger away from his lips. "Hmmmm...is that so?" Roth began, "...maybe something a bit more intimate, then? I wouldn't want to disappoint my queen, after all." Roth would lean in then, attempting to kiss her fully on the lips.
Roth Ushino would continue kissing her for some time, the passion and depth of his touch only deepening. The simple brushing of her lips against his own was unlike anything else Roth had ever experienced with a girl. He sincerely doubted if any human female could ever compare.
Reluctantly, Roth broke with her just as things began to get more interesting. The gardens were a public place, after all. Despite his natural urges, the ronin managed to keep his senses about him.
"Does -that- please my queen?" Roth grinned.
Reluctantly, Roth broke with her just as things began to get more interesting. The gardens were a public place, after all. Despite his natural urges, the ronin managed to keep his senses about him.
"Does -that- please my queen?" Roth grinned.
"Awww...c'mon..." Roth groaned, "What's keeping you? Is it business with your kingdom or something? Or do I just need to be more convincing?"
Roth Ushino perked up at the 'releasing afterwards' part, but remained a bit a confused. "Alright...but what do you mean by 'avoiding the love stuff'? I mean, you'll be my date...right?"
The setting changes from Wing City Gardens (West) to Gambit's Bar
Roth Ushino entered Gambit's bar quietly, the young ronin's vigilant eyes flickering from patron to patron. His left hand kept a close grip on the katana at his side, his thumb pressed protectively against the tsuba.
"Quiet day..." the swordsman said to himself. It was rare to walk into Gambit's without getting caught up in some kind of chaos. Finding a seat at a stool, Roth ordered a cold water. Perhaps he'd have some sake later, he wasn't sure yet.
"Quiet day..." the swordsman said to himself. It was rare to walk into Gambit's without getting caught up in some kind of chaos. Finding a seat at a stool, Roth ordered a cold water. Perhaps he'd have some sake later, he wasn't sure yet.
Roth Ushino of course noticed Naoki as she brandished her own katana, immediately taking note of both the sword and swordsman. So, there was another like him in Gambit's today? It wasn't terribly uncommon to find a katana in the bar...but most of the fools he had come across wielding such a powerful weapon hardly knew the first thing about using it properly.
Yet Roth was certainly curious. Was this one a true swordsman? The ronin resolved to carefully watch Naoki for a short time, looking for any sign that might suggest she posses some skill.
Yet Roth was certainly curious. Was this one a true swordsman? The ronin resolved to carefully watch Naoki for a short time, looking for any sign that might suggest she posses some skill.
Roth Ushino grinned over at Naoki, his thumb moving just below the tsuba of his own katana, pushing up ever-so slightly. The metal made a soft 'clicking' sound as it left the koiguchi, exposing a mere inch of the glinting impervium beneath. All the while, Roth's flickering hazel eyes remained transfixed at Naoki, a youthful grin spread across his sturdy jaw. Was he acknowledging her? Challenging her?
Roth laughed lightly at 'tank' comment. How very typical. Still, at least this one seemed to understand the nature of the blade. Perhaps she was worth looking into after all...
Roth laughed lightly at 'tank' comment. How very typical. Still, at least this one seemed to understand the nature of the blade. Perhaps she was worth looking into after all...
Roth Ushino briefly cast a glance over at Hero, raising an amused eyebrow. 'Bushido-san'? That was just downright funny. Nonetheless, the real challenge awaited him. Naoki was obviously tired of his games. It was time for the confrontation...
Slowly, Roth stood up himself, facing the girl with his hand on his katana; and the same knowing grin still on his face. "Draw your sword," Roth said aloud, "and hold it as if you were going to duel me." The order was clear and quite authoritative for one so young.
Slowly, Roth stood up himself, facing the girl with his hand on his katana; and the same knowing grin still on his face. "Draw your sword," Roth said aloud, "and hold it as if you were going to duel me." The order was clear and quite authoritative for one so young.
Roth Ushino smirked, keeping a tighter grip on the tsuka. "Maybe you've never been to Gambit's, then..." Roth shrugged. For a long while, the ronin only watched Naoki, carefully dissecting her stance...the way she held her blade...even the angle at which it jutted from her waist. At least she knew how to properly hold a sword.
...but could she wield it?
Roth closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened them again, it was as if he were a different person. His pupils were dilated, his hazel eyes aflame in raw passion. His grin disappeared, his jaw clenching in grim determination. His knuckles turned white as his fingers furiously clenched the hilt of his katana, eagerly anticipating its withdrawal. It was the deathly appearance of a swordsman.
And then Roth leapt. With suprising speed, Roth ran forward, leaping on to a nearby table as he achieved a steady speed. From there, Roth would use his leverage to jump directly at Naoki, drawing his blade in mid-air, preforming a powerful down-slash (jodan) aimed for her left shoulder. The ronin was sure to exaggerate the movement, careful to give Naoki enough time to counter the strike. Right now, he was simply testing her.
...but could she wield it?
Roth closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opened them again, it was as if he were a different person. His pupils were dilated, his hazel eyes aflame in raw passion. His grin disappeared, his jaw clenching in grim determination. His knuckles turned white as his fingers furiously clenched the hilt of his katana, eagerly anticipating its withdrawal. It was the deathly appearance of a swordsman.
And then Roth leapt. With suprising speed, Roth ran forward, leaping on to a nearby table as he achieved a steady speed. From there, Roth would use his leverage to jump directly at Naoki, drawing his blade in mid-air, preforming a powerful down-slash (jodan) aimed for her left shoulder. The ronin was sure to exaggerate the movement, careful to give Naoki enough time to counter the strike. Right now, he was simply testing her.
Roth Ushino pushed his hilt forward as it made contact with Naoki's, straightening the angle of the blade to prevent the intended wrist cut from making contact. As he landed, he rolled once on to the ground, wary to turn as quickly as he could to keep his back from his opponent. He held his sword in perfect tenouchi, his left foot forward, his right foot back.
And then the ronin waited. He had made his strike. The next move belonged to her.
And then the ronin waited. He had made his strike. The next move belonged to her.
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